However, when the earth transforms into reincarnation in the future, half of the sea of ​​blood was turned into reincarnation. Although Styx agreed passively, they should have divided some merits. But in fact, Styx got nothing. For this reason, Styx felt very unhappy. It was also that his family was well and half of it was divided. Anyone who had to spend a lot of energy was to rest. After waiting for a thousand years, the injury of Nuwa was injured by Nuwa had recovered. More importantly, Styx had been nourished successfully. If Styx wanted to establish a Taoist dictatorship in the future, it would be much more convenient to accept disciples. If Styx stayed in this sea of ​​blood for a long time, they would inevitably be unconscious and be fascinated by the evil aura. However, with this Styx, everything was not a problem. Styx was not very happy, so they went out to relax. Who knew that drinking cold water could stuff the teeth when people were not smooth, and they really hit the Styx.

The Styx was walking slowly on the prehistoric continent. Although he had sacrificed and refined Naihegui, a somewhat despairing spiritual treasure, the Styx was still depressed. Half of his blood sea was occupied by Houtu's transformation and reincarnation. This was not a big deal. It was indeed a little empty when he lived in such a large territory. However, Houtu had gained so much merit, so why didn't he have any of his own? That was his territory. However, he didn't dare to curse such merits in Houtu. Although the witch clan is weak now, there are still nine ancestor witches to support him, and he can't provoke him. He could only relax in the prehistoric world. Of course, seeing some unsightly monsters and other monsters also killed them to vent their anger.

On this day, the Styx was walking, and suddenly a gust of yin energy was lingering in front of him, and a black mist condensed in front of him, and a strange laugh came from inside, "Haha, I didn't expect that the ancestor was so lucky today, and he actually met another one, let the ancestor swallow you!" As he said, a ghost claw popped out from the black mist and grabbed it towards the Styx. The Styx was so angry that he almost spitted blood. He looked up and saw that it was just a ghost of the Golden Immortal Taoist practice. It was because of some Taoist practice that he would not be attracted to the reincarnation. The Styx came out to walk and restrained his aura. Unexpectedly, he was actually a little gold

Xian Jingshi, wrapped in red mist on his body. When the ghost claws were grabbed, it turned into a ghost energy. A roar came from the black mist. The ghost knew that it had touched the iron plate. Without saying a word, he turned around and ran away. But Styx was angry. How could he let him go? He raised his foot and grabbed him. The ghost hurriedly begged for mercy. The Styx monster laughed, "Aren't you going to swallow the ancestor? If the ancestor doesn't refine your soul and get rid of the ancestor's anger!" After that, Styx grabbed him and went back to the sea of ​​blood. He was afraid that if he really encountered such an example again, he would be angry to death.

After returning to the Sea of ​​Blood, Styx directly used the soul searching technique. The ghost roared in pain. However, in front of the great god Styx, his resistance was not enough. A series of shrill screams sounded, but it was not enough to be evil. Styx looked around and thought that his blood sea was the most filthy place. If you throw this ghost in, it would definitely be scattered alive. Such pain was simply unimaginable. After the soul searching technique was used, the ghost no longer had any consciousness.

The Styx threw his hand and threw the ghost into the sea of ​​blood. He saw that even though the ghost had no consciousness, he still felt fear instinctively and struggled to escape. But the Styx was watching from the side. The ghost was sunk in the sea of ​​blood. The Styx laughed and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, the sea of ​​blood rolled, and the Styx looked strange. Soon one of them rolled and a blood-colored figure jumped out. The figure looked extremely ugly and bowed to the Styx: Pay a visit to the ancestor.

The Styx was puzzled and didn't know what was going on, but he also realized that if some souls were incorporated into the sea of ​​blood, a new creature could be created. With this guess, he waved his hand immediately. Some ghosts who were originally going to be reincarnated were detained and threw them into the sea of ​​blood. The figures also screamed in pain at first, but soon afterwards they turned into blood people like before, and all bowed to the Styx: Pay a visit to the ancestor. A light flashed in the soul of the Styx, as if it was captured.

Something happened, but it was a little blurred. Those bloody men looked ugly, while women looked weird and charming. These creatures were born in the sea of ​​blood, concentrating all negative emotions, and were all lewd by nature. A few of them were under the nose of the Styx. The Styx naturally saw it, frowned, and couldn't figure out the key. However, when he lowered his head, he saw the six reincarnation plates in the distance. The six roulette plates slowly rotated, but the Asura path among them was empty.

The mouth of the Styx whispered: Asura Dao? Asura Dao? Suddenly, the soul of the Styx trembled, and a thunder blew across, shouting: So that's it, so that's it! Haha, the way of the Ancestor is expected! The bloody people below looked at each other, wondering why the Ancestor was so excited. The Styx said to the sky: Heaven is above, I can create the Asura clan today, Asura clan, come out! As soon as this statement came out, the thunder in the sky was scattered, and a mass of merit was brought down. The merit fell on the head of the Styx, and the Styx felt his own

The Taoist practice was improved until the peak of the two corpses was killed. At this time, he and Di Jun's Taoist practice were similar. As for who was stronger and who was weak, it was unknown. The Styx had gained merits and made great progress in Taoist practice. He was very happy. He pointed to the blood man who first came out and said: You are the devil king of the Asura clan, named Marun, and you a few, and in the future, they will be called Luo Qiantuo, Zizaitian... Anyway, he gave all the Asura clan members, and then the Styx returned to the Blood Palace to preach to his disciples.

After several consecutive preachings, the Styx seemed to have another sense of inspiration. It seemed that he had some chance again. This made the Styx very happy. With the response, it proves that he has luck. Otherwise, how could it be so smooth? However, the sensing is very weak and has never been very clear. In these preachings, his first few disciples were pretty good, and his Taoist practice has steadily improved.

Once, the mouth of the Styx said to himself: What is the Tao of the ancestor? Why does that kind of sense seem to be cut off now? His disciple Be Xun said carefully: Why wouldn't the ancestor imitate those saints? I wonder how they achieved enlightenment? The Styx said impatiently: Why would these ancestors have never thought that the Asura clan was created because of Nuwa, wasn't it because of the thought of Nuwa making people a saint? But I don't know what the next opportunity for the ancestor was? That Be Xun originally wanted to please the Styx, but who knew that he had hit the gun and was about to retreat, suddenly the Styx's expression changed drastically. He grabbed Be Xun and shouted: What did you say just now! Maru trembled, but he was complaining in his heart. He didn't know where the sin was. How dare he say it again, just shook his head and said:

, The disciple said nothing just now! He didn't say anything! He Styx shouted: Say it quickly! The ancestor is not blamed you! When Maru heard this, he said carefully: The disciple just said that the ancestor can imitate other saints. Since they can use this to achieve enlightenment, then I think the ancestor has a chance. In order to prevent angering the ancestor of the Styx, he quickly added the last two sentences. Otherwise, if he really touched the bad head of the Styx, he would have good fruits to eat. The Styx threw Maru away and laughed: Not bad! The ancestor is really confused. Why did he forget that the saint is not the only one. She has created the human race to become a saint, but other saints are not like this. They have become saints by establishing the religion and become saints. Of course, the ancestor can do it too. Haha, the saint, the ancestor is about to reach that level.

The Styx did not rush to establish a sect directly, but summoned all the disciples. At this time, the Asura clan also had millions of tribes. Although its cultivation was not high, it only had time to accumulate, and there would always be masters. The Styx shouted: I can establish the Netherworld Sect today! Use Yuantu, Abi, and the twelve-grade Karma Fire Red Lotus to suppress the fortune, the Netherworld Sect, and the Netherworld Sect, and the Netherworld Sect, to establish! After saying that, the Styx waited quietly, and a ball of merit fell, 70% fell to his head, and the third level fell to Yuantu, Abi and Abi's two swords and the Karma Fire Red Lotus, and a strange aura suddenly flowed out. The merit entered the body, and the Taoist practice of the Styx improved again, and he seemed to be

I feel like I have broken through a layer of diaphragm, killed the three corpses, and killed the three corpses in the early stage. When I arrived here, my merits were consumed. The Styx was intoxicated by the joy of improving the Taoist practice. Suddenly, this made Styx unable to help but curse, but he didn't dare to really curse it. The heavenly way of giving him merit was the way of heaven. If he cursed, the consequences of Styx would not even be thought about. But Styx was also a little happy. After all, the Taoist practice has improved, and he has more ability to save his life. Styx was sitting on the blood lotus. Not long after, his eyes flashed, and he said in his heart: Originally, the ancestor thought he could become a saint this time, but he didn't expect it to be a bad person.

Some, compared with those saints, the ancestor was only missing that Hongmeng purple aura. Saint? The supernatural powers of the saint... Thinking of the moment Nuwa slapped at him, Styx couldn't help but be frightened. He made a plan in his heart to find an opportunity to grab Hongmeng purple aura. Originally, it was best to ask Kunpeng to go with him. However, Kunpeng was too deep and Styx was not sure to take advantage of it. Last time Kunpeng seemed to have calculated the mosquito Taoist, which means that Kunpeng's Taoist practice was above him. He didn't know whether to do anything that Styx would not do, let alone make a fuck with the tiger. Calm down, and thoughtfulness appeared in Styx's eyes. Soon

Later, the Great Dao in the Sea of ​​Blood remembered that although it was very uneasy to face the changeable Ancestor of the Styx, it is undeniable that Styx is indeed a person with great perseverance and power. Although he did not become a saint, he later thought of refining the entire sea of ​​blood into an incarnation, claiming that "the sea of ​​blood will not dry up. The river of Styx will not die". The sea of ​​blood is the most filthy place in the world, but it also condenses the evil evils of the prehistoric world and has merit. Who dares to dry the sea of ​​blood? The infinite karma can be pulled down even by the saint, but this is the opportunity. It is difficult to remedy if you miss it. Only having great ambitions is just a drama.

In the Beiming Taoist temple, Kunpeng opened his eyes and showed an inexplicable smile, 'It's time to share the attention of those saints. The Netherworld Sect has come out. What should be next? But no matter what, I will not participate for the time being.' I swept my divine thoughts and found that Kong Xuan was still enlightened at this time, of course it was not entirely the gains of the last preaching. Just like Kunpeng's own practice, every time he understood, the progress of his Taoist practice could drive all his supernatural powers to move forward. Kong Xuan and Kunpeng learned, it naturally took a long time to understand. When Kong Xuan realized the truth, his hands kept stopping, and sometimes he could not help but whisper a few words, and his fingers wrote some understanding on the four walls of the attic. Although some were wrong, enlightenment was like this. It was necessary.

It has been repeatedly confirmed that the Great Dao cannot be understood in a short time, and the hardships are unimaginable. This is also the reason why Kunpeng's generation has been difficult to make progress after he practiced to the Daluo Jinxian realm. However, this also makes their foundation extremely solid, and the heart of Tao is not easy to shake. Unlike those Qi Refiners in later generations, the heart of Tao is unstable after experiencing some setbacks. The reason why Kong Xuan took such a long time to understand is also related to the truth of enlightenment that Kunpeng left in the attic, because the way of practicing the law is the foundation of Kunpeng's cultivation. The Taoist ancestor Hongjun's great Dao is just a reference, and many of them need to be repeatedly overturned and overturned. The attic is full of Kunpeng's insights. If Kong Xuan gained something from Kunpeng's enlightenment, he could even exceed the gains of this preaching.

Another place, Liu'er swept the stick, and the blood man in front turned into blood. With a slap in his left hand, the blood man on the left shattered. A blood man in the back came over, took two steps, and kicked his right foot back. The blood man died, but there were at least hundreds of blood men around him, and the blood man was resurrected as soon as he died. Liu'er gradually became proficient in combat skills through these trainings, his eyes were even colder, without any fluctuations, as if he had killed only plants and trees. And this was exactly what Kunpeng wanted to see in Kong Xuan.

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