There was a loud bang, the void collapsed, and the red gourd protected the remnant soul of the red cloud, passing through quickly.

Kunpeng's eyes widened, and he wanted to chase and kill, but the self-detonation power of Hongyun burning all was really powerful, and he and Hongyun had fought so far, and his cultivation had been lost, and some of the oil had run out, so he could only watch Hongyun escape, but he couldn't chase and kill, and he was angry in his heart.

On the red gourd, the red cloud true spirit is faint, and it is almost impossible to see the power of the quasi-saint.

The red clouds shuttled quickly, and I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a sense of mildness struck, as if I was returning home, and I was slightly relieved in my heart.

But immediately sensing the four directions, seeing the surrounding blood waves, the souls wailed, and the evil ghosts roared, which made people's spirits tingle, and the blood waves rolled up, revealing white bones.

A veritable mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Hongyun looked at it, and there was no end in sight, just boundless blood, and he was horrified in his heart, and said secretly, could it be that I was really lucky, how did I come here?

Immediately, driving the red gourd, he was about to leave secretly, but he saw that the square space was violently blocked, the sea of blood was surging, and a domineering voice sounded.

"Red Cloud Daoist friends have come from afar, why don't you say hello to this seat and leave, it's inevitable that you don't take this seat in your eyes."

The pupils of the red cloud shrank suddenly, only to see the boundless sea of blood rippling, setting off hundreds of millions of blood waves, a twelve-pint red lotus emerged from the center, layers of karmic fire surrounded the red lotus, strange and beautiful, full of weirdness, above the red lotus, is an old way, a silver hair is different, but the eyes are blood red, sitting on it, it seems to have endless killing, a demon's murderous aura is even richer than this sea of blood.

There were two more swords surging around his body, and the murderous aura was almost no less than the Zhuxian Sword.

Styx Ancestor.

The sword of killing, which was disliked by Sanqing at the same time, is still alive.

"Don't dare, it's just that there is something now, and I need to return to the cave, and I invited Zhenyuan, Dongyue, and Tongtian to drink tea and talk about Taoism, if you are free, why don't you go together?" Hongyun laughed.

"When it comes to the end, do you Hongyun still want to use Zhen Yuanzi and them to scare the ancestors? Don't say that they are not here at the moment, it is here, in the sea of blood, I am the only one! The Styx Ancestor had silver hair fluttering, and his eyes were full of killing aura, "Hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi and give you a chance to reincarnate, otherwise the Ancestor will let you perish forever." ”

"Okay, I'll hand it over." Hongyun gritted his teeth.

The corners of the Styx Ancestor's mouth rose slightly, revealing a little joy, and the twelve poinsettia lotus under him drove forward, approaching the red cloud.

Stretching out his hand to snatch it, the eyes of the remnant soul of the red cloud suddenly became sharp, the red gourd under his body surged with brilliance, the red light from the gourd mouth surged, and the cinnabar flew out like a galaxy.

"Sure enough."

The Styx Ancestor showed a disdainful sneer, his fingers moved slightly, and the two fierce swords of Ah Bi Yuan Tu on his side flew out, and in an instant, the murderous aura was immense.

His cultivation is strong, and the defense of the twelve-grade fire red lotus under his body is wonderful, and his power is almost no less than that of the twelve-grade golden lotus under the western lead-in, don't say that the red cloud is struggling at the moment, and the oil is running out, and the lamp is dry, even in his heyday, he can't hurt him, but at this moment, he seems to be so conceited that he disdains defense, but directly kills with a sword.

The two swords came out together, moving forward, and at the moment the galaxy was broken, directly slashing the red cloud primordial god, if it hit, the red cloud would fall.

Although Styx said that he would hand over Hongmeng Purple Qi and spare Hongyun's life, from the moment he saw Hongyun, Styx had already made up his mind to kill Hongyun.

Either don't do it or never do it.

has already taken away Hongyun's Hongmeng purple qi, don't you do it, if you don't kill Hongyun, Hongyun won't seek revenge on him after that?

Although he is in the sea of blood, even if Red Cloud and Zhen Yuanzi come in person, the River Styx is not afraid, but if he can kill an enemy and reduce some risks, why not do it?

The sword light was domineering, and with a sword slashing out, the red gourd that protected the Red Cloud Yuan God was difficult to resist, and a crack appeared and cracked.

There was a hint of fierceness in the eyes of the red cloud, and he turned straight into the original form, a red cloud, and then exploded and scattered in all directions.

The clouds are phaseless.

Gathering together is a red cloud, and scattering is also a red cloud.

This is a natal supernatural power, with tens of millions of doppelgangers, as long as he escapes a little, it is him, and the current situation is the only way to survive.

His clone left with Hongmeng purple qi.

Of course, such a natal supernatural power is not without a price, otherwise he would have used it a long time ago.

Red Cloud gathers together, his origin is consummated, and if he disperses like this, unless he can completely gather again, a single Dao clone will be able to recover to Da Luo's strength in the future is the limit.

But right now, there's no choice.

"Don't want to go!"

The sudden change of the red cloud, the color of the ancestor of the river Styx changed greatly, I didn't expect the red cloud to have such magical powers, the cooked duck was about to fly, and the anger at the moment, the entire sea of blood rioted, the endless sea of blood surged, and the figures flew out one by one, all of which were the appearance of the ancestor of the river Styx.

480 million blood god sons, the true housekeeper of the Styx Ancestor.

All of them are incarnations, but if the deity falls, each of them can become a deity.

As soon as he appeared, he searched the sea of blood.

I can be divided into thousands of incarnations, and I can have thousands of incarnations!

The sea of blood is boundless and murderous.

In the sky above the sky, there is also a domineering, like the eternal sun-like figure secretly snooping, looking for that figure, and secretly said in his heart, the eldest brother is thinking too much, let me take action, that is, I have to let Kunpeng and Styx test the water first.

Let's see if Dao Zu will really make a move.

Dao Ancestor is already in line with the Heavenly Dao, where will he make a move at will?

The light in the domineering tiger's eyes flickered, the void changed, and the phantom shadows of the sun, moon and stars on the Eastern Emperor Bell above his head surged, locking in all directions, and soon saw a figure clearly, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

Got it.

It's a pity that there is only one, and I or my eldest brother can only preach one.

Thinking about it, Taiyi fled directly, secretly preparing to arrest him, but at that moment, suddenly there was a wonderful rhyme of the Great Dao, and the red cloud incarnation with Hongmeng purple qi directly turned into nothingness, as if it disappeared out of thin air.

Donghuang Taiyi's face changed dramatically, and he searched for the sea of blood, but he couldn't find any traces.

"Red Cloud!"

The Styx Ancestor was also furious, and the 480 million Blood God Son clones searched the Quartet, killing countless Red Cloud Incarnations, but they couldn't find any trace of Hongmeng Purple Qi, and the two swords of Ah Bi and Yuan Tu trembled, and they were angry.

Wuzhuang view.

Zhen Yuanzi, who was closing his eyes and cultivating the Dao, was studying and perfecting the Dao of the Earth Immortals, suddenly sensed in the dark, his heart was surging, something was wrong, he quickly opened his eyes, full of shock, who was in trouble?

Zhen Yuanzi pinched his fingers, and in a thought, he counted all the people close to him, and all of them were fine, but Hongyun couldn't figure it out.

Zhen Yuanzi's face was worried, and immediately Qingyun flew out above his head, and a yellow scroll flew out, surging with spiritual light, reflecting the mountains and rivers of the desolate land.

Book from the ground.

The defense is unparalleled, the map of the earth, and the appearance of the desolate land can also be observed in real time.

After a search, there was no red cloud.

Zhen Yuanzi directly spurted out a mouthful of essence blood in the scroll, searching for where the landform suddenly changed dramatically.

If the red cloud falls, unless Dao Ancestor or Nuwa Niangniang makes a move, no matter what, with the means of the red cloud, there will inevitably be some fighting fluctuations left.

You can't check the red cloud directly, and it's the same with the fluctuation.

Soon, Zhen Yuanzi found out.

The quasi-saint of the flood wilderness, there are all of them, and they all know that it is easy to win the other party, and it is difficult to kill the other party, so they don't do it casually until they have to, and the entire flood wilderness has been such a quasi-saint battle for a hundred years.

"Kunpeng? No, Kunpeng is annoyed, he failed! This breath, this spatial trajectory, is going in the direction of the Sea of Blood! ”

Zhen Yuanzi's expression changed greatly, he took back the book from the ground, swiped suddenly, shuttled through the void, and came to the sea of blood in the blink of an eye, sensing a terrifying force surging over the sea of blood, blocking the void.

Zhen Yuanzi was furious, waved his sleeves, and broke the confinement, in terms of confinement methods, he is first-class, and breaking the confinement is also first-class.

However, as soon as he broke, he saw a picture that he will never forget.

The Styx Ancestor slashed all of the Red Cloud avatars with his twin swords.

"Styx, you damn it!"

Zhen Yuanzi saw that his eyes were about to split, and he roared sharply, like a mad demon, and shot out in anger, the space was imprisoned, and he never died.

The roar was domineering, and in the blink of an eye, it spread throughout half of the wilderness.

Countless powers have looked sideways.

(End of chapter)