Rebirth of the Great Desolate Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 72 Gods
"Brother Pangu, I didn't expect that! Before the chaos opened, you even planned me. No wonder you told me that although the people on the prehistoric land are inextricably linked with you, they are not yours." Incarnation, tell me not to worry about it." Zilian looked up at Buzhou Mountain for a long time before she lowered her head and said to herself, Zilian's hands clenched her nails deeply into the tender flesh of her palm, and the blood flowed drop by drop. His finger dripped on the ground, "But do you know, Big Brother Pangu? I can't help you complete this plan. I know you hate Dao, hate him for being unfair to you, and hate him for establishing the way of heaven with your hands. As for you falling into the open sky, but I can’t help you with anything, because I am a human race, and I can’t watch the human race go to extinction, and I can’t watch the hundreds of millions of creatures on this wild land because of you. The plan turned into flying ashes, so I have to destroy your plan, completely destroy it." Said Zilian relaxed herself, raised her head and took a deep breath and said, "Brother Pangu, don't blame me, it's not Zhou Shan. Your only witness in this world is also a vital hidden weapon for you to control this world, I cannot let it exist, only by destroying it can I truly feel at ease! Brother, take care." Speaking The purple lotus bowed deeply to the towering Buzhou Mountain.

Zilian straightened her body and flew into the air, turning around Buzhou Mountain. At the same time, she continuously formed various seals on her hands and hit the mountain of Buzhou Mountain. As Zilian's movements accelerated, The interior of Buzhou Mountain also made a faint "Kaka!" sound, like the sound of rocks cracking, but Zilian didn't seem to feel it at all, and continued to make various moves.

Zilian worked non-stop for three days before falling back to the ground and exhaling deeply, a slight smile appeared on her originally stern face: "It's finally finished, I thought it would take more time." It took some effort, but I didn’t expect it to go so smoothly.” Speaking of which, Zilian turned her head and glanced into the distance, and said, “Gong Gong, I have prepared a big gift for you, I hope you and other ancestor witches will like it. .” Zilian disappeared in place after saying this.

Nether Blood Sea, a different kind of existence in the prehistoric land, an ocean with a radius of millions of miles composed of fresh blood, when the great god Pangu opened the world and died, the dirty blood from his whole body gathered at his navel and turned into this sea of ​​blood, filled with It is filled with the most filthy blood in the world, and the most tyrannical aura in the world. This is a forbidden place on the wild land. Even people who have reached the quasi-holy period have to restrain themselves when they come here. There is no other reason, but It is in this sea of ​​blood that should have been a place of death that there lives a powerful man. He is a creature conceived by the sea of ​​blood. He named himself Patriarch Styx since he opened his spiritual wisdom. Under Zixiao Gong Hongjun's sect, although his own cultivation level has not been certified to the holy position, he can be regarded as one of the top few people who cultivated in the quasi-sacred period. With this filthy blood, he has cultivated 8000 million The name of the incarnation is Blood God Son, who claims that the sea of ​​blood will never dry up and Styx will never die. Today, Styx was retreating as usual to deduce the secrets of heaven and comprehend the way of heaven. Suddenly he felt his divine consciousness throbbing, "Huh? What's going on?" Strong The uneasiness made Styx feel like vomiting blood, and hurriedly used the blood god Soutian's skills to calculate: "It turned out to be like this! But this should be a good thing! Why are you so uneasy? ?” Styx opened his eyes, with a smile on his face, but then he was puzzled by the strong uneasiness in his heart, and he seemed to remember something and shouted: “No, it’s like this If the obtained spirit treasure is to be born, it will definitely alarm those powerful people on the prehistoric land, even saints. I can deal with ordinary people, but if those saints come, let alone spirit treasures, I am afraid that if they provoke Fire them, and my little life will not be guaranteed." Thinking of this, Ming He hurriedly ran out of the training place and stepped out of the vast sea of ​​blood, waved his hand, and flew 24 times from his sleeve. A small blood-red flag, once it appears, it is good at facing the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it changes into a giant flag streamer with a height of two feet. Styx looked at the 24 flags in front of him with satisfaction. These are the [-] flags he spent thousands of years collecting. It was made of condensed blood sea essence and ghostly cold iron in the sea of ​​blood, and was used to arrange his own ghostly god-indulging array. Styx pinched his hair and volleyed towards the banner, originally floating quietly. The flags and streamers in the air flew in all directions in an instant, forming a large formation, constantly evolving red Jiuyou Yin Qi, covering the sea of ​​blood thousands of miles away, "Stand up!" After uttering a word, the flags and flags in the formation slowly disappeared into the void. Seeing that everything was going very smoothly, Minghe couldn't help showing a relaxed smile when he was proceeding completely according to his own deployment.

"Haha! Junior Brother Minghe, why do you want to set up such a vicious formation? Could it be that some enemy came to the door?" Just when Minghe was a little relieved, a world-shaking laughter rang out, and then he was about to completely disappear into the void. The flags and streamers flew to a place not far from the Styx River as if they were being pulled by something, gathered them together, and then shrank into the original small flag. A bald monk holding a dead tree branch appeared there, Grabbing the banner that had changed back to its original form, he smiled and looked at the astonished Styx.

Styx was wondering why his magic weapon had lost contact with him, so seeing this person's appearance, he couldn't help frowning, and sighed in his heart: "Oh! It's still a step too late!" Styx bowed his head. Clasping his hands, he said with a smile: "Brother Zhunti is in great interest! I don't know what's going on with my sea of ​​blood? As for any enemies? You also know that I, Styx, have always kept a low profile and don't engage in hostility. I was just doing a rehearsal It’s just a newly practiced formation, I don’t know if Brother Zhunti will return my banner or not.”

Zhunti heard what Minghe said, and said: "Oh, so that's the case! I thought Junior Brother Minghe had met some kind of enemy! As for me? It's just that I accidentally walked to Junior Brother Minghe's land while wandering in the clouds, nothing serious. other business."

Seeing that Zhunti was still answering his question with a smile, Minghe couldn't help being a little angry because he didn't see that he wanted to return the banner in his hand: "Brother Zhunti, please return the magic weapon below me." Minghe He directly asked Zhunti for it.

"Huh? What magic weapon, Junior Brother Minghe, did I take your magic weapon?" Zhunti asked shamelessly after hearing Minghe's words.

(End of this chapter)