Chapter Eighty-Seven: The River Styx
Outside the heavens, dozens of quasi-saint powers erupted at the same time, brazenly killing the fierce beasts on the opposite side, and the powerful power was earth-shattering, making the chaotic qi churn, the sun, moon and stars trembling, and the heavenly court shaking.
"Presumptuous!"
On the Sun Star, Donghuang Taiyi, who was in retreat to heal his wounds, was awakened by the majestic momentum and couldn't help but open his eyes.
Suddenly, time and space stood still, the sound was silent, the heavens were not shaking, the sun, moon and stars were not trembling, the chaotic qi was calm, and the majestic momentum that surged was also quietly gone.
"Hey...... It's stronger!" Outside the sky, noticing the changes below, many great powers were deeply shocked by the strength shown by Taiyi.
Everyone of the demon clan was excited in their hearts, and their faces showed excitement, the stronger Taiyi is, the stronger the strength of the demon clan, how can they be unhappy!
The Wu clan was full of ugly faces, and every progress of Taiyi could increase the power of the Chaos Bell, which was a great threat to the Wu clan.
The rest of the great powers had different thoughts, some people saw the hope of a breakthrough from Taiyi, and their faces were happy, and some people couldn't help frowning when they saw that the demon clan was becoming more and more powerful......
"Taiyi is worthy of being the number one master of the Flood Desolation in the past, and he actually relied on the opportunity to fight with the Chaos Demon God to get one step closer and reach the realm of the Quasi-Saint Great Perfection!"
You see, before He was sanctified, He was only in the middle of the quasi-sainthood!
"Haha, I'm done!" The people of the Styx River smirked, and sacrificed the two innate killing swords of Yuan Tu and Ah Bi, and the cold killing machine suddenly flew out and killed a fierce beast.
"Isn't this Styx Daoist crazy?" Seeing that Styx laughed for no reason, the great powers couldn't help but feel disgusted.
The Styx River people are the innate gods and demons born in the Netherworld Blood Sea, and when they were born, they stepped on the fire red lotus of the twelve grades of karma, and held the double swords of Yuan Tu and Ah Nose. These three are all the best innate spiritual treasures.
The 12 karmic fire red lotus is transformed by the lotus seed that created the green lotus. The double sword of Yuan Tu and Ah Bi is the manifestation of the killing props between heaven and earth, and its killing does not touch cause and effect, and it is a veritable killing treasure.
There are three top-grade innate spirit treasures as companion spirit treasures, it can be said that in the entire flood wilderness, except for the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who was born with the Chaos Bell in his arms, no one can compare to the River Styx, even the three Qings cannot.
It stands to reason that the people of the Styx River were born with the luck of the atmosphere, and they are the top supernatural powers of the flood wilderness, so they should be the guests of many great powers.
It's a pity that the Netherworld Blood Sea is the belly of Pangu squeezed, the blood waves are rolling inside, the fish and shrimp are not prosperous, the birds and insects are not coming, the anger of heaven and earth is all gathered here, and there are countless remnant spirits gathered, which is really a big filthy place between heaven and earth.
The Styx people were born in it, coupled with their withdrawn personality and extremely murderous nature, which naturally caused many great powers to dislike. As a result, he had no friends in the midst of the desolation, and was faintly excluded from the mainstream.
"Hmph!" Sensing the look of disgust on everyone's faces, the Styx River people snorted coldly, flicked their sleeves and took away the Chaos Origin, and their figures flashed and returned to the sea of blood.
Seeing the people of the Styx River leaving, everyone frowned, only to feel that something big had happened, and hurriedly followed and left, returning to the desolation.
In the depths of the sea of blood, the people of the Styx River stood with their hands in their hands, looking at the chaotic origin floating in the air, and could not hide the excitement in their hearts.
"Haha! With this thing, today is the time for my Styx to preach!"
I saw that he pinched the law one after another, causing the sea of blood to roll endlessly, and the boundless blood qi gathered and poured into the source of chaos. In just a moment, the appearance of the Chaos Origin had changed drastically, turning into a blood-colored placenta.
"Okay! Give the poor way!" The change in the origin of chaos made the people of the Styx River more confident, and under the extreme excitement, a flush even appeared on their faces.
As he spoke, the Styx Daoist suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed at the sea of blood. With this grasp, the sea of blood boiled, the sky trembled, the void twisted, and a large area of space collapsed.
With a whining sound, the remnants of the soul wandering in the sea of blood seemed to be inspired, and under the grasp of the River Styx, they rushed towards the blood-colored placenta, making it have life, and it kept beating.
"Haha! Although the poor path is not proficient in the way of creation, with this chaotic origin, it can make up for the shortcomings of the poor path and replace the existence of the way of creation!"
It turned out that seeing Nuwa create a human being and become holy, Styx also had the same thought in his heart. He Nuwa was not in the middle stage of quasi-sainthood, and she was able to become holy with the help of the merits of human creation.
If he can create a race that is more powerful than the human race, he may not be able to be sanctified by it.
It's just that, when it comes to killing, he, the River Styx, is in charge of the way of killing, and no one can control it.
But to create a new race, you need to be extremely proficient in the way of creation, which is completely wrong. As a result, he was a little at a loss as to what to do.
Therefore, although Styx has an idea in his heart, he has never put it into action because the way of killing and the way of creation are compatible.
But the appearance of the beast rebellion made him see the hope again.
That fierce beast was created by the Chaos Demon God with the Chaos Origin, and the Chaos Origin is the source of heaven and earth, the root of all things, which can completely replace the way of creation, and even better.
"Haha! With the origin of chaos as the placenta, the blood qi as the body, and the remnant souls of all beings as the true spirit, the race created by the poor path must be extremely powerful, it is an innate race!
"And the human race created by his Nuwa is inherently weak, and the number of acquired people is no longer the name of innate, how can it be compared with the innate race created by the poor way!
"He Nuwa can be sanctified by virtue of an acquired race, and he can create an innate race by virtue of the poor way!
"When this new innate race is born, it will be the time when the poor Dao will become holy!haha!" Amid the laughter, the expressions of the Styx Dao people became more and more crazy.
With a light step, the fiery red lotus of the Twelve Grades of Karma emerged, rooted in the netherworld blood sea, and held up the blood-colored placenta.
Suddenly, a burst of red light flashed, and the karmic fire red lotus became more and more enchanting, and the roots fluttered, constantly extracting the origin of the blood sea, pouring it into the blood-colored placenta, accelerating its growth.
Buzz!
Under the infusion of the origin of the sea of blood, the blood-colored placenta trembled wildly, and the light of creation flowed endlessly. It can be seen that a vague figure gradually takes shape inside, exuding a rich vitality.
At this moment, the Styx Dao people calmed down, and the madness in their eyes disappeared and turned into a dignified color.
"There is still one last step left before this race can be truly born!" "The Styx River people looked strange, and as they spoke, they slammed into their chests and spewed out a large mouthful of essence blood against the blood-colored placenta.
This final step is to brand the new race with the Flood Desolation, so that it will be recognized by the Flood Desolation World.