It took forty-eight great wishes to be made, and the sincerity of the introduction and Zhun Ti could be regarded as touching the will of the Chaos Origin, and two cyan altars appeared at their feet.

The coercion of the saint was raging and mighty, lying between the desolate world and the world, and the sanctification of five people at a time really shocked the great powers in the desolation.

"Is the creation of a new race and the establishment of a great religion the way to sanctification?"

While countless desolate creatures looked enviously at the five majestic bodies in the void, the River Styx, located in the unknown time and space, was extremely excited at this time, and even a little impatient.

"Soon, soon, my Asura clan is about to be created, and when I succeed in the future, I will be able to become sanctified!"

Some reluctantly glanced at the five purple statues in the void again, and Styx withdrew his gaze to the sea of blood beneath him.

In the sea of blood, at this time, there are blood bubbles that make gurgling sounds, and in those blood bubbles, there is the breath of life coming out, it is obvious that this is the race that Styx will create, the Asura race!

"Fellow Daoist, I see that you have a relationship with me in the West, why don't you join my teaching and study Buddhism together?"

Suddenly, Styx felt someone behind him, and with a turn of his face, a chubby, bald monk stood behind him, looking at him with a compassionate smile on his face.

"Your sister!"

Styx's heart tightened, this Zhun Ti had just become holy, and he actually came to him for trouble, which was to pinch him Styx as a soft persimmon.

There's no way, whoever let him Styx always go alone, and he didn't take refuge in any forces, even if he was looking for trouble, it is estimated that no one would come to help him!

"Zhun Ti, you and I are also old acquaintances, although you are already a saint, you may not be able to help me!"

With a cold snort, Styx was covered in blood, and with a move of raising his hand, hundreds of colorful planets were taken by him from unknown time and space, and in the package of blood-colored mist, they smashed towards Zhun Ti.

"Didn't you set up the Western Religion to universalize all sentient beings, there are countless living beings here, do you want to do it or not?"

Zhun Ti, who had been smiling all the time, suddenly changed his face when he saw the hundreds of blood-colored planets smashed in front of him.

In his perception, those planets wrapped in blood were not planets in the ordinary sense, but a vast universe attached to the unknown time and space of the Flood Desolate Continent, which was captured by the River Styx with great magical powers and compressed into the appearance of a planet.

"Ruthless!"

Although for Zhun Ti, crushing these planet-like universes is also a matter of hands, he doesn't dare.

In every universe, there are hundreds of billions of living beings, and if he has just become a saint and has killed so many living beings, what will other saints think? What will Hongjun Dao Ancestor think? If his reputation is stinky, how will he develop the Western Great Religion in the future?

"If it is before becoming holy, the poor Dao will naturally turn around and leave! But now, this little method of the Taoist friends is still difficult to stop the poor Dao!"

After Zhun Ti's face changed slightly, he regained his previous smiling expression, spread out one hand, and opened his five fingers towards the front, and a hazy light curtain spread out in the palm of his hand.

"The Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand, the Supreme Pure Land!"

In the melodious chanting, the hundreds of star-sized universes that came directly into the light curtain in his hand were directly put into the light curtain in his hand, and then the light dissipated, and the stars disappeared with it.

"I am barren in the West, and there is a shortage of believers, and this move of Taoist friends is exactly what I want!"

Zhun Ti laughed, raised his hand and patted the River Styx lightly in the air, and the River Styx, which was at the forefront of the quasi-saints, burst out directly in half of his body, turned into a pool of blood, and fell directly into the sea of blood.

Gollum!

Blood-colored transparent figures rose from the sea of blood into the sky, densely covering the void and surrounding Zhun Ti.

"Ancestor, I was born in the sea of blood, palm Ah Nose and Yuan Tu two killing weapons, collect the infinite flood and desolation of heaven and earth, and refine 480 million blood god sons according to the number of their own pores, and combined with the sun Zhenhua, the congenital Gangyang achieves the phaseless blood demon, formless and phaseless, immortal and indestructible, Zhun Ti Lao'er, do you really think that after you become holy, you can knead me as a soft persimmon at will?"

Zhun Ti's face was also gloomy when he saw this, and he also regretted it a little at this time, he thought that he could knead this Styx at will after becoming holy, but he didn't expect this Styx to be so difficult, he was in charge of killing the treasure, and he also had the great magic power of the Phaseless Blood Demon, although it couldn't do any harm to the saint, but if he wanted to capture this Styx, there was really no hope.

"The sea of blood does not wither, and the River Styx does not die. I didn't expect the first battle after becoming holy to be so troublesome, this sea of blood is much more difficult than I imagined, if you want to completely refine the sea of blood, unless my senior brother also comes to help, otherwise I, a saint, alone can't kill this river of Styx. ”

"It's a pity, if I had the Chaos Arcana in my hand, how could I be sulking like this?"

Zhun Ti is very clear, at this time, his every move, there are other saints who are paying attention, it is estimated that now Sanqing and others are already watching his jokes, the dignified saint, he can't even take a quasi-saint, which makes his saint's face a little unable to get off the stage for a while.

In Penglai Immortal Island, Lin Xi also looked at this scene with a smile at this time, and also had a general understanding of the strength of Styx at this time.

This Styx, in terms of overall strength, in Lin Xi's opinion, only the Taiyi who is in charge of the Eastern Emperor Bell can suppress him, even the Zhen Yuanzi, who is known as the ancestor of the earth immortals, is weaker than the Styx.

These quasi-saints are not those castrated versions of the seventh-step Hunyuan lifeforms that were bred in the chaotic universe where Dongbo Snow Eagle is located.

Although the quasi-saint in this flood desolation cannot become holy, it is a real seventh-step early stage strength, which one is not a person with great supernatural powers, great mana, and great perseverance? Like Styx, the top existence among the quasi-saints, has already reached the limit of the peak of the early seventh step, and it is also extremely close to the strength of the middle of the seventh step.

Zhun Ti, who has the peak strength of the seventh step mid-term, although he can easily crush the Styx, it is not an easy thing to kill him, especially when the battlefield is in the lair of the Styx, with the blessing of the endless power of the sea of blood, although the Styx is not Zhun Ti's opponent, but there will be no danger to his life.

Boom Boom!

Zhun Ti's palms swung out again and again, and the phaseless blood demons in the void collapsed in a large area, but in the process of collapse, there was a steady stream of phaseless blood demons rushing out of the sea of blood, which seemed to be endless and endless.

During this period, the River Styx was hidden in the sea of blood, and the two killing swords of the controller, Ah Bi and Yuan Tu, sneak attacked, and occasionally left a few scars on Zhun Ti's body, although the scars were very light, and they were repaired by Zhun Ti the moment they appeared, but even so, they had completely slapped the face of the saint of Zhun Ti.