The pillar of heaven collapsed, the Milky Way fell, Nuwa made up for the sky, and Zhou Mountain was gone!

The battle of the three clans finally ended temporarily with this sudden natural disaster, this battle lasted for a hundred years, and the human race suffered great losses, although Yang Xiao had tried his best to dispatch the strong men of the human race to resist the two lich clans, after all, there were still countless casualties, at least the human race lost a quarter of its vitality!

The two Lich clans are naturally not much better, not to mention that the Wu clan has lost several top witches and the two ancestral witches of Zhurong and Gonggong, and the demon clan has also been led by Qianyang Incarnation to kill more than ten demon saints with Hou Yi, Chi Songzi and others, so to speak, the three parties can be regarded as losing all three.

On the way back to the ancestral hall from Buzhou Mountain, Yang Xiao saw that there were mourning fields everywhere, and the nine days of muddy water poured into the flood, and the disaster brought by it had just begun.

The muddy water of the nine days is the weak water of the heavenly river, the goose feathers do not float, the gods can't afford it, after falling into the mortal world, encountering the mortal water, it will be shocked by the monstrous waves, in the flood famine, for a while, there are floods raging everywhere, the dead and injured souls, I don't know how many mortals. Yang Xiao asked himself if he had never seen such a monstrous flood, and every time he saw it, even if he couldn't bear it, he couldn't help but come to the rescue.

Not to mention the countless deaths and injuries of the living beings on the flood wilderness, those monks who are strong enough to be forcibly reincarnated, those who are not enough to be reincarnated, or the weak souls have nowhere to go, speaking of this, I have to say that under the flood continent, in the realm of the nine shadows, there is a sea, there are no waves and no waves, and the water of a sea is filthy and bloody, turbid, and it is really a place where heaven and earth are extremely dark and poisonous.

This sea is called the Sea of Blood, and it is now in the time when chaos is opened. The great god of Pangu opened up the flood wilderness, the pure qi rose to the sky, and the turbid qi settled into the earth. However, under the opportunity of the Great Dao, there was the last trace of filthy essence between heaven and earth. Neither returned to the sky nor sank to the ground, but in the end it fell into the realm of the Nine Shadows and turned into a mass.

This mass of turbid essence of heaven and earth is circulating day and night, absorbing the most turbid and poisonous things in heaven and earth. The stars are turning, day and night alternate. I don't know that for hundreds of millions of years, this sea of blood has finally been formed. There were no waves or waves in the sea of blood, and there was a monstrous stench of blood. Specializing in spiritual consciousness and the like.

The number of Heavenly Dao, the world of the Nine Shadows Blood Sea should have a lifetime of spirits. I don't know how many years after the sea of blood was formed, a purple blood cell was conceived, and it was conceived through countless Hongmeng years. Finally the ball was broken. But the one who smells the ball comes out. Looking up to the sky and laughing, he was an old man, holding two swords in his arms, murderous, and calling himself the ancestor of the River Styx. Later, Hongjun of Zixiao Palace preached, although the ancestor of the Styx River went a little late, he also worshiped Hongjun and listened to Hongjun's teachings on the Great Dao of Creation.

Zixiao Palace preached. The Styx Ancestor didn't cultivate enough, so he went a little late. Seeing the great god of Zixiao Palace's courtyard. The Styx Ancestor felt that his cultivation was not as strong as the rest of the people, so he had always been very low-key. Whenever he heard the sermon, he always came and went in a hurry between the sea of blood and the Zixiao Palace, not talking about relatives, not fighting at the corners of his mouth, and not visiting the rest of the gods, he just wanted to learn the Hongjun Creation Dao and achieve something.

The Styx Ancestor acted in a low-key manner, and among the great gods of the Flood Desolation, he was really the first person, except for the earlier when the Five Directions Divine Banner of Heaven and Earth appeared, he secretly snatched the magic weapon, but he never appeared again. This person is extremely insidious and cunning, and he is well at the way of self-preservation, and after robbing the treasure, he quickly escaped back to the sea of blood with the secret method of the Blood God Son, and since then, except for listening to the sermon in Zixiao Palace, he has not been able to cultivate. All the saints came out, and his power was overwhelming, but he hid even deeper, hiding in the depths of the sea of blood.

Those who endure loneliness will reap it!

This is the best portrayal of the Styx Ancestor, if it is said that the three clans of the Lich People have been fighting for a hundred years, all of them have suffered a lot of losses, and they have not gained any great benefits, but this invisible Styx Ancestor has gained benefits, great benefits, and a benefit that has made the Styx Ancestor see the hope of enlightenment.

Speaking of the war of the three clans, the most casualties are none other than the human race, after all, it was the joint attack of the two lich clans, even if the human race tried their best to resist, it was always beyond their strength, this massacre, it can really be said that it shocked the desolate land, and in fact, except for Yang Xiao, no one else in the desolation knew that on the original trajectory, this lich catastrophe, the human race was almost killed, not like now, only lost a quarter of vitality.

Let's say that after the death of the human race, the way of heaven is flawed, and many unjust souls and ghosts have been collected by the witch clan's refining soul gathering banner, but forty percent of them are wandering in the world and earth, unable to find a place to return, and there are many unjust souls that disturb the living beings, making ordinary people overwhelmed. Those who have magical powers have also seen these ghosts, but they pity the misery of the human race, and they are afraid that they will collect souls like the witch clan, which will provoke the boundless anger of any great supernatural power. There was no one to take care of them, and they were left to fend for themselves.

Suddenly, one day, the ghosts of heaven and earth, as if attracted by a breath, gradually sank into the ground, drifting, and finally came to the darkest and filthy place in the world - the sea of blood.

The ghosts couldn't help but be overjoyed when they saw the sea of blood, and the aura that the sea of blood invisibly emanated made them very kind, and stimulated their inner desire, which was a subconscious desire for their mother's arms. These have been wandering for too long, and the consciousness of their previous lives has gradually dissipated, and the ignorant ghosts and ghosts have rushed into the sea of blood without hesitation when they see the sea of blood that they feel like relatives.

As soon as the soul entered the sea of blood, he was horrified to find that there was a huge suction force from the sea of blood that wrapped him, and then there was a sharp pain, and then the remaining trace of consciousness was gradually withdrawn and dissipated, and finally even the invisible ghost body was swallowed by the sea of blood. Or there are powerful ghosts, as soon as they enter the sea of blood, they find that something is wrong, and they all let out a ghost crying and howling, and the ghost body is also struggling desperately in the sea of blood, intending to shake off the maggot-like pain of the tarsal bones on the body, which is a miserable scene.

In the depths of the sea of blood, a palace was faintly revealed, and there were five strange ancient seals on the palace: the Blood Sea Town Soul Palace! The main hall shot out a circle of blue light, scattered to the sea of blood above, but it was a sea of filthy sea water that firmly held the sea of blood, but below was a vast blood-red land of hundreds of millions of miles, and there were no plants and creatures, but there were faint bursts of fishy smell.

"Hahahaha" There was a burst of earth-shattering laughter in the Soul Suppression Palace, and even the boundless sea of blood above was shaken into ripples, and the power was visible.

"Congratulations to the ancestor, the divine merit is invincible, this achievement is such a great thing, when the merit is immeasurable, in the future, my blood sea will not have to be barren again. A man in black knelt down and kowtowed with three people in the same black clothes and said, a pool of blood in the hall was constantly spewing out a humanoid black-clothed creature, and his expression was a little blank and lined up outside the hall.

"This act is a chance. The Styx Ancestor patted his hands lightly, his old face like tree bark twitched, and he smiled, "The two lich clans slaughtered the human race, but let me take advantage of this. ”

"Ancestor Shengming! Ancestor created our kindness, and our clan dare not forget it. ”

It turns out that these black-clothed people are all created by this Styx Ancestor, a brand new life that is different from the hundreds of millions of races in the current desolate world!

The Styx Ancestor has heard of Zixiao Palace since Hongmeng opened up, although the treasures of the Holy Throne and Hongjun when they were separated from each other have never had a fate with him, but it made him comprehend a lot of Great Dao Laws, combined with the length of the blood sea, to create three thousand six hundred blood sea nerves. Among them, the blood sea doppelganger technique is the most, and those who have learned this method can turn into hundreds of millions of blood god sons in an instant, and the blood god son is formless and colorless but extremely vicious, and it is really the only way to kill people and save their lives. On the basis of the Blood Sea Doppelganger Technique, the Styx Ancestor felt that Nuwa had created a human being by kneading the soil for nine days, so he thought about it day by day, intending to imitate Nuwa and use the Doppelganger Technique as an aid to create a living soul and obtain the supreme merit of creation.

It's just that it is not easy to create a living being, many attempts, but the ancestor of the Styx has never succeeded, the blood god son can not turn into consciousness after all, and later he used the pure turbidity essence in the blood sea as a guide, and applied the blood sea secret method to set up a blood pool in the soul control hall, and the blood god son was nourished in it, intending to give birth to a real new soul, this action is not all utopian, after all, the blood sea gave birth to his Styx, in his mind, if he acts properly, he will be able to create a new soul again.

One day, the ancestor of the River Styx was doing his work, and he unexpectedly saw something floating in the distance, and he also knew that it was a soul that was inadvertently attracted by the sea of blood. I saw that this soul was ignorant, and went straight to the blood pool in the hall that exuded a pure and filthy aura, but unexpectedly, it was devoured by the blood god son who had been nurtured by the secret method in the blood pool for a long time, and even the ghost body was gone. After the Blood God Son devoured the soul, he roared violently, and then jumped into the pool of blood, and after a period of visiting, he knelt down to thank the Styx Ancestor:

"Thank you Ancestor for your kindness. ”

"Hahahaha has finally become, the merit of creation, I also have the merit of the damned saint, haha, I am unfair, I can also achieve the mixed sage saint on my own. After the Styx Ancestor was stunned for a moment, he immediately clapped his palms and laughed, as if he had seen the golden light of merit descending from the sky, and sure enough, not long after, a ray of light really pierced the sea of blood and shot straight into the body of the Styx Ancestor, but this light was blue light, not Nuwa's golden light.

"Ancestor, Ancestor..."The Blood God Son had just turned into consciousness, and when he saw such a thing, he was a little puzzled.

The Styx Ancestor felt the blue light entering his body, and his cultivation skyrocketed for a while, and from time to time he reached the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal Dacheng, and it seemed that breaking through the limit was on the line, and he couldn't help laughing for a long time, just waiting for the moment of sanctification. The Blood God Son next to him repeatedly shouted him several times before he stopped, and returned to calm, but the Styx Ancestor found that he had become a saint somewhere, but his cultivation had increased a lot, and at that moment he couldn't help but look angry and scolded the sky: "Thief God, why don't you send down more creation merits, isn't it unfair to you?!"

"The ancestor is angry, and the boy will serve the ancestor day and night. "The Son of the Blood God only knew that he was created by the ancestor in front of him, but he didn't know anything else.

"Alas, so providence... Providence is like this..."The Styx Ancestor pinched his fingers, but he couldn't help but sigh for a while, "The Shura clan should come out this time, give you the name Bo Xun, wait for me to evolve a living being, and recreate Shura." ”

It turned out that the Heavenly Dao was derived, and the Shura clan was at this time, as an opportunity for a major event in the future, after the Styx Ancestor cultivated to the Great Advancement, he was thorough, although he felt that the merits of the Holy Position were hopeless, but he gradually calmed down, but he did not give up the Holy Dao, because, in the moment of calming down, he already felt what he was missing.

If he wants to become a saint of the Heavenly Dao, what he lacks is the holy throne (to be continued......