"Meet the Ancestor!"

"Meet the Ancestor!"

At this moment, the cries of the Asura clan within the sea of blood resounded.

Following the prestige, I saw that in the central area of the sea of blood, Styx was dressed in a black robe, surrounded by blood clouds, and the whole human temperament changed from the sharp posture of the past at this moment, and it looked as soft as a true immortal.

In the next second, above the heavenly dome, three thousand acres of merit clouds rolled and fell rapidly, of which about five hundred acres of merit were scattered into the bodies of those newborn Asura monks.

For a while, the aura in the sea of blood was tumbling, and you could see that the cultivation of an Asura was improved, and almost all of them were at the level of Golden Immortals, and there were several Golden Immortal level existences among them.

And the remaining 2,500 acres of merit Qingyun also fell on the body of the Styx at this moment.

"Slash!"

With the low shouts of the River Styx, the momentum on his body quietly swelled, and a self-corpse quietly appeared in the area beside him, and strong fluctuations rose, and his cultivation was then raised to the level of quasi-saint great perfection.

And this is just the beginning, Lao Tzu and the others outside the sea of blood have not even come back to their senses, Styx directly summoned his two corpses of good and evil, and the three corpses stood side by side, and the aura exuded by each of them was extremely strong.

"Melt!"

The low cheer rose again, and the Dharma seal in Styx's hand was pinched, and a mass of merit could be seen flying out of his body and falling directly on his good corpse.

The brilliance was bright, the good corpse shook, and its body dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into countless blood-colored particles and entered Styx's body, and then, Styx's newly improved cultivation moved again, and it leaped into the early stage of the pseudo-saint.

"False Saint!"

"Styx has succeeded!"

"Melting the three corpses, it is really different to have merit and help each other!"

“......”

At this scene, the faces of many gods in the field changed with it, and then a strong look of envy, jealousy and hatred rose in their eyes, including Lao Tzu, primitive, and Zhun Ti were no exception.

False saints!

After Emperor Jun and Tongtian, the third pseudo-Christmas in the flood wilderness was born, and it was still completed by beheading three corpses, which was undoubtedly a boost for countless monks, and made them all see hope.

After all, only after being promoted to a false saint can there be hope of ascending again, and only after entering the false saint can you go to the three thousand worlds, as long as you master a great world, then there is hope for sanctification.

It's a pity that just when everyone thought that Styx's cultivation would improve again, an accident happened, and although the good corpse had been fused, the merit in its body had also been used up.

Under such circumstances, Styx could not integrate into the evil corpse and self corpse, and the natural cultivation was also stuck in place and could not be improved, the tsunami-like momentum of the mountain quietly dispersed, Styx's closed eyes opened, and with a pinch of his left hand, the evil corpse and the self corpse returned to his sea of consciousness.

"Whew~"

Exhaling heavily, Styx looked in the direction beyond the sea of blood, but he didn't mean to invite Di Jun and the others into it, he just clasped his fists and saluted: "Fellow Daoists, this ancestor needs to retreat for a period of time, and the sea of blood will be closed during this time, please forgive me!"

As soon as these words came out, ninety percent of the monks in the audience laughed at it.

Although they all want to go in and find out, but now they are bound to be strong, they can't be the opponent of the River Styx, so naturally they won't make anything, and hurriedly smiled and said: "The friends of the River of the River said that they were laughing, it's me who will disturb you!"

"That's right, since the Styx Dao friends have been promoted to False Saints, then I'll also take my leave!"

"Congratulations to the Styx Fellows for establishing the Asura Clan, I'm waiting to leave!"

“......”

As he spoke, ninety percent of the monks turned around and left at this moment, their expressions were clear, but their hearts were also more determined to strengthen themselves.

If nothing else, the scene of Styx's ascension was too exciting, and the sight of watching others rise to their dreams under their noses was simply unacceptable to them.

For a while, only Di Jun and others were left in the field, and although their eyes were gathered in the sea of blood and did not leave, they did not mean to enter it.

In the middle of the ring, Di Jun took the lead in coming back to his senses, and after glancing at the people around him, he clasped his fists and saluted: "Everyone, this emperor still has something to go back to deal with, take his leave!"

After finishing speaking, Di Jun didn't give Lao Tzu and the others a chance to reflect, his mind moved, and he directly took Kong Xuan to perform the Golden Crow Rainbow Technique and left, he was really afraid that this group of people would ask him about the chance of sanctification.

It wasn't until Di Jun left that Lao Tzu and the others woke up from a dream, as if they had thought of something, and their faces showed remorse, but more of them were helpless, and they all left after glancing at each other.

"Huh!"

It wasn't until everyone had left that the River Styx in the sea of blood couldn't help but sigh and looked down at the Asura people below, a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

After a long time, Styx withdrew his gaze, took a deep breath, and after taking a deep breath, he summoned a Great Luo Golden Immortal-level Asura forward and said, "From today onwards, I will give you the name of the Great Asura Heaven, and you will be the king of the Asura clan in the future!"

......

On the other end, after leaving the sea of blood, Di Jun returned to the demon court without any accidents.

Because of the emperor's management of government affairs, there was no chaos in the affairs of the demon court, and after Di Jun handed over the means to achieve the pseudo-saint to Kong Xuan, he let him return to the flood to continue to experience and find his own opportunities, and he himself returned to the Sun Palace.

First of all, he had been with Xi and Wen for a few months, and Di Jun then entered the state of hidden cultivation, there were too many things that had happened during this time, and he also had too many methods that he had not honed and mastered thoroughly.

In the retreat, he reorganized all his methods over the years, including the Thirty-Six Changes, the Technique of Chrysostom and Jade Words, and the Technique of Turning the Rainbow into a Golden Crow.

Immediately after, he spent five thousand years perfecting and sorting out the power of his own laws, and after injecting his own perception and experience into it, the law of power reached fifty percent, the law of fire reached eighty percent, the law of space was fifty percent, the law of killing was thirty percent, the law of destruction was thirty percent, and the law of destruction was thirty percent!

After that, Di Jun once again spent a full five thousand years refining the essence blood of Candle Jiuyin, and completely extracted the law of time in it!

So far, Dijun has mastered the two laws of time and space!

But he didn't stop for this, based on the space-time pupil technique obtained by the mutation of the Demon Emperor's eyes, he began to merge the laws of time and space without sleep and food, in a vain attempt to create the laws of time and space!