Honghuang: I am the Great Emperor of Longevity in the South Pole.

"The Yuanshi General Seal has been transformed into the Yuanshi Fu Ming Seal after being infused with the power of destiny?"

"And I came up with this seal method?"

"This is my magical power that can use destiny."

Chen Changsheng sighed slightly.

Even if he practiced destiny in the Daluo Jinxian realm, he was unable to transform the power of destiny into magical power, but simply used it crudely.

But now, by chance, the Yuanshi General Seal given by the master has undergone such a change and turned into the Yuanshi Fu Ming Seal.

And this life seal has now evolved into the most suitable magical power for him. He can use this seal to do things such as longevity, saving people, and transcending destiny.

It can be said.

This life seal has become his fundamental seal method, with immeasurable and incredible power.

"I have to find an opportunity to verify its power."

Chen Changsheng's heart moved.

Because the Yuanshi General Seal given by Master Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun contains the Dao rhyme that can resist a saint's attack, Chen Changsheng could only use it as a defense.

However, after being infected by the power of fate and transformed into the Yuanshi Fuming Seal, Chen Changsheng's control over this seal method has greatly improved, and he can even attack in his perception.

Chen Changsheng naturally wants to make good use of it and maximize the power of the Yuanshi Fuming Seal.

His eyes flashed.

"In this case, it will be just right to deal with the quasi-saint clone of our Styx Patriarch."

Chen Changsheng originally had no intention of competing with any quasi-saint.

After all, even if a cultivator who has reached the perfection of the Daluo Jinxian wants to deal with a quasi-saint, it is completely a fool's dream.

It is almost impossible to kill an enemy across a large realm in the prehistoric world.

At most, he wanted to let Taoist Mosquito to do something.

Even with the acquired treasure, the Hongmeng Heaven-Measure Ruler, Chen Changsheng did not think of fighting the incarnation of the Styx Patriarch who was looking for him.

But now the situation has changed.

In the dark.

He felt that his current Yuanshi Fu Mingyin could play an unexpected role on the incarnation of the Styx Patriarch.

Since it is already a life seal.

He naturally wanted to get rid of the incarnation of the Styx Patriarch.

Moreover, Lady Pingxin had told him that the other party came out with the twelve-grade karma fire red lotus this time. If he could really kill it, he would have one more top-grade innate spiritual treasure. Why not do it?

Chen Changsheng wanted to use this powerful seal on a good blade.

Thinking of this, he stood up suddenly, and his eyes burst into brilliance.

"Azhu, let's go and kill the saint now!"

"......"

Zhuque did not expect that Chen Changsheng would come to kill the saint, and his face was full of shock.

If Chen Changsheng hadn't explained later that this Saint was only a quasi-saint, she would have thought that Chen Changsheng in front of her was confused by Po Xun.

However.

Even dealing with a quasi-saint was already very surprising to Zhuque.

You have to know that she herself was once the overlord of the Phoenix clan and cultivated to the current realm. Even so, she couldn't say that she could kill a quasi-saint across a large realm.

Even if this quasi-saint was just an incarnation of the Blood God.

Now that Chen Changsheng was so confident, she naturally had to witness it with her own eyes.

......

The wind was howling, the thunder and lightning roared, and a bloody figure stepped on the sea. It was an incarnation of the Blood God at the quasi-saint level of the Styx Laozi.

"Haha, after the last lesson, you didn't even hide your blood. You deserve to be found by me, the ancestor."

Following the trajectory of the blood.

The Blood God showed a cruel smile, searched forward, and finally found the other party's figure at the end of the blood line.

But the scene he saw was not quite the same as he imagined.

The one dripping blood was a man with long silver hair, and a scarlet bird was perched on his shoulder.

But there was no fear in the eyes of either the man or the bird.

As a being who practices the innate killing way, the Shura way, and the great way of blood, the Blood God easily judged the emotions contained in the eyes of the man and the bird.

The latter was slightly alert but full of curiosity.

The former was eager to try, with a hint of excitement.

Such an attitude was not at all like the demeanor of meeting a quasi-saint.

Moreover.

His eyes narrowed.

The end of the blood line was from the gap on the man's finger.

They deliberately lured me here.

There is danger.

The first time.

This was the reaction of the Blood God.

But then, he laughed foolishly at his own idea.

A quasi-saint Blood God against two Daluo Jinxian YuanA cultivator of full level, it is impossible for him to escape.

Even if he has doubts.

After all, Blood God Son still has the character of the Styx Patriarch, and finally sacrifices the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus.

However.

At this moment.

He saw the man forming a seal in his sight.

Countless clear air lingered around the seal, and the clear air looked like the Yuqing fairy air of the Chan Sect established by Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, but it seemed to be undergoing different changes.

The clear air continued to condense, and seemed to turn into a spring, and the spring directly contained an indescribable Tao rhyme.

It seemed incomplete, but it seemed to have great power.

"This is fate..."

Before Blood God Son finished speaking, he saw the illusory seal pass through the spring and directly cover his forehead.

The twelve-grade karmic fire red lotus he used to defend the seal had already been deflected by the southern flame flag summoned by the opponent.

With a loud bang.

The Blood God Son immediately lost all consciousness.

The Nine Netherworld.

Shura Road.

The Styx Patriarch stood up suddenly.

Just a moment ago.

The quasi-saint-level Blood God Son incarnation holding the twelve-grade karmic fire red lotus completely lost contact, as if he had encountered a higher-dimensional force, and disappeared without any resistance.

Which saint made a move?

The Styx Patriarch was shocked and angry.

In his eyes, the Blood God Son clone with the twelve-grade karmic fire red lotus could already walk freely in the prehistoric world. As long as the saint did not make a move, his Blood God Son would definitely be one of the most difficult quasi-saint clones.

Such a Blood God Son clone was killed in an instant, and he didn't even have time to pass any information to his original body.

Such a change.

Apart from the quasi-saints, the only ones who can take action are the saints.

The current quasi-saints in the prehistoric world will definitely give him some face when they see him, the ancestor of the Styx. In this case, it should be the work of a saint.

In other words.

The one he is pursuing has a backer behind him, and this backer is not ordinary. He is willing to take action against his clone during the Conferred God Tribulation.