Chapter Seventy-Three: Styx's Chances
Styx pinched the seal in his hand, and the bowl suddenly cracked a portal from the middle, and Styx stretched out his hand and said, "Fellow Daoist, please!"
Li Qingming arched his hand and walked in unceremoniously. However, after a few steps, a crimson hall made almost entirely of blood jade suddenly appeared in front of Li Qingming.
It is not so much a large hall as an ancient city, and it is an ancient city with only one gate exposed.
This blood jade is the strongest thing in the wilderness, and it is naturally indestructible when used to make a large hall! The closed door of the temple seemed to be isolated from the world, like a wild beast, as if it wanted to choose someone to devour at any time!
Styx took a few steps forward, took out a small blood-red wooden sign, and flung it lightly at the temple door. On the originally empty temple gate, a plaque full of coercion suddenly appeared, and five golden avenue runes were carved on the plaque, saying: "Red Blood Netherworld Palace"!
The two entered the palace, Styx pointed to the bare hall, and said to Li Qingming with a slight apology: "I hope that Daoist friends will not be surprised! I have not been in this palace for a long time, and I don't like noisy, there is not even a boy in the Forbidden City, and there is no spiritual fruit snack to entertain Daoist friends, please forgive Daoyou!"
Li Qingming looked at the empty hall, haha smiled and said: "Daoist friends here are quite Taoist Hongjun style! haha haha......"
Li Qingming said nothing, took out two long ones from the storage space, and saw that they were full of spirit fruits and self-brewed spirits, Li Qingming grabbed a 10,000-year-old Zhu Guo casually, and said, "That's decent!"
Styx looked at Li Qingming in astonishment, and after a while, he shook his head helplessly: "Daoist friends are ready!"
Li Qingming smiled and didn't speak. just lowered his head and tasted the spirit fruit wine, and didn't mention the previous words,
Styx looked at Li Qingming eating and drinking there with a wry smile, and said helplessly: "What is the purpose of Daoist friends here?"
Li Qingming swallowed the contents of his mouth and said, "I don't know what your opinion is on the sanctification methods of several saints?"
Styx was obviously stunned, pondered for a while, and said: "Nuwa Niangniang cultivated the path of creation, and the human race was sanctified, but it was the path of merit; I think it's either the late stage of the sub-saint or the peak of the sub-saint. In addition, they are incarnated by the Pangu Great God Yuanshen, and they have the great merit of opening the heavens, so if I don't expect it to be bad, Sanqing should take the path of beheading three corpses;
Li Qingming shook his head slightly, and said, "Daoist friends are wrong in this statement! Those two in the West, although they are a little shameless, I admire the two of them for daring to take the merits of the Heavenly Dao!"
"Take?" Styx lifted the flask and took a sip, "What's the explanation?"
Li Qingming explained: "They didn't make any effort, they just moved their mouths, and made a few great wishes that they didn't know when they would be able to complete them, so that the Heavenly Dao would send down a lot of merits, isn't it still arbitrage?"
Styx was silent, he hadn't thought about this problem, if he didn't become a saint, he would eventually become an ant, no matter what method he used, if someone became holy, it was their ability! Who let his grandmother not kiss and uncle not love?
Li Qingming looked at the Styx, which was suddenly a little indifferent, and said loudly: "Fellow Daoist, do you know that your Netherworld Blood Sea is a treasure land?"
Styx recovered from the lost emotions just now, and said with a wry smile: "Fellow Daoists, don't talk nonsense! Although this Netherworld Blood Sea is quite rich in aura, it is only suitable for poor Dao to practice by himself, and if others touch it, they will either die or be injured, so how can you say it?"
Li Qingming smiled sassy, without words. Just took out the Qiankun map, kept pinching the seal, and then threw the Qiankun map forward, and the Qiankun map was spread out, and the lake that was originally full of mountains, rivers, birds and beasts suddenly became confused. Gradually, the appearance of a netherworld blood sea appeared on it.
"What does this mean, Daoyou?" asked Styx, looking at the scene in front of him in surprise.
Li Qingming waved his hand, urging the power of the Yuan Shen to plunge directly into the netherworld blood sea in the painting.
The picture turned again, and a small basin completely wrapped in crimson flames appeared in the eyes of the two of them. The entire basin seemed to be completely isolated from the space, and strands of red smoke continued to spew from the bottom of the basin. Stained the entire basin blood-red.
"W-what kind of place is this?, I've never been there!" Styx looked at the picture in the Qiankun map in surprise, if he wasn't quite familiar with his own sleep, he could hardly believe that this was the Netherworld Blood Sea.
Li Qingming smiled and said, "Don't worry, Daoist friends, anyway, this is the Netherworld Blood Sea, it's not too late to go later!"
"Whew!"
The whole picture suddenly became blurry, as if something was distracting, and when it became clear again, the River Styx suddenly thundered.
I saw a strange creature about a size of about a zhang, with a mouth like a slender straw, and three pairs of blood-winged creatures behind it, sitting cross-legged on their knees, constantly swallowing the sea water of the Netherworld Blood Sea. As time passed, the creature's body seemed to swell a little. The sea of blood that surrounded him seemed to have become clear.
In a fit of rage, Styx roared frantically, "What the hell is this?
Li Qingming put away the Qiankun diagram and said, "Hehe, fellow Daoist, you still say that you are not a treasure land? Which of these two things is not a rare thing? Besides, the creature that devours your sea of blood and sea water is the innate creature 'Six-winged Demon Mosquito'! A natural good tooth mouth! Seeing that long mouthparts, this thing is indestructible and can devour everything! Even if the twelve ancestral witches touch him, if he is not careful to protect it, he will be gnawed out of a hole!"
Styx was so anxious that he was about to cry: "Fellow Daoist, you also know! This Netherworld Blood Sea is my lifeblood, if this Netherworld Blood Sea is swallowed up by that strange creature, won't I sit back and wait for destruction?"
Li Qingming laughed heartily, "Fellow Daoist, don't worry, let's go and kill this beast!"
After saying that, Li Qingming released the perverted primordial god, quickly swept the entire Netherworld Blood Sea, and said, "There it is!" grabbed the arm of the River Styx, and the two of them rushed straight to the northernmost part of the Blood Sea.
Looking at the six-winged demon mosquito below that frantically vomited the water of the sea of blood, Styx's eyes were red, and he said hatefully: "What a gut!"
The Yuan Tu Divine Sword appeared in his hand, and he stabbed it with a sword.
"Poof!"
This mosquito is just the early stage of the true immortal, how can it withstand the hateful blow of the River Styx. With the crisp sound of gold and iron, the mosquitoes were simply divided into two. The River Styx was chopping at the corpse of a mosquito, as if it would be able to vent the anger in his heart.
"Buzz!"
Before he could slash the third sword, he saw that the six-winged demon mosquito, which was originally a corpse, suddenly differentiated into thousands of small six-winged demon mosquitoes, and rushed towards the top of the Netherworld Blood Sea.
Li Qingming knew the ability of this mosquito, and he set up a large fire array around him early, and a layer of shrouded in light of fire firmly blocked all directions. Although the mouthparts of the six-winged demon mosquito are indestructible, they cannot break through spell defenses and attacks such as formations. Therefore, the six-winged demon mosquito is sad!
Thousands of tiny six-winged demon mosquitoes, the six winged wings stretched to the limit, frantically hitting the formation light shield. Every time they bounced off the mask, several of them would be scorched by the flames on the mask and turned into ashes.
"Buzz!"
A swarm of black, blood-glittering mosquitoes hovered in the light, their cold eyes glittering with bloodthirsty light. The River Styx, which lost for the first time, looked at the buzzing mosquitoes, his face was red, and his eyes seemed to be about to burst into flames!
"Peng!"
A scorching ball of blood suddenly rose from Styx's hand, and an even more dazzling and intense light suddenly burst out from the endless blood light, and a cluster of demonic flames jumped wildly in the void.
Styx flicked the flame in his hand forward, and the blood-colored flame slashed through the void in a long arc, with a heat that seemed to burn his soul, and pounced on the six-winged demon mosquito!
"Whew!"
Soon, all the demon mosquitoes in the sky fell from the air, but the strange thing is that each mosquito seems to have no upper body, but the soul is burned by the flames. At this time, the flames were not extinguished, but continued to scorch the small demon mosquito corpses on the ground, only to see that these demon mosquito corpses began to slowly condense to the middle, and finally turned into a giant mosquito about three feet long. It's just that although the mosquito shell is fierce, it has become a dead thing!
Li Qingming didn't care about the six-winged demon mosquito on the ground, but frowned, stared at the blood-red flame tightly, and said in a low voice: "Blood slaughter karma fire!"