From mountains and valleys, rivers and oceans, to grass, trees, sand and stones, when the blood of the River Styx dripped in, they were all trembling constantly, and a trace of evil qi came from between heaven and earth, and was sucked into the body by the River Styx.

The so-called cultivators, also known as qi practitioners, absorb the spiritual power between heaven and earth to strengthen their bodies, and only after reaching a certain level of Taoism can they feed back to heaven and earth. The reason why it can be maintained until now is because of the effect of the stars, which slowly transforms the chaotic qi outside the flood into aura for the use of all beings in the flood wilderness.

Who would have thought that the battle of the lich would collapse the Heavenly Pillar Buzhou Mountain, and since then the heavens and the earth are no longer as connected as before, and most of the spiritual energy has been stranded outside the thirty-three, making the growth of the spiritual energy on the desolate land slower and slower, and the profound Dao does not care about it, and those scattered cultivators are helpless even if they know.

This is precisely because of the aura, the road of scattered cultivation is becoming more and more difficult, the battle in the flood is more intense, and the people's hearts are not too much, which indirectly leads to the generation of a large number of evil qi. Even if there is a sea of blood, it is impossible to absorb all the evil qi of the desolation, and when this amount reaches a certain level, it will trigger a calamity.

How much can you afford to eat, if someone absorbs more aura than they can do, they can also calm it down step by step through their own control, and if the exercises are stronger, they will not be able to break through.

To put it bluntly, this is a fusion of negative emotions in heaven and earth, it is not as easy to fool as aura, once it enters the body, if you are not careful, you will be controlled by it, and from then on lose your own nature and become a walking corpse who knows how to kill. Cultivators can avoid it, and only the three clans of Lich Shura can use it to refine their bodies, but they are also extremely careful.

The Styx is the ancestor of the Blood Sea, and the evil qi is no obstacle to him, not to mention his mixed yuan Taoism, but everything has a degree, what is the probability of all the evil qi of the flood wilderness?

When the evil qi entered the body, the earth-shattering murderous aura rose from the body of the Styx, and a voice kept ringing in his heart, that is, 'kill'!

Styx roared, his eyes full of bloodlust, and he looked at the saints and Dao Ancestors in front of him presumptuously, as if he would fight them at any time.

Seeing that he was so arrogant, Zhun Ti was a little unsure, and frowned: "Styx River friend, are you going crazy?"

"Into the Demon?ha!!" Styx laughed wildly, "Between this heaven and earth, who else can let this ancestor enter the demon? If Luo Yu is resurrected, Poor Dao really wants to compete with him for the people of this Demon Ancestor!"

Then he said in a deep voice: "This evil qi is a hundred harms and no benefit to us, but for the Styx, it is even simpler than breathing, even if it is all the evil qi of the flood wilderness, it only affects some of his mind. ”

Styx laughed and said, "You're underestimating the poor way, it's just some evil spirit, if I don't take the initiative to let go of myself, how can it tolerate me?"

Styx rarely used this to show his true temperament in front of everyone, which made Nuwa smile a little more, and said, "It seems that Daoyou is also revealing his true form today, is he afraid? Do you want to add some courage to yourself?"

"Afraid?" Styx scoffed.

"Poor Dao is indeed afraid, afraid that it is not enough fun!" "The Styx monster laughed and flew into Pangu's body.

Looking down on the world and seeing all things as ants is the way of the devil to kill.

Fighting heaven and earth, no one dares to look directly even if he dies, it is the unyielding will of the god of war.

The two similar but non-similar temperaments are perfectly integrated together on the body of 'Pangu', which makes his momentum rise by three percent, which is exactly the case with the so-called wind fueling the fire.

The matter was not over yet, but she could only hear Houtu shouting, and the ice bow floated in front of her, cold enough to freeze the space.

The people present also saw at this time that this thing was the sun-shooting bow in his hand when Hou Yi shot the sun, and it also had an unknown name - Pangu Bow!

A drop of blood was held up by Hou Tu with one hand, and a trace of silver appeared on top of the gray, this was not something to embellish, but the purest power of cold.

Hou Tu looked at it, her expression was extremely gentle, she looked at the drop of blood in her hand, and thought of the days when the twelve of them were together, and now she was the only one, and she was a little sad.

Twelve different wisps of evil breath emanated from the hands of Hou Tu, tearing through all space, mystical time, unstoppable gold, gentle and indisputable wood, rushing water, fire melting all things, thunder representing the power of heaven, poison of thousands of miles of floating slaughter, pervasive wind, flashing electricity, ice seeping people's hearts, and earth that carried everything.

The power of these twelve witch ancestors, in the boundless supernatural power of Houtu, evolved one by one, and with her mixed yuan Taoism, it was no worse than the witch ancestors back then.

Under the power of these twelve forces, the Pangu Bow changed, and finally returned to its original appearance.

It is a jade-like supporting bone, this is the thing that supported Pangu's body back then, the chaotic qi is wrapped around, as if telling its former glory, the churning air waves, it is its unwillingness, it is unwilling to continue to be depressed, when it returns to its origin again, its power is not weaker than any innate spirit treasure.

Houtu grabbed the bone of Pangu, and a cold light passed in front of everyone's eyes, and it had been completely absorbed by Houtu.

"Drink!!" a roar came from Houtu's mouth, and only a snort could be heard, and a hideous bone spur, without any signs, pierced out of her back in an instant.

"Ahh

"Sister, today we are going to fight side by side again. After finishing speaking, Houtu escaped into 'Pangu', and its body visibly swelled up with the naked eye, and green tendons like a dragon appeared, and streams of white and red blood flowed in it.

"The Twelve Witch Ancestors are transformed by Pangu, representing the power of the twelve ultimate laws, Houtu's move, borrowing a drop of essence blood left by Xuanming back then, relying on the power of blood, and based on Pangu's bones, he forcibly transformed the body of Xuanming, which is really admirable. The quote said.

(Recently, the festival has been falling off again...... ）

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