Honghuang: God-level choice, start by taking over Zhao Gongming

Watching the Western group leave, Yuanshi's face sank slightly, and his eyes looked at the Twelve Immortals of Kunlun, and a serious atmosphere spread on the spot.

"Do you know where you went wrong today?"

"Disciples and others are no match for the Western disciples, and we have lost face for our Yuqing lineage."

Guangchengzi and Chijingzi were uneasy. This time in the Western discussion, his Yuqing lineage was defeated miserably.

If it weren't for the Shangqing lineage's efforts to turn the tide, the world would not know how to compose his Yuqing lineage if the discussion today was spread.

"Wrong!"

Yuanshi's voice sank, "Relying on the art of sophistry, what's the use of winning? When you realize that the other party wants to sophistry, you should act decisively with thunder and leave them no chance to sophistry."

"Disciple understands."

The Twelve Golden Immortals bowed and admitted their mistakes.

"Gongming, you are very good. If it weren't for you, my Kunlun would really not be a match for the West in this discussion."

Taiqing exclaimed, waved his hand, and a purple-gold gourd appeared in the air.

He shook it slightly, and a round, nine-striped, brilliant golden pill flew out and landed in Zhao Gongming's palm.

"This is the latest Nine-Turn Golden Pill refined by Master Uncle, which can create the supreme foundation and make the most perfect preparation for you to prove the Daluo Jinxian. Please accept it."

"Thank you, Master Uncle."

Zhao Gongming took the golden pill and put it away without saying anything.

"Brother, what are you doing? The Three Pure Ones of Kunlun are one body. What Gongming has done is all part of his job. Why do you need to give him a treasure?"

Tongtian evaded the question, but the pride on his face could not be concealed at all.

At this moment, there was a huge roar, and then Kunlun Mountain began to shake slightly.

The next moment, a huge sound spread throughout the nine heavens and ten earths, the four seas and eight wastelands.

"God is above, my ancestor Minghe created 100,000 Asuras in the blood sea, eliminated the infinite evil spirits in the blood sea, and perfected the creatures in the blood sea. God is watching!"

"What happened? Is Minghe going to become a saint?"

The faces of the Three Pure Ones changed slightly, and the power of the Yuanshen at the level of the Great Perfection of the Quasi-Saint spread out crazily, spreading towards the direction of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

In addition to the Three Pure Ones, this voice also attracted countless great powers in the prehistoric world.

Western Zhunti, Jie Yin, the emperor of the demon clan Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, the twelve ancestors of Buzhou Mountain, Queen Mother of the West, Zhen Yuanzi

Almost all the great powers were awakened in an instant, and then their eyes looked towards the north of the prehistoric world, the direction of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

There was a huge wave in their hearts. Could Minghe be the second saint in the prehistoric world?

In the north of the prehistoric world, the Netherworld Blood Sea, there are no fish or shrimps, and no floating hair.

As far as the eyes go, there is only the surging blood sea rolling and floating.

A strong bloody evil spirit came to the face, making people nauseous.

In the center of the blood sea, the ancestor of the Styx stood on the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus.

All over his body, the quasi-saint's great perfection was blooming unscrupulously.

Around him, there were 100,000 figures of all sizes.

These were the Asura clan created by the Styx, a total of 100,000 people.

They were transformed by the supreme evil spirit accumulated by the Styx in the Netherworld Blood Sea for hundreds of millions of years.

These bloody evil spirits precipitated and accumulated in the depths of the blood sea, breeding infinite karma in the dark.

With great magical powers, the Styx transformed this bloody evil spirit into the Asura clan, dissolving the karma carried by the prehistoric heavenly way in disguise.

These Asura clan men are tall and mighty, with all kinds of strange and strange appearances, but each of them is ugly, while the women are slender, charming, beautiful, and beautiful with a hint of enchantment!

As the sound of the Styx fell, thunder suddenly sounded above the Nine Heavens.

Then, a large cloud of merit and virtue appeared above the Nine Heavens at some point, and then poured into the body of the Styx.

But in an invisible place, another part of merit and virtue poured into a black giant egg at the bottom of a sea of ​​blood.

As the merit and virtue entered the body, the breath in the Styx rose, but soon, as the cloud of merit and virtue dissipated, it fell into a bottleneck again.

The face of the Styx instantly darkened, and he looked up to the sky again with resentment.

"Heaven is above, my ancestor, the Styx, created 100,000 Asuras in the sea of ​​blood, eliminated the infinite evil spirits of the sea of ​​blood, and perfected the creatures of the sea of ​​blood. Heaven is witnessing it!"

But this time, there were only a few muffled thunders above the Nine Heavens, and even the cloud of merit and virtue did not condense.

A huge sense of disappointment surged into the heart of the Styx.

"Why can Nuwa achieve enlightenment and become a saint when she created humans, but I can't? Is it just because I lack a primordial purple qi?"

Minghe was unwilling, but he had no choice. When the primordial purple qi was divided in Zixiao Palace, there were seven in total.

Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Zhunti, Jieyin, and Hongyun each had one. Hongyun was hunted down by the Heavenly Court and died, and the primordial purple qi disappeared.

As for the remaining six, Nuwa has already achieved enlightenment, so forget it. He is not afraid of facing any of the Three Pure Ones, Zhunti, and Jieyin one-on-one.

But the other party is not just one person, and it is as difficult as ascending to heaven to get the primordial purple qi.

For Minghe, the path of achieving enlightenment through merit and virtue is almost a train of thought. As for choosing to kill the three corpses to achieve enlightenment?

Not to mention, the method of beheading the three corpses to attain enlightenment has been established by the Taoist Ancestor for many years. Countless people have practiced it, but apart from the Taoist Ancestor who relied on this method to attain enlightenment, who else has attained enlightenment by beheading the three corpses?

The ancient wilderness is vast, and the three thousand guests of Zixiao in the past have now transformed into the top monks of the ancient world. Styx knows at least three people who have killed three corpses through the method of cultivation, and have cultivated themselves to become a quasi-sage. Dzogchen, but it is impossible to achieve enlightenment, as if the road ahead is cut off and cannot be crossed.

With great unwillingness, Styx sank into the sea of ​​blood in the underworld.

Styx failed to prove his way, and countless powerful people in the ancient world were not disappointed. Instead, they felt a burst of great joy in their hearts.

The Ancestor of Styx has lived in the Blood Sea Styx for a long time. He is withdrawn, unruly, weird, and has almost no friends.

He also loves killing and has no taboos. Any creature that breaks into the sea of ​​blood in the underworld will eventually turn into bones in the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

This is a monk that makes all the great powers in the prehistoric era very afraid.

Once Styx attains enlightenment, the entire prehistoric world will not know how to change the sky.

But at the same time, a huge sorrow arose in the hearts of some powerful people.

The path to enlightenment through merit and virtue requires Hongmeng Purple Qi. Killing three corpses to attain enlightenment is like the moon in a flower in a mirror. So where is their path forward?

Deep in the Netherworld Blood Sea, the place is filled with white bones. The cold, bloody water is constantly surging, and the rich smell of blood is nauseating.

Among the countless white bones, a huge black egg trembled slightly, as if it had huge vitality, rising and falling together. Outside the black egg shell, bursts of faint light were emitted. The rich black light seemed to have the characteristics of devouring everything, swallowing up the surrounding people. Everything was swallowed up.

After an unknown amount of time, the giant black egg began to vibrate more violently.

The next moment, there was a sudden click on the dark shell that could swallow everything.

Then bursts of cracks appeared on the black shell, and a long and sharp mouthpart protruded from the shell.

Then, the head, chest, and abdomen poked out one after another. A pair of compound eyes on the head shone with bursts of light, and a cunning and greedy look came towards the face.

Finally, a pair of wings that were about the same size as the body were slowly revealed, and the creature born in the sea of ​​blood emerged directly from the giant black egg.

Looking at it again at this time, I can see that it is actually an extremely huge mosquito.

Just after birth, the aura exuding from his body was at the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

"The abominable Styx swallowed up your origin, Grandpa Mosquito, hundreds of millions of years ago. If not for this, why would Grandpa Mosquito be born just now?"

That's right, the big patterned child in front of you is the famous Mosquito Taoist.

Born in the sea of ​​blood, he is a Hongmeng alien species and is born with the ability to master the Law of Devouring and the Law of Space.

During the battle of Conferring God, he was captured by Zhunti, the Second Sage of the West. Then, the Taoist Jieyin handed the Taoist Mosquito to the care of Bailiantongzi.

Unexpectedly, the White Lotus boy accidentally released the mosquito Taoist.

As a result, the Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit, one of the three Holy Mothers of Jiejiao, was directly sucked dry by the Mosquito Taoist.

Then, Taoist Mosquito sneaked into the West and absorbed the third level of the 12th level of the West's destiny-suppressing treasure, reducing it from the 12th level to the 9th level, causing huge losses to the West.

"It's a pity that part of my origin was absorbed by the old monster in the Styx. Otherwise, as one of the first creatures in the world, how could I only have this little cultivation?"

The mosquito Taoist's eyes were full of complaints. He shook his head, stretched out his huge mouthparts, and began to suck the black shell that gave birth to himself.