Home has a door to the flood

Chapter 1151
Xuan Ming spread his hands, and said calmly: "In order to seek a quick battle, Pangu Palace gave me a large amount of luck merit Xuanhuang."

Ming He's heart skipped a beat, and then he remembered that he had already made preparations and was not afraid of anything, so he said flatly: "If you have any skills, just use them."

Xuan Ming glanced at Styx lightly, flicked his fingers, and saw a frost-white spike like ice crystals appear in front of her.

"Since I have taken over the task of dealing with Fellow Daoist Styx, I will naturally not hold back. Please protect yourself, Fellow Daoist Styx."

Ming He was amused by Xuan Ming's words, he was about to say something, but suddenly found that a faint golden thread stretched out from Xuan Ming's hand, submerged in the frosty white ice crystal spikes.

With Styx's vast supernatural powers, he could see the golden thread at a glance. It was not a golden thread. It was clearly a passage opened in the void, but it looked very thin, but in fact it was an extremely wide passage. , Qi luck merit Xuanhuang is like a raging river, along the passage, frantically pouring into the spikes.

Ming He suddenly remembered that the true form of the Xuanming Ancestor Witch seemed to be in the form of a beast with numerous spikes all over his body.

When his eyes fell on the spike again, Styx's eyes suddenly became restless.

This spike, it seems, is the basic interpretation of Xuanming's ancestral witch, a fetish with innate attributes.

Such a fetish, coupled with the urge of immeasurable luck, would be terrifying.

"Fellow Daoist Styx, be careful."

Many creatures in the wilderness suddenly saw that in the middle of Buzhou Mountain surrounded by the sea of ​​blood, an ice crystal-like divine peak expanded rapidly and reached the sky in an instant.

Just when many gods were shocked by this magnificent scene, endless golden light filled the air on the divine peak, and a terrifying icy aura and incomparably heavy suppressive force spread out.

The gods who were closer felt that their primordial spirit was not functioning smoothly at this time, and it was difficult to do it intentionally.

All of a sudden, the immeasurable ice crystal god peak suddenly flew up, leaping high into the sky, and then, under the infinite power, it turned upside down in an instant, with the tip pointing down, and plummeted down.

The Ice Crystal Divine Peak stabs down suddenly, like a divine spear thrown down by a supreme god.

Where the divine peak passed, the clouds were turbulent, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and the center of the divine peak happened to be aimed at Patriarch Styx in the middle.

……

"Boom!"

In the middle of the prehistoric world, two huge divine swords, with immeasurable blood-colored sword light soaring into the sky, under the divine peak, although they are small, they are still trying their best to block them.

Undoubtedly, the Xuanming Ancestral Witch is stronger than the Iron Demon Commander, and almost no weaker than Styx, and she uses her infinite luck as soon as she comes up. Coupled with her own deep foundation, her combat effectiveness is even more incredible.

So in the end, the ancestor witch Xuanming was able to easily crush Styx's counterattack with the same level of luck.

On this day, the billions of feet of divine peak plunged straight into the earth, the ancestor of Minghe's divine body was broken again, and the immortal aura escaped into the sea of ​​blood.

On this day, the Iron Demon Commander, the Ancestor Styx, and the Ancestor Witch Xuanming all became famous, like no other for a while.

Patriarch Styx has become an existence that cannot be provoked. Who can provoke such an immortal existence.

Similarly, the limelight of the Lich clan once again eclipsed other forces in the prehistoric world.

……

Whoa!
In the sea of ​​blood, Styx flew out of it, his face was a little pale, although his breath was not a serious problem, but Ye Ang couldn't help asking him: "How is it, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Ming He waved his hand, shivered, and said with lingering fear: "It's easy to talk about everything else, it's just this cold energy, which hasn't dissipated yet."

He was stabbed by Xuanming's fundamental life, and combined with immeasurable luck, he was wiped out from life to life.

At this moment, a figure broke through time and space and suddenly appeared in this sea of ​​blood.

The strong and fat body ran over, and when he saw Minghe, he immediately apologized and said: "Fellow Daoist Minghe, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect that Xuanming would fight with you in the end, otherwise it would be fine." Just a little reminder."

Styx was so cold that his teeth chattered, it wasn't that he was really cold now, it was just a remnant of the Xuanming Dao and the invasion of will, which made Styx still feel a little bit now.

I believe that with the passage of time, this influence can be completely erased by him.

Ye Ang even had reasons to believe that Ming He deliberately kept it so as not to erase the influence left by Xuan Ming.

However, Styx smiled reluctantly, "I made fellow Taoists laugh, but I don't know if we have brought the reward we negotiated."

Qiangliang sighed, and threw a scroll to Styx. He looked distressed, and said angrily: "150 trillion trillion Beijing air luck merits and virtues are all inside, and you can enjoy them."

Minghe was really slowly opening the scroll, and he stopped immediately when he heard the words, and glanced at Qiangliang, "Didn't you say that you came from the Heavenly Court of the demon clan? Why is there less than 50 trillion trillion Beijing's luck?"

Qiangliang couldn't help it immediately, and said confidently: "Where are there 50 trillion trillion Beijing Qi luck, don't they all add up to a total of 150 trillion trillion Beijing Qi luck?"

Minghe corrected: "The Yaozu gave 200 trillion trillion Beijing air luck merits and virtues, which is very generous. Why did you get so much less when you came to your ancestral witch?"

Qiangliang glanced at Ye Ang respectfully, "Correct me, the Great Sage Fuxi is not counted as a monster race with us, so the 50 trillion trillion Beijing Qiyun merits and virtues that the Great Sage Fuxi gave you are not counted in it."

"Can it still be like this?" Styx was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, this is not what I said in private, the twelve ancestor witches all think so." Qiang Liang was confident.

Styx was helpless, he looked at Ye Ang, and Ye Ang smiled slightly, persuading him: "Forget it, this luck is enough for you to squander."

Only then did Styx give up.

Qiangliang completed the transaction and stayed soon. It is said that there was a meeting within the Wu clan, and he had to rush back, so he left in a hurry.

Ye Ang and Styx exchanged some opinions, and then they didn't stay in the sea of ​​blood for long, and went straight back to Kunlun.

……

Just after returning to Kunlun, the Queen Mother of the West came looking for her.

"Teacher, the disciple has something to do and needs to consult the teacher."

In the Zizai Heart Palace, the Queen Mother of the West said so.

Ye Ang sat on the futon and said very relaxedly: "If you have anything to say, let's talk about it."

"Teacher, the monster clan set up the heavenly court, pardoned the gods of Zhoutian, set up the laws of the heavenly court, and the heavenly law descended with supreme merit. Supreme merit." The Queen Mother of the West looked serious, "According to simple empiricism, does it mean that I only need to establish a party, uphold the will of heaven and earth, pardon the gods, coordinate heaven and earth, and establish laws, and there will also be supreme merit and virtue? Luck down?"

Ye Ang said with a half-smile: "You, you, you asked the question knowingly, didn't you say it all? According to simple empiricism, or the intuitive experience of most living beings, it shows that this direction of thinking And the method is not appropriate.”

Queen Mother Xi laughed at herself: "It's really inappropriate and unscientific."

"Then what does the teacher think?"

Ye Ang glanced at her, and then pointed at her head. The Queen Mother of the West knew it, and immediately released the Kunlun mirror, made a formula with her bare hands, and quickly set up a restraint.

(End of this chapter)