At first, it was his negligence to be branded on the River Styx.

However, after he left the plane, the latter naturally lost his sense of imprint, and it was normal for him to not be able to find himself.

And the moment he returned to the Immortal Sword Plane, the latter was probably already sensing his existence.

If you are taking a slow step, the latter may have to pass by yourself.

Seeing that Mu Qingxiao was fearless and thinking idly, the black-robed figure was slightly stunned, and the black-robed robe waved violently.

"Ant, die."

"Bang!"

In an instant, a pillar of blood-colored light pierced through the sky and blasted towards Mu Qingxiao at a thunderous speed.

"Boom! Bang! Bang! ”

The sea of blood was surging, countless blood peaks were destroyed and collapsed, and finally corroded into blood water, completely integrated into the sea of blood.

Above the void, pillars of blood-colored light ran down, each containing vast energy, piercing through the clouds and directly towards Mu Qingxiao's body.

However, the space was distorted, and at some point, Mu Qingxiao's figure had retreated thousands of feet away, and all the blood-colored pillars of light fell into the air and fell into Kunlun.

The crimson peaks were razed to the ground at a devastating rate, forming bottomless potholes with white smoke curling black.

"Huh!"

Seeing that Mu Qingxiao easily dodged the blood-colored pillar of light, a surprised voice suddenly came from the black robe.

"Immortal, you are already an earth immortal!"

In the black robe, a pair of sharp and cold eyes looked at the young man hundreds of feet away, and his words were full of disbelief.

At this moment, the Styx Ancestor's brows jumped wildly, and he seriously sensed the breath of the young man in front of him, although he was restrained, he could still faintly sense that vast and majestic immortal power!

But it's only been ten years of hard work, and I remember that when I first met the latter on the River Styx, he was just an ant in the Mahayana period.

However, he hasn't seen him for ten years, but he is still at the level of an earth immortal, how can he not be shocked.

From ancient times to the present, except for some existences that have just been born as Tianjiao, how can there be such a terrifying growth rate, let alone in the land of thin projectiles/pills like immortal qi.

This son must have a shocking big secret on his body!

Thinking of this, the sharp eyes of the Styx Ancestor shrouded in black robes released an indescribable greedy gaze, eager to immediately peel off the skin and cramp the young man in front of him and take out all the secrets!

"Boy, give the secret on your body to this seat, and this seat will spare you from death, how about it?"

"Groan—"

However, as soon as the latter's words fell, a brilliant light pierced the sky in the void, as fast as Jing Hong, and in an instant, it arrived in front of the Styx Ancestor and swept towards his neck.

"Tear up!"

With the sound of the black robe tearing, the figure shrouded in it appeared, and then a frightened voice spat out from his mouth: "Mole ant, what a gut! ”

The black robe was torn, instantly turned into blood and water, the soul sword turned back, Mu Qingxiao's eyes narrowed, and a touch of disappointment flashed in it.

I wanted to take off the latter's head with a sword, but I didn't expect that the black robe was actually a defensive magic weapon derived from the sea of blood.

At this moment, standing in the void was an old man dressed in blood-colored robes, with a thin and cold face.

The old man was carrying two fairy swords, his clothes were hunting, his long black hair was flying, and his eyes were sharp and indifferent, as if all the creatures in the world could hardly meet his eyes.

Styx Ancestor looked at the soul sword surrounding Mu Qingxiao, his face was extremely gloomy, but his heart was extremely surprised.

If it weren't for Fang Cai's vigilance and defensive magic weapon, he might really know the way of this kid's fairy sword!

"Groan!"

Suddenly, the sound of the long sword unsheathed sounded in the sky, and suddenly, the blood light shrouded the void, and in the brilliant and gorgeous, there was a chilling cold killing breath, and the whole heaven and earth trembled!

At this time, the contempt in the eyes of the Styx Ancestor had dissipated, replaced by a touch of solemnity, and even regret that he had not done it at the beginning.

Why did you let this kid go on the River Styx in the first place, it was really a problem to raise a tiger!

Thinking of this, the Styx Ancestor had the mood of Mu Qingxiao's frustration, if it wasn't just an incarnation, where would this ant be allowed to shout in front of him!

With the sound of unsheathing, a blood-filled fierce fairy sword appeared in sight.

The fairy sword is full of vast forest and evil spirits, solemn and sharp, the sword body is full of textures, and there are two divine patterns faintly in the middle of the sword body, revealing an ancient and long-standing atmosphere, I don't know how many creatures hate this fairy sword.

Mu Qingxiao's eyes narrowed, and he clearly saw that there was a faint two-word 'Yuan Tu' on the blood-colored fairy sword!

According to legend, the ancestor of the River Styx had two fairy swords, Yuan Tu and Ah Bi, and the name of the founding religion was killing: killing the sky, killing the earth, and killing all beings.

And the two immortal swords in the hands of the Styx Ancestor, Yuan Tu and Ah Bi, kill people without cause and effect, that is, there will be no karmic retribution problem, which is his way of killing.

Yuan Tu unsheathed, Styx Ancestor stepped on the void, his right hand was raised violently, and the fairy sword slashed down, and then a brilliant blood light slashed towards Mu Qingxiao.

Seeing the sharp and terrifying aura coming, Mu Qingxiao's handsome cheeks were unwavering, and his heart moved, and the black jade pendant on his waist emitted a brilliant light, suspended in the air, forming an enchantment to envelop him.

Candle Dragon Scales!

This immortal defense magic weapon was obtained by Mu Qingxiao from the Prince Changqin in the Ancient Sword Qi Tan Plane, and in the past few decades, it has only been launched twice.

The first time was in the ancient vine and old forest, but in the face of the slash of the Styx Old Ancestor Yuan Tu, I don't know if I can resist it.

For the Candle Dragon Scales, Mu Qingxiao was not distressed, if they were cut here, it would be difficult to come in handy even in the days to come.

What's more, the world-destroying black lotus in his sea of consciousness was suspended on it, and its defensive power was terrifying, and even the Blue Lotus Treasure Flag and Kunlun Mirror of the Queen Mother of the West could only bombard cracks.

Moreover, as he grows, the defense of the Black Lotus of the World Destroying becomes more and more amazing!

The scales of the candle dragon have no growth at all, and compared to it, it is really more than a grade behind.

"Roar—"

Sensing the terrifying slash, a dragon roar resounded through the scales of the candle dragon!

In an instant, an illusory black dragon swept out of the candle dragon's scales and swept towards the blood-colored sword light at a thunderous speed.

"Bang!"

The black dragon collided with the sword light, and with it as the center, the blue sky instantly turned into nothingness.

The two forces clash against each other......

However, it didn't take long for the black dragon to become illusory, and its power receded, finally shattering like an illusion.

The blood-colored sword light was immortal, and it slashed at the scales of the candle dragon in an instant.

"Click! Click......"

Mu Qingxiao didn't dodge, and at the moment when the blood-colored sword light shrouded him, the candle dragon scales also played their last role, blocking the sword, but the jade pendant was covered with dense cracks.

"The first-order defensive magic weapon of the immortal product is worse after all."

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(End of chapter)