What made Ling Xiao even more angry was that along the way, he saw many evil monks, using these souls to refine magic weapons, and the surname of Hou Tu was kind, and Ling Xiao was not thirsty for killing, however, seeing this scene made both of them move and be nameless.

Along the way, whenever he saw an evil monk who used the soul of the human race to sacrifice and refine the magic weapon, Ling Xiao snatched all the magic weapons and released the soul in it.

If he saw those who slaughtered the human race in order to refine the magic weapon, Ling Xiao used his hot hands one by one and killed them, and even his soul was not left.

All the way to the west, Ling Xiao and Houtu either killed the evil monks, released the trapped souls on the magic weapons, or gathered the lonely souls everywhere, and on those evil magic weapons, each trapped soul was less than thousands, but more than hundreds of thousands.

Ling Xiao collected all these souls into the Yellow River map of Jiuqu, and cooperated with the Houtu division of labor, if he saw the wandering soul, the Houtu trapped it, and Ling Xiao used the Yellow River map to collect it.

Stop-and-go, the two of them have been walking for decades, and at this time, there are already tens of millions of souls in Ling Xiao's Jiuqu Yellow River diagram, both human and demon.

Fortunately, the Wu clan has no soul itself, and after his death, the essence and blood return to the earth, while the demon race and the human race are different.

In the two Lich Wars, hundreds of millions of people were killed and wounded alone. Those whose souls are scattered are just that, those who leave their souls, those who have a high cultivation will be reborn, and those with a low cultivation can only wander in the wilderness.

And the human race has a strong ability to reproduce. At this time, the average life expectancy of the human race was only forty years, and for thousands of years, because of natural disasters and diseases, hundreds of millions of deaths and injuries?

The farther west they went, the heavier Ling Xiao and Houtu's mood became, the good mood when they first traveled out of the tribe was gone, and now, both of them had a sad brow on their faces, and they had a fight with the bitter gourd face. Occasionally glance at each other, but also look at each other and smile bitterly. No more to say.

This said, Ling Xiao and Houtu came to the Netherworld Blood Sea, this Netherworld Blood Sea also has a great origin, after Pangu opened the sky and died, the air became a storm, the sound was thunder, the sweat was rain and dew, the eyes turned into the moon, and the hair turned into stars.

Blood turned into rivers, teeth into stones, bone marrow into jade, and a puddle of dirty blood at the navel turned into this netherworld of blood.

This sea of blood is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles in radius, the blood waves are rolling in it, the fish and shrimp are not prosperous, the insects and birds are not coming, and all the evil energy between heaven and earth is gathered here.

In order to alleviate the violent murderous and ghostly death qi accumulated over the world, the sea of blood and the moon flow to absorb the most turbid and poisonous things between heaven and earth, whether people, immortals, Buddhas, witches, demons, ghosts, fall into it, they will be damaged by it, dirty, and the end is very vicious.

It's just that the avenue is created, and the mystery is very, and a great god was also born in this sea of blood, calling himself the ancestor of the Styx, which is the placenta in Pangu's body, and he was born with three top innate treasures.

Yuan Tu Ah Nose is an innate killing weapon. It is no worse than the Nine Heavens Divine Sword alone, only slightly inferior to the Four Swords of Zhuxian.

After the Styx Ancestor was born, he also went to the Zixiao Palace to listen to Hongjun's preaching, but he was a low-key person, and every time he listened to the sermon, he neither talked to others nor discussed the Tao with others, and devoted himself to cultivating immortals and quietly understanding the way of heaven.

This Minghe ancestor is also a powerful person, his cultivation has reached the middle stage of the quasi-saint, not inferior to Di Jun, Taiyi, Kunpeng, Zhen Yuanzi and others, he is low-key, and knows that the flood is a place of right and wrong, especially the sanctification of the immortals, and the momentum resounded throughout the flood wilderness.

Since then, the ancestor of Minghe has not bled in a single step, and he has been enlightening the way of heaven in the sea of blood, and he has a good time.

Not long ago, the Styx Ancestor was about to use the sea of blood to kill the evil corpses, and suddenly found that there were many souls floating above the sea of blood, although after every Lich War, there would be some people with great magical powers who surpassed these fierce souls.

It's just that the Flood Continent is so vast, every day there are living beings who die because of fighting and other reasons, like this kind of soul, it can be said that there are countless souls, and there is no place to take them in, so they can only wander in the flood wilderness, so they are not miserable,

After the formation of the sea of blood, those souls were attracted by the aura that emanated from the sea of blood invisibly, and they floated to the most filthy place in the world.

After those souls arrived in the sea of blood, they were attracted by the sea of blood, and they could no longer get out, they were entangled in anger, and they struggled every day.

Styx has little interest in enslaving those souls or using them to refine magic weapons, but since Nuwa Niangniang created and sanctified people, he has been inspired by it, and he has been thinking about it all night, wanting to emulate Nuwa and add a race to the world.

Styx has been dealing with these evil spirits all the time, and knows them well, although they have not succeeded for thousands of years, they also have ideas.

Eventually, he poured the waters of the Sea of Blood into the fierce spirits above the Sea of Blood, creating a new race, and the River Styx named him Asura.

The Styx Ancestor relied on the sea of blood to kill the evil corpse, and the sea of blood was born out of anger, so it didn't take much effort to kill this evil corpse.

It's just that it's difficult to kill this good corpse, Styx has been cultivating with anger and killing, how to cut down a good corpse? This time, the Asura clan was born in the Heavenly Dao and felt it, and lowered the merits, and the Dao of the Styx, which had not been improved for a long time, began to grow slowly, and when the cultivation rose to the peak of the early stage of the quasi-saint, and was about to kill the good corpse, the golden light of merit suddenly disappeared, and the good corpse that was about to be born in the Styx was suffocated, and it felt that the more aggrieved it was, it was more uncomfortable than constipation.

scolded the injustice of heaven in her heart, Nuwa created a race to become holy, and she also created a race but didn't even cut out a good corpse, which almost made Styx explode her lungs.

It wasn't until the immortals were sanctified that Styx was inspired and established the Asura Sect, and the Heavenly Dao once again sent down merits, and then the good corpse was cut out.

It's just that although the good corpse was cut out, the anger in Styx's heart was even stronger, and Sanqing Nuwa and the others either established their feet to become holy, or created people to become holy.

I also established a religion and created a clan, but I just beheaded a good corpse, how unfair is the way of heaven?

Although Styx was depressed in his heart, he couldn't help it, he couldn't ask him to go to Hongjun's theory, right?

Now that the matter has come to this, Styx has also accepted his fate, staying in the sea of blood every day, preaching the avenue for the Asura clan, calling himself a teacher and an ancestor, and saying that he is also free.

It's just that after a long time, Styx discovered a new problem. The Asura clan can't have children, and Styx has exhausted all means, and he can't let the woman in the Asura lay an egg, which makes Styx worry a lot.

Until this day, Ling Xiao and Houtu came to the edge of the Sea of Blood, Ling Xiao's opportunity arrived, the opportunity of the River Styx arrived, and the opportunity of Houtu also arrived. It's just that among the three, except for Ling Xiao's slight premonition, the other two don't know anything.