The Immortal Xiaoqiang of the Great Desolation

Chapter 158 The Nether Blood Sea Meets the Houtu, the Houtu is merciful to all souls

The sun rises and sets, the sun rises and the sun sets, the crescent moon is half-stringed, the jade plate is full and the moon is full, and the white clouds are white and gray. Decades have passed.

On this day, Houtu ancestor witch had a whim, chest tightness and irritability, so he left the tribe and wandered around the prehistoric area to relax.I never imagined seeing the Liches, big and small, fighting in various places along the way, with rivers of blood flowing, bones piled up, resentment rising to the sky, and black clouds billowing!
At the very beginning, Empress Houtu shot out with resentment, obliterating countless monster clans. Along the way, the ghosts of the monster clans also wailed and cried, and there was no peace!Gradually, the empress also began to reflect, many times the liches did not have any conflicts, they just fought together as a matter of course as soon as they met.Who doesn't have relatives and friends, as a result, the resentment grows bigger and bigger, and the scale of the war becomes larger and more involved!
Looking at these countless innocent souls, weeping and wailing, and the ghosts chirping, I couldn't bear it.Could it be that what I and my brothers and sisters did was wrong? If it is right, we will fight to the death, but there is no reason for it.Erlang is dead, and his bones are everywhere, for what purpose?

The empress was in a daze, and unknowingly came to the shore of the Nether Blood Sea. The naked eye could see countless souls rolling into the Nether. Out of curiosity, the Empress followed countless ghosts to this Nether Blood Sea, which never sees the sun all year round.

I saw the ghost shrinking back, and it was even more ghostly, and the sound of crying and wailing was even worse.It turned out that the sea of ​​blood was turbulent, rolling up waves of blood, dragging the ghosts floating in the sky into the sea of ​​blood. The ghosts struggled, but were soaked in blood, and their wailing gradually became weaker and became inaudible.In less than a moment, they turned into a race and came out.

Men are like ghosts, ugly and ugly, with dirty eyes; women are charming, seductive, wearing tulle, and their private parts are faintly visible, extremely hot.

This is the creation of the Shura clan, the ancestor of the Blood Sea Styx!
The Nether Blood Sea is the result of Pangu's death from the heavenly body, the placenta of the navel, and the blood of the placenta. It was born with a great power, conceived, and born with two heavenly killers——Yuantu and Abi, which are innate. The evil spirit was billowing, and it was extremely filthy. Daluo Jinxian was injured, and it turned into pus and blood in an instant!

Once in Zixiao Palace, wearing a scarlet Taoist robe with blood lotus embroidered on it, not smelling the slightest smell of blood, white and fat, with three white beards dangling on his chest, smiling all day long like a grandfather, extremely low-key, Not famous.

Inspired by the nuwa empress who created a human being to become a saint, seeing the dirty soul in the sea of ​​blood, a species will be born, so she swore a big oath, named it 'Sura', and established herself as the leader of the sect of Shura.

It's just that the Shura clan are all incarnations of the filthy sea of ​​blood, bloodthirsty and aggressive, and endless morality, so the ancestor Minghe established the way by killing, vowing to kill all those who do not surrender and destroy those who stand in the way.

It's a pity that although the way of heaven is high and high, success or failure is judged by cause and effect, and heroes are not judged by good and evil, but the way of heaven hates killing and takes nourishment as its foundation.Therefore, the Shura clan was born, complementing the killing clan, with immeasurable merits and virtues coming, but the murderous nature is too heavy, against the harmony of heaven, and the merits are not as good as Nuwa Empress, not enough for the ancestor of Styx to kill two corpses and quasi-sages, so angry The ancestors scolded the sky for injustice.

It's just that the boat is done, and it's hard to get off the tiger. Styx has to fulfill his promise, strengthen the Shura clan, prosper and kill Dao, so there is a matter of attracting souls into the sea of ​​​​blood and transforming Shura.

When Empress Houtu came to the entrance of Nether, Xiao Qiang had already noticed that Tian Xuchen pulled Xue Hong, and a stream of light flashed from the ground, heading towards the blood sea of ​​Nether.

The sea of ​​blood was surging, with ups and downs, and the turbulent waves crashed on the shore, rumbling.The gray air flow covered the sky, and it was dark, like the eve of a rainstorm, obscure, oppressive, and gloomy.

Empress Houtu is about to start, she doesn't want a streamer to come.A moment ago, he was still thousands of miles away, and in a blink of an eye, he was already beside him.

The auspicious light dissipated, revealing a Taoist in black robe and a Taoist in blood robe, it was Xiao Qiang and Xue Hong.

As soon as Xiao Qiang raised his head, he saw not far away, a man in light yellow palace dress, with high hair, swaying and slanting steps, between swings, like a weak willow supporting the wind, colorful ribbons fluttering like thousands of threads, extremely elegant; naked jade Feet, stepping on the void, walking slowly in the air, stepping on a yellow lotus on a millstone, the brilliance of Wutu shines.Qiushui swept his eyes, and his surroundings were like clear waves in a pool, creating ripples.

Xiao Qiang didn't dare to look any further, so he made a call and said: "Xiao Qiang, the poor man, is the patriarch of the Zerg clan. This is my fourth brother Xue Hong. I'm paying my respects to your empress. I don't know what your empress means here?" What a hypocritical Xiao Qiang , talking nonsense with eyes open, clearly plotting against others, but pretending not to know, and pretending to meet by chance.Xue Hong on the side nodded indifferently to Houtu.

Empress Hou Tu looked at Xiao Qiang with a half-smile, but didn't answer, she was so beautiful and full of spring, it was hard to fathom.Xiao Qiang's heart tightened, and he was even more cautious, not daring to show any flaws. He secretly thought that he belonged to the Zerg camp, and the other party was an ancestor witch, so he would inevitably kill him, so he couldn't help but secretly beware of Houtu's attack.

"Hehe." Suddenly Houtu smiled lightly, that smile, like a spring breeze, was extremely beautiful. "Fellow Daoist, don't be nervous. Although you are the patriarch of the Zerg tribe, there is no hatred between witches and insects." Hou Tu said.

Houtu didn't know what Xiao Qiang was thinking, and continued: "I have nothing to do in my spare time. Under my impatience, I was attracted by countless wronged souls to come to this ghostly place. I never thought that someone would do evil and bring the helpless Hundreds of millions of ghosts swallowed into the sea of ​​blood, and created a species with a murderous intent and lost spiritual intelligence, which one is pitiful."

Xiao Qiang nodded understandingly, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and said to Houtu with a mysterious smile: "I don't know what is different about this place, fellow Taoist Houtu?"

Hearing what Xiao Qiang said, Hou Tu frowned and said, "This is the sea of ​​blood, which belongs to the land of the netherworld. It is a land of extreme yin, and it was transformed by the navel of Pan Gu's father god. The sea of ​​blood has a radius of tens of thousands of miles. The waves of blood are rolling, the fish and shrimps are not thriving, and the birds and insects are not coming. All the hostility of the world gathers here. Tianshendai, who once listened to the sermon in Zixiao Palace, has a withdrawn and low-key personality, and rarely interacts with others."

"The Great God Pan Gu is benevolent, he incarnates all things, and is praised by all ages." Xiao Qiang praised the Great God Pan Gu a little, which greatly increased the favor of Hou Tu.

"This ancestor Styx wanted to imitate Nuwa and create a race of sanctification, so he used the power of the sea of ​​blood to melt the living souls to create the Asura clan, but the Asura clan was bloodthirsty by nature, so the ancestor Styx never became Sheng, he should have cut off the good corpses because of this, and then he imitated the Sanqing Lijiao and established the Asura Cult. The Dao will be done.) This dog is a stubble, in the sea of ​​blood, his mana is boundless, even if he is not as good as a saint, but he is not far behind."

"It's very powerful." Xiao Qiang was slightly startled, the last time he teamed up with Xue Hong only slightly injured Styx.

"Hehe." Seeing Xiao Qiang's surprised expression, Hou Tu couldn't help but chuckle.

Xiao Qiang couldn't help scratching his head in embarrassment, and then casually said: "Oh, why don't so many living souls have a home."

Hearing the words, Houtu was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and began to think.

Xiao Qiang saw that Houtu was thinking, so he didn't bother, and sat cross-legged with Xuehong nearby, as if he wasn't worried that Patriarch Minghe would rush out of the sea of ​​blood to take revenge.

(End of this chapter)