The ancestor of the Saiyans

Chapter 56 The Unlucky Styx

A hundred years later, Ye Chenxing talked about the martial arts of the human race, from the simple acquired realm to the legendary martial saint realm.

In this regard, Ye Chenxing passed down the method of martial arts training, the human race became more powerful, martial arts rose, everyone practiced martial arts, they were physically strong, bloody, and even awakened their talents to manipulate the world of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, yin and yang, and the five elements. strength.

"It can also be called a supernatural power, and Ye Chenxing is also called the ancestor of martial arts by the human race, the legendary martial saint, etc. Of course, these are things for later.

So, slowly another 200 years passed, and at the beginning, human races also came out of the Houtu tribe, and began to travel around the prehistoric times.

"Ye Chenxing looked at the human race in front of him, and slowly lost his gaze. He was a human race in his previous life, and even he is a Chaos Demon God in this life. The relationship between Ye Chenxing is not so easy to forget. It was because the human race was not born yet.

That's why Ye Chenxing created the Saiyan race, although the Saiyan race is not much different from the human race.But Ye Chenxing still felt a little weird when he saw the human race.

Master!

At this time, Houtu called Ye Chenxing and brought Ye Chenxing back to his senses immediately. "

"Well, that's it"?
Ye Chenxing said calmly.

"No, I suddenly saw Master, you seem to be in a daze. Houtu smiled.

"At this time, after getting acquainted with Ye Chenxing for thousands of years, Houtu found out that people from Ye Chenxing are actually very easy to get along with."

"Although sometimes he often speaks words that he can't understand."

So now it's not as awkward in front of Ye Chenxing as before.

"Haha, I was thinking about something just now, let's go!! That chick Nuwa has been sanctified for more than 1000 years, and my brother will also sanctify you and fly you away!!" Ye Chenxing said with a smile.

Later, he gave Ye Chenxing a blank look and said, "Master!"Don't be kidding, you really think it's so simple to be a saint.I still don't understand what is the use of that primordial purple energy you gave me? "I feel so that he has no effect on me at all.

Ye Chenxing said with a smile: "When the time comes, you will understand."Let me take you somewhere! !

Then he took Houtu to travel through the prehistoric regions.

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300 years later.

In the flood, Ye Chenxing took Houtu to wander around, and while preaching to Houtu, he intentionally or unintentionally took Houtu to places with more souls.

He also asked Hou Tu to personally help those souls to be liberated.

The souls after death in the prehistoric are so powerful that they can leave some souls. As time goes on, there are more and more souls. I can see lonely ghosts everywhere in the prehistoric. Grandpa wails every day, waiting for all the energy of the soul It will dissipate by itself.However, some of them were collected by evil monks and refined into Houtian Lingbao. After seeing this situation, Houtu felt very sympathetic, and had the idea of ​​giving these souls a place to rest.

As the most benevolent of the ancestral witches, Hou Tu was also the one who was least polluted by the turbidity of the earth, and he couldn't bear it.

In this way, Houtu was led by Ye Chenxing to walk, and he saw many prehistoric people dying, and the unjust souls were crying and mourning, and these voices made the compassionate Houtu burst into tears. Looking at these original Innocent souls wandering in the wilderness, or dissipated between the heaven and the earth, or some evil cultivators grabbed the refining weapon, it is really sad and pitiful.

"Besides, when Ye Chenxing saw Houtu shed tears and cried every day, Ye Chenxing suddenly felt as if he was too cruel.

Houtu, whose mind was absent and whose mind was wandering, was brought by Ye Chenxing to a sea of ​​blood between heaven and earth.

If we say that this sea of ​​blood was formed by a mass of dirty blood in his stomach when Pan Gu transformed into a prehistoric world, this sea of ​​blood is not alive, and will perish if it encounters it. Treasure, so this made the prehistoric innate gods and gods stay away from this place.But everything has vitality, even this sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood has gone through countless tens of thousands of years after the opening of the sky, and bred an innate god and strong man named Minghe Patriarch, and he was accompanied by a pair of innate top-grade spiritual treasures, a pair of "Yuantu" and "Abi", two swords, which are very powerful. It is a killing tool, but Styx is low-key, even if he listens to the sermon in Zixiao Palace, he is very low-key.

Except when he wanted to snatch Hongyun, when the majestic purple rage showed his face, he had always kept a low profile.

At this time, Styx also felt that when Houtu came to the sea of ​​blood, Styx was overjoyed. Others were afraid of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but Styx was not.

Styx has trained the blood sea into his billions of blood god clones, claiming that the blood sea will never dry up, and Styx will never die.

Even if the twelve ancestor witches came at the same time, I would dive into the sea of ​​blood, even if Hongjun came, I would not be afraid.

I saw that the sea of ​​blood for thousands of miles began to turmoil, blood waves were surging everywhere, and water jets sprang out everywhere. It seemed that there were evil dragons rolling on the bottom of the sea, stirring up wind and waves, and rolling up thousands of feet of water dragons, like a blood dragon ascending to the sky. The blood was dirty and scarlet. Countless wandering souls struggled in it, raised their hands, and scratched around, as if they wanted to grab the last straw!
Countless water columns rose up in all directions, spewing out streams of blood, like a fountain of blood waves, and turned into a blood dragon in an instant, coiling up the blood column, roaring endlessly.As far as the eye can see, there are all extremely terrifying blood dragons, all of them soaring into the sky with their teeth and claws bared.

In an instant, the blood wave dissipated, and a middle-aged man in red robe showed his figure.

I saw this middle-aged man, sitting upright in a red robe, sitting on top of a twelve-grade fire-red lotus. Surrounded by waves of blood splashing waves, there were countless blood lotuses floating on the surface of the sea. Turned into blood.

There are two swords on the back of the middle-aged man, but the slightly leaked fierceness is like a savage monster sleeping soundly. After waking up, there will be earth-shattering revenge, which makes people dare not take it lightly!
I saw the ancestor Minghe looked at Houtu with a smile on his face. Although he was smiling, he gave off a very gloomy feeling. Minghe said with a smile: "Where you shouldn't go, go there. Fellow Daoist Houtu , you Wu Clan don't have a primordial spirit, you can't refine it even if you hold the Primordial Purple Qi.

Why don't you give it to me.

Ye Chenxing was speechless, and he was ignored.

After looking at Ye Chenxing, Houtu smiled at Minghe and said: Taoist Minghe, if you want the primordial purple energy, you can.

But, first ask the fellow who gave me Hongjun Ziqi if he agrees.

That is my master.

"Styx was startled when he saw it, and he thought to himself: What, this one is here too. Before Styx turned around.

Come on, little brat!Uncle has no time to play around with you here!Just let uncle stay by your side obediently.

Ye Chenxing said helplessly.Then Ye Chenxing pointed his fingers at Ming He, and Ming He only felt his eyes light up.

Styx felt that he didn't have any power in his body, and a terrifying aura suppressed Styx's body, which made Styx's soul tremble, and couldn't give birth to the slightest resistance. There was even a feeling that if he moved a little, the next moment would The fear of being wiped out.

As a result, Styx was stunned and felt a sense of fear in his heart.

With a little finger light, he suppressed himself without any power! !You have to know that even if you are in front of a saint, you can still fight one or two tricks.

Styx's face turned pale with fright, and he never thought that such a result would come out.

You must know that he is the pinnacle of the quasi-holy eleventh heaven, and I may be a little weaker than him!

(End of this chapter)