"Mosquito Taoist."

"I think when the Hunyuan Dao Fruit is incomplete, the saint is above. Once the Dao Fruit is covered with dust, the cause and effect of the past should be in front of us!"

"The twelve-grade merit golden lotus has directly lost the third grade. At least it was tempered by the Western teachings for countless years before, so it did not fall from the position of the innate spiritual treasure!"

The spiritual tea in Bai Ze's hand was ethereal with white air, and it rose up. He just turned the tea cup and continued, "The mosquito Taoist traced the roots and pointed directly at the Taoist Taoist in the Styx."

"You must know that the foundation of the underworld is based on the sea of ​​blood in the past. The deity of the Taoist Taoist of the Styx and the billions of blood gods were all transformed into the foundation stone of the underworld by the ancestor and Houtu."

"How can the cause and effect of plundering the Asura clan on the body be compared to the occupation of the sea of ​​blood and the foundation of the body and the Taoist foundation?"

The white fox moved leisurely, and then the auspicious energy of divine light rose in the room. In the entire quiet room were colorful raindrops, with sky falling, and the crystal jade walls and ground, solemn and gorgeous, with treasures.

He received the messenger from the frontline Sword Immortal even earlier, and his report on the cave in his heart was actually basically consistent with Bai Ze's judgment.

If the two saints of the past wanted to use the tricks Ye Su used against them in the Zhuxian Sword Formation to hinder or even destroy the flying sword express business to affect Wuliang Mountain, and then shake his Hunyuan Dao Fruit, they would never be so defeated.

At that time, Cunti and Jie Yin, who were still saints, suffered a lot in the calculation of the panda and were directly killed.

Now that the Daoguo is covered with dust and his strength has plummeted. Ye Su dares to make such a plan to influence Ye Su Daoguo by shaking Wuliang Mountain's business and leading to Kaitian's failure. Do you really think that the name of the most recognized saint in the prehistoric world is a false reputation?

"It doesn't matter whether it is Gui Yin and Zhunti, Haotian, or the River Styx that transformed into Mosquito Taoist!"

The white fox stood in front of a thin layer of spiritual light with his hands on his back, and said in a faint but undeniable tone: "Then let's beat it together to avoid any more troubles. No trivial matters arise in the prehistoric world, so that the ancestor can be distracted in the depths of the chaos!"

As he said this, it was as if he could still rely on the guidance of the Hunyuan Dao Fruit and Zhunti, and the Mosquito Taoist used it as a small trouble that he could handle.

There are some reasons why the white fox is so arrogant. There is no doubt that he is the most famous and successful fox in the prehistoric world today!

Long before the Lich War, he had already attained the Daluo Golden Immortal, but so, he decisively threw himself into Ye Su's Wuliang Mountain when Qingqiu Mountain split!

At that time, Ye Su had just broken through the Daluo Golden Immortal, so the White Fox took the initiative to recognize him as the main point, and for a moment he became the laughing stock of the fox fairy in the world!

However, the feng shui turns. In the past, the fox fairies basically fell in the Lich war. The remaining descendants were all inexperienced goods. However, his white fox rose with the status of Wuliang Mountain. Now, most of the resources in the vast world flowed in his hands, allowing him to allocate them. The heaven, the underworld and the gods in the West would respectfully shout "Maintain" when they saw him!

Even the quasi-saint realm that was difficult to cross, he made a breakthrough in one fell swoop with the grand luck of Wuliang Mountain not long ago!

Which fox, now says that the white fox is not longing for? I wish I could replace it?

The tribe members who joined him on Qingqiu Mountain in the past who joined Wuliang Mountain with him did not have to worry about the merits of practicing.

So much so that the foxes in the prehistoric world basically respect him as their ancestor, and even wanted to ask him to be the king of Qingqiu to protect the fox clan.

But how could the white fox leave Wuliang Mountain?

Although Qingqiu Mountain is known as its homeland, it is no longer a place he cares about. His lineage has long been integrated into the Wuliang Mountains!

And this King of Qingqiu is not even as good as the general manager of Wuliangshan!

"There is a Xuanniao who holds the List of Gods in the Heaven Court to check and balance Haotian, and Lu Ya in the West will knock on Zhunti and Guizhi."

The floating thoughts quickly turned in their minds, and they heard Bai Ze behind them say: "It's the mosquito Taoist who clearly has no spiritual treasure to suppress himself, but he can easily avoid the deduction of the Tianji Ministry. It's a bit bad for a while."

Before Bai Ze finished speaking, a little gray fog suddenly appeared beside him. Hou Tu, wearing a blue shirt, stepped out of the fog with a purple gold hand stove in his hand.

"Greetings to the Saint Houtu!"

After Ye Su was fully immersed in the depths of chaos, Wuliang Mountain's small affairs were naturally covered by Baihu and Bai Ze, and the major affairs were fully handed over to Houtu. It can be said that she is the real controller of Wuliang Mountain now!

"I feel something. You seem to be discussing about the underworld?"

After looking carefully at the warm stove in Houtu’s hand, he found that it was actually the shape of a elixir furnace, with countless patterned holes on it, arranged according to the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams.

The white fox, who had seen countless treasures, immediately recognized that the purple gold elixir furnace was cast with tens of thousands of rare immortal materials such as Dayan Shen Iron, Taiyi Gold Essence, Shoushan Red Copper, Soil Soil Soil, Crystal Sand in the Heavenly Realm, etc.

But at this time, I didn't care why the Houtu saint rose up. The white fox said respectfully: "I just discussed with Bai Ze and was thinking about reporting to Wuliang Palace."

The moment he spoke, he held the jade book, which stated everything about the matter. As long as he used his spiritual sense to scan it, he would instantly understand it.

"I said why have you become so honest recently?"

After Houtu realized it, he lightly tapped the cover of the purple gold elixir furnace. With a flash of inspiration, he saw it hazy, like an unopened chaos.

As Houtu exhaled lightly and clear air towards the furnace, the hidden chaos opened like a tulle.

Eight pillars of divine fire appeared in the furnace for no reason. The Taoist in the Hell judge's uniform was surrounded by the eight trigrams. The forty-nine phantoms coiled on each pillar opened their bloody mouths, spraying thunder and fire together, and wrapping up their bodies. For a moment, the flames in the formation were blazing, thunder and thunder were swelling, and millions of dragon shadows were entangled.

Seeing that he closed his eyes and refused to answer, Houtu shook the stove and said, "Don't pretend to be dead, tell me where your mosquito clone was hidden?"

The judge was naturally the River Styx, and the sea of ​​blood was transformed into the foundation of the underworld. He himself had to become a member of the underworld, work and work hard, but most of the merits belonged to the Witch Clan.

After waiting for three thousand years and three thousand years, ten thousand years have passed soon. Without waiting for the opportunity to resurface the sea of ​​blood, we saw the close cooperation between the Underworld and Wuliang Mountain, which made both sides become stronger and stronger, and there was no day to turn things around.

Finally, he waited until his clone sucked the Jinlian who was leading the guy and ran away, breaking a little light for his dark revenge plan.

Now even if he is brought to lightning, he will never reveal the position pointed by the little sensing.

Anyway, as long as the source of Huangquan is still the sea of ​​blood, Houtu will not dare to kill his true spirit! All the accumulated achievements over the years have protected the soul, and even the saints cannot break into his sea of ​​consciousness and forcefully search for the soul!

"never mind!"

Seeing that Styx was still stubborn and silent, Houtu seemed to have lost interest in him. He turned his hand and took out his side with the gossip engraved and said, "Anyway, you won't say it, so just put this furnace into this divine plate and try it to see how effective Fuxi has made the spiritual treasure after he restored his cultivation!"

After saying this, you will put it on directly.

"What if it's really what Guiyin and Zhunti do?"

The River Styx, trapped in the furnace, suddenly said, "Why didn't they see my clone sucking the third-grade golden lotus? They were extremely angry, so they framed me and used your hands to get rid of my clone!"

Hou Tu shook his head and smiled and replied, "Actually, it doesn't matter who does it at all. You all have irreconcilable hatred with Feng Ling and me. Everyone is destroyed, it's just one after another!"

"I can only say that your clone is weaker and cannot get into the eyes of several other saints. It has no use value, so I will kill your clone first and let them calm down for at least a while."

After saying that, the palm-sized divine furnace was placed on the Bagua Divine Plate. Dots of runes were like rain curtains in the Bagua up and down, flowing thousands of threads, and the River Styx was vaguely connected to it, and it was constantly jumping in its direction.

At the high altitude of the Wuliang Mountain billions of miles away, the nine heavenly winds surging everywhere, whistling violently, and everything does not exist. Even far above the wind is the huge heaven, with stars and mysterious distant things.

Suddenly, a little void fluctuated rapidly, and gradually formed a hole, which was dark and far-reaching. How deep was. After a long time, a blood-red light appeared in the dark hole, which seemed to be flying from a very far distance, but it was coming quickly and expanded rapidly. Finally, it was like a training exercise, and then flew for a long time. Finally, it rushed out of the dark hole, and in the blink of an eye, passing through the gale layer and staying over the North Sea.

The mosquito Taoist, who had strands of golden thread on his blood-colored Taoist clothes, changed his face as soon as he stopped. He sucked the third-grade golden lotus in the merits, and the clone of the Daluo Jinxian realm made him keenly realize that he was locked.

He quickly drilled into the void, and the bamboo raft that floated out of the underworld was here. As soon as the mosquito Taoist got on the boat, he carried him from reality to virtual according to the rules of the underworld, and then arrived in the Dongsheng Shenzhou after a while.

After all, the Mosquito Taoist is the clone of the River Styx, and the underworld bamboo raft that has been brought to life with trillions of souls is also transformed by the Blood God Son of the River Styx, and is essentially a clone. With the same source and indulgence, the Mosquito Taoist uses billions of bamboo rafts that shuttle in the void to easily exploit loopholes.

Whenever he senses the feeling of being watched in the dark, he uses this to escape from the investigation, which has been tried and done.

But today was not that smooth!

After Fuxi returned to the quasi-saint realm, the pursuit ability of the Bagua Divine Plate he made was the best in the prehistoric world. Where did Mosquito Taoist change seven or eight positions in a row, but he could no longer escape the gaze in the dark.

Without spiritual treasures to suppress oneself, it is so helpless.

"There is a big secret between Jie Yin and Zhunti, which is related to the great cause and effect of Feng Ling!!"

The Styx in Wuliang Mountain finally opened his eyes and said, "One of them wants to let my clone go and let him swear to never go against Wuliang Mountain!"

"The second thing is that I have fought with Quansheng me. If I can win, I will only give the right to use Wuliangshan jade pieces. My body will still be honest in my role as a judge!"

Houtu seemed to have not heard his words and continued to stare at the runes on the divine plate with concentration.

"Red Cloud!"

"It's about the fallen red clouds!!"

When the result on the divine plate comes out, a trace of his turnaround may be destroyed in front of him. How can the River Styx be kept in hiding?

However, as soon as the word "Hongyun" came out, it immediately attracted the attention of three people outside the divine furnace.

Hongyun does have a huge causal relationship for Ye Su.

"I'll meet the former Ancestor of the Styx for a while!"

Feeling that what Styx said was from the heart of Taoism and there was no possibility of lying, the white fox said to Houtu: "After the promotion, there is no chance to take full advantage. Please ask the saint to fight with me!"

Houtu glanced at him and said that there was no need to agree to the request of Styx, but the White Fox was eager to fight. After thinking about it, he nodded.

The white fox turned into white light and threw it into the divine furnace.

As the judge, Styx's strength was originally suppressed by the underworld and could only exert one billion. He even forgot the feeling of the sea of ​​blood rolling and Jiuyou trembling when he took all his strength.

The blood was dispersed, the face was as sharp as a knife, the eyebrows were falling into the temples, and there were endless stars in his eyes that were unfathomable. After all, the Styx was a guest in the Zixiao Palace. If it weren't for the joint suppression of Houtu and Zhen Yuanzi, and Ye Su was the power of Wuliang Mountain to form two simple formations, how could he have ended up like this?

He pointed out that there was a blood-red layer in the divine furnace. The real dragon, divine phoenix, white tiger, and black trunk were composed of a blood light, and it was also filled with monsters in peace. As soon as it appeared, it formed a four-simile formation to surround the white fox.

The White Fox can be promoted to a quasi-saint, but it is not just a pile of resources and luck. He was already a Daluo Golden Immortal as early as ancient times.

Nine white tails gathered together, and this was a magnificent mountain slowly floating out of it. The flowing divine light was radiant, and every inch was radiant, extremely sacred and majestic, like the birthplace of the gods. It was the Wuliang Mountain that he visualized in his mind, and now it was revealed with his supernatural powers.

It is as heavy as billions of times, and can crush the world, making it difficult for the body to compete with. It faces the Styx River and presses the blood-red Four Symbols Divine Array.

However, a terrifying aura in the divine formation came, and blood flashed, and the bodies of one golden-body arhats appeared. In addition, there were some Bodhisattvas who buried their corpses, and the colorful divine blood flowed, which seemed extremely terrifying. Their tragic faces pounced on the sacred mountain with resentment, intertwined.

In an instant, the formation and the sacred mountain were in a stalemate.

The white fox was no longer polite. His tail was sweeping out, and he threw out a spiritual treasure to make a move. The magic wand subdued five-colored hair and four-breathing lights were released. The four spells on it were connected by fire, water and wind. There was also a Taoist seal carving on it, flashing brightly, and there were also slight tiny golden armored gods surrounding the rake rod.

The nine teeth of the rake head are deep, like fangs, with sharpness exposed, like Taoist magic weapons and Buddhist magic weapons, but they also rushed to the battle formation and killed the tragic murderous aura and smashed the Side River.

Knowing that this space has not been opened yet, the clear and turbid air is mixed, but I saw that the Jade Pillar Immortal Palace is radiant in a hundred miles, magnificent, solemn and grand, unstable, hazy, and there are thousands of rays of light, and the auspicious air is flying in full bloom.
Chapter completed!