The Great Demon Venerable of the Sea of ​​​​blood

Saying that, Styx sat cross-legged beside the blood pool.This made the Twelve Ancestor Wu stunned for a moment, and then he was greatly moved, good man.

At this moment, they shouted in their hearts, this Daoist Minghe not only didn't pay their attention, but he directly sat on the side to protect the law for them.This moved the Twelve Ancestors who had never experienced anything.

In their opinion, Ming He is definitely a good person, and then several people exchanged their thoughts and said at the same time: "Thank you brother, in the future, brother will be my big brother."

Chapter [-] The Twelve Ancestors are transformed into shapes, and they obtain Mysterious Art (please collect, ask for flowers!)

Originally, Ming He felt very bored when he waited for the Twelve Ancestors to transform, but after a long time, he realized that cultivating by the blood pool was very beneficial to him, which made him have the urge to jump directly.

However, this idea was quickly suppressed by him. If he did, his previous plans would be in vain.

Fortunately, it didn't take long, suddenly the sky was covered with dark clouds, and a vast heavenly might enveloped the entire valley.

"coming!"

When Ming He lit up, he saw that Di Jiang rose directly into the sky, and the blood film on his body slowly detached. Obviously, it was Di Jiang who first transformed.

"Boom, boom!"

As a thunderstorm fell, the blood film on Di Jiang's body finally shattered, revealing a stalwart body.

"Roar!"

Just after taking shape, Di Jiang couldn't help but let out a long howl in excitement, the sound was rolling like a thunder.At the same time, the aura on his body was also rising, and soon he stepped into the Golden Immortal of Daluo and finally stayed at the peak of the initial stage of Daluo.

"It is indeed the body of the ancestor witch, and it is several thousand feet high just after the transformation!"

Looking at Di Jiang's majestic body, Styx praised.

"Thank you big brother for guarding again, Di Jiang is very grateful."

After a while, Di Jiang put away the real body of Zuwu, transformed into an elegant middle-aged man, walked to the Styx River, clasped his fists and saluted.

"Brother Dijiang is very polite. They are all brothers. I also look forward to your twelve younger brothers and sisters being able to transform as soon as possible."

Ming He replied with a smile, and he waited for the Twelve Ancestors to transform into that.Otherwise, even if you want to plan benefits, you won't be able to open your mouth.

In the days that followed, the Twelve Ancestral Witches took shape one after another, but when Xuanming and Houtu took shape, it was a feast for the eyes of Ming He.

The two women's transformations were all naked. Although the real body of Zuwu was revealed at the beginning, when the two women transformed into human figures, Ming He's eyes lit up.

At this moment, the Twelve Ancestors appear in the form of witches, and of course they have to thank Ming He.It can be said that they invited Ming He into the blood pond without hesitation. In their opinion, Ming He is their benefactor and their eldest brother. Of course, there is no problem in entering the blood pond to cultivate together.

Styx was not stingy about this, and passed on some of his cultivation experience to the Twelve Ancestors, which greatly moved the Twelve Ancestors.

"Big Brother Ming He, it seems that you are also cultivating the physical body, but it seems that there is no complete cultivation system. Here is the practice method that we inherited from God Father. Brother Ming He can use it as a reference."

This is Xuan meditating and wanted to take out a piece of jade slip branded, and hand it to Ming He, making Ming He stunned for a moment. After reading the content of the jade slip, he was overjoyed.

Nine-turn Xuan Gong.

That's right, what Xuanming gave to Ming He was the method of sanctification of the flesh handed down by the Great God Pangu, and it was moving Ming He greatly.At the same time, he looked at Xuan Ming with a surprised expression, which made Xuan Ming's face turn red.

"Thank you, Sister Xuanming, but this practice is too precious, what's the point of a poor Taoist?"

Of course, although he knew that this was negotiated and agreed by the Twelve Ancestors, he was still polite.

"Big Brother Ming He, you said it yourself, it's all because your brothers and sisters are polite."

The back soil is also smiling, like a hundred flowers blooming, the beautiful face makes people suffocate.

"Haha, yes, but I've seen the outside world. Fortunately, I'll be here today for the discussion. I happen to store a few jars of fine wine here, and we won't go home if we don't get drunk."

A hundred years later, Ming He left under the reluctant gaze of the Twelve Ancestors. This time the harvest was not small, and it was impossible for him to stay and go again.Although he was very reluctant to two sisters, Xuan Ming and Houtu, he knew his goal and what to do.

The prehistoric and strong are respected, and the slightest inadvertent death will disappear, and there is no room for slack.Although I was a little disappointed that I didn't see the Pangu Temple this time, there was always a chance.

Along the way, the Ming River flew away, and soon came to Buzhou Mountain, which is the area of ​​​​the Qilin tribe.However, what surprised him was that there were very few Qilin people here at the moment, which made him a little confused.You must know that the last time he came to Buzhou Mountain, it was heavily guarded.

He grabbed a unicorn with a golden immortal cultivation base, and Ming He asked, "Where have all your Qilin people gone?"

Ming He's face was icy cold, his body filled with suffocation, and the frightened Golden Immortal Qilin hurriedly explained everything.

"Senior, spare your life, it was the ancestor who brought our clan masters to conquer the dragon clan."

"I see!"

Hearing the words, Ming He's eyes flickered. At this moment, he understood that the catastrophe had completely erupted. He crushed the golden immortal unicorn at will, and Ming He flew directly towards the battlefield.

Chapter [-] The decisive battle of the three clans, the hatred of Zulong (for collection, for flowers!)

"kill!"

The battle of the three clans, the sound of killing, the roar, and Styx could feel the suffocating anger and resentment before he even arrived.

The murderous aura soared to the sky, the powerhouses of the three tribes were waving the battle flag, and the dense army was fighting.Great war, unprecedented war.In the end, the entire battlefield was full of broken limbs and broken arms, and blood splattered.

At this moment, Ming He was also very shocked, even if he had killed many people since he was born again, this moment could not help but be moved.

Even if he can kill Daluo Jinxian, it is an individual after all.The big scene in front of him is full of shocking vision.

Over the battlefield, dragons roared, unicorns stepped into the air, and flaming phoenixes soared, dyeing the entire sky red.

Behemoths are fighting in the void, and the quaking void is roaring endlessly.

At this moment, Ming He was shocked to find that these three cultivators had red eyes and a suffocating aura spread all over their bodies. Now they are fighting desperately, and some of them even rushed into the opponent's crowd and blew themselves up.

"Is this the power of calamity?"