Chapter 292: Identity Exposed

"Qinglian is still young, aren't you afraid that she will be in danger?" Suddenly, a purple shadow appeared, and a person with the same appearance as Yang Guan's breath appeared, standing side by side with him, but the clothes were different, one was purple and the other was gold.

A hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at the person beside him, as if he was looking at himself in the mirror, this is another Dao fruit clone of Yang Guan's sacrifice, born with the strength of the peak of the quasi-saint, at this moment, he always feels a little weird when he asks himself, in fact, what he thinks in his heart is clear to each other, and there is no need to speak.

"Immortal swords always need blood grinding to be sharper, isn't that what you said?" Yang Guan chuckled.

The other doppelganger also smiled and said, "Yes, that's what you said, hahaha!"

"But the saints have come out, and the day of reincarnation is not far away, are you sure?" Restrained laughter, the purple-clothed clone said in a condensed voice.

"Hongjun is the sky, the sky is not Hongjun, it depends on how much heavenly power he can use, but even if he is not an opponent, it is still possible to block a moment. Yang Guan said quietly.

After that, they glanced at each other, an inexplicable smile flashed in their eyes, and with a flash of purple light, the purple-clothed clone turned into a purple smoke and instantly flew into the gold-clothed clone.

Boom, the rolling air wave instantly broke out out of control, a terrifying breath flashed away, the great supernatural power between heaven and earth inexplicably sensed, the conscious heart sank, frightened, and the divine thoughts frantically unfolded, looking for the source of this breath.

In an instant, the gold-clothed Yang Guan was calm, only the divine light in his eyes was uncertain, and a vast mana was surging in his body, and an unprecedented power was permeating his heart. Looking up at Jiutian, his eyes flashed, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.

Even if the power of the two thousand laws he comprehended was extremely powerful, he didn't dare to say that he could resist Hongjun. But the two Dao Fruit clones are one, and it is still very certain to block Hongjun for a while.

You must know that the two Dao Fruit clones are one, Yang Guan's strength must not be as simple as one plus one, but a qualitative improvement, the divine mind has never been so strong, the heaven and the earth have never been so fresh, and a mysterious and wonderful realm reflects the mind. The Uncondensed Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit is not a Mixed Yuan Saint, but its strength is afraid that it will not be worse than that of a Saint.

Hongjun is in the sky, and the strength at this moment is unfathomable. It is difficult to guess, and it cannot be measured by the strength of his initial sanctification and serious injury, so Yang Guan has to be cautious and gather the most powerful strength to fight against it.

Retract your gaze. Yang Guan closed his eyes. Quietly comprehending the strength at this moment, it took a long time to open his eyes, and he returned to calm and indifference, and his figure was illusory, and an afterimage flew out of his body, turning into a wisp of smoke-like doppelganger, and the light smoke drifted through the smoke doppelganger and flew into the immortal hall.

The hall was closed again, and Yang Guan's doppelganger body moved. The whole person was like a dazzling golden light that flashed away from the vast sea of clouds and went straight to the sea of blood. And the smoke clone he left behind was just in case to guard the mountain gate, its strength was comparable to Da Luo, plus he was supernatural, Da Luo Jin Immortal was invincible.

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The sea of blood, shrouded in a rich bloody aura, is full of yin qi, can devour people's hearts, hurt people's spirits, thousands of yin spirits roar, struggling on the sea of blood, poignant and fierce, terrifying and abnormal, among which there are many powerful demon beast spirits in life, after death, they will forever fall into the sea of blood, muddy and unclear.

At this time, twenty thousand years have passed since the Blood Sea War, and the collapsed body of the Styx has condensed again, but its strength has dropped a lot, from the realm of the middle stage of the quasi-saint to the edge of the early stage of the quasi-saint, losing the treasure, and the cultivation has fallen, and the resentful hatred of Yang Guan in the heart of the Styx can not be concealed by pouring out the monstrous water of the sea of blood.

After the Great War, Styx did not reach the peak of his cultivation and vowed not to leave the level, so for 20,000 years, the sea of blood was calm.

On this day, a pale yellow figure appeared in the sea of blood, a little confused stepped into the sea of blood and fog, the figure is slender and not delicate, the skin is like snow, jade white clotted fat, Qiong nose and bright teeth, absolutely beautiful and incomparable, surrounded by a pale yellow glow, not affected by the sinister aura of the sea of blood, this person is the ancestral witch Houtu.

At this time, there is often a look of confusion and enlightenment in the eyes of Houtu, and there is a look of pity on his face, I don't know how long it took, Houtu entered the sea of blood deeply, the sea of blood was surging, and a gloomy and vast earth appeared in front of him, and the yin and evil aura of this place was extremely strong, and countless ghosts who had not sunk into the sea of blood were floating in the heaven and earth.

"Reincarnation, is this my great chance, is it the last life of my witch clan?" Hou Tu gradually came back to his senses and muttered to himself, but his face was pale, as if he had seen some tragic and tragic scene.

Houtu looked at the soul wandering between heaven and earth, his beautiful eyes slowly closed, and he opened them for a while, his expression was peaceful, and he smiled lightly: "There will be reincarnation in the sky, and all things should have a cycle of life and death, how about I become reincarnated!"

Houtu is powerless to resist the sky after all, but if he can leave a glimmer of life for the Wu clan, even if he dies, it is worth it, not to mention the Hongmeng purple qi that Yang Guan gave her, it is not known what the ending will be, thinking of this, a fine light flashed in Houtu's eyes, and his expression became firm.

At this moment, the sea of blood rolled, setting off a monstrous wave, thousands of evil ghosts struggled in the sea of blood, and the river Styx appeared in the sea of blood with a gloomy face, carrying the double sword and looking at the earth coldly.

"Houtu Daoist, what is the so-called matter of coming to my blood sea?" As soon as Houtu entered the Blood Sea Styx, he found that he had no scruples about him, the lord of the Blood Sea, and actually entered the depths of the Blood Sea, and his heart was naturally furious.

"There is a shortage of the way of heaven, all things need to be reincarnated, I want to incarnate reincarnation, cross the reincarnation of hundreds of millions of ghosts, improve the way of heaven, and hope that the friends of the Styx River will be fulfilled. "Houtu solemnly to the Styx.

"Hahaha, the reincarnation of hundreds of millions of Yin Souls, the Dao is friendly and big, isn't it because I am a bully in the River Styx, if you cross hundreds of millions of Yin Souls, how should I deal with the Shura clan. Styx laughed.

On that day, he saw that Nuwa created the human race to become holy, and his heart was enlightened, so he used the yin soul struggling in the sea of blood and the blood sea spirit blood to create zào out of the Shura clan, thinking that he could get a glimpse of the mixed yuan holy realm, but he didn't expect that the merit that descended was only enough to restore his body, and his realm cultivation had not been restored, and he scolded the sky for injustice, and hated Yang Guan to death, if it weren't for him, he would have been able to cultivate at least the late stage of the quasi-saint at this time, which was as miserable as it is now, and the great divine power of the guest in Zixiao Palace was still the cultivation of the early stage of the quasi-saint.

"Heavenly Dao, why should the Styx Dao friends be so persistent, reincarnation is related to the heavens and the earth, but the earth has to be done, and I hope the Styx Dao friends will forgive me. Houtu said with a firm face, although she is kind, she is also the ancestor of the Wu clan, and for the sake of the Wu clan's glimmer of life, she doesn't mind fighting with the River Styx.

After that, the whole body erupted with infinite evil qi, and the evil qi rushed into the sky, instantly piercing the bloody mist that permeated the sea of blood, like a huge wolf smoke straight into the sky, and the constricted body quickly expanded, turning into a cold and beautiful giant, the huge body did not destroy her beauty at all, the body was slender, the evil aura was swirling, and there was a cold and glamorous, like a female god of war.

"Houtu, you really bully me Styx, give me death!" Styx was furious, and the twin swords suddenly flew into his hands, the sea of blood stirred, turning up thousands of huge waves, and with a brilliant sword light, killing Houtu.

"Break!" Hou Tu's eyes were like electricity, implying an earth-shattering aura, and with a clear shout, the jade hand clenched into a fist, and brazenly met the monstrous blood wave of fierce sword light.

Accompanied by the rolling evil qi, a huge fist burst in, containing terrifying divine power, the heavens and the earth shook, the sea of blood boiled, and the power of the ancestor witch of the quasi-saint peak exploded violently, terrifying.

Boom! The blood wave collapsed, and the terrifying power erupted, containing a great power of destruction, and boundless evil qi surged out, stirring the sea of blood, and countless blood rains fell.

The two incomparably powerful figures crisscrossed and crisscrossed, stirring up the power of destruction, the blood-red sword qi swept across the thunderbolt, the evil fist shadow hit the sky, and the battle between Houtu and Styx was extremely fierce.

Suddenly, a brilliant golden light fell from the sky, and the terrifying intensity made the faces of the two warring people change greatly, and they separated in panic to dodge.

This is a sword qi that reaches the sky, a sword is out, the sea of blood and frost, like an incomparable divine light, passing through the battlefield, hitting the sea of blood with a bang, a terrifying high temperature erupts, boundless and fierce shot in all directions, the yin soul roars, hundreds of millions of fierce souls roar, in the face of such a ruined sword light has been defeated and turned into a yin ghost qi drifting away, and the countless newborn Shura in the sea of blood have no time to scream, and they are beaten into blood by this sword.

In an instant, the entire sea of blood was evaporated by three layers, and the entire heaven and earth were filled with a layer of hazy blood mist.

"Yang Guan!" Styx screamed miserably, the entire sea of blood was his origin, and he was evaporated three layers by this sword qi, and countless Shura were killed, how not to let Styx scream in heartache.

The terrible screams of the Styx spread throughout the desolate land, and the great supernatural powers who were still watching jokes at the beginning, saw the sword light that penetrated the sky and the earth, and heard the name shouted by the Styx, the whole body and mind couldn't help shaking, the thinking was solidified, and the brain was blank.

In an instant, a group of great gods flew into the sky, turning into streamers and rushing towards the sea of blood, and one after another powerful divine thoughts boiled, sweeping away the desolation, always paying attention to the sea of blood.

Suddenly there was a ripple in the sky of the sea of blood, like a circle of water waves swinging out, and the moment was violent, like a rolling tide sweeping in all directions, and the blood and yin qi above the sea of blood suddenly disappeared, and the heavens and the earth seemed to have been baptized, and they were suddenly clear.

A golden figure appeared in the sky, tall and majestic, making people daunting, and a suffocating and terrifying aura emanated, as if there were thousands of cold killing swords from the pores into the body, and the body and mind were extremely cold.

Yang Guan stepped on the void, as if he had stepped down from the stone platform of the heavenly steps, and with each fall, the void condensed into a column of steps and extended down.

"Styx, the reincarnation of the Hou Tu Dao is a matter of great merit and benefit to sentient beings, if you don't stop it, you can't stop it, retreat to the sea of blood, I won't embarrass you. "It's like the Heavenly Voice of the Great Emperor, vast and vast, and Yang Guan's voice struck heavily in the heart of the River Styx, making his Dao heart unstable and terrifying. (To be continued......)