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

The lower realm of the ten quasi-holy monks in heaven is so terrifying that all races in the ancient world tremble!

There are hundreds of millions of people gathered in the entire Netherworld Sea. With the terrifying information network of Heavenly Court, sooner or later the Netherworld Sea will encounter the people of Heavenly Court.

Without Empress Pingxin, only the Five Ghost Emperors and Mosquito Taoists are left in the entire Netherworld Sea.

There is no ability to compete with Heaven at all, so the main force can only be placed on Styx.

Ming He picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Easy to say, easy to say, just leave this matter to the ancestor."

Styx didn't care at all whether he was an enemy of Heaven.

Heaven is nothing, he has 480 million Blood God Sons with him, and he is not afraid even if the Emperor Taiyi of the East comes in person.

Taoist Mosquito was even happier after receiving Styx's assurance. He picked up the tea bowl and said, "Ancestor is very generous. Little Mosquito uses tea instead of wine and has a toast to our ancestor."

"Done!"

The River Styx is drained in one gulp, and the monsters don’t come, so that’s it.

If the demon clan dares to come, he will let hundreds of millions of monks in the ancient world know whether the sword in his Styx hand is still good or not.

Above the sea of ​​​​blood, I don’t know when, large swaths of dark clouds appeared, and the demonic energy rolled in, covering the sky and the sun, making countless Asuras tremble slightly, looking up at the sky, with some fear on their faces.

From this large swath of monster cloud, they felt the aura of the same level as their ancestors.

"Gurgling."

Countless Asuras sank into the depths of the blood sea again.

The gods are fighting and the mortals are suffering. Something is wrong, so they should hide for a while before talking about it.

Above the sea of ​​blood, Shang Yang was wearing a five-color floral dress. She was so beautiful, she couldn't help but remind her.

"Ancestor Styx is very powerful. Even His Majesty the Eastern Emperor praised him. This time, let's discuss it carefully with Styx and try not to start a war."

She knew Gui Che's character very well. He was violent, manic, and fearless of heaven and earth. She was really worried that Gui Che would not be able to control himself and would directly confront Styx.

Fei Lian also nodded, "What Shang Yang said makes sense. That guy from Styx has been practicing in the Sea of ​​Blood for countless thousands of years. His strength is really not something to brag about. Let's restrain ourselves and just ask for the human race."

"I know, I know."

Gui Che nodded impatiently.

Shang Yang and Fei Lian looked at each other, still worried.

At the same time, a million miles away from Wanshou Mountain, Jiuying and his party were on their way.

He was tall, and his body was as thick as a wall of iron.

"That town elder is so crazy that he doesn't understand the law, and he actually protects the human race. It's really hard to understand."

Yingzhao guessed, "Perhaps it's because His Majesty and the Demon Master killed his friend Ancestor Hongyun back then. This was done to retaliate against my Heavenly Court."

Jiuying Jiejie smiled strangely, "It doesn't matter what the elder of the town thinks, if he knows what's going on and surrenders to the human race, then forget it. If he doesn't surrender, huh."

Yingzhao said quickly, "Jiuying, you have forgotten the demon master's advice. Don't quarrel with Zhen Yuanzi if there is no need. Zhen Yuanzi is not an easy person."

Jiuying sneered and said, "The elder of the town is wise enough to not quarrel with each other, but if he insists on his own way and insists on protecting the human race, we will be indifferent?"

Yingzhao couldn't help but fell silent.

When they were in Heaven, their two majesties emphasized many times that the souls of the human race can help the demon clan, and the human race must rely on the heaven.

The demon master Kunpeng, along with three demon saints including Fei Dan, Ji Meng, and Qin Yuan, rushed to the East China Sea, the place where the human race originated.

In the vast sea of ​​clouds, Kunpeng and the others were flying in front, followed by a hundred thousand elite demon clansmen.

For some reason, a bad premonition suddenly flashed through Kunpeng's heart.

But he quickly shook his head and suppressed his thoughts.

The human race lives in a corner of the East China Sea, facing mountains on three sides.

And the saint's ashram, Jin'ao Island, is located deep in the East China Sea. How far apart the two are, it will definitely not attract the saint.

In the land of the blood sea, Gui Che and three other demon saints led hundreds of thousands of elites and flew to the edge of the blood sea, which is the Netherworld Sea.

The sea of ​​​​blood is boundless, the blood waves are rolling, stirring up thousands of waves, and a strong smell of blood is constantly coming.

Guiche frowned, "I don't know how Styx has lived in a place like this for so many years. I'm really speechless."

Fei Lian looked at the countless ant-like humans living on the black earth mountains in the first layer of the Nether Sea, and shouted, "What are you looking at!"

Shang Yang exclaimed, "There are so many human beings."

A flash of greed and excitement flashed in Gui Che's eyes.

The number of human races he saw alone was no less than one trillion.

And this is only the human race on the first level of the Netherworld Sea. There are still not many human races living in the lower layers.

Gui Che was secretly happy. It seemed that this time he was going to be the number one in Tianzi by killing people.

Gui Che cleared his throat and waved his hand, and ten Taiyi Demon Kings behind him waved their sticks and began to beat the heavenly drums.

"Dong dong dong!"

The sound of the heavenly drum was deafening. After nine blasts, Gui Che said loudly, "Heavenly Ghost Chariot Demon Saint, Fei Lian Demon Saint, and Shang Yang Demon Saint have come to visit fellow Taoist Minghe. Please also ask fellow Taoist Minghe to show up." See you.”

In the Senluo Palace, Ming He's hand holding the teacup froze, and a cold look appeared on his face, "These demon clans really dare to come to my blood sea and act recklessly!"

The mosquito Taoist said with a smile on his face, "A few demon saints are nothing. The ancestor can take action and capture them with ease."

"Little Mosquito leads all the elite soldiers and generals in the underworld to cheer for our ancestors."

"Come on, let's go take a look."

"yes."

Taoist Mosquito stood up, his temperament changed, "Where are Yu Lei and others?"

The space was torn apart, and the Five Ghost Emperors who were busy at work appeared.

"Mobilize troops and call all the Golden Immortals in our underworld. Oh no, all the ghost messengers above the Heavenly Immortals."

Even if we lose the battle, we can't lose our momentum, not to mention that it is a battle that must be won.

"Yes, Great Emperor."

Yu Lei hurriedly retreated, and appeared again in a quarter of an hour, "Great Emperor, everyone is ready and can set off at any time."

"Okay, follow me and the Asura Taoist."

"Yes."

"Hualala!"

The endless sea of ​​blood set off huge waves.

The Styx Patriarch sat on the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus, and the two magic swords of Avici and Yuantu behind him emitted a powerful killing intention. He floated to the surface of the sea of ​​blood. Although he was alone, he seemed to be able to resist a million troops.

Not long after the Styx appeared, the sea of ​​blood began to shake again with "Hualala".

Hundreds of thousands of ghost messengers and a considerable number of Asuras were led by the Mosquito Taoist and the Five Ghost Emperors to the surface of the sea.

Not to mention the strength, just the number of people is more than the demon soldiers and demon generals brought by the Ghost Car, and in terms of momentum, it is far more.

Minghe glanced at the Taoist Mosquito with satisfaction. This mosquito is not bad, and he knows how to deal with things. If he had really killed it in the sea of ​​blood that year, it would be a pity.

The Ghost Car Demon Saint looked at Minghe solemnly, and then looked at the posture of the Taoist Mosquito behind him, and couldn't help frowning.