Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 82 [The sea of ​​blood never dries up, the river Styx never dies]

"Gonggong! Do you want to compete with me?"

Zhu Rong's deep and suppressed voice echoed out, and the entire hall suddenly ignited with terrifying heat.

The two flying snakes hovering around his waist were swallowing snake letters. The snake letters were not flesh and blood, but condensed with bright red flames like lava. Their eyes were not as cold as snakes, but as hot as the sun.

"You think I'm afraid of you."

Gonggong understood the law of water when he was born, which was incompatible with Zhu Rong's law of fire.

The two often fight over trivial matters. If it weren't for Di Jiang's obstruction every time, they would fight once every three days, and each time they would turn the Wu tribe upside down.

"Okay! Stop arguing and don't look at what time it is."

As the eldest brother of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Di Jiang still has some prestige in the hearts of everyone. As soon as he finished speaking, the entire hall fell into silence.

Zhu Rong and Gonggong looked at each other angrily, and both snorted coldly without saying a word.

"Hmph! The demon clan slaughtered the human race before and obtained a magical weapon that can restrain the body of the witch clan. It should not be underestimated."

"So this time, we must prepare in advance. During this period, you don't cause trouble for me, you know!"

Facing Di Jiang's stern words, the two of them lowered their eyes and said, "Okay, big brother."

"But my witch clan won't be afraid of his demon clan."

"Since the demon clan wants to fight, let's fight!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight."

After a hundred years of enlightenment, Zhang Yan's understanding of the law of reincarnation has been extremely profound.

The law of reincarnation revealed by the way of heaven is not as difficult as the innate immortal light contained in the spiritual treasure. Instead, it is wide open for your enjoyment, and it has the full assistance of the Daoyan system.

Zhang Yan's understanding of the law of reincarnation is only inferior to that of Hou Tu, who was directly empowered by Heavenly Dao. With this ability of understanding, apart from the saint, no one else in the entire prehistoric era could be found.

In a hundred years, his understanding of the law of reincarnation has evolved to the peak of Daluo Jinxian, and he is only one step away from the quasi-sage.

"Crash!"

Hou Tu's expression froze slightly, and the power of law that enveloped the entire sky retreated.

At the same time, Hou Tu's face moved slightly, and he opened his eyes in an instant. There were stars evolving in his eyes, and the boundless universe was changing.

At this moment, her aura became extremely unpredictable. Zhang Yan stood in front of Hou Tu as if he was facing a mountain that was impossible to climb.

"Houtu Zusha, have you realized the breath of reincarnation?"

Zhang Yan groaned slightly, looked directly at Hou Tu and asked.

"Thanks for the enlightenment, fellow Taoist, I already know what to do."

Hou Tu's voice was full of depression, his eyes looked towards the land where the Wu Clan was, and the aura of calamity condensed between heaven and earth. His expression was full of reluctance and sadness, as if he had knocked over a five-flavor bottle.

"Ah."

Zhang Yan nodded slightly, with a somewhat unbearable expression, Hou Tu transformed into reincarnation.

From now on, she will no longer exist in the world, and this time coincides with the Lich War. Hou Tu's move undoubtedly weakened the overall strength of the Witch Clan out of thin air.

This is a very difficult choice for Hou Tu. On one side is the war between lich and on the other side is the perfection of the ancient way of heaven.

Although I am unwilling to do so, isn't this something that has been decided a long time ago?
  "Thank you fellow Taoist for helping me achieve enlightenment. I have made up my mind and this matter must be done by me."

Houtu sighed slightly, his eyes were full of love for all living beings. The lush earth meant he was simple and virtuous, and this was Houtu's character.

There are billions of dead souls in the ancient world, and countless souls die every day, so she must do the Six Paths of Reincarnation. “Fellow Taoist, would you like to go with me?”

"Right on my mind."

Zhang Yan sighed slightly in his heart, admiring Hou Tu's virtue, but showed no expression on his face, because he knew that what Hou Tu needed was not mercy.

Zhang Yan was suspended in the air, reciting the Taiyi Sutra of Saving the Heart, leading tens of billions of dead souls to set off towards the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood.

Along the way, there was no pause, and the speed was deliberately accelerated. Within a few years, they arrived at the place where the souls of the ancient world gathered, the sea of ​​blood.

The huge blood-red sea bubbles pop up from time to time, and the strong smell of blood and stench blows towards your face. Even the clouds in the sky are infected with blood red, and all around you, whether it is flowers, plants, trees, or the earth and sky, are all covered with blood. It's blood red.

The ocean of condensed blood stretches as far as the eye can see, and even if you stretch your mind, you can't know where to the edge.

"Zhang Yan, I know you."

Leng Che's voice echoed across the entire world, and a pair of fresh, cold eyes hundreds of feet tall stared down from the sky.

"Ancestor Styx."

Zhang Yan looked at him without fear.

"Jie Jie Jie, you know my name and you dare to come to my Netherworld Blood Sea."

"But considering that you sent me so many dead souls, I don't have to worry about it."

The greed in the eyes of the Ancestor Styx was not concealed. Although there were many dead souls in the Netherworld Blood Sea, they carried boundless karma and could not be directly used to transform into the Shura clan.

He also needs to use the karma fire red lotus in his hand to eliminate karma before it can be used to breed the Shura clan.

But the tens of billions of dead souls brought by Zhang Yan have extremely pure soul power and no karma attached to them. With tens of billions of dead souls, his Shura clan can become even more powerful.

Maybe a few Shura Kings will be born who can compare with the cultivation level of Daluo Jinxian.

Zhang Yan couldn't help but feel a little funny. Doesn't this Patriarch of Styx not understand the censorship situation at all?

Hou Tu, who was walking in the front, looked at the huge eyes in the sky and said, "Styx, if I want to evolve into the Six Paths of Reincarnation again, I need to borrow your precious land."

"Six Paths of Reincarnation? Lend me your treasure land."

"Hahaha! Houtu Zuwu, do you know what you are talking about?"

Ming He didn't know what the Six Paths of Reincarnation was, but Hou Tu's last sentence made him laugh wildly.

"The Netherworld Blood Sea is the place where I was born. How can I allow others to touch it? Do you think that I, Styx, am easy to bully?"

Hou Tu smiled faintly and said softly: "I have no intention of discussing with you."

"Crash!"

Blood-red waves beat in the silent sea of ​​blood, and the originally dead sea of ​​blood seemed to come alive at this moment.

Bathed in blood, a man with a cold face emerged from the sea of ​​​​blood, holding a sword in each hand, and the terrifying and sticky bloody aura spread throughout the sea of ​​​​blood.

The cold and bloody aura rippled throughout the world.

"Houtu Ancestral Witch, what you said is a bit exaggerated. Don't you think I will be afraid of your witch clan?"

Styx's words were filled with murderous intent, but he was indeed qualified to say these words. As a veteran powerful person from the beginning of time, he had refined the entire sea of ​​blood into his clone before becoming a Taoist for hundreds of huiyuan.

He has the title of "the sea of ​​blood never dries up, the river of the underworld never dies". At the same time, his cultivation level has reached the late stage of quasi-sage. He also possesses the best innate spiritual treasures, the Yuantu Abi Double Sword, and the top innate spiritual treasures, the Fire Red Lotus, and the Innate Spiritual Treasure. never fail.

(End of this chapter)