Styx said go and go, without half a stop.

Obviously, he was very confident, and felt that with the power of the Xuanyuan Water Control Banner, coupled with the power of the Netherworld Blood Sea, it was enough to firmly suppress Mo Li, so that he could not escape at all!

Looking at the outside of the small world, the pitch-black banner standing in the endless sea of blood, Mo Xuan's head was also dignified.

Indeed, with his prior means, since even the Purple Pole Sun True Fire could not break through the defense of this Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, other means, such as the Purple Gold Gourd or the Innate Yin and Yang Qi, were undoubtedly helpless against this flag.

However, if he thinks he can't help it, Styx is too arrogant.

Although the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag is powerful, the Chaos Bell in Mo Li's hand is even more of a treasure to open the sky, is the gap between the two a star and a half?

This treasure not only has a strong sonic attack, but also has unrivaled power in space.

Even if it is damaged, a little monk in Wei Yucheng who has not even condensed the golden pill can teleport and manipulate the power of space, and it was even more powerful back then, after the Lich War, even several saints fought for it, and it broke through the space and escaped safely, disappearing in the long river of fate, without a sound, even the saint could not imprison it, let alone the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag?

Just wait for Mo Li to completely refine it, and use this supreme treasure power, but it is enough to leave this world without knowing it.

"Senior Brother Mo!"

"Senior Brother Mo!"

……

There were bursts of calls from Qingyun Mountain, but they saw that Lin Jingyu and the others all flew out at this time, and looked at him with a worried face.

When the Styx Ancestor appeared, he didn't deliberately dodge, and the conversation between him and Mo Li, all the Qingyun disciples heard it clearly, knowing that this was a powerful god and demon who came to find Mo Li's trouble.

It's just that the prestige of the Styx Ancestor is really too strong, this group of Qingyun monks, the Tao is shallow, where can they bear it, even if they are hiding in the mountain gate, there is a large array of resistance, but they are still shocked and unable to move, where can they come out to help Mo Li?

"Senior Brother Mo, have you ever been injured?"

"Who is that demon?"

Xiao Yicai and Lin Jingyu asked one after another, and the Qingyun disciples were also curious to listen, after all, they had never seen such a monstrous old demon, and the whole world was intimidated by his demonic might!

"He is called the Ancestor of the River Styx, and he is one of the most powerful beings in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds of the Long River of Destiny, and when you become immortals and ascend in the future, you will naturally understand, and there is no need to delve into it now."

Mo Li said casually, the level of the Styx Ancestor is too high, these Qingyun disciples know too much and it will affect the Dao Heart, if they can fly to become immortals in the future, they will naturally have the opportunity to understand the true appearance of the heavens and all worlds.

"As for me, he just wanted to imprison me between this heaven and earth, and he didn't hurt me. On the contrary, it is Senior Brother Xiao and Senior Brother Lin, in a short period of time, I am afraid that you will not be able to leave this world. ”

The combination of the Xuanyuan Water Control Banner and the Netherworld Blood Sea had already firmly blocked the small world of Zhuxian, and even Da Luo Jinxian could hardly break through this barrier and leave, let alone the two Yuan Infants.

Fortunately, the Yuanying monk has lived for tens of thousands of years, and the two of them have the immortal method taught by Mo Li to practice, but they are not afraid of Shouyuan exhaustion and death.

After cultivating to the peak of Yuanying, the small world of Zhuxian could no longer increase the Dao Xing, but by the time the two of them cultivated to that level, Mo Li must have found a way to get out of trouble.

"Senior brother is fine, this old devil is amazing, I watched him change the color of the sky and the earth and the churning of the sea of blood, and he almost drowned this world with a sea of blood."

Xiao Yicai is used to being a steady character, but when it comes to the Styx Ancestor, he is also shaken by his Dao heart, and he looks afraid.

Not only him, but who of the Qingyun disciples present was not frightened?

The existence of a quasi-saint pinnacle, looking at the long river of fate, is the top powerhouse, and it is reasonable for them to have this reaction.

"Senior brother, don't worry, he's coming at me, he won't do anything to our Qingyunmen."

Mo Li said with relief: "Let's go back, the Blood God Son has already been ambushed, and there will be no more chaos, Ansheng practice, this matter will not be solved in a long time." ”

"Senior Brother Mo, if you need any help, you must tell me." Lin Jingyu said.

"Yes, I can't help much, I can always help a little." Xiao Yicai agreed.

Mo Li saw the caring and eager appearance of the two, and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and said with a smile: "I know, if there is a need, I will definitely speak, let's go back." ”

The two nodded, and immediately returned with a group of Qingyun disciples.

Mo Li, on the other hand, glanced at the sky again, looked at the boundless sea of blood and the pitch-black banner outside the small world, and then flew back to the retreat, took out the Chaos Bell again and began to refine.

……

The Great World of the Flood and the Wa Palace.

"You mean, Taiyi is still alive in the world?"

A crisp and pleasant but implied majestic woman's voice came from the main seat, and the people below couldn't help but be shocked.

He said respectfully: "So that the mother knows, but I feel my uncle's breath, but whether I am alive or not, I don't know." ”

On the main seat, there is a palace beauty, with a stunning posture and noble temperament, and there is a bit of cold majesty between the good-looking eyebrows and eyes, which makes people dare not look directly, it is the lord of the Wa Palace, Nuwa Sage.

However, at this moment, there was a little doubt in the beautiful eyes of this demon saint, and it was obvious that the news brought by Lu Zhudao made her a little troubled.

"During the Lich War, Zhun Ti Na blocked the gate of the Wa Palace, and the Palace had no way to interfere. However, the main palace saw it clearly, the Pangu true body summoned by the Twelve Ancestral Witches with the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array already possessed the power of the saint level, and Di Jun and Taiyi had no way to resist it. ”

The two of them used themselves as an introduction, and successively blew up the Heluo Great Array and the Chaos Bell, which barely broke the Pangu True Body, and at that time, the two of them were all scattered, and there was no longer a glimmer of life. The breath you perceive will never be Taiyi. ”

Hearing Nuwa's determined words, Lu Zhuan Daoren sighed and said: "I hope that my uncle is alive, but if it is not my uncle, it must be the Donghuang Bell, except for the Donghuang Bell, I can't think of anything else in this world that can make me feel the breath of my uncle." ”

On that day, Mo Li awakened the remnants of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi's Yuan Shen, although the movement only happened in the small world of Zhuxian, and even the Styx Ancestor did not perceive it, but Lu Jian was the Jinwu clan in the end, and the blood was connected, and he felt that wisp of breath in the dark.

However, the distance was too far and the time was too short, and he disappeared without waiting for him to locate it, so he could only come to find the Nuwa Sage.

There are only two possibilities for the appearance of the breath of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, either he is about to be resurrected, or the Chaos Bell is alive, no matter which one of the two is, it is an extremely important event that will alarm the saint.

"It must be the Eastern Emperor Bell, Lu Press, have you ever sensed the specific location?!" The Nuwa Sage asked with a solemn expression.

The matter involved in the Eastern Emperor Bell is really too big, this piece of heaven opening treasure, not only is the power rare in the world, but it is enough to suppress the luck of the Great Sect, if she gets it, she can use this to condense the luck of the demon race, not to mention subverting the position of the protagonist of the human race heaven and earth, but also let the demon race grow again, and do not have to become the object of the Heavenly Court Buddhism and countless gods and demons of the human race.

And with the help of this treasure, her strength will also be qualitatively improved, and she is afraid that she is not afraid of anyone at the level of a saint.

"The breath was so faint that I just sensed it and then vanished without a trace."

Lu Jian shook his head and said, "Niangniang forgives my sins, I don't know exactly in that side of the world." ”

"Don't you know......"

Nuwa Dai frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and said: "You arrange to go down, send a lot of sons and daughters in the clan to keep an eye on the disciples of the Sanqing Buddha Gate, but if anyone wants to leave the desolate world, report it to me immediately, and as for the saint, I will pay attention to it." ”

"If you notice it again, come and report it to me immediately."

This is for fear that the rest of the saints will find out where the Donghuang Bell is first, and send disciples to make a quiet move, but with the demon kings of the demon clan staring, they don't have this worry.

"Yes, sissy."

Lu Zhudao nodded in response, and then said a little unwillingly: "Niangniang, is my uncle really hopeless, what I noticed is indeed his breath." ”

There are not many people in the Jinwu clan in the desolate world, and there are only twelve of them when they are full, and the two innate beings born in the Sun Star are Emperor Jun Taiyi, plus ten Emperor Jun children.

Because of the small number of people, the feelings between each other are extremely deep, and Di Jun and Taiyi, as the Demon Emperor, care for their ten juniors and three-legged golden crows, and even their cultivation are taught by Tai Yiyi.

And after the outbreak of the Lich War, this warmth disappeared in an instant, and all the Golden Crows were dead, leaving only one land pressure, and it was still the other Golden Crow brothers who fought to the death to protect their lives.

Now there is the breath of Taiyi, but whenever there is a chance to resurrect the other party, Lu Jian doesn't want to give up, even if Nuwa Niangniang personally concludes that Taiyi has already lost his soul.

"At that time, this palace saw with my own eyes, Taiyi does not exist in the world, however, there are no absolutes in the world, and this palace is not sure whether Taiyi has a back hand, if he is really resurrected, this palace will do its best to help him, you can rest assured." Nuwa Niangniang promised.

Saints don't do everything, and in that case, they break the rules.

In this case, the quasi-saint powerhouse, especially the quasi-saint peak powerhouse, can play a great role.

And the Eastern Emperor Taiyi is an almost invincible existence in the quasi-saint realm. The domineering Purple Pole Sun True Fire, even the great supernatural powers such as the demon master Kunpeng are willing to bow down, such a helper is a great help for the demon clan that is now in decline, but if there is a chance, Nuwa Niangniang will naturally not give up the resurrection.

However, this possibility is too low and too low, you must know that although Taiyi is a strong party and once laughed proudly, but it was a saint who calculated them at the beginning, and there was more than one saint!

How can a mere quasi-saint escape the calculations of the saints?

Nuwa herself didn't have much hope, but Lu Zhudao's position in the demon clan was extremely important, and she couldn't chill the other party's heart, and she could only give him a promise.

Lu Jian said gratefully: "Thank you Niangniang, but if there is news, I will pass it on immediately." ”

……

The years are long, and a hundred years go by.

A hundred years is enough for many, many things to happen, for example, the Netherworld Blood Sea controlled by the Xuanyuan Water Control Banner finally dragged the small world of Zhuxian and crossed the endless void barrier to descend to the desolate world; For another example, Mo Li's refining of the Chaos Bell is enough to exert some of its power.

"The Chaos Bell is indeed worthy of being a treasure of opening the heavens, with such a strong spatial control ability......"

In a secret room in Qingyun Mountain, Mo Li opened his eyes, and a burst of essence burst out, and then disappeared without a trace.

A palm-sized bronze bell in front of him floated and bloomed with bursts of pale blue brilliance, as if it was in this world, but there was a faint tendency to wander outside.

After a hundred years, this Chaos Bell was finally refined by him, except for the deepest mass of Purple Polar Sun True Fire that was too powerful, and the entrenched area could not be controlled for the time being, the other places had been completely mastered by Mo Li.

And at this moment, the Netherworld Blood Sea, which had been frozen by the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, was no longer a moat at this time, Mo Li had a feeling that as long as he wanted to, he could cross out of the Netherworld Blood Sea at any time and re-enter the long river of fate.

"Then ...... Give it a try! ”

Mo Li's mind moved, and between the changes in the magic trick in his hand, the mana poured into the chaotic bell, bursts of pale cyan brilliance spread, and the space produced ripples, and the next moment, the figures of Xiao Zhong and Mo Li disappeared without a trace, silently appearing in the netherworld blood sea.

The black water was surging, the blood waves were rolling, and two strange forces filled every inch of the void, freezing all the space, but they couldn't touch a trace at all.

It's like Mo Li and the Chaos Bell are just phantoms, and this world doesn't exist.

"You really can't notice it?"

A smile flashed at the corner of Mo Li's mouth, and the thought moved again, and the chaotic Zhong Guanghua flowed, disappearing again with Mo Li, appearing on the long river of fate.

In the distance, the vast desolate world is like a huge embankment, cutting off the entire river of fate, and countless worlds rush into it and become its nutrients.

And the Xuanyuan Water Control Banner and the Netherworld Blood Sea are slowly rushing into the desolate world with the Zhuxian world, and with their protection, when this small world crosses the world wall, it is not half damaged.

"If it is, when the Styx Ancestor painstakingly dragged this part of the blood sea to the Netherworld Blood Sea, he found that the world in it was gone, and he didn't know what his expression was."

Mo Li thought of the appearance of the Styx Ancestor at that time, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even stronger.

With the Chaos Clock in hand, he was able to leave by himself, even this small world could be dragged out of the sea of blood unharmed.

However, just in case, you still have to look for a helper until then.

With a flick of Mo Li's fingers, a red-golden divine light suddenly pierced through the clouds and mist, rushed into the desolate world, and headed straight towards the heavenly realm.

Seeing that divine light disappear without a trace, Mo Li said to himself, "Then, disappear." ”

Airplanes!

The Chaos Zhong Qingguang was so prosperous that it instantly covered the entire sea of blood, and in just an instant, the small world of the Immortals inside broke through the blockade of the sea of blood and appeared in the outside world.

……

(End of chapter)