The journey of creation from fantasy to reality

When Ling Xiao appeared in the military camp, there were immediately countless blood-red figures, all turning around and rushing towards him.

At first glance, it seems really impressive.

As for these bloody figures swarming towards them, Ling Xiao, as their master, naturally would not feel this way, but felt very relieved.

However, looking at the thousands of extra blood-red figures, Ling Xiao frowned slightly.

The addition of these thousands of blood river puppets will naturally increase Ling Xiao's strength a lot again.

However, if these thousands of Blood River puppets are allowed to all return and merge into the Blood River realm.

Then, the chaotic fragments of consciousness of thousands of people will inevitably cause Ling Xiao's consciousness to fall into an extremely dangerous chaotic situation.

Therefore, facing these thousands of blood river puppets, Ling Xiao's heart was naturally very tangled.

If he completely fused these puppets, although it would greatly increase his power, it would also cause his mind to fall into chaos.

However, if he were asked to completely give up this huge power, he would be extremely reluctant to give up.

Of course, these blood river puppets are under his control after all. If he spends a certain amount of time and effort, he can naturally completely wipe out the consciousness of these souls, leaving only the core spirituality.

However, this process will not be short-lived.

However, even if these thousands of blood river puppets are taken to the deep mountains and old forests, it is completely impossible to hide them based on the current situation and technological level of Blue Star.

And just when Ling Xiao was extremely entangled and didn't know what to do, a cold voice sounded behind him.

"You are on the wrong path"

"who?"

Ling Xiao was shocked, but he didn't look back. Instead, he turned into a stream of light and rushed forward.

When he arrived among the countless blood river puppets, he quickly turned around and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a man in blood-clothed clothes standing quietly where Ling Xiao had been standing just now.

Ling Xiao could feel a touch of oppression and a feeling of closeness from the other party.

"The reaction is quite fast, but don't think about it. If I really want to kill you, how will I give you time to react?"

Seeing Ling Xiao's reaction, the man in blood-clothed clothes made no other moves and just said calmly.

"Who are you?"

Ling Xiao did not respond to the blood-clothed man's words, but asked rather vigilantly.

"I? Haha, you can call me ancestor"

The man in blood-clothed clothes chuckled and said matter-of-factly.

However, Ling Xiao did not think that this was a matter of course.

Therefore, after listening to the blood-clothed man's words, his face immediately became extremely ugly, and a surge of murderous intent surged up, but he was forced to suppress it.

This man is obviously much stronger than me. If he shows murderous intent again, wouldn't he be the old man who hangs himself - seeking death?

"Your Excellency is very powerful. Since you don't want to say it, just let it go. But why should you insult me?"

"Insulted? When did I insult you?"

The man in blood-clothed clothes was slightly startled and asked in surprise.

"Then let me call you"

Ling Xiao feels a little angry. I admit that you are strong, but there is no need to be like this, right?

You asked me to call you ancestor, aren't you still insulting me?

Ling Xiao saw that this man was not much older than him, so he asked him to call him ancestor. How could he not be angry?

"Oh~? You are talking about calling me ancestor. This is really not an insult to you.

No matter what my identity or age is, you should call me "ancestor". "

The man in blood suddenly looked at Ling Xiao, who had walked the farthest on the path of blood in this world, and explained patiently.

This is a big treasure. It is the most obvious and powerful coordinate point that I came into this world.

After all, we need to establish a good relationship.

Of course, his so-called good relationship is definitely not like turning into a licking dog.

Being able to treat Ling Xiao relatively gently, answer some of his questions, and give him some guidance on cultivation is already a great favor. To say he is condescending is not an exaggeration.

"Haha, you really don't know the identity of your senior?"

Ling Xiao sneered, the spiritual energy of this world has only been revived for a few years, and even the oldest person is only a hundred years old at most.

Moreover, if this person is not related to me, what qualifications does he have to call me ancestor?

"Oh, you kid

But forget it, as the saying goes, the ignorant are not guilty. If you don’t know my identity, I won’t blame you.”

"Oh~, then I wonder who the senior is?"

"My identity?

Boy, I want to ask you, where did you learn this Netherworld Blood River technique? "

Regarding Ling Xiao's question, the man in blood-clothed clothes did not answer directly, but asked rather playfully.

"Where else can I learn this? Naturally, I can understand it by experiencing the scenes of the ancient world in the small world.

Moreover, I don’t call this the Netherworld Blood River Dafa, but just call it the Blood River Dafa.”

Ling Xiao frowned, a faint sense of foreboding lingering in his heart, which made him suppress the throbbing in his heart and spoke patiently.

"Hmm~! You came here to experience the scene of the ancient world, so what did you realize?"

"What else could it be? That must be the blood sea where the Styx Patriarch is.

Could it be that you are?"

Ling Xiao answered without thinking, and then he seemed to suddenly remember something, and he widened his eyes in disbelief, staring at the blood-stained man opposite him.

"Yeah! Just as you imagined."

Seeing Ling Xiao's reaction, the blood-stained man nodded faintly.

"Could it be that the senior is really the Asura descended from the blood sea? No wonder I feel so kind, and there is an instinctive oppression from the superior.

And, if the senior is really an Asura, he must have lived for who knows how many years?

It's only natural for me to call him the ancestor."

Looking at the blood-stained man opposite him, nodding to confirm his guess, Ling Xiao couldn't help but whisper to himself excitedly.

"Uh

Is this what I, this old ancestor, meant?

Okay, think whatever you want."

The blood-clothed man, or the old ancestor of the Styx, looked at the excited and somewhat confused Ling Xiao, and couldn't help feeling speechless.

That's right, this blood-clothed man is not from the Asura clan. He is the creator of the Blood Sea Asura clan, the creator and ruler of the Blood Sea world, the old ancestor of the Styx.

Originally, the old ancestor of the Styx had always been vague in his perception of the Blue Star. Although he also projected some power, it was lost and dissipated in the endless space-time dimension.

It was only after Ling Xiao woke up from his injury, and because he left Shenzhou.

That made Ling Xiao completely let go, and in that mountain forest, he killed and devoured the beasts and creatures in it.

After condensing into this river of blood that gathered countless blood essences, the breath of death of creatures, and the souls of countless creatures.

This made the old ancestor of the Styx have a clearer positioning of the coordinates of the Blue Star.

He then cast a ray of his mind and strength, which descended directly into Ling Xiao's blood river.