The Styx Ancestor's fame is the Blood Nerve.

In this sea of blood, there are hundreds of millions of blood gods.

All of them are extraordinary, and now these powers are entangled, where is there any reason to escape.

They barely had time to scream.

It was swallowed up by a sea of blood, and there was not the slightest splash at all.

At this time, hundreds of great powers are also certain to die.

What's more, there are only a few dozen of them.

"Everyone give me orders, you wait to guard the country, and anyone who dares to enter will be killed!

I'm going to set foot on the holy land of Namoyun!"

"Greetings to Your Majesty. ”

After hearing Long Aotian's voice, the Great Qin Wenwu below was all stunned and bowed down.

A fiery glow was released from his eyes.

Holy Land, in the past, it was an unattainable existence in their eyes.

Now their Majesty is going to level the Holy Land.

How can they not be excited.

It's just that his strength is weak, and he can't follow left and right, sweeping Tianyuan, which is really a big pity.

Long Aotian's words had just been finished.

The Styx Ancestor, under the other party's signal, directly tore the space apart.

The next moment, the sea of blood, along with the two of them, disappeared in place.

Zhongzhou is vast, if you compare it with the Eight Desolations.

The other party is just a speck of light in the vast starry sky.

And the Transcendent Saint Realm in Zhongzhou is even more of a holy place for cultivators.

Not only is it full of spiritual energy, but there are also many heaven-opening relics in it.

Although some places are extremely dangerous, there are also countless opportunities.

There is even a mystic method that can bring the quasi-saints one step closer.

Provoked countless powers to go crazy.

Moreover, there are countless blessed lands and caves, but few of them are revealed.

Only some of them appeared, and they were all preempted by the powerful quasi-saints.

Although there will be one every 10,000 years, there are too many people staring at these blessed lands.

Every time there will be a boundless bloody storm, and there must be the support of other quasi-saints in the Holy Territory.

Otherwise, it's all in vain.

This is also the reason why the Ethereal Sword Lord is bent on getting the support of the Moyun Holy Lord.

At this time, he calmed down into the holy realm of ten thousand years.

But there was a monstrous sea of blood.

It was as if the time had come out of nowhere.

Surround the entire Moyun Holy Land.

The huge waves kept splitting, making the originally peaceful holy place become filthy in an instant.

"Poof!"

A cloud of light and shadow separated the sea of blood from the holy land.

But in the next moment, it was extremely bleak, and it was obvious that it would not last long.

"Emperor Qin, do you really want to be an enemy of my Moyun Holy Land?"

A loud, yet ethereal, voice came.

It spreads unceasingly in all directions.

Spread out over the entire Holy Realm.

"Holy Lord Moyun, you and I have long since become enemies.

Why do you say this, I will surely set foot in your holy place today!"

Long Aotian sat on the dragon chair composed of a sea of blood, looked down and shouted.

In his eyes, there was a brilliant golden light bursting out, extremely powerful.

The voice is even more immense, which is terrifying.

And the Styx Ancestor was standing by the side.

The fierce eyes kept shooting around.

The Endless Blood God Son rushed towards the formation desperately.

It caused ripples to be set off above, and the disciples in the Holy Land were all frightened.

"What a gut, dare to come to the Holy Realm to be presumptuous!"

As soon as Long Aotian's words were finished, a burst of cheers came from a distance.

There was a holy power in the voice, and the next moment, it appeared in the sky above the sea of blood.

Coldly looked down.

This person is also a quasi-saint in the Holy Realm.

is named Langya Holy Lord, and he is also one of the quasi-saint masters in the Holy Realm.

In the entire Holy Realm, he belongs to the same faction as the Moyun Holy Lord.

And the closest, attracted by the mighty momentum of the River Styx, is to directly tear the space and be the first to come.

I want to relieve the siege of the Moyun Holy Lord.

"Do you want to die too?"

Long Aotian looked at the figure in the sky and said.

In his eyes, the imperial golden dragon couldn't stop roaring.

"Just a golden immortal, dare to talk too much!"

"Bold!"

Hearing Long Aotian's voice, the Langya Holy Lord opened his mouth and scolded.

It's just that his words, as soon as he finished speaking, were interrupted by the Styx Ancestor.

The sword above his head roared, and he swept towards the other party.

"I'm going to fight you!"

The Holy Lord of Langya was attacked.

The Moyun Holy Lord also let out a loud shout and shot out at the same time.

In his hand, a cloud staff was filled with endless mist.

Cover the entire heaven and earth and wave towards the Styx Ancestor.

This cloud staff is his magic weapon, and its power is great.

At the moment of swinging, the thick mist turned into a roaring cloud dragon, rushing towards the Styx Ancestor.

And the Holy Lord of Langya also hung a ruyi above his head at the same time.

Sprinkle endless light and protect your body.

The streamer in his hand flashed, and the purple sword appeared in his hand.

There was a clear light flickering above, making the heavens and the earth bright.

"Bloody flames!"

Seeing the two attacking, where would the Styx Ancestor hesitate.

With a loud shout, the karmic fire red lotus on the soles of his feet flashed with endless flames.

Among them, it is mixed with a trace of blood, which is extremely weird.

The two murder weapons were like long dragons, circling around his body, incessantly.

The next moment, it flew straight out.

Bring up waves of blood and kill the two holy lords.

In an instant, the sea of blood became roaring.

"Boom!"

Yuan Tu and Ah Bi faced each other respectively.

There was a terrifying roar, making the waves rise above the sea of blood, which was extremely spectacular.

However, the Holy Lord of Moyun and the Holy Lord of Langya showed a look of horror on their faces.

I didn't expect the other party to be so strong, with one against two, and he didn't fall behind at all.

"Could it be that the other party has already come that far?"

Thinking of this, their faces are even more ugly.

It's just that at this time, there is no room for retreat, so I can only resist.

Ruyi, and the cloud staff shot towards the Styx Ancestor at this time.

Only this time, the Styx Ancestor was merciless.

Now that the temptation has been completed, there is no need to be soft.

"Blood Refining Firmament!"

He shouted, and the entire sea of blood seemed to be boiling.

It seems to wrap heaven and earth.

Not only did he block the attacks of the two Holy Lords on the opposite side.

It is even more necessary to wrap them inside, and the fierce flames are monstrous.

Although the two of them are also quasi-saints.

But I found that when this vast sea of blood was crushing.

I don't have the ability to resist at all.

Seeing this scene, the other quasi-saints hidden in the clouds finally couldn't stand.

If these two holy lords really died here.

Then the prestige of the Holy Realm will inevitably be compromised.

That's what they don't want to see.

So in the next moment, there was a sea of blood.

The incomparable mana rippled out, and finally resisted the crushing of the sea of blood.

"Please also ask for mercy from your subordinates!"

One of the leading quasi-saints spoke into the River Styx.

His entire body was covered by white light.

But there is a huge momentum blooming out.

With every step, the monstrous waters were forced back several feet.

It didn't stop until it was not far from the River Styx.

In his eyes, a scorching light appeared to force him to look at each other.