Suddenly, a sword light flew out from the depths of the sea of blood, blocking Lu Yu's attack, this sword light was full of killing intent, looking at the direction where the sword light attacked, and found that there was a Taoist who could not tell his age was sitting on top of the sea of blood.

Although the Taoist can't see the age, but there is a breath of time on his body, this breath is ethereal, difficult to describe in words, he just sits there, but you seem to be able to see the scene of the passage of time, just at a glance, everyone knows that this Taoist must be an ancient power.

He was wearing a black robe, and behind him were two blood-colored long swords, and endless murderous aura came out from the two swords, making people tremble all over, as if they saw the purest killing intent in the world through these two swords.

"It's hard to have this good seedling, but it can't just be damaged!" The words of the Taoist reached the ears of everyone, as if they came from the distant past, with the breath of time.

With the breath of this Taoist, everyone didn't dare to make the slightest move, but Lu Yu was not included among these people, and he had the intention of killing for the blood without clothes.

Ignoring the Daoist's obstruction, the bright sword light flew up again, heading straight for the bloody faceless door.

Seeing this, the Taoist frowned and said: "Interesting, under the pressure of the ancestor and me, I can still make a move, it's not simple, when will these three realms come out with such a talented person as you!"

With a slight wave of his sleeves, Lu Yu's sword light sank into the sea and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Lu Yu knew that he might not be able to kill Bloody Wuyi again, and with this block, his attack would not fall on Bloody Wuyi's head at all.

Seeing this, Blood Wuyi was overjoyed, knowing that his efforts were not in vain, and with this ancestor coming forward to protect him, his life was worry-free.

"Since you have a sword under my nose, you can also eat my sword!" said the Taoist softly.

I saw a sword behind him flickering, and a sword light full of pure killing intent struck at Lu Yu.

Lu Yu naturally won't take it lightly, after all, he is facing the legendary power, but it is not his style to let him be so restrained.

With a loud shout, a stream of water flew out of the treasure bottle, turning into a barrier in front of him, blocking the sword light, but it didn't take long for the sword light to be torn apart.

There was a sudden anger in his heart, although this ancestor was strong, but he regarded the beings of heaven and earth as ants, Lu Yu himself did not like it, and now he gave up his skin to attack himself.

Even if the clay figure still has three points of fire, let alone Lu Yu, he raised his sword above him, twisted all his unyielding spiritual will into a single force, and turned it into a sword light.

Sword to sword, this is the favorite way of ordinary sword immortals, although Lu Yu has always used swords, but to be honest, he is not a real sword immortal, he has always lacked the indomitable momentum of the sword immortal.

Only now did he find his sword heart, this sword was definitely Lu Yu's strongest sword, and the incomparably pure sword intent with an indestructible will greeted the attack of this powerful man.

The two sword intents met in the air, the void seemed to be torn apart by the sword intent, and a black gap faintly flashed, and the earth was skimmed by the vertical and horizontal sword intent, leaving a thousand ravines.

The people around them dodged one after another, away from the battlefield, this level of confrontation, as long as the exposed sword intent rubbed against them, it was possible to leave scars, which one dared to approach.

The huge sword intent raged in the air, and kept approaching Lu Yu's body, at this time, Lu Yu's body seemed to have the sound of a tide, and everyone in the distance seemed to be able to see an illusory sea appear from Lu Yu's body.

Lu Yu's clothes have been cut and tattered by the sword intent, but there is no wound left on his body, now that he has forged his body, this body is already a veritable immortal body, and the sword intent that has been consumed can't hurt him at all.

Therefore, although he looked very embarrassed at this time, his aura did not weaken, but a sky-high battle intent burst out from his body.

Lu Yu's eyes, who blocked this blow, flashed with an unyielding light, and he couldn't help shouting: "Come and don't be rude, Ancestor, you will also eat my sword!"

The bright sword light turned into a great river, and rushed towards the Taoist who was sitting on the sea of blood with an indomitable momentum.

This sword is so bright, even the Taoist does not dare to ignore it, he has been sitting upright with a wave of his sleeves, and a big wave suddenly rises in the endless sea of blood, blocking the sword light.

The Taoist looked at the scholar of the human race who dared to shoot at him in front of him, and his heart was in a trance, he had not made a name for himself for many years, and now people are so bold that they dare to draw their swords to themselves.

Although Lu Yu's sword intent was still a little immature in his eyes, it was very rare to have the courage to draw a sword from himself.

"Okay, Ancestor, I have been in the world for many years, and I have really never seen a person like you, if you die at the hands of Ancestor, I will include your soul in this sea of blood, and it must be a good Shura. ”

"Amitabha! Heaven has the virtue of a good life, and the ancestor should not make more sins!" At this moment, a wave of Buddha horns suddenly came from Yuanchuan.

A young monk appeared above the sea of blood, wearing a robe, stepping on a lotus platform, and a round of golden light of merit shining brightly behind his head.

"Jizo! You're meddling again. Styx Ancestor said with some resentment.

"The little monk made a big vow, hell is not empty, he vows not to become a Buddha, all sentient beings are exhausted, and Bodhi is proven. If the ancestor recreates and kills the evil, won't it ruin the merit of the little monk!" Jizo said with a smile on his face.

"Hmph! it's too much to deceive people!" The Styx Ancestor was a little annoyed and angry, at this time, he was too lazy to care about Lu Yu, and the imperial envoy was about to drown the Jizo Bodhisattva in the sea of blood.

The golden light of merit on Jizo's head shines brightly, I saw him standing on the sea of blood and silently chanting, the sea of blood could not get close to him at all, but with the sound of chanting, the countless souls that had sunk in the sea of blood were transcended, turned into ghosts with clear expressions, and disappeared after giving salutes to Jizo.

And with the transcendence of the unjust soul, the golden light of merit on Jizo's body became brighter and brighter, and the speed of transformation also increased again.

The two swords of Yuantu Abi flew up, but they were blocked by the orb in Jizo's hand, and they couldn't cause damage to Jizo. The Styx Ancestor was depressed and just wanted to vomit blood, thinking that he had been born from this sea of blood since the opening of the world, and had always been a well-known existence in the Three Realms, who knew that he had suffered a big loss at the hands of Jizo, a rising star.

Since Jizo made a great wish, he has lived in the Netherworld for a long time and suppressed the sea of blood, so that the ancestor of the River Styx, the former power, could not come out, and he gradually lost his name in the Three Realms, and he was also forced by Jizo to be anxious, so he personally laid out the layout regardless of the face, and relied on the blood without clothes to condense the sea of blood to supplement the Netherworld Blood Sea.