At this moment, Yin Hong's heart was also very puzzled, and he couldn't judge it from his blood-colored robe alone.

Because after all, this is the power of the Styx Ancestor, and the blood color and the dark color are their totemic colors.

And most of the Styx forces are two-colored, black on the outside and red on the inside.

Therefore, when you can't tell who this person is from the clothing.

I just saw his cherry-like mouth, and the greedy eyes he glanced at the two saints of the West from time to time.

Yin Hong smiled.

Because he saw that the pair of slippery eyes of this person were not looking at the two saints of the West.

It's the Golden Lotus of Merit under the Second Holy Seat!

Such greedy eyes, coupled with this chic look.

Yin Hong concluded that this ironclad must be the legendary mosquito man!

The body of this mosquito Dao person is transformed by the blood-winged black mosquito of the Hongmeng fierce beast!

He was pregnant in the River of Blood, and he was the second oldest of the five insects in the Flood Wilderness, a little higher than the multi-eyed centipede on the top of the Golden Spirit Holy Mother Mountain.

What's more, the multi-eyed centipede has not yet taken shape.

And this mosquito Taoist has been enlightened for a long time!

At this time, it was not only Yin Hong who was taken aback after seeing the mosquito man.

The people who connected to the guide were also taken aback.

According to the history of the flood in Yin Hong's memory, this mosquito Taoist was originally met by him on the way to Kunlun and unfortunately arrested.

And now, with the appearance of Yin Hong's accident.

Clearly, the wheels of history have quietly changed.

The Daoist came to Kunlun several years in advance, and the Mosquito Daoist was not caught because he followed the River Styx.

......

The mosquito Dao people with peak combat power are undoubtedly synonymous with reincarnation for ordinary and ordinary immortals!

But there are very few people in the field who really realize the terrible mosquito people.

Even when the mosquito Dao people flew to the venue, the scattered immortals on the gimbal cheered.

And Yin Hong's history of the flood and famine does not describe the gods.

This leads them to not know who this guy really is!

Especially when I saw his sick and thin appearance like dry bones.

That stomach is more like being hungry for many years and not having eaten enough.

At one point, people thought that this was a guy who had just been released from prison.

But, they guessed right!

In the past five years, the mosquito people have been imprisoned by the River Styx, and they have not entered a drop of blood!

To make him bloodthirsty and make him crazy!

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people today, the first sight of the Mosquito Dao people who saw the meritorious golden lotus, I was afraid that they would rush up desperately and directly suck the golden lotus dry!

And when they arrived at the mosquito road people in the field, their originally pitch-black eyes had begun to glow with bloodthirsty red light at this moment.

However, he is still suppressing!

He could smell the blood in the bodies of the immortals on the gimbal through the air.

And these tastes intoxicated him and drove him crazy.

But he also knew that the saints gathered here.

If you behave too bloody, you will inevitably be directly attacked.

So, he had to endure!

He has to be reluctant, go through the regular process, and then keep sucking ** blood!

For him, this place is all immortal, as long as he absorbs enough essence blood.

Not to mention the Styx Ancestor who suppressed him, it was the taste of the blood of the saints, and he really wanted to taste it.

As soon as he thought that he could taste the essence blood of the saint, the hara on the corner of his mouth was about to flow out.

But this harath is so dry that it doesn't drip down.

Helplessly, he stretched out his tongue and licked the corner of his dry lips slightly.

"Hey, can we get started? Dao Ye was so hungry that he almost ran out of strength, so he stood here. ”

As soon as the mosquito Dao man finished speaking in the direction of the Antarctic Immortal, he felt dizzy.

The originally thin body also shook back and forth lightly, and at first glance it really had a hint of untenable charm.

As the mosquito Dao man's voice came out, the Asura soldiers behind the Styx began to coax one after another.

"Let's get started!"

"What are you dragging on, are you afraid of the jade void line!"

As the waves of sound spread, the faces of the Antarctic immortals on the edge of the venue also looked a little embarrassed.

Because there are only four people who really come to power at this time.

But when he looked at Yuan Shi Tianzun with his seeking gaze, he saw the corners of Yuan Shi Tianzun's mouth hooked slightly, and nodded his head.

Obviously, at this time, Yuan Shi Tianzun really wanted to take a look at Yin Hong's ability first.

And if these two forces fight, he will be better able to reap the benefits of the fisherman!

With the approval of Yuan Shi, the Antarctic Immortal Weng no longer hesitated.

With a slight wave of his sleeve, there was immediately an extra incense case around him, and above the incense case, there was an antique stove.

There is a stick of incense standing above the tripod!

It's just that when he saw this incense, Yin Hong's brows couldn't help but tuft slightly.

With his current cultivation, he has already had the ability to never forget.

The color and shape of the incense, he remembered.

That was the soul suppression incense that Kunpeng had specially refined for Yuan Futong!

This incense is only used to calm the soul, and usually people in the underworld will use it occasionally.

But this is Kunlun Mountain, how can you need a soul suppression?

Although he was very puzzled in his heart, he didn't have time to delve into it now.

......

At this time, the Antarctic Immortal Weng smiled, looked at the sky above the cloud platform, and arched his hand and said loudly.

"Do you still want to play? If not, when the immortal counts to three, once this incense is lit, it will be regarded as the official start of martial arts. ”

As soon as the words fell, the Antarctic Immortal Weng gently shook his sleeve robe with one hand, exposed his beautiful arm like condensed fat, and held it high in the air.

And then without waiting for others to speak, he turned his hand into a fist!

"One!"

As soon as he fell, he saw a finger stretched out from the palm of his clenched fist.

"Two!"

Two!

When the count reached two, the immortals on the gimbal were in a hurry.

A lot of people haven't had time to finish discussing it at the moment.

And with this posture, there are only four people in the stands, so now go up, the top eight positions must be their own.

You must know the top eight, this is undoubtedly a very powerful serial number, as long as you stand, even if you keep running, you may be able to find a place.

This is undoubtedly a fatal attraction for many scattered immortals who are not strong.

But at this moment, when the Antarctic Immortal wanted to count to three.

"Slow!"

A soft shout stopped everyone's passion.

And the person who shouted was none other than Yuan Shi Tianzun, who was the host.

This time, Rao is Antarctic Immortal, and he was confused.

I'm about to count three and start fighting.

Why did Shizun run out to dismantle his own platform at this time.

But after all, it was Shizun, and the Antarctic Immortal didn't dare to continue counting, so he could only quietly turn around and look at Yuan Shi Tianzun with a puzzled expression.

At this moment, I saw Yuan Shi Tianzun, who smiled slightly, and said to the cloud platform.

"Fellow immortals, after thinking about it, it is also clear that this will be risky, and those who can win in the end may not be able to win in the end. In order not to let everyone fight in vain, Poor Dao, as the host, temporarily decided to take out eight Poor Dao Senior Brothers, and personally refine the Nine Turns Golden Pill, and give them to the top eight in this competition. ”