Prehistoric: I am Styx, activate the god-level choice at the beginning

Chapter 157 Entering the River of Destiny
Styx held a god-killing spear in his hand, and stepped into the long river of fate with one step.

The rolling water of the long river swept in, carrying the power to crush everything, as if it wanted to swallow the Styx River completely.

Styx frowned: "What a strong power of assimilation! Is this part of assimilating me into the river of fate?"

Lightly swiping the God-killing Spear in his hand in front of him, a wave that slapped towards him was instantly divided into two sections by a dim light, and rushed to his sides.

The moment his figure entered the long river of fate, the whole long river seemed to be recovering, and the originally calm long river became turbulent.

Moreover, he is an outsider, everything here is repelling him, if he stays here for a long time, he will either be assimilated or be pushed out.

However, Styx left just not far away, and he wanted to go deeper into the long river.

Glancing behind him, in order not to get lost in the long river, Minghe took out the two swords of Yuantu Abi and placed it at the entrance he had just entered.

The two killing swords floated quietly, swallowing the power of fate around them, and the blades seemed to become sharper.

It seems to feel the existence of this alien species of Styx, and there are long rivers of water sweeping towards this side in all directions, and the momentum seems quite huge.

If this kind of power is impacted on him, I am afraid that the peak quasi-sage will be assimilated.

Leaving the coordinates and taking one step, Styx headed retrograde towards the upper reaches of the long river of fate, holding the god-killing gun in his hand. At this moment, he seemed to turn into a blood-red lightning, riding the wind and waves.

Every drop of the long river here is the fate of all living beings before or after death, and every drop of water contains the life of a living being.

From birth to adulthood to old age, and finally to death, every change of fate can be clearly seen in this drop of water.

The amazing thing is that these water droplets are big and small, the small ones are not as big as a sesame seed, and those big water droplets are almost as big as a human head.

And the further you go, the stronger the power of fate, the more turbulent the water of the long river. In the depths of the long river, you can even see the drops of fate like celestial bodies and stars, exuding astonishing fluctuations of fate.

It's a pity that it is too far away from here, and with his cultivation base, he may not be able to reach it.

Walking all the way, I don't know how far he has traveled. There is almost no concept of time and space here. Under the strong force of fate, his law of fate is also improving rapidly. Up to now, he has just entered the long river of fate. , reaching the current [-]%.

In addition, hundreds of other laws are also available, which is not a small improvement.

But the further he went, the more he could sense the stronger the repulsive force that came upon him. Similarly, the will to assimilate himself became more terrifying.

Standing alone in the long river of fate, quietly feeling everything around him, he let out a long breath after a long time.

Looking at his skin, there were faint signs of being assimilated by the water of the surrounding long river, but after the shock of Qi and blood, this effect was soon ruled out again.

In this long river of destiny, the water of the long river collides at all times, producing wonderful changes. Sometimes, water droplets that are separated by endless distances between two places can also produce connections.

This may be the sympathy of fate, very mysterious.

At this time, Styx himself didn't know how far he had gone, and even the connection between the two swords of Yuantu Abi became much weaker!

But at this time, Styx felt a familiar wave in front of him, which seemed to be the breath of an acquaintance.

Styx was a little suspicious. He had wandered in the long river of fate for countless years, and this was the first time he felt a familiar atmosphere.

"Let's go and have a look!"

Without hesitation, his figure turned into a blood-colored streamer, and he continued to move forward. He wanted to see the aura that made him feel the familiar fluctuations, whose fate was manifested in the long river.

I don't know, if I destroy the water of these long rivers in the long river, what kind of impact will it have on the bodies of the corresponding creatures in the flood.

Along the way, he reached his destination.

It was this drop of water of fate, and he lost interest after looking at it, because this drop of water of fate was one of the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace.

However, if there is no mistake in guessing, this person is already dead, and his head was smashed by his own hands in the Chaos Clock.

"leave!"

At this time, Styx already felt that his body was being assimilated more and more, and the induction between him and Yuantu Abi Erjian became weaker and weaker.

Holding the God-killing Spear in his hand, he traveled unimpeded all the way. It took an unknown number of years before his figure finally arrived, in front of the two floating killing swords.

At this moment, Yuan Tu's A Bi Erjian had absorbed an unknown amount of water from the long river of fate, and it seemed that it had transformed again, and its power became more and more terrifying.

"leave!"

A sword cut through the long river, and the figure of Styx reappeared in the prehistoric world.

However, at this time, a large area of ​​his skin has been assimilated by the water of fate. It is estimated that he will have to recuperate for a period of time before he can fully recover.

After this journey in the long river of fate, Styx had a new idea, since the fate of all people can form a vast river.

Then, can the blood of all beings form a similar long river, as long as they swim in the long river, they can find their own blood imprint, so as to improve themselves and awaken their talents through the blood imprint.

Even as long as the imprint in the long river of blood is not destroyed, I can use it to be reborn, and I can also use the long river of blood to better perfect my way of blood cultivation.

The more he thought about it, the brighter the light in Styx's eyes became, and the next step was to think about what he should do to achieve his goal.

First of all, a large number of souls need to practice the way of blood, and with the way of blood as a link, there is room for manipulation.

With the way of blood as a link, collect the blood imprints of all living beings, and then gather together.

Thinking of this, Styx began to try, but after several attempts, all ended in failure.

There is no rush, let's think about it again.

Maybe it's because I'm not strong enough.

Go to Xifeng and Kunlun Mountains to get the last two flags.

If you want to create a long river of blood, with your current strength, it may still be a bit difficult, so just continue to improve your strength.If you can use the five internal organs as the basis and use the five square flags to arrange the innate five elements array, then your own strength will increase dramatically in a short period of time.

Also, you can temper yourself with the Qiankun cauldron, and you can also increase your strength in a short period of time.

However, when Styx's consciousness spread out, he realized that time had passed and was close to a Yuanhui.

Previously, it felt that less than a thousand years had passed, but in reality, it had already passed such a long time.

Damn it, it must be that the flow of time in the long river of fate is different.

I don't know how far Nuwa Sanqing is from becoming a saint, and whether the two clans of liches will fight again.

How the prehistoric situation is now needs to be ascertained a little bit, why do I suddenly feel that I have missed a lot in the blink of an eye.

The pace must be quickened!

(End of this chapter)