Chapter Seventy-Six: The Sea of Blood Never Wies, and the River Styx Doesn't Die

"The sect leader came in person, and I was really flattered and flattered!"

The corpse's face was gloomy, and the poisonous mist around him dispersed, resisting the pervasive Netherblood Divine Son, while responding to the River Styx.

Houtu on the side also had a bad complexion, after all, this directly gave them a dismount.

This Nether Sect Master of the Sea of Blood doesn't seem to welcome them very much!

"The two of them are the ones who make my humble house shine, look around, but the arrival of the two makes the ghosts around me a little kinder. ”

Styx said, casually slapping it, only listening to the sound of "pop", the countless ghosts around it were emptied, leaving only endless bloody breath.

Hou Tu glanced at the extravagant corpse on the side, then looked at the River Styx, and snorted coldly, as if she was born to deal with it, and the gentle Hou Tu Niang Niang actually showed a look of disgust,

"Fellow Daoist, is it possible that Your Excellency doesn't know what I'm waiting for? Or ...... Do you think my Wu clan is not worthy to stand with you?"

The corpse said, looking at the Styx Ancestor in front of him with unkind eyes, although the other party had cultivated to 1299 million blood god sons, and was born invincible in this Netherworld Blood Sea,

But the extravagant corpse does not believe that the other party can not die, eternal life is simple, but it is difficult not to die, even Tiandao Hongjun does not dare to guarantee that he can not die, how dare this Styx talk about arrogance.

"Eh, Daoist friends are wrong, the two ancestors came to my Netherworld Blood Sea, I haven't fulfilled the friendship of the landlord, how can I arrange Your Excellency like this? There must be a misunderstanding, please move the two of you,"

As soon as the words fell, only a muffled sound was heard, and a huge opening had opened in the sea of blood on the side, and countless disgusting Asuras below walked out with blood-colored double forks.

Lined up in neat rows, the leader was dressed in a blood-red robe, wearing a crown of golden skulls, and a peach-faced beauty hovering around her waist.

Although the lower half of this beauty seems to grow on the waist of that person, it is full of all kinds of indescribable chaos, and the two Dharma bodies, a man and a woman, share the lower body, which makes Houtu even more uncomfortable.

The woman slowly tilted her head and leaned on the man's shoulder, begging for the man's caresses.

"Hmph! It's filthy, ghostly tricks, and you dare to take it out and be embarrassed?"

The corpse also cherished the feeling of Houtu, and directly snorted coldly, and the powerful coercion condensed in the sky above that person, directly crushing him into the filthy sea of blood.

A blood god son suddenly appeared on the body of the asura, and in an instant, the coercion of the corpse was broken, and the female body threw a big wink at the poisonous ancestor witch.

This can make the heart of the corpse of Yubi angry, he is a dignified twelve ancestors, and his reputation is great, how can he endure such a shameful humiliation.

Immediately, with a wave of his hand, he directly brought up countless waves of blood, shrouded in poisonous mist, a trace of black qi dispersed the blood-colored light in the sky, and this netherworld blood sea instantly became like the poisonous barrier in front of him, which made people panic.

"Extravagant corpse, this is my netherworld blood sea, I can't tolerate your presumptuousness, if you are doing such a move, don't blame the old man for being polite!"

As he spoke, Yuan Tu's nose came out of the sheath behind Styx, and the powerful evil qi rushed straight to his brain, and such a great killing aura actually broke through the cloud of resentment that had accumulated above his head for an unknown number of thousands of years.

How many resentful souls were directly dispersed by the powerful evil qi, and they no longer had the ability to gather again, and the entire desolation was invariably looking at the bloodthirsty rainbow light that rose to the sky.

Above the sky, the domineering demon clan emperor looked at the light that rose to the sky, and a smile flashed on his face.

Although he didn't know why Houtu and Haobi Corpse went to the Netherworld Blood Sea, that old thing in the Styx had already coveted the status of the overlord of the Wu Clan's desolate land.

Now that they have been sent to the door in person, are they not obediently slaughtered?

Even if it is the two ancestral witches, as the Asura clan said, the River Styx does not bleed the sea, even Hongjun can't help him.

This is not an empty word, not to mention the 129,600 blood god sons he refined himself, but to say that the infinite resentment and endless evil qi in the netherworld blood sea, if it is accidentally released, it will be a catastrophe that destroys the world and destroys the world.

The kind that can instantly knock the meritorious and sanctified Nuwa off the holy throne, he can't afford to be careless.

And the River Styx was born in the sea of blood, and it was the creation of the Asura clan, which greatly calmed the evil qi that was so rich in the sea of blood that it was condensed.

What's more, he created the Asura clan with Nuwa's feat of creating a human being, and it made heaven and earth happy.

Don't look at the Asura clan as indescribable, extremely ugly, and the women seem to be as good as they can do, but they do make a great contribution to the famine.

If those remnant souls with outstanding strength can get away with it without their souls being wiped out and drift to the sea of blood, they still have the opportunity to reincarnate into the Asura clan, reshape their bodies, and even obtain innate shells.

It can be said that a race is all composed of the most terrible resentful souls in the flood wilderness, not to mention anything else, just this character, what Houtu saw just now is only a drop in the bucket.

Styx is known as the Nether Master, and because of this, although they are a desolate and filthy place, they are also indispensable for maintaining the desolation.

So for a while, looking at the Styx frenzy, the two ancestors were helpless, how could this Nima fight? Looking at the golden wheel of merit that shimmered with golden light wrapped around each other's bodies.

and the two murderous swords that do not stick to cause and effect on the body, the cold light is cold, it is really chilling, it is really two murderous swords on the body, and the blade of non-killing is also injured!

"Shut up, Styx, you are so self-possessing that you disregard the laws of heaven and earth and rob and kill my Wu army, it is really shameless. ”

As he spoke, the whole person had rushed to his front door, and the figure dodged the impact of the River Styx and came directly behind him.

But behind him, Yuan Tu Ah Nose suddenly bloomed, and before he could say anything, he saw two blood-red long swords only taking his head.

Houtu also looked at his brother, and the whole person had come behind him, with eight hands and eight arms stretched out behind his back, sticking to the scepter and the tuanhua.

The heavy law of the earth behind him directly turned into an infinite desolate earth phantom and smashed towards the Styx River on the side.

All the Asuras of the Asura clan stood up one after another, and the Una Shura King stood up, followed the old ancestor, and countless blood god sons behind him stood up, covering the sky and the sun for a while.

Countless asuras roared angrily towards the sky, shouting a blood-colored roar towards the clouds on the edge of the sky: "The sea of blood will not wither, the sect leader will not die!"