In a gray mist, Tang Hao stepped out of one of them.

At a glance around, the vast starry sky has disappeared.

The sound of rattling water sounded again, and the gray and white void came again, and behind Tang Hao, a stone bridge stood faintly and mysteriously.

"Is this already on the other side of the stone bridge?"

Looking at the scene around him that was the same as before, Tang Hao muttered, turned around, and the familiar footprints came into view.

The stone bridge is still the same stone bridge, but the figure of the woman on it before has disappeared.

"It seems that after asking Houtu, I have to go to Penglai Island."

Standing under the bridge, Tang Hao's eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Now, in addition to the question of whether traveling through two worlds with different time flow speeds will affect the cultivation speed, there is one more reason to go to Tongtian.

The woman just now was so mysterious that she was covered in a layer of fog.

If the other party is really a creature above the desolation, then Tongtian, as a saint, will know a thing or two.

And if the other party is not a desolate creature, then the other party is likely to be a character like the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven.

For some reason, Tang Hao always felt that the other party was very likely not to be a desolate creature.

After all, those pictures just now are too amazing, obviously just walking across a stone bridge, but it seems to be walking in the vast time and space, through the heavens and all worlds!

"The universe is infinitely vast, long and profound, and so are the wonders of the world, even if they are saints, they are only conceived in the vast heaven and earth."

A sentence that Lao Tzu Sage once said flashed through his mind, looking at the lonely footprints on the bridge deck, Tang Hao chuckled lightly and turned to leave.

For some reason, he always felt that he might see the mysterious woman again, and he was looking forward to the flood more and more.

Tang Hao's body, who turned to leave, gradually disappeared into a gray haze, as if he had never appeared.

The stone bridge fell into silence again, and from time to time an ethereal and mournful word sounded, as if it had passed through the ages, repeating itself.

On the other side, after leaving the stone bridge, Tang Hao continued to move forward along the flow of the Nine Shadows River.

Although it is a walk, it is also a monk of the Tribulation Realm, and it is already hundreds of miles in just one step.

This is still because Tang Hao was afraid that he would make a mistake with some of the same scenery as just now, so he deliberately slowed down his pace, otherwise even if he didn't use his mind, he would be able to travel thousands of miles or even thousands of miles in an instant just by relying on the cultivation of the tribulation.

The years seem to have lost their effect in the Nine Shadows, and after I don't know how long it has been, there has finally been a slight change in the surroundings again.

"I wouldn't have stumbled into the Styx's territory, would I?"

Looking at the river around him that was faintly starting to turn a little red, Tang Hao touched his chin and muttered to himself with some uncertainty.

Raising his head slightly, it was still gray in the distance, but vaguely it seemed to be a little different.

Standing in place and thinking about it, Tang Hao decided to go over and take a look.

He is also very interested in the Styx Ancestor who created the Shura clan in legend.

Although he had talked through the Endless Void before, Tang Hao was not very familiar with the use of ideas at that time, and seeing Jiuyou was just a mistake.

He only remembered that the Styx Ancestor at that time seemed to be an old man, and then he was full of evil and couldn't see the real appearance.

"I heard that the men of the Shura clan are extremely ugly, and the women are all enchanting and beautiful, but I don't know if it's true."

The pace couldn't help but speed up, and Tang Hao's mind began to search for some rumors about the Styx Ancestor in his memory.

The Ancestor of the River Styx, an extremely famous existence in the wilderness.

As an innate creature born in the Netherworld Blood Sea, he can not only be ranked among the strongest echelons below the saints, but even the best among them.

Moreover, legend has it that the River Styx also has two double swords that can slaughter spirits but do not stick to cause and effect, and their names are Ah Bi and Yuan Tu.

"I remember that this guy from Styx thought about trying it himself after Nuwa created people and became holy, who would have thought that after creating the Shura clan, he would not be recognized by the Heavenly Dao, and there would be no merit to descend."

"I don't know if the saying that the sea of blood does not dry up and the Styx does not die is true."

Tang Hao, who was walking on the banks of the Jiuyou River, suddenly muttered in his heart, and at the same time, a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

For some of the characters in the Flood Wilderness, he will no longer judge them directly from memory as before.

Lao Tzu has become a teenager, what is the ancestor of the Styx, who can know?

As time passed, the gray-white mist in the distance began to become ruddy and hazy as if shrouded in the remnant sun.

And the Nine Shadows River beside him gradually turned from dark to light red, and began to turn from light to deep as Tang Hao advanced.

Eventually, the gray mist had completely turned into a cloud of scarlet, the same as when it had been on the stone bridge, and the red mist was surging, like a wall and a mirror, blocking the way.

The footsteps stopped, and Tang Hao, who was standing in front of the red mist, raised his eyebrows slightly.

Although he couldn't see the scene behind the red mist, he could smell a faint smell of blood from the twisting and surging scarlet.

"Looks like you're not wrong."

Laughing and muttering to himself, Tang Hao didn't care whether the red mist in front of him was in any danger, and directly stepped in.

The mental method began to operate, and Tang Hao, who walked out of the fog wall again, also brought up a cloud of blood behind him.

Gently exhaled a breath of fresh air, and the next moment the red mist dissipated, and a whole new world suddenly appeared in front of you.

The light fell from the sky again, but instead of sunlight, it was a blood-red light.

Raising his head slightly, Tang Hao's eyes suddenly narrowed.

An extremely large mass of liquid slowly wriggled at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters above the head.

The liquid is scarlet, with a pungent smell, as if it contains the most filthy darkness in the world.

The sea of blood is turbulent, beautiful and treacherous.

Even though it seemed to be tens of thousands of meters away, Tang Hao could still see that there seemed to be a lot of black shadows in this sea of blood that was beating in an irregular shape.

Some of them twisted, some prostrate, some laughed, some degenerated......

And on top of these, a palace the color of the sea of blood is gloomy and floating, exuding a monstrous aura, as if suppressing the group of black shadows like revenants!

Beside him, the Nine Shadows River, which was originally as black as ink, seemed to be affected by the sea of blood above the sky, and the whole body also turned red.

If Tang Hao's body was floating in the air at the same height as that palace at this time, he would find that the Nine Shadows River under his feet was like turning into a blood vessel, pumping fresh blood towards an unknown place......

On the side of the red mist, Tang Hao looked at the monstrous sea of blood, and his expression did not change at all.

After seeing the scene on the stone bridge, the shock caused by the sea of blood in front of him didn't seem to be much.

The body began to rise out of thin air, and the speed was neither fast nor slow towards the blood-red palace.

As we got closer, the smell of blood in the air grew thicker and thicker, and finally turned into a substantial mist, sticky and disgusting.

Avoiding the mist, Tang Hao continued to head upward.

I thought that the smell of the sea of blood filled with all kinds of filth would be very unpleasant, but who would have thought that after getting closer, he didn't feel anything unusual.

"Is it because I absorbed the blood of the demon clan?"

Feeling the excitement of a certain breath in his body, a thoughtful look flashed on Tang Hao's face.

The demon clan that can be selected by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and put into the altar is basically turning the karma on his body into substance.

The blood qi turned into their essence and flesh may not be weaker than the evil qi emanating from the sea of blood in front of them.

"Would you like to say hello first?"

"It's someone else's territory, so it seems a little rude to break in so suddenly."

No longer paying attention to the sea of blood in front of him that was constantly wriggling like a living thing, Tang Hao raised his head and looked at the palace that was getting closer and closer, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

Now it is difficult for him to rejecting and disliking everything and creatures in the box, but he has a deep curiosity.

After thinking about it, Tang Hao decided to say hello first.

After all, Styx is not Rahu, how can I say that I have met Rahu a few times, but Styx has no intersection except for a glance at each other when we were looking for Houtu.

However, just as Tang Hao was about to withdraw the mindless aura on his body, a figure suddenly walked out of the blood-red palace.

At this time, Tang Hao had already come to a position that was level with the sea of blood, but the figure didn't seem to see him.

After exiting the palace, he fled into the distance.

"Tut, my physique can only be said to be absolute."

Above the sea of blood, Tang Hao looked at the departing familiar back, and suddenly shook his head with some tears and laughter.

"How did Styx get involved with the Western Sect, or did you say that the matter just now was not known to the Introductions and Zhun Ti?"

Looking at the young man in monk's clothes who looked like a world apart from what he had been, Tang Hao sighed.

That's right, the young man who walked out of the palace above the sea of blood just now was the one who had fought against Jiang Zangfeng in Guanjiang City, and his appearance was no less than that of the prince of the Heaven Covering World.

"Let's pretend I didn't see it."

Shaking his head, Tang Hao withdrew his gaze and looked at the blood-red palace again.

It's not that I'm afraid of trouble, but I still have a lot of things to solve.

As long as it's not related to the human race, I don't bother to pay attention to it.

At the same time, in the depths of the palace above the sea of blood, an old man who exuded an endless ferocious aura sat cross-legged on a futon, his expression extremely indifferent.

His emotionless gaze was passing through the obstacle, through the palace and landing on the back of a departing figure in the distance.

Thinking of what the young man said to him just now, Styx couldn't help but want to laugh, "In vain, you two guys still say that you two want to create Elysium and transform the world, and even your own big disciples can't transform it, you are going to laugh at me to death!" ”

After a sarcastic remark, Styx shook his head and was about to close his eyes and continue meditating.

The deal with the teenager was still very early, and he was not in a hurry to make a move.

However, as if sensing something, Styx suddenly stood up from the futon and looked out of the palace with a somewhat uncertain gaze.

"Isn't it, just before the front foot was discovered?"

"That kid doesn't know to see if anyone is following him?!"