The man was carrying two swords on his back, and on the sword swords there were the names of Shenwen Yuantu and Ah Bi, he looked at the direction where Jiang Xiao and Rakshasa left, smiled slightly, and said:

"My daughter's man finally came to pick her up, daughter, although my father could only sense some things about you when I was still a blood demon god, I also knew that the arrival of your man would change everything, I hope that the karmic fire red lotus and the Xuanyuan Water Control Banner can give you more help."

This man is the River Styx, the former Chaos Blood Demon God, when the Rakshasa had the bloodline of the River Styx, close to the Blood Demon God, attached to the Blood Demon God Yuanshen, the Blood Demon God sensed something, so he understood that this Yuan Shen was his daughter, and when he opened the sky, he took the initiative to bear the blow of the Open Heaven Axe, and the Yuan Shen dispersed a lot of real bodies and destroyed, but he preserved the Yuan Shen of the Rakshasa .

When he arrived at the Sea of Blood, the River Styx quickly transformed, and found Ah Bi, Yuan Tu, Karmic Fire Red Lotus and Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, and then he found out where his daughter was, he simply put the Karmic Fire Red Lotus and Xuanyuan Water Control Flag beside Rakshasa to protect his body, the purpose was to let Rakshasa wait for Jiang Xiao to find it.

Such a father can be regarded as the most humane in the desolate world, and Styx is still a cultivator who cultivates in the most polluted sea of blood in the desolate desolation, and being able to avoid being polluted by the sea of blood can prove how stable his mind is.

With Jiang Xiao's cultivation, no trace of the Styx River can be found in the sea of blood, but the River Styx that grows here can observe a trace of fluctuations in the sea of blood.

Jiang Xiao took the Rakshasa to the round house, to complete the promise made in the Journey to the West, in this life, the Rakshasa bloodline is extremely pure, there is no need for Jiang Xiao to comb the bloodline, but the Rakshasa prefers to see her become Jiang Xiao's woman, waiting for this day for too long, she obviously has an unbridled desire, with the cultivation of the Dao Fruit Golden Immortal, she has persisted for more than half a month, and she has not let go of Jiang Xiao.

"I am Hongjun, today's sermon, anyone who is destined can go to the Zixiao Palace in the chaos beyond the starry sky to listen to the sermon, and the first round of preaching will begin in ten million years."

The rakshasa was still trembling, and there was a cool and majestic sound from the entire desolate world, Jiang Xiao looked up and muttered:

"Hongjun is sanctified, and we should all prepare."

Rakshasa opened his misty eyes and said in a greasy voice:

"Husband, then we won't play for the time being, it's important."

Fortunately, Rakshasa knew that Jiang Xiao's affairs were much more important than the things that were snapped, not to mention that she was also fed now, and in the midst of mutual laughter, a set of red gauze skirts automatically appeared on Rakshasa body, and after being included in the ring, Jiang Xiao rushed back to the Holy Thunder Palace directly, and after everyone was ready, the group drove the Holy Thunder Shuttle into the chaos.

Soon after the shuttle broke into the chaos at an extremely high speed, on a huge stone platform at the edge of the chaos, Hongjun, who had already tied up his hair in a bun and was wearing a robe, stared at the direction where the shuttle left and kept pinching his fingers to calculate, but he was confused after half a calculation.

You must know that the Holy Thunder Shuttle has hundreds of millions of formation patterns, not to mention that the innate saint's estimation will be interfered with, even if it is a Heavenly Dao Realm powerhouse, it will not be able to count where the Flying Shuttle will go.

Counting the traces of the shuttle, Hongjun shook his head and said to himself:

"It's strange, this thing came out of the wilderness, but it is not in my calculations, could it be related to Yang Mei and others? That's it, I'm still preparing for Zixiao Palace, and the Heavenly Dao Induction Preaching can break through the Heavenly Dao Realm, and I don't know why I want to preach in the chaos. ”

Now Hongjun doesn't know, and when he preaches, he will understand that just when he is preparing to preach in Zixiao Palace, the chaotic qi on the edge of the contact between the flood and chaos has begun to become tyrannical and chaotic, and all kinds of chaotic wind, thunder, and ice flames appear from time to time, if there is no protection of the will of the flood or a powerful magic weapon in his hand, he will not be able to pass through this chaotic chaos belt at all.

Hongjun wanted to preach, and the cultivators who had only experienced the turmoil of the flood desolation for a while were stunned, but then they were excited, almost all the cultivators who had gone on the Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation, at this time, they all drove the clouds one by one, took off, and controlled the magic weapon, and flew straight towards the desolate starry sky one by one, afraid that they would not be able to catch up with the chaos outside the desolate starry sky.

In fact, what they expected was wrong, the desolate land was very wide, but the distance between the desolate land and the chaos was not as far as they imagined, at least Pangu opened the zenith of heaven and the earth, and he could not become as high as the width of the desolate land, not even one millionth.

Among the fastest of these people are the cultivators of the late stage of the Dao Fruit Golden Immortal, who can fly beyond the starry sky in hundreds of thousands of years, and the slowest can reach the edge of chaos in a few million years, but the cultivators who set off from the flood wilderness are only a few hundred million, and there are only three thousand people who can enter the Zixiao Palace.

The rest of the people will be strangled in the turbulence on the edge of the desolation and chaos, so that the will of the desolation will balance the pattern of the desolate world, and then arrange the next round of evolution.

Just when the cultivators of the flood wilderness were sacrificing their lives and forgetting their lives to rush towards the chaos, in the Grand Canyon of the Wu Clan in Buzhou Mountain, in a huge temple with a height of thousands of zhang, the twelve ancestors of the Wu Clan were sitting on the stone bench, the twelve ancestors of the Wu Clan, Wu Dijiang, Candle Jiuyin, Qiangliang, Gonggong, Zhu Rong, Xuan Ming, Extravagant Corpse, Jumang, Harvest, Xizi, Tianwu and Houtu, this is the name of the ancestor witch known to countless people.

They master the innate supernatural powers of the five elements of time and space, feng shui, thunder and lightning, which are actually all kinds of basic law powers, and at the same time, they practice the Nine Turns Xuangong to refine their already strong physical bodies, and as their physical bodies become stronger, their mastery of the laws will be higher;

In their consciousness, as long as the nine turns are successful, the power of the supernatural power can be fully mastered to achieve the innate saint, but it is a pity that the ancestral witch does not know how to calculate without the primordial spirit, and in the end almost all of them are destroyed.

The same Honghuang, the same Wu clan, at this moment in this huge hall, the boss is the first to be born Houtu Ancestral Witch, and he is also the most powerful of the Ancestral Witches.

This hall was built by the Wu clan to commemorate the father god Pangu, and it is also the place where the Wu clan makes decisions, and today the twelve ancestors came from all directions, that is, they heard the news that Hongjun was going to preach in the Chaos Zixiao Palace.

The most anxious of the twelve ancestral witches was the fire god Zhu Rong, and a layer of sparks appeared on his head and he grinned:

"Boss, tell me, what do you think of Hongjun's sermon? We are all descendants of the Father, what kind of bird is this Hongjun who dares to preach about the wilderness? ”

The co-worker, who was almost impatient on the side, also nodded constantly, and when Zhu Rong finished speaking, he looked at Houtu and said:

"You should give an opinion, our Wu clan now has a population of tens of millions, my tribe continues to expand its territory along the river, and now we have no existence anywhere to stop it, I think sooner or later this desolate land will belong to our Wu clan."