After countless years of struggle, my disciple turned the prehistoric world into a top world

Nether Sea of ​​Blood.

Two great saints, one Hunyuan were brought together in this way.

The appearance of this scene gradually caused a worldwide sensation.

Not to mention anything else, if they really go to war, it will definitely cause a catastrophe that will destroy the world.

"Styx, you are courting death!"

Yuanshi Tianzun directly sprayed, without giving any face.

They are not what they were before, they are already saints now.

As the incarnation of Pan Gu Yuanshen, who even claimed to be Pan Gu authentic, how could they admit it?

"So much nonsense, if you want to fight, then fight."

"It just so happens that my ancestor's killing sword has not been stained with the saint's blood for a long time."

As Minghe's voice fell, Yuantu Abi behind him trembled violently, as if he was about to get out of his body at any time.

The terrifying murderous aura rippled like a torrential rain.

An invisible murderous intent suddenly exploded.

There is no room for negotiation at all in a rapid straight-line hurricane.

God damn it!

Kill!

Kill all beings!

Kill nothing!

Finally, the breath of killing the saint appeared.

When this breath appeared, all living beings felt the knife of death hanging over their heads.

Since no matter how hard you try, you can't get rid of it, like a tarsal maggot.

When this murderous aura erupted, Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi had an inexplicable fight.

There is some weight in my heart.

They also watched that battle back then.

Back then, Styx's murderous aura was not as terrifying.

But now, what kind of concept is it that can make even saints fear.

Killing Dao Styx is so terrifying!

The fear of the gallbladder was forcibly suppressed by them.

They came to this sea of ​​blood just to ask for an explanation, otherwise what would be the prestige they accumulated, what would be their face?

I can't justify anything.

The blessing of these things forced them to explode directly, without any room for maneuver.

"court death!!!"

Yuan Shi was seriously cold and couldn't bear it anymore.

He was originally the person with the best face, and if this Styx didn't give him face in the eyes of the people in the world, he just slapped him in the face.

In any case, he is bound to fight back.

The Pangu banner was taken out, and the banner pointed to Styx.

In the midst of tension, it seemed that a big battle could no longer be avoided.

"The poor dao is too high, please give advice to fellow daoists."

At this moment, Lao Tzu stood up.

already expressed his determination.

No one expected that things would turn into this situation.

They thought that the two sides would just talk about it. After all, the catastrophe of all races is coming, and all forces don't want to lose troops or generals.

But in the end a fight is always inevitable.

For this reason, these supreme beings are not afraid.

Beiju Luzhou.

Western teaching.

Originally, Zhunti was still in a good mood, but when Minghe said that he hadn't been stained with the blood of a saint for a long time, Zhunti burst into pieces.

i fucking....

Bringing up old things again, my mentality collapsed again!

No matter what his future holds, this shame cannot be suppressed no matter what.

Under Zhunti's hearing, what kind of sound exploded in his ears.

Zhunti, whose eyes were already bloodshot, had bloodshot eyes and uttered King Kong's wrath.

"Stained with the blood of a saint? This is right. A saint loses to a being who is not a saint. He is No. 1. There will never be one in the past, and there will be no one in the future."

"Who says it's not, so I would rather become a demon and become a fairy than a monk. Not only does he have no hair, but he also... falls! Share! Ah!"

"But it's okay, anyway, those two bald guys have thick skins!"

Hearing these noisy voices, Zhunti's chest heaved violently.

The huge anger almost crushed him to death.

"Pfft!"

When this anger reached an extreme and could not be vented, Zhunti couldn't help but vomited some saint's blood.

I haven't dyed it for a long time, this time I don't need to draw a sword... I also dyed it.

"Zizi Minghe is too deceitful!"

"The poor monk must make him die without a place to bury him."

Zhunti, who originally wanted to watch the tigers fight across the mountain, took off in anger.

Didn't Laozi Yuanshi go?

How about adding him?

This time, no matter what the benefits are or not, the old monk just wants to mess with you.

"Junior brother, hey..."

Jieyin gritted his teeth and followed.

Although it is not the best time for them to go out at this time, who has not been impulsive in life?

In fact, Zhunti has always had another obsession in his heart.

This obsession is Styx.

It's today, it's today.

"Forget it, forget it, let the poor monk be willful for a while."

The Second Saint of the West is leaving the customs at this moment, aiming at Patriarch Styx.

The purple air came from the east, mighty and mighty.

When this image appeared, everyone was horrified.

"This... this is the image of a saint traveling!"

"Are there any saints born?"

All the people who were watching the play relaxedly stood up.

Cave houses, cave heavens, and statues existed all over the world, all of which were born.

The catastrophe of all races.

The protagonist of heaven and earth.

Pangu bit.

These three nouns have resounded through the prehistoric times for many years, and they are still circulating today.

But now, another big thing happened.

And it's still a big deal that I can't help but want to bear.

It seems that the Hunyuan Realm and the Saint Realm are about to compete again!

Is this the prelude to the catastrophe of all races?

"come yet?"

Staring at the sky, the pupils of many people contracted extremely.

"Yes...it was Zhunti who received the guidance, it turned out to be them."

"Oops, Styx is going to be in trouble."

The Hunyuan Realm and the Saint Realm are both detached realms.

There is only one Hunyuan in the Asura clan, and that is the god of killing Styx.

But this time the saints present, apart from Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi, probably also added Zhun Ti and Ying Yin.

The gathering of the four saints, no matter how strong Styx is, he probably won't be able to hold it.

"The show is about to begin."

"The storm is about to come, this is what the Tribulation of Ten Thousand Clans should look like."

There are those who are indecisive, and naturally there are those who are decisive.

For this kind of militant, the most important thing is not too big.

Back then, the Lich War was just a battle of two saints.

Even after the battle between the traverser and the Yaozu, in essence, it always makes people feel that something is missing.

But it's different now, a world-shattering battle is about to break out among the five detached people.

How can this be spectacular?

They will wait and see. .

Chapter 375

The four sages gather, aiming at Styx.

Storm is coming.

Among the hills, clouds, and rivers, pairs of eyes were fixed on the direction of the sea of ​​blood.

It seems that they are ready to eat melons.

You fight your way, we watch ours.

This feeling is very good.

At least after they have gone through several experiences, the summed up experience is the most beautiful.

"Ziz!"

The invisible fighting spirit has caused the void to explode layer by layer~.

Suddenly, these people moved their hands without hesitation.

"Why did Zhunti pick you up?"