"Now I, Styx, want to establish a sect, for the blood of the devil, set up the path of Shura! Suppress the number of qi with Yuan Tu Abi, and look at heaven and earth to learn from it!"

The words fell, the void shook, and the long river of fate shook, and then I saw a qi flowing in the void, and the luck of the demon sect was split into two in an instant, and one-third converged towards the river Styx.

In the Heavenly Palace on the top of Buzhou Mountain, the Demon Ancestor who was watching the excitement was stunned there, and then suddenly his face was blue, his palms were clenched tightly, and the infinite Heavenly Demons rolled in his eyes: "Bastard!

The luck of the Demon Sect suddenly split, how can you call the Demon Ancestor?

The luck that was originally not much, but now it has been reduced, and it is not that he is the favorite cub of Tiandao's father, but I am afraid that he has already died because of his sins and has no place to be buried.

The most important thing is that the luck of the Demon Ancestor is enough for him to abandon the Imperial Dao at any time and directly transform from a living dead into a true saint.

Now that the Styx is snatching food, it is cutting off the path to sanctification of his Demon Ancestor!

Although he was reluctant to step into the Holy Path and continued to pursue the Emperor's Path, it did not mean that the Holy Way was not important in his heart.

The Holy Way is a retreat left by him, a way back for himself. Even if you can't do it in the future and fail to compete for the Emperor's Dao, you can still make yourself transcendent and above all living beings.

The Demon Ancestor was sure that he would be able to do it if he asked himself to ascend to the Holy Throne, and he didn't dare to say anything else, so that the great cause of others would not appear in the Great Wilderness World, and he would still be able to do it.

It's easier to destroy than to build!

It's a pity that Yang Sanyang didn't give him a chance, and actually took advantage of this good opportunity to cut the Demon Ancestor's qi and completely cut off his back road.

"Look for death!" "The murderous intent in the eyes of the Demon Ancestor condensed into substance.

At this time, all the great powers in the Great Wilderness raised their heads one after another, looking at the dark void with strange eyes, and their eyes showed expressions of watching the show.

Sea of Laws

The Three Treasures Ruyi rose and fell, accompanied by the splitting and blessing of the Demon Sect's Qi Number, only to see that from the Three Treasures Ruyi, a chaotic and hazy palm stretched out.

The chaotic light swirled, the void was upside down and hazy, and I saw that the palm of the hand was pulled, and the innate immortal spiritual light in the body of the Styx rolled up, combined with the merits of the Demon Sect, and turned into a blood-red silk thread in the palm of the hand in an instant.

Then the palm slapped out, surrounded by the chaotic light in the void, and this palm actually avoided the will conceived in the sea of laws, and then followed a certain trajectory in the underworld, and slapped out the blood-red silk thread into the sea of laws, inlaid into the infinite law silk thread.

For this moment, Yang Sanyang has calculated millions of years in his own body!

The legal net in his body is exactly the same as the legal net in which the Heavenly Dao operates, so it is given the opportunity to steal the Heavenly Dao creation.

The magic to the pinnacle of the hand, directly embedded the 'sea of blood' law of the Styx into the sea of laws, not only did it not affect the operation of hundreds of millions of laws in the sea of laws, but because of the embedding of this law, the entire sea of laws became more mellow, which seemed to fill some kind of vacancy.

I saw that the blood-red silk thread was twisting and twisting, and then smoothly integrated into the sea of laws, constantly blending with hundreds of millions of laws, and constantly inducing qi and machines, merging with each other, and there was no rebound.

"Click~"

A thunderbolt swept across the world, and then I saw the sky and the ground surging golden lotus, and the air of merit flowed.

The infinite dimension in the depths of the earth suddenly exploded with turbidity, and yin and yang opened up, forming an infinite universe space.

An unbounded sea of blood is constantly emerging in it.

In the entire Great Wilderness World, all the killing energy, karma, and infinite sins poured into the sea of blood.

The Heavenly Dao returned, and a hazy figure came out of the sea of blood, and then condensed into an entity in an instant.

"Is this the wonderful realm of Da Luo? But it is also different from ordinary Da Luo! I am a part of heaven and earth! If the sea of blood does not dry up and the law of blood is not extinguished, the river Styx will not die!" Styx put his hands behind his back, looked at the surrounding heaven and earth with a pair of eyes, and then bowed to the void in all directions.

"Is it done? Is this a saint?" In the starry sky, Ziwei Xingjun's heart sank to the bottom, and wisps of murderous intent continued to gather in his eyes.

It's horrible!

It's terrifying!

Even if the saint suppresses the long river, he can also usurp the world, change the law, and map the sea of laws, and his strength has exceeded Ziwei Xingjun's expectations.

Although he had fought with Amitabha, he didn't think that the saint had much ability, but he was just a peer, and he was vulnerable.

But at this time, when he saw that the saint had actually grasped the heavenly opportunity and manipulated the sea of laws to the pinnacle, he couldn't help but show a solemnity in his eyes.

"It's terrifying to the extreme! It's worthy of being a saint and all of them are ants!" Ziwei Xingjun sighed.

Although his strength is stronger than that of a saint, it is brute force, and it is not as wonderful as the mastery of a saint.

Taiyi's eyes flashed on the other side: "Saint, it really makes people fearful." ”

Then, with a happy face, he looked at Ziwei Xingjun: "Your Excellency has ever seen the power of a saint? As long as I want to, I can peak the starry sky at any time." Now it's just a matter of having fun with you, and you can take it seriously. If you bow down to your life at this time, you may be able to give you some life, if you are stubborn, when the saint makes a move, I am afraid that I will regret it. ”

"Don't be ashamed, let's get through the current level first!" Ziwei Xingjun smiled coldly, and the next moment the battle broke out again.

In a sea of blood

Styx took one step, the void twisted, and when it reappeared, it was already at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

Looking at the army of the three clans that were constantly killing towards the Heavenly Palace, Styx couldn't help but shake his head: "You and the other three clans, it was not easy for the saints to have mercy on you back then, but they were the elves generated by heaven and earth, so they just opened the net, and just punished you and others to suppress heaven and earth." But I never thought that you would come out to stir up the wind and rain again!"

The words fell, the void behind the River Styx distorted, an infinite sea of blood flowed out, and hazy and vague figures swept away in all directions.

"Kill!"

There are no superfluous words, only constant fighting.

The infinite blood god son burst out, harnessing the sea of blood to devour the tribes of the three clans, and in the great wilderness, a blood-colored spring continued to appear out of thin air, and the infinite Shura and the blood god son flew out of the blood-colored spring, frantically slaughtering the army of the three clans.

"Kill!"

A golden immortal monk split Shura in half. I saw that the Shura was twisted for a while, and the two halves of his body healed in an instant, and a fierce palm was inserted into the chest of the Golden Immortal Monk, pinching and bursting his heart.

"If the sea of blood doesn't dry, Shura won't die!" said Shura, with a hideous smile on his face, and continued to kill in the distance.

"Be careful, the Blood Sea Shura can't be killed!" The Eighth Prince slashed out with one palm, shattering countless Shura, only to see that the Shura was twisted in the sea of blood, and it actually regathered again, intact as before, and continued to kill towards the army of the three clans.

Although there are many armies of the three clans, what can they do in the face of immortal monsters?

Especially when the sea of blood overturned, all the monks of the three clans were swallowed and assimilated by the sea of blood, and became a member of the sea of blood, turning around and killing their former compatriots.

Thirty-three days

Yang Sanyang and the Demon Ancestor stood quietly in the room

"Take my luck! Take my luck! Old Ancestor, I have to make you die without a place to be buried!" Demon Ancestor gritted his teeth with hatred, and the killing intent in his eyes continued to roll up. The next moment, the Demon Ancestor turned into a breeze and dissipated in the palace without a trace.

Below

The third day

In front of the empty gate of Tianwei, a figure in blood clothes appeared, holding two swords quietly, standing silently in front of the gate of Tianwei.

The sound of fighting below continued, and the second heaven was under the joint efforts of Huangzu and Kunpeng, and the momentum was like a bamboo, and the demon court army lacked the support of top masters, so it was simply powerless to resist, and it was completely a one-sided slaughter.

"Boom~"

As the shouting and killing gradually stopped, the gate of the Third Heaven opened, and Huang Zu and Kunpeng took the lead and went straight to the Third Heaven to kill.

"Hum~"

Yuan Tu came out of the sheath, and the cold killing machine rolled up, startling the void to freeze, and Huang Zu and Kunpeng hurriedly took a step back, avoiding the edge of the sword.

"Puff~"

The sword light flew out of the Gate of Tianwei, and the countless people behind Huang Zu and Kunpeng all turned into blood and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Styx!" Kunpeng said with a solemn face.

"It's me!" Styx quietly held the Yuantu Sword: "This road is not passable, please go back, Your Excellency." ”

"It's not easy for you to prove that Da Luo, why bother to come here to beg for death?" Huang Zu's eyes showed a touch of compassion.

"My senior brother is in the thirty-third heaven, unless I die, no one can cross this gate of heaven!" Styx's eyes did not have the slightest emotion, only the endless sea of blood.

"Kill!" responded to him, only Kunpeng killed the word.

Kunpeng's speed was very fast, and the Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Flag in his hand was rolled up, which seemed to be able to gather and concentrate the water flow in the world, and roll it towards the lower realm endlessly.

Styx shook his head, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes: "You have only just touched the third step of Da Luo, and you have not yet truly immortalized and immortal and are equal to the Dao, and you dare to rebel against the Heavenly Palace, and I don't know who gave you the courage." ”

Yuan Tu and Ah Bi stabbed out together, and the two sides fought in one place, facing the three-step Da Luo's Kunpeng, the Styx not only did not fall into the wind, but pressed it out of thin air.

"How is it possible? How is this possible!" Kunpeng's face was shocked, and his eyes were full of disbelief: "I'm a three-step Da Luo, you just have just proved Da Luo!"

"You don't know anything about the Blood Sea Dao! In my case, Da Luo is Da Luo, and there is no such thing as one heaven and two heavens. For me, the next realm is the Mixed Yuan Dao, which proves to be a saint. I ascended to the sky in one step, and walked against the sky, if I were equal to the world's currents, wouldn't it be an insult to me for so many hardships?" Styx was in a trance, and in an instant, he turned into two figures, each holding a sword, and slashed towards Kunpeng.

"Fellow Daoist, this fang is really weird and difficult, please help me" Kunpeng said to Huang Zu.