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Chapter 46: Sea of ​​Fire and Blood (please read it!)

[Time flies, and it’s time to travel again once a year]

【You choose...】

[A: Go on a trip and see the customs and customs of all the worlds]

[B: If you don’t travel and stay at home, the system will compensate you with 1,800 merit points]

Xia Yi did not hesitate and said: "Travel, the small world of ancient times!"

The picture flows, the light flickers, and in the blink of an eye, you have arrived in the small world of ancient times.

"Styx, you are really looking for death!"

As soon as Xia Yi arrived in this world, he sensed that two of the six incarnations of the ancestral witches who suppressed Pangu Palace had been killed.

Only four ancestral witches are left struggling to support themselves.

Fortunately, as long as the main body is immortal, these incarnations can be chopped out again.

It just takes more effort.

Immediately, he broke through the space and came to Shouyang Mountain.

At this time, the blood wave in the sky above Pangu Palace covered the entire sky. The sky and the earth were filled with blood, and a torrent of blood rained down from the sky.

"Today, ancestor, I will use the Blood River Formation to break through the void, connect to the Netherworld Blood River, and flood Pangu Palace with blood. If you don't want to lose your souls, surrender obediently!"

The "Master of the Styx" in this world let out a wild laugh, waved his hand, and a huge wave of blood rushed towards Pangu Palace.

Gonggong and other four ancestral witches struggled to support themselves with the Dutian Shensha Banner, but the blood was extremely filthy and could corrode everything in the world, so defeat would be a matter of time.

It looked unbearable.

Suddenly a space crack opened in the sky, and a young man wearing a white robe walked out of it. His breath was soft and he looked harmless.

"Rahu?!"

The leader of Styx was frightened.

Over the past ten thousand years, Rahu seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

It is said that in order to become a saint, Rahu became possessed and became possessed.

Originally many powerful people did not believe it.

However, Taoist Nuwa personally went to Kunlun Mountain and begged the Three Purities to deduce the traces of Luo Hu.

Sanqing is a direct disciple of Daozu Hongjun, and can be said to be the strongest beings among the saints.

After some deductions, Sanqing discovered that there was no trace of Rahu in this world, and unanimously believed that Rahu had died.

Taoist Nuwa had no choice but to leave sadly.

Upon hearing the news of Luo Hu's death, the most excited person was the leader of Styx.

Because of Luo Hu's remaining power, he has never dared to invade the ancient continent on a large scale, and can only allow the Wu clan to develop wantonly.

Now that Luo Hu is dead, he can finally expand his territory without any scruples and occupy the entire prehistoric continent.

Who would have thought that they would see this evil star just after they attacked Pangu Palace.

"Sanqing still claims to be Pangu's authentic sect, but this is the way to go, bah!"

The leader of Styx scolded Sanqing in his heart, and then without saying any more nonsense, he drew a crack in the space and turned around to return to the sea of ​​blood.

He was really scared of being killed by Xia Yi before and didn't even have the courage to take action.

Xia Yi chuckled and followed.

The boundless sea of ​​blood rolled and the waves of blood surged into the sky.

But there was no sign of the Styx Cult Master.

But it was the Styx Cult Master who manifested his original form and merged with the entire sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood never dries up, and the river Styx never dies!

The leader of Styx also knew that he was no match for Xia Yi. After all, he had even lost the Immortal Killing Sword Formation before.

Who in the entire prehistoric times doesn't know that Luo Hu has the most magic weapons?
  This was certified by Daozu himself!

Therefore, it is better to shrink into a sea of ​​blood than to be beaten and killed. Although it doesn’t look good in appearance, the strength has not been affected.

One day he will become a saint and there will be no rush to find his place again.

"Do you think you can't do anything to me?" Xia Yi said with a smile.

"I am the sea of ​​blood, and the sea of ​​blood is me. Unless you are a saint of heaven, even the three pure beings coming together will not be able to do anything to me!"

There was a rumbling sound in the sea of ​​blood.

"Yeah!"

Xia Yi took out an ancient bronze lamp. There were many flame-shaped textures carved on the lamp, which made it look like it was burning.

At the mouth of the lamp, a flame was burning quietly.

He blew hard into the flames.

Then, an infinite amount of flames poured down, like the Milky Way pouring into the sky and fire rain flowing into the sky.

In an instant, the entire sea of ​​​​blood was filled with scorching heat waves, and the void was burned and distorted. When people looked at the surrounding scenery, it was as if they were looking at a distorting mirror, extremely weird.

This ancient bronze lamp was originally an extremely powerful fairy weapon. Later, it was nourished by countless flames in the palace of the Lord of Fire. It can be said to be infinitely powerful, and it can burn rivers and boil seas.

In an instant, billions of tons of seawater were evaporated into blood-colored mist, and an unspeakable and extremely fishy smell came.

Xia Yi frowned, and the shadow of the third-grade Pure World White Lotus appeared above his head, and a cool air came, which made him feel much better.

As more and more blood evaporated, countless blood energy rushed out of the netherworld.

For a time, the vast continent was filled with blood and an unpleasant stench.

Many great powers cast their sights into the sea of ​​blood.

"What? Rahu has reappeared in the world?"

"Didn't Sanqing deduce that Rahu has been destroyed in spirit and form?"

"Now the Great Continent is going to be lively again!"

……

Among them, the one with the ugliest face is undoubtedly the "Sanqing".

Originally, the Sanqing's prestige in the ancient continent was unmatched by anyone, even Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun were respectful to it.

Now that Luo Hu has successfully appeared in the ancient continent, this is undoubtedly a resounding slap in the face to the "Three Purities".

Among them, "Yuanshi Tianzun" has the most ugly expression. His face is ashen and his white beard is windless.
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  As the flames burned, immeasurable blood was steaming in the sea of ​​blood every moment.

In just one month, nearly one-third of the blood sea has evaporated.

The leader of the Styx Church panicked and was so frightened that he could only beg for mercy:

"Fellow Taoist, this is my fault. I am willing to lead the entire Shura Demon Cult to surrender to the Witch Clan!"

But Xia Yi still turned a deaf ear and just activated the ancient bronze lamp, releasing divine fire all over the sky.

"Ah! Luo Hu, why are you so decisive in doing things?! Oh! Spare your life! Fellow Taoist Luo Hu, have mercy on you!"

Knowing that he was bound to die, the leader of Styx cursed loudly in a pitiful voice, and then begged for mercy.

Another three months passed.

The sea of ​​​​blood that was originally filled with rolling waves and turbulence has dried up, exposing large areas of the seabed.

Only in the middle of the sea of ​​​​blood, there is still a thick mass of blood, which is constantly changing its shape, trying to escape.

This is the true form of the leader of the Styx, a placenta conceived when the Hongmeng opened the sky and the Nether Sea of ​​Blood first formed.

Xia Yi waved his hand and used his magic power to kill the soul of the leader of the Styx, leaving only a ball of dirty blood.

After collecting the body of the leader of the Styx, Xia Yi searched for it, but did not find the Xuanyuan water control flag among the five innate flags. He couldn't help but secretly said it was a pity.

When he returned to the ancient continent, he found that the sky and the earth were hazy and filled with endless blood mist.

All souls in the wild are miserable.

After Xia Yi entered the Pangu Palace, when he was about to cut out the dead bodies of Shebi, Qiangliang, and Zhu Rong who died in the catastrophe, he received a visit from Taoist Nuwa.

(End of this chapter)