Chapter Forty-Eight: Memory Usurpation, Styx Strikes
Yao Chi was a little stunned, she really couldn't tell if this was the River Styx in front of her.
In charge of Tiantiao and under the orders of the heavens, the power of Yaochi comes from the power of Tiantiao Heavenly Dao, and as early as ancient times, she could not sense the Heavenly Dao.
This awakening, the suppressive force disappeared, but the Heavenly Dao disappeared more completely than the suppressive force, and even the remnants of the Dao rhyme were not there.
"Why can't the power of this palace be exerted?"
Yao Chi was puzzled, why was her power just a dream bubble?
"Hehe, in my opinion, why did this seat show you this?" Styx grinned, and said with great calmness: "The memory of this seat is actually passive, and the memory knows that the ancient spells have failed, and the immortals and gods are only alive in zero space, but this seat can exert its power, although it is like an ant, but it is no different from the ancient form." ”
"Since I woke up, I have been in this sea of mortal knowledge, what should I do if I want to break the situation?" Styx did not hide his murderous intent, and said fiercely: "Queen Mother of the West, as majestic as you, how do you think this seat should explore the truth of the usurpation of memory?"
The temperament of the Styx's enlightenment, from the demonic aura, disappeared completely, and did not hide his anger.
The space of consciousness seemed to be tense because of him.
As the most ancient, the founder of the Great Asura Demon Path, the Lord of the Hell, the Lord of the Netherworld Blood Sea, and so on.
Styx has too many names, but it is the strongest Holy Spirit who reigns over the universe.
The concept of demon is born from him, and he can monopolize one of the six realms, the Shura Dao.
Strength, dignity, majesty, identity, mentality, etc., all determine that he is the leader of the Styx, and must not be toyed with and applauded.
Born with weak strength, I am from the devil to the sky.
These two sentences came from the mouth of the River Styx, which had just been conceived from the sea of blood, and at that time, he had no exercises, no background, no strength, and even no dignity.
At the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, all things in the three realms of the Lord worship pure qi alone, and the spirit of his filthy blood is nurtured, full of spittle, and all spirits despise it, and there is no way to cultivate, and the immortal law is everything.
And since then, little by little, Styx has picked up something called power.
The Creation of the Demon Heart, the Blood Nerve, the Phaseless Blood Demon, the Three Thousand Great Shura Demon Dao, the Great Dark Heavenly Dao, and so on.
Never confused, never doubtful, never wavering faith, the will of all souls, the pride of the soul.
Styx once believed that the way he grew up was the right way to heaven.
Then, the cultivation of the Demon Dao is so painful that it is perverted, and even as long as it can survive the cultivation process of the exercises, it can be called the demon of the demons, just because it is too cruel and has no demonic intent. It can't be done.
If all things are not respected, they plunder all things and strengthen themselves.
All things are respected, still plundering all things, and strengthening themselves.
The ultimate demonic path, the outright evil path, affects the cultivation pattern of the Three Realms, and the demonic path starts from him.
How can such a demonic path be usurped?
In the world after the collapse, there are people who want to usurp?
If you want to know, Styx basically understands.
is the favored Yao Chi, in the heavenly river she rowed, there is no power to play.
There is no need to question that he was being manipulated.
From ancient times to the present, the pain he has endured is comparable to the sum of billions of the Three Realms. So hard, so created, and calculated?
The surging rage, the majestic killing intent, Styx thought at this moment, killing all the living beings in the world can be calmed.
Holding the seal, two sword blades suddenly flew out of the blood-colored magic robe.
One handle, the sword edge is blood red, and the other handle, the sword edge is white.
"Nine Shadows Yuan Tu, Hell Nose?"
Yao Chi lost his composure, like a hum from his nose.
"Naturally, these two swords live and die together with this seat. ”
Styx was actually furious, the two swords had been lost as early as when he fell into the Yao Pond, and now they appeared next to him, as if they were not the embodiment of being calculated?
"Queen Mother of the West, you have spent your whole life in making choices, punishing everything in the Heavenly Rules, and now you and the Jade Emperor want to block this seat?" Styx said coldly.
Styx is still afraid of the Jade Emperor's calculations, thinking that the Jade Emperor is hiding around.
"Tiantiao is indeed gone, but the main palace is still Yaochi, Tiantiao is me, and I am Tiantiao. I can't agree with your point of view. ”
The mother of Tiantiao, the character cultivated over hundreds of millions of years, has long been deeply rooted in the soul, and Yao Chi's eyes are faint.
Still standing in front of Xiao An'an, there has been no change because of the Styx's persuasion.
This is both the difference between the immortal divine spirit and the mortal.
"With you?" Styx sneered disdainfully, sweeping towards Yao Chi's palm: "Or with your hairpin, which doesn't even have a trace of strength?"
Yao Chi was unmoved.
"Ridiculous, die. ”
Styx snorted coldly, his anger burned, his arms shook, and it could be seen that Yuan Tu's two swords rose to the sky.
The sword qi roared, severing the stars.
The sea of withered flowers, stimulated by the sword qi, shone brightly.
Styx snorted coldly again, his consciousness was asleep before, and he was blocked by this sea of flowers, and at this moment, new hatred and old hatred are counted together.
The robe rolled up, like a hurricane rolled up by the torrential rain in the depths of the evil sea, the tail of the robe spread out violently, and the curtain-like robe finally began to erode Xiao An'an's sea of knowledge, and gradually dyed into solidified blood.
The space of consciousness, the space of reality, finally broke out at the same time, the fiercest battle.
And the core of the battle is just a miserable little girl, I have to say, it's really ironic.
Yuan Tu, Ah Nose.
The fusion of the Nine Shadows and Hell, the sword qi crossed in the air, hundreds of thousands of miles, millions of acres, filling the heavens and the earth without end, compared to the outside of the consciousness space, this battle is even more outrageous.
"Wow..."
However, the extreme power of the Great Dao Treasure was resisted by a nine-colored barrier that appeared out of thin air.
The colorful flower light blooms, no matter how big the sword qi is, the colored light barrier will become so big that it will never be outdone.
"Dark Heavenly Dao. ”
The sword qi was fruitless, and Styx raised his hand, and two pure black magic balls appeared in his palm, like a black hole, devouring everything.
It is the most proud work of the River Styx, which can rebel against the power of the Heavenly Dao and the power of the taboo.
The magic ball collided and rubbed, Styx opened its mouth, and a ray of light spit out from its mouth, merging into the black ball, and it suddenly ignited the Sen Sen Demon Fire, along the tail of the magic robe, infinite black fire, black aperture, and bombarded out.
The color light is still tough.
Styx was coldly angry, and changed the magic seal, repeating spells, the magic light flashed, and the blood flames were monstrous.
But in any case, there is no color light barrier. No matter what the spell is, it is all blocked by the barrier.
It seems that as long as the colored light exists, Xiao Anan is in an invincible state.
"Yes, the power after the destruction is really extraordinary. ”
Styx waved his hand, and he also had a solution, which was to use the innate treasure itself to sharpen.
Yuan Tu Sword, on behalf of the heaven and earth, the most extreme sharpness, has the meaning of nine shadows, if not to use mana to urge, Yuan Tu Sword is the most powerful in the treasure, there is no one.
Replace it with other avenue treasures, creation bows, five-party flags, Taiji diagrams, Pangu flags, Zhuxian swords, mountains and seas, great wilderness flags, Linglong Pagoda, Donghuang Bell, and so on.
Which one doesn't require mana to reach the heavens to cast? It is true that shaking the star field will make you tremble, but the restriction is too great!
The Yao Pool of the River Styx, from ancient times to the present, is just surviving, and the remaining power is even inferior to that of mortals in ancient times, how to control the treasure of the Great Dao? can only rely on itself.
Seeing this, Yao Chi finally stopped standing idly by, relying on Xiao An'an's rigid battle, she couldn't resist for long, she could help Xiao An'an control the power.
Having ruled the heavens for hundreds of millions of years, Yaochi's experience is richer than that of all the Holy Spirits.
is the most desperate situation, and Yao Chi will definitely look for a countermeasure, rather than waiting for death.
"What is this?"
Yao Chi froze in place, looked down at the sea of flowers, and suddenly found that this was a power she had never seen before.
And countless flowers, drawing the appearance of a font.
In Xiao An'an's consciousness space, Yao Chi has a thorough understanding of modern writing.
As a result, her communication with the River Styx had been modernized before.
An unusually common word.
"Left?"
Yao Chi wondered.
The world of human consciousness is the most mysterious thing, it is like a human dream, mirage and illusory, infinite changes.
For those with deep thoughts, the sea of knowledge may be a labyrinth, and they cannot extricate themselves from it.
For simple-minded people, knowing the sea may be a playground, and it is extremely fun to play in it.
For those who miss the sea, the sea may be their hometown, whispering the feeling of returning home.
It is in a thought that the universe is just a bubble, and in a thought, everything is eternal.
However, for those who cultivate, the sea of knowledge must have a form, that is, the primordial spirit.
The Buddha has the light of the Buddha, the god has the divine fire, the immortal has the immortal way, the demon has the demon form, the demon has the demon body, and the ghost has the ghost heart.
When the form of the sea is realized, it will jump out and become another self. The incarnation outside the body, the second elemental god, the way of the three corpses, is wonderful.
There are also people who will use magic weapons to shape them with external forces in the sea of knowledge, and then entrust the original gods to achieve the incarnation of great power and travel the world.
But that's all immortal power.
Yao Chi never thought that Xiao An'an, a mortal in later generations, would be a first-class immortal who knew the sea, but why, couldn't she see the shadow of the primordial god?
"Just knowing the sea is tangible, but there is no primordial sustenance, what kind of strange thing is this?"
It belongs to the miracle of the reappearance of the era, and it is obvious that Yao Chi has not been able to figure it out.
However, Yaochi's billions of years of experience will not disappoint her.
"Titicaca..."
Facing the Yuan Tu sword, countless layers of nine-colored barriers blocked in front of the sword blade, and it seemed to be a overlapping spatial barrier.
The Yuan Tu Sword was as powerful as a broken bamboo, and anything that stood in the way was shattered in an instant, but alas, there were too many nine-color barriers, and they were endless.
Just like the extremely sharp Qingyu Divine Sword, it can indeed slash thousands with one sword, and tens of thousands of layers of paper are stacked.
But what if it is hundreds of millions, billions of paper piled up? No matter how sharp the sword is, it can't pass by with one sword, and the sharp will eventually do its best.
Arcana without mana infusion has this disadvantage.
Simple sharpness, can not be done, if there is mana, like a flame on the sword, it is impossible to resist no amount of paper, the essential difference.