Chapter 52: The Birth of the Asura Clan

"You are the first blood creature created by the Ancestor, and the Ancestor gave you a name, and from then on, you will be the Rakshasa Woman's ......."

Styx's eyes were cold, and he said lightly, his tone containing a boundless chill and murderous aura.

"Xie Lao Zu gave the name ......" Hearing this, the Rakshasa Woman's face showed joy, and her eyes flashed with brilliance, looking extremely excited.

"Rakshasa Girl, this is the Blood Sea True Scripture cultivated by the ancestor, you go to the side to cultivate first......"

Styx said as he looked at the Rakshasa woman. As she spoke, a golden light struck the center of the Rakshasa woman's eyebrows.

"It's the Ancestor......"

With joy in her eyes, the Rakshasa woman bowed to the Styx Ancestor, slowly retreated to the side, sat cross-legged, and began to practice the practice of the Blood Sea Sutra.

This exercise is a self-created exercise created by the Styx Ancestor according to the avenue he cultivated, and it is extremely suitable for the cultivation of creatures in the sea of blood, that is, creatures like the Rakshasa Girl.

The Rakshasa woman's body was full of blood and qi, blood red blood wrapped around her body, and the momentum on her body gradually strengthened, in a short period of time, she was about to enter the middle stage of Taiyi from the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

With such a fast cultivation speed, this exercise was simply tailor-made for her.

Styx Ancestor nodded in satisfaction and stopped looking at her.

Looking at the wailing soul above the sea of blood, the Styx Ancestor fell into deep thought, and his eyes shone brightly.

"Under the way of heaven, Nuwa created the sanctification of the human race, the Sanqing, and the West are all sanctified. The Ancestor thinks that he is no worse than them, since I can create a Rakshasa Woman, then why don't I directly create a clan?"

"Creating a clan, even if the ancestor can't become a saint through this, it's not far away. ”

The Styx Ancestor's eyes flashed, and he said slowly, pinching his fingers, and calculating carefully.

"It's really my chance......"

Styx bowed slightly, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and a slight smile appeared on his slightly rough face.

"Whew!"

Even the two swords sounded slightly, as if they were also happy that the Styx Ancestor had met an opportunity.

The Styx Ancestor immediately got up, shook off his blood-red robe, and shook the blood sea qi in the Netherworld Temple, stepped on the karmic fire red lotus, and left the Netherworld Palace.

On the surface of the calm Netherworld Blood Sea, suddenly bubbles rolled, and water ripples spread out one after another.

Immediately after, in the center of the sea of blood, there seemed to be an invisible ground rising, and the bright red blood water kept vibrating.

That invisible force turned into a huge palm, forcibly separating the blood water in the center of the sea of blood, and a crack about five meters long and wide appeared on the sea of blood.

Although, from under the sea of blood, a person slowly rose, dressed in a blood-red robe, with long hair floating on his own, his face was slightly rough, his eyes were deep and shining, and his body was full of extremely strong murderous aura.

At his feet, there was a twelve-grade blood-red lotus platform, exuding a dense aura, lingering around him, and behind him, two small swords swam away, making a faint sound of sword roar.

As soon as this person appeared, the yin spirit above the sea of blood seemed to be frightened, and he retreated tightly, not daring to get close to him within three feet, and even the sound of wailing seemed to be a little smaller at this time.

This person is none other than the Styx Ancestor.

The Styx Ancestor was expressionless, there was a cold light between his eyebrows, his eyes were like knives, sharp and cold, he slowly swept across the sea of blood, the number of souls here was enough for him to create a clan.

Hey, the Styx Ancestor sighed in his heart, although he was not a kind-hearted person, and he was a cultivator of the Dao of Killing, but he couldn't bear to see this innocent Yin Soul suffering here every day.

If you use this to create a clan, it can be regarded as saving these ghosts.

"You are no longer living beings, you suffer from this every day, the pain is unbearable, today, let the ancestor save you and help you liberate!"

Styx Ancestor looked at those Yin Spirits and muttered in a low voice.

Although the sound was small, it spread throughout the entire sea of blood, and the sound and water vibrated together, and the blood and sound were the same.

Those yin spirits seemed to understand the words of the Styx Ancestor, and their wailing at this time actually stopped, and the silence was terrifying, only listening to the sound of blood and water tumbling.

Seeing this, the corner of Styx Ancestor's mouth smiled slightly, and he began to cast his **.

Above the sea of blood, millions of yin souls all looked at the ancestor of the river Styx quietly, but the wailing could not be heard, as if the words of the river Styx were to forget the pain of being riddled with blood.

The Styx Ancestor sealed his hands, and a series of mysterious trajectories emerged in his hands, constantly intertwining and coiling, extending into the sea of blood, and the words in his mouth were even more pronounced, low and deep, full of penetrating power, reaching the bottom of the sea of blood.

Immediately afterwards, the blood in the sea of blood tumbled, from bottom to top, forming millions of bubbles, which appeared under the ghost, and in the bubbles, faintly wriggling, as if something was breaking through.

"Nether, Edict!"

The Styx Ancestor slapped it with one palm, and a blood-red 'edict' in the palm of his hand fell directly on the sea of blood, affecting the power of the origin of the sea of blood, and the blood water formed a huge breaking wave, constantly beating and rolling.

Then, those bubbles were broken from the bottom to the top by the water columns formed by the blood and water, wrapping all the yin souls on the bubbles, one no more, one no less, and a water column wrapped a yin soul.

Then, Styx cast ** again, forming blood cocoons into blood pillars and suspended them in the void.

Not long after, on the sea of blood, there were millions of blood cocoons appearing, exuding a blood-red aura, extremely murderous and penetrating to the extreme.

In each blood cocoon, there is something faintly wriggling in it, absorbing the blood power and murderous energy above the blood cocoon, and strengthening its own shortcomings.

Seeing this, the Styx Ancestor nodded with satisfaction, a new race is about to be born in his hands, his mood cannot be described, perhaps only Nuwa, who is also a creator race, can understand.

In this way, the Styx Ancestor stood on top of the sea of blood, waiting quietly, keeping his eyes on the blood cocoon's body.

Over the course of a few days, the creatures in the blood cocoons gradually stopped wriggling, and the blood power of the blood cocoons was absorbed by the creatures in them.

At this time, the blood cocoon looks like amber, and you can vaguely see the figure in it.

From these vague figures, it can be seen that their figures are not much different from the Terrans, with their hands and feet, but they seem to be taller than the Terrans when they curl up, and if they stand up, they must be taller than the Terrans, which can be seen from the Rakshasa Woman.

In addition, the starting point of the cultivation of these creatures is also higher than that of the human race, under the perception of the Styx, the lowest here are the cultivation of the earth immortals, and the highest are the four headed by the Rakshasa Girl, all of whom are the cultivation of the early stage of the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

"Click!!"

Above the blood cocoon, there were constant sounds, and on each blood cocoon, cracks began to be filled, and the creatures in it seemed to be about to break out of the cocoon, but the blood cocoon was extremely strong, and they still couldn't break out.

Seeing this, the Styx Ancestor stretched out a finger and pointed straight at the blood cocoon.

"Asura, out!"

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