Just when the golden cicada closed its eyes to absorb the aura, wanted to recover the lost divine power, prepared to deal with the enemy with all his strength, and no longer paid attention to the ancestor of the Styx, a stream of light came from the west, and rushed into the sky above the realm of the sea of blood with some hesitation, looking at the golden cicada sitting on the stone pillar, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, his eyes showed a trace of violence, and he waved the blessing pestle in his hand fiercely.

The quasi-Daoist is not stupid, he knows that although the golden cicada has not achieved sanctification, but the divine power in the body is mixed with the luck of the gods and demons, coupled with the holy power imported by the senior brother to guide the Taoist, it has gathered a unique energy, although this energy can not be compared with the power of the Great Dao, but it is indistinguishable from the holy power, if it is really relying on the Dao to fight, who wins and who loses is unknown.

And although the golden cicada was crisscrossing the wilderness, he did not have a magic weapon in his hand, which was the opportunity for the quasi-Tidao people to win, so they came up and attacked with a magic weapon, which was to take advantage of it with one blow, and also to lead the golden cicada to leave this blood sea area and reach other regions to fight.

At the moment, although the Styx Ancestor is sinking in the sea of blood, who knows if this guy will suddenly make a move to help the Golden Cicada deal with him, after all, the two sides have become mortal enemies in the Western Realm, and the enemy of the enemy is a friend, this kind of truth, as a cunning Styx Ancestor, how can he not understand?

The blessed divine pestle was full of holy power, rushing through the space and making a blasting sound, and the Styx Ancestor, who was sunk in the sea of blood, frowned slightly, and wanted to take a step forward, but after all, he still stood in place, and the corners of his mouth turned slightly: "Let's see how this silkworm god is capable of?" If he can really be an enemy of Zhun Ti, then he will join forces with him and kill the Western saints. ”

The Styx Ancestor stood in the sea of blood, holding a divine sword in each hand, staring at the figure of the golden cicada, but saw that the other party did not pay any attention to the blessed divine pestle, as if sleeping, and continued to sit on the stone pillar, ignoring this quasi-Daoist at all.

Such a scene fell into the eyes of the Styx Ancestor, which made him very surprised, and he even secretly scolded the golden cicada in his heart, which was really unwise. The blessed pestle entrusts the holy soul of the Taoist, and it is the natal magic weapon of the Taoist sacrifice, and the power is comparable to the power of the saint.

Although the golden cicada was born in the wilderness, even before receiving the Taoist, but relying on the physical body to resist the power of the natal magic weapon, it is really a mistake in the head, isn't this a convulsion?

And just as the Styx Ancestor was muttering secretly, the leading person also showed a mocking look on the corner of his mouth, and his body instantly turned into a streamer, heading straight for the golden cicada, wanting to take the opportunity to kill the other party when the golden cicada was fighting with the blessed divine pestle.

Although Hongjun Daozu ordered the order to hunt down, but in the hearts of the Daoist, the golden cicada has already been on the list of mortals, if he can't take this opportunity to kill this evil animal, and if he wants to kill the other party in the future, it will definitely not be easy.

And just when the guide turned into a streamer, two rays of light, one white and one black, appeared in the eyes of the golden cicada, and these two colors of light appeared at once, like electric light, one went straight to the blessing pestle, and the other went straight to the guide and attacked.

"What's that?"

'Boom'

Before the words of the Styx Ancestor fell, the black light fell on the blessed divine pestle, and suddenly turned into the image of the giant python of the desolation, wrapped around the body of the blessed divine pestle, and tightened the other party more and more, making the blessed divine pestle tremble lightly, constantly fighting against the giant python elephant in the air.

And the white light collided with the holy power of the guide Taoist, and there was a rumbling sound, and when the light dissipated, I saw the guide Daoist return to the sky, and the golden cicada also got up slightly and stood on the stone pillar.

Although the white light dissipated, looking at the frightened look on the face of the person who received the Dao, the Styx Ancestor also knew that the white light just now made the person who received the Dao return in vain, even if he did not bring any injuries to the other party, it was also on the same level as the opponent's holy power.

"Hehe, obedient nephew, it's not that Uncle Shi won't allow you, but that you leak the secret of heaven, Daozu personally ordered, come with us, and take you to the outer heavens to pronounce the sentence, the nephew is still a beginner, don't embarrass Uncle Shi."

The person who received the Dao with his hands behind his back, showing a warm color on the surface, and such a kind appearance made the Styx Ancestors all eyes surprised, but he did not expect that the silkworm god who had always been famous in the Pangu Continent would become a disciple of the Daoist. If so, it won't help you, and I'm afraid it will increase the strength of the enemy.

No, this guide is a good plan, rub, this is obviously said to him, obviously telling the Styx Ancestor that this battle is their private matter, if the Styx Ancestor intervenes, it will not make the golden cicada grateful, and in the end, it will be thankless.

Grandma's bear, you are really a good guide, but the silkworm god is the person chosen by Taiyuan, and he can connect with you in the West so easily, even if he becomes your disciple in the West, if you want to kill him today, what can you have to do with you in the West in the future?

Thinking of this, the eyes of the Styx Ancestor lit up, it turned out that the silkworm god could worship the Taoist as a teacher, so can he worship me as a teacher? No, hehe, the Asura Sect is lacking a master, and it is also a beautiful thing that this silkworm god can live under my seat and help the Asura Sect become strong.

"There is no excuse for the sin you want to add."

Just when the Styx Ancestor was about to set foot in the outside world and prepare to support the golden cicada, the golden cicada sneered slightly and glanced at the sky mockingly.

At this time, a streamer descended in front of the quasi-Daoist, it was the person who received the Dao, and then a streamer also quickly landed beside the Daoist, it was the Yuan Shi Tianzun.

I'm rubbing, three saints, what kind of evil did this golden cicada do? provoked Hongjun to make such a big move, I am afraid that it is the first major event after the Great Dao is formed, and the Three Realms are initially decided.

"Hongjun, you really look up to me, I actually worked three saints to come forward, and in the future, I am afraid that my name as a golden cicada will resound through the gods and demons."

"Golden Cicada, if you don't bow down and catch it, you slander Dao Ancestor like this, hum, what an arrogant beast."

All along, the Zhun Tidao people are dissatisfied with the golden cicada, that innate disgust, so that he doesn't know when it will rise, maybe because of the relationship with the tree, maybe long before the tree, he is dissatisfied with the ruthless silkworm god who stands above the gods and demons, maybe this is jealousy.

But today, he was going to kill the other party, and the eyes of the quasi-Daoist exuded a chill, and he coldly scolded the golden cicada, and he also reached out to withdraw the blessing pestle, ready to fight with the two.

"Senior brother, Dao Ancestor is ordering us to arrest the golden cicada, and Hugh wants to say something that angers him."

The usher stepped forward, with a hint of guilt in his eyes, and looked at the golden cicada standing on the stone pillar now. If there is no order from the Dao Ancestor, this is definitely the person who inherits his mantle and inheritance, and there is no one to speak of. But now, due to various reasons, he has missed his beloved disciple, and only he knows the sorrow in his heart.