"Why can't I be holy?"

The boundless sea of blood, the evil qi is rolling, the Shura roars, the rakshasa roars.

The worst hell of the flood is nothing more than that.

And in the middle of the sea of blood, as a famous powerhouse in the wilderness, the Styx Ancestor was thinking about life.

Nuwa created a man and became holy.

Sanqing established the religion and became holy.

But why did Ancestor I create the Shura Clan and establish the Netherworld Sect again, but as a result, not to mention sanctification, even my cultivation has not been enhanced much?

still can't win against Emperor Jun Taiyi, and as for the rest, there are few opponents of the ancestors.

Everything was for nothing.

The Styx Ancestor lowered his head and thought about it, unable to think of a reason, and was inexplicably a little uneasy, as if some calamity had befallen him.

immediately deduced it, but gained nothing, and his brows couldn't help frowning, could it be that in the sea of blood, who could harm me?

In the midst of doubt, twelve terrifying coercions swept in, shaking in all directions, and in just an instant, the endless sea of blood void was frozen and solidified.

The face of the Styx Ancestor changed suddenly, and he immediately took off into the air, and the Yuan Tu Sword in his hand appeared, revealing an earth-shattering aura, breaking through the sea of blood, and millions of Shura roared, and the evil spirit rushed into the sky, tearing the endless void, it was the ordinary Da Luo Jin Immortal here, if there was no supreme treasure to protect him, he would have to flee in embarrassment.

But this time, the Styx Ancestor was a small thing, and he was angry in the sky, and he was strongly shattered by the twelve terrifying coercions that were connected into one breath, and the twelve demon god phantoms that stood up to the sky and the earth were condensed, and the boundless breath flowed, blocking the heavens and the earth, and the living beings were afraid.

"Dijiang?" A look of jealousy appeared on the face of the Styx Ancestor, but he shouted loudly, "Dijiang, Ancestor, I have no grievances with you in the past, and I have a grudge against you recently, why did you come to attack my sea of blood and kill my son?" If you don't give an explanation, Hugh blames the ancestor for being ruthless and slaughtering the Lingdijiang tribe. ”

"Who said that there is no hatred, in the battle of Buzhou Mountain that day, you stood on the side of Emperor Jun's house, intending to hurt the high priest of our clan to lead the junior brother Zhun Ti, but you did not put my holy clan in your eyes. If you are interested in this time, let the sea of blood give my little sister and spare your life, otherwise you will be beaten to ashes today. "The sound of the Dijiang River is like thunder, roaring for thousands of miles, containing terrifying power to wreak havoc in the void.

"Beat me to ashes? You may not have the ability to do so! When the Styx Ancestor heard this, the Blood Sea immediately turned cold, the Blood Sea was the foundation of his cultivation, how could he give it up?

At the moment, the boundless sea of blood was surging, and one by one, the incarnations that were the same as the ancestors of the Styx River rose from the sea of blood, and the qi and blood all around their bodies were surging, and the single incarnation was enough to terrify the living beings, and now there were 840 million such killing gods.

The boundless breath is linked, shaking the universe and alarming the nine heavens.

"Styx, you are a kid who deceives the ignorant, how can you show it off in front of us?"

However, seeing this, the twelve demon gods were not afraid, Zhu Rong laughed even more, and immediately a mouthful of divine fire erupted, smelting the void, and under one mouthful, hundreds of blood god doppelgangers turned into blood and disappeared without a trace.

The 840 million blood god doppelganger, the unique supernatural power of the ancestor of the Styx, usually walks the flood wilderness in his incarnation.

And just one incarnation also has the magic power of Da Luo Jin Immortal, and even the means of cultivation are far superior to those of ordinary Da Luo Jin Immortal.

It is said that there are 840 million blood god doppelgangers of the Styx Ancestor, all of whom are Da Luo Jin Immortals.

But in fact, how is it possible?

840 million Da Luo clones, if they really have this means, how can they still have the share of Di Jun and Di Jiang?

Even if you rely on the blood god doppelganger to blow themselves up, you can blow them up alive.

What's more, the sea of blood can't afford to support it at all.

It's just that above the sea of blood, just from a glance, the spiritual power of countless blood god clones flows freely, and it looks like there are 840 million Daluo incarnations.

But for Zhu Rong, who has entered the sea of blood, it is all a showcase.

If you have the ability, let's fight directly.

"Pediatric means? Let's see if you can find the whole incarnation of me, wait for my incarnation to leave, regroup, and kill all the demons! ”

Styx Ancestor sneered, 840 million Da Luo clones, this thing has deceived ordinary people, but he knows that it must not be able to fool them, but it doesn't matter.

Because this incarnation, in addition to helping him set up the array, more importantly, is his means of resurrection.

840 million, as long as one is there, he can be resurrected!

Unless the sea of blood burns out and the incarnation is destroyed, he will not die!

The murderous aura in his eyes flashed, the Yuan Tu sword in his hand shook, and a sword slashed out, triggering the energy of the immeasurable blood sea, and the heaven and earth changed color, and a blood-red sword qi slashed out, and the void shattered, heading straight towards Zhurong.

Since there is no possibility of negotiation, let's see if we live or die.

This is also the thing he is most used to.

The way to kill, to kill all things.

In the midst of killing, self-detachment.

And in this kind of killing, the stronger the opponent, the better.

He also wanted to see how strong this peak demon god could be.

"Good time."

Zhu Rong was overjoyed, punched him head-on, and then the other eleven started without thinking.

For them, they will not have the slightest sense of guilt if they bully more or less.

Winning is the key.

At the moment, the twelve attacked together, and the twelve avenues were intertwined between heaven and earth, joining hands to squeeze the killing avenue of the Styx Ancestor, and there was boundless mana circulating in the air, and the battle made the void crack, and the nine heavens trembled.

It didn't take too long, although the Styx Ancestor was powerful, it would never be the opponent of the twelve demon gods.

But after a cup of tea, it failed.

Immediately after, the Styx Ancestor turned into a streamer of light and discussed.

Di Jiang and the others did not chase and kill, compared to what they had to do next, the life or death of the Styx Ancestor was not important.

Even the Styx Ancestor who escaped was shocked, he originally wanted to fight this deity and escape some incarnations, but he found that the twelve demon gods seemed to only want to hit him hard, and they were not very keen on killing him.

He was allowed to escape.

They weren't worried about my retaliation at all?

The Styx Ancestor was full of doubts, but he was not in a hurry to escape, and used the clone left in the sea of blood to secretly observe and see what Di Jiang was going to do.

"It's almost time."

After the River Styx left, he was led out of the twelve-grade golden lotus.

"Well, after I turn into reincarnation, it is inevitable that I will not be able to take care of the tribe, and I will have High Priest Lao and several brothers to take care of it." Houtu bowed slightly.

"If you say goodbye this time, you will not be my clan in the future." Xuan Ming said sadly, as the only woman among the twelve brothers and sisters, except for Houtu, she always felt unspeakably sad when she watched the reincarnation of Houtu.

This heaven and earth was opened up by the Father, but the Father was finally exhausted because this heaven and earth were incomplete, and we, as children, were meant to make up for it. What's more, only by reincarnation can tribal contradictions be alleviated, and our clan can continue to stand on the top of heaven and earth. Houtu sighed.

This weekend, there will be two shifts.

It's expected to be before 10 p.m. tomorrow to see how I do tomorrow.

(End of chapter)