Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Netherworld (Collect)
As soon as these words came out, Di Jun, Taiyi, and Kunpeng immediately turned back to Heaven and Earth, preparing to officially accept the Beihai Demon Clan.
Nuwa also said goodbye to everyone.
The matter of Hongyun had nothing to do with her in the first place.
Only Zhun Ti held the guide in his arms, the murderous intent spread on his body, the hatred soared to the sky, and his eyes looked at Xuan Song and the others coldly.
"Holy position cause and effect, my senior brother has already repaid, if it is reincarnated as a red cloud true spirit one day, and continues to be unforgiving, the poor path must be let to ashes. ”
After saying that, Zhun Ti held the guidance of life and death, turned into a golden light and disappeared.
The quasi-saint supernatural person's body exploded in his body, what a divine power, and he did not dodge or dodge, and he took the next blow hard, and did not die immediately, which is already a blessing in misfortune, and it can even be said that he has the blessing of heaven.
Moreover, if you want to recover, I'm afraid it's not so easy, unless you choose to be reincarnated like the Red Cloud True Spirit.
However, at this time, there is no reincarnation in the desolate world, and the true spirit of the great supernatural power wants to be reincarnated, and the danger is that if you are not careful, you will never be able to recover the memory of your previous life and become an ordinary being.
Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi sneered and said, "It's easy to say, under the saints, they are all ants, how can such a supreme opportunity be easily repaid!"
Xuan Song and the three nodded, what Zhun Ti thought was too simple, unless he was led to death, or Hongyun became holy, it was not so easy to repay the cause and effect of the Holy Throne.
"Okay, Daoist friends don't need to pay attention to Zhun Ti, for now, we should go to the Netherworld immediately. Xuansong Daoren said.
Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi sighed lightly and didn't say anything.
He didn't know that this was the time to deal with Zhun Ti, otherwise he wouldn't let Di Jun and the others leave easily.
"I also invite the three Taoist friends to go to the netherworld together. ”
Xuan Song and the three of them agreed, got up and went to the netherworld with Zhen Yuanzi.
In the past, the great god of Pangu incarnated all things, among which the belly turned into a sea of blood, I don't know how many billions of miles in size, the blood waves in it rolled, the fish and shrimp did not grow, the birds and insects did not come, and the dirty blood between the heavens and the earth gathered here, so it was called: the Netherworld Blood Sea.
At the same time, the Netherworld Blood Sea is not in the desolate world, but in the Netherworld, where the environment is harsh and there are no living beings, and few monks set foot in it.
However, the Netherworld Blood Sea is a place where the dirty blood between heaven and earth gathers, which can attract living souls to float into it, and the true spirit of Red Cloud is one of them.
However, in the Netherworld Blood Sea, there is an innate god and demon, named Styx Ancestor, with the companion Spirit Treasure Yuan Tu A Nose Double Sword and the Innate Twelve Rank Karma Fire Red Lotus, a vast body of divine passage, known as: The sea of blood is not dry, and the Styx is not dead.
When the four of Xuan Song stepped into the netherworld, they felt that their vision changed, and as far as the eye could see, it was pitch black everywhere, only the yin wind was flying, and there was no vitality in sight.
"This is the Netherworld!"
The Eastern Prince's brows furrowed, he looked at the scene in front of him, and said, "No wonder there are few living soul cultivators coming. ”
The innate pure yang avenue, the most rigid to the yang, the best at restraining evil things, but the netherworld is the place where the dirt between heaven and earth gathers.
For the Eastern Prince, there is no place in his body that is not uncomfortable, as if the law between heaven and earth wants to melt his innate pure yang avenue.
"The netherworld is a place where the dirt between heaven and earth gathers, so it is inevitable that the prince of the East will be a little uncomfortable. ”
Xuansong Daoren's face showed a hint of solemnity and said, "As for the true spirit of the Red Cloud Daoist!"
"It should have floated into the sea of blood!"
Blood!
Yuan Long's expression changed, and he said, "But that Styx Ancestor's Netherworld Blood Sea!"
For the Blood Sea and the Styx Ancestor, Yuan Long knew a little bit.
"It's the Netherworld Blood Sea that Daoist friends are talking about. Xuansong Daoren said.
"The sea of blood is the place where the dirty blood between heaven and earth gathers, and ordinary monks will step into it, and within half a moment, their physical bodies will disappear and turn into wisps of soul. ”
"Over time, he was contaminated by the breath of the Netherworld Blood Sea, and finally evolved into a fierce ghost. ”
"Although the Red Cloud Daoist has a quasi-holy path, the true spirit may be able to hold on for a little longer, but after a long time, the true spirit will still be contaminated by the breath of the sea of blood. ”
"And that Styx Ancestor should not be underestimated, I am only here to find the true spirit of the Red Cloud Daoist, it is a last resort, it is best not to have a dispute with him. ”
Xuansong Daoist looked in the direction of the Netherworld Blood Sea and sighed lightly.
Although Xuan Song is not afraid of the Styx Ancestor.
But this Styx Ancestor is extremely difficult, relying on the sea of blood and the Styx not to die, even the saints dare to compete with him.
"Fellow Daoists rest assured, this matter is well known. Zhen Yuanzi's face looked very calm.
As long as the Red Cloud True Spirit is retrieved, the rest of the things are secondary.
After a short time, everyone came to the edge of the Netherworld Blood Sea, and countless dirty qi suddenly rushed to their faces in front of them, and everyone could only sacrifice the divine light of body protection to protect their bodies.
The sea of blood in front of you is boundless, the area is vast, and as far as the eye can see, except for the blood-colored seawater, it is the soul floating in the sky, and other than that, there is nothing.
Seeing this, everyone's hearts sank, and they wanted to find the true spirit of the red cloud, but they were afraid that it would not be so easy.
At the moment, the Xuansong Dao people showed the three flowers of the Yuanshen, and above the half-acre Qingyun, the true fire of the sun hung high, sprinkling countless brilliance, and most of the sea of blood shone brightly.
However, the sea of blood is really vast, and there are still many places, but it is still gray, and there is no trace of the true spirit of the red cloud.
At this time, in the depths of the sea of blood, a voice suddenly sounded, "The sun is really hot!"
"Hmph, Xuansong Daoist, come to the Netherworld Blood Sea of the Poor Dao, the Imperial Sun True Fire, suitable for the sake of it!"
As the voice sounded, in the sea of blood, a blood-colored Taoist gradually walked out, all over his body, all blood-red, and the smell of dirt soared to the sky, without the appearance of a great supernatural person.
In the sea of blood, there are no living beings except souls, only the hundreds of millions of blood god sons of the River Styx, so everyone was discovered by the River Styx as soon as they came to the vicinity of the Sea of Blood.
It's just that when four quasi-saints came, Styx had some scruples and did not show up, but hid under the sea of blood, watching everyone's intentions.
I didn't want to, the Xuansong Dao people actually sacrificed the true fire of the sun, illuminating the sea of blood with light, and the Styx couldn't help but show up.
Styx Ancestor!
Xuansong Daoren's feet flashed, and he came to the Styx, and said slightly: "I've seen the Styx River friend!"
Styx is also one of the three thousand supernatural powers in Zixiao Palace, so he can naturally be a Taoist friend.
"I came to the Netherworld Blood Sea to find the true spirit of the Red Cloud Dao Friend, and I also asked the Styx Dao Friend to make it convenient. ”
At this time, the underworld has not yet been born, and Houtu is still the ancestor of the Wu clan, not the queen of heaven.
Therefore, if you want to find the true spirit of the red cloud, you can't get around the River Styx in front of you.