His skin and bones were bitten by the bitter cold, and his internal organs were burned with heat, and although the water of the River Styx could no longer bring any effect to him, in this boundless darkness and chaos, Adros continued to experience the pain of hell.

This Styx Styx, it only has a source from the underworld, but there is no end, and no one knows where it will flow. Perhaps a small section of its river will flow on the earth for a few years, or it may be glimpsed on a remote island in the sea, or it may be exposed at the foot of Hades, and it will always flow unscrupulously and unfathomably.

But one thing is certain, if there is a god who takes an oath to the River Styx, then this Styx River, there must be a section of the river that flows to the place where the god is, to bear witness to his oath.

Adros's body flowed with the water of the River Styx, whether it rose and fell in it, and also continued to appear in all corners of heaven and earth with the infestation of the river. It is also for this reason that those powerful goddesses have searched almost everywhere they can, but they have not found the figure of Adros. Who would have thought that a god born with divine powers would risk losing his divine powers and wander in the River Styx?

With the passage of time, nourished by the drop of Pangu essence blood in the depths of his heart, Adros's body continued to grow stronger, and his ability to absorb the two forces of cold and burning brought by ice beads became stronger and stronger. The pain finally eased, and after a few years, all the pain disappeared, and Adros fell into a deep slumber, unknown to the outside world.

This is an incomparably chaotic world, it has no light or darkness, no time and no space, no air and no living beings, except for the chaos accident is the silence of nothing. Adros was in this silence, unable to make a sound, and even his mind seemed to be limited, and he could only constantly perceive the endless chaos.

I don't know how long it has been, but in the midst of this dead chaos, Adros saw a light, a magical and strange light, which seemed to become the embodiment of power. Although it was fleeting, behind the light, Adros faintly saw a huge figure. After this light, there was a second light, a third light, and all the way up to the forty-ninth light. These lights, shining in different places, seem to be unconnected, but they are a whole.

Each light has its own charm, some make Adros feel pure power, some make him feel the division of yin and yang, and some make him feel the ruthlessness of destruction, all of which make him fascinated and addicted.

It was only after the light flickered and faded that Adros saw the simple and heavy axe behind the light, and the man holding it. This man's appearance is already indescribable, so that when you see him, all you notice is the unyielding pioneering power, and completely forget his appearance.

At this moment, where will Adros not know, Pangu opened the sky, the source of mythology.

Pangu threw away the axe and raised his hands to the sky, his body growing taller. As if sensing something, he smiled and nodded in Adros's direction.

He smiled at me. That was Adros' last thought of coming back from the chaos, and after that thought, he found himself in the icy waters.

Although he had already woken up in the River Styx, Adros still closed his eyes and slowly realized the boundless charm contained in Pangu's forty-nine axes, and it took a long time to open his eyes and sigh slowly. Those forty-nine axes were indeed incomparably powerful, but they were not something that he could set foot in at this moment.

He took a look at his situation and found that this time after taking Pangu essence blood, he didn't know how many years had passed, his physique had grown, and he was finally not a child image now, but an adult. He looked at his reflection in the water again, and perhaps he could not be said to be an adult, but a young god.

He exerted a little bit of his divine power in the water, and found that above the River Styx, a monstrous wave was set off, and this section of the river that was originally on the earth of the world immediately began to change, shuttling through the space, flowing to a deep place.

Just a small test, Adros was extremely happy, his own strength, far from being comparable to himself back then, seemed to be stronger than his mother, the goddess Leto. Although he has seen many powerful gods, such as Poseidon, the king of the sea, Okeanos, the lord of the sea, Hades, and even several goddesses such as Styx, Hestia, and Demeter, which he is very familiar with, he has not seen how powerful the divine power of these people is, and can only be compared with the mother god Leto who he is very familiar with.

"If I had touched that python at this time, I would have beaten it all over the ground and found its teeth. Adros thought. Then, looking at his left and right hands, his mind moved, and above his right hand, a white flame like light and electricity appeared, which instantly shot out, and the water of the River Styx around it immediately sizzled and evaporated, and the river water in the distance seemed to be alive, flowing to the side, not daring to approach.

Seeing this scene, Adros withdrew the flame, and said secretly in his heart: "The power of the fire god on this day is really powerful, and it is worthy of the famous supernatural power of the Eastern Emperor, but I don't know how it compares to the red flame of Hestia." ”

He didn't know that the red flame mastered by Hestia might have a special effect under some circumstances, but in terms of power, it was still slightly behind the famous Sun Fire God.

"Now that I am soaked in the water of the River Styx, my divine power has lost my divinity, and it is difficult to connect with the laws of heaven and earth, and I can't use divine magic, but it is completely worth it to have this magical power. Thinking of this, Adros looked at his left hand again, ready to test the other supernatural power he had obtained.

I saw that above his left hand, a vast mist appeared, and this mist looked extremely faint and seemed to have no power. But as soon as he came out, Adros stopped thinking like that, and now he was in a large block of ice, unable to move.

"Is it the power of extreme cold? It's also a powerful supernatural power. He withdrew the vast fog and cast the Sun Fire Divine Ray, quickly melting the ice.

After that, Adros remembered what Xuan Ming had said, took Pangu's essence blood, turned into a witch god, and then he could go to see her, and his heart sank into his eyebrows, where the quaint bell was.

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Looking at Adros in front of him, Xuan Ming couldn't help but be happy in his heart. Before, Adros was mainly for this side of the divine bloodline, although the soul is of the Chinese race, but the essence blood of the Wu clan has long been weak, not to mention that it is only the soul body. Now that Adros has taken Pangu essence blood, with the domineering of Pangu essence blood, his other bloodlines will be assimilated sooner or later, and between this side of heaven and earth, there are finally her clansmen.

When she learned that Adros's supernatural power was the power of extreme cold, she was even more relieved. It must be known that among the many ancestral witches at the beginning, everyone should have a lot of supernatural powers, but this extremely cold power is her supernatural power, if it was placed in the past, Adros can be regarded as a member of her tribe.

"Xuanming God, you said before that after taking Pangu essence blood, I can come to see you, do you have any guidance?"

"In your own opinion, what a level you are in this world. ”

Hearing Xuan Ming's question, Adros was stunned, he had been studying this since he was born. The gods of this world are not very carefully divided, but as far as Adros knows, not to mention the gods, above the gods, they are roughly divided into gods, priesthood gods and main gods. Of course, this division is based on the ability of divine power to invoke the laws of heaven and earth, and in terms of combat power, Adros divides them into Mao gods, small gods and big gods.

"I should belong to the small gods, and there is still a little gap between the big gods. Adros said his division of the gods of this world, the great god corresponds to the strength of the main god, although it is not necessarily the main god, but the combat power is not under the main god, with the current situation, it should still be inferior.

"Although your division is ugly, it is a bit close to the division of our Wu clan back then. At the beginning, our brothers and sisters divided the ancestors of the witch clan into witches, small witches and big witches, your strength, aside from the two supernatural powers, may not have the level of small witches. Xuan Ming glanced at him and said bluntly.

"As far as you said, the former method of root division needs to be connected to the laws of heaven and earth, and it has nothing to do with you, you just need to consider combat power. Aside from the law, there is no essential difference between the so-called Mao God, small gods, and big gods, they are all gods, you can beat the small gods you think, you are the small gods, and if you can beat the big gods you think, you are the big gods. When we divided the Wu clan at the beginning, under the ancestral witches, it all relied on combat power, the number of big witches and the number of small witches, all of them. ”

The so-called number of days of the week is 365 days of the week, and the number of yuan will be 129,600 yuan meetings. Hearing Xuan Ming's words, Adros was not convinced, no matter how bad his strength was, he would not be able to rank 129,600.

As if seeing his disbelief, Xuan Ming was expressionless, and with a light palm, he slapped it towards Adros. Adros hurriedly avoided it, but this palm was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, no matter how he dodged, it was always in front of him, and after dodging three or five times, he was finally knocked to the ground by a palm.

"Shhh ”

Turning over and touching the shoulder that was beaten painfully, Adros was inexplicable, and he didn't know why this great god suddenly shot at him.

"Come again. ”

Seeing Adros get up, Xuan Ming said coldly, and slapped his backhand again.