Under the prehistoric continent, there is a sea in the nine netherworlds, without waves, and the water of a sea is all filthy blood and turbid, and it is actually a place where the extreme yin and darkness of the world are extremely poisonous.

This sea is called the Blood Sea, which is now at the time of chaos opening up. The great god Pangu opened up the prehistoric world, the clear air rose into the sky, the turbid air settled into the earth, and used the Qiankun Cauldron to absorb the chaotic flow and the dispersed Hongmeng turbid air. However, under the opportunity of the great way, unexpectedly, there was the last trace of dirty essence between heaven and earth. It neither returned to the sky nor sinking the earth, but finally fell into the realm of the Nine Netherworlds and turned into a ball. The essence of the turbid air of heaven and earth flowed day and night, absorbing the most turbid and evil things between heaven and earth. The stars turn around day and night, and it is not known for billions of years, and finally formed this vast sea of ​​blood that is unknown to billions of miles. The sea of ​​blood has no waves and no waves, hazy and bloody smell, and the special spiritual consciousness.

The number of heavenly ways, the world of the Nine Nether Blood Sea should have a life. After the blood sea was formed, a purple blood ball was born, and was nurtured after countless years of Hongmeng, and finally broke the ball out. But when the person who heard the ball out burst out laughed to the sky, he was an octogenarian, holding two swords and thriving murderous intent, calling himself the ancestor of the Styx. Later, the Zixiao Palace Hongjun preached that although the Styx was gone a little late, he also worshipped at Hongjun's door and listened to the great way of creation that Hongjun talked about.

Zixiao Palace preached that the cultivation level of the Styx River was not enough, so he went a little late. Seeing the great gods in the yard of Zixiao Palace, the ancestor of the Styx River felt that his cultivation level was not as strong as the rest of the people, so he always acted very low-key. Whenever he heard the sermon, he always came and went between the Sea of ​​Blood and Zixiao Palace, without talking about kinship, strife, and did not visit other great gods. He only wanted to learn Hongjun's Great Way of Creation and achieve something.

The Styx is so low-key that he is really the best among the great gods of the prehistoric world. Except for the fact that the gods of the prehistoric world were secretly trying to steal magic weapons when they were competing for treasures earlier, they never appeared again. This person is extremely sinister and cunning, and is very good at protecting himself. After seeing that the treasures are fruitless, he quickly escaped back to the Blood Sea with the secret method of the Son of the Blood God. After that, except for the Zixiao Palace, he has been unable to practice hard. The saints came out, and his power was the greatest in the prehistoric world, but he hid even deeper. Even the Wuzhuang Temple did not see him join in the fun and hid directly in the depths of the sea of ​​learning.

Those who endure loneliness will gain something!

This is the best portrayal of the Styx. If the three Lich tribes fought for a hundred years, they all suffered great losses and did not get any great benefits. However, the Styx, which cannot be hidden, has gained benefits, and a great benefit, one that allows the Styx to see the hope of enlightenment.

Speaking of the three tribes' war, the most serious casualties were the human race. After the human race died, the way of heaven was flawed. Apart from the soul gathering banners that were refined by the witch clan, there were 40% of them. They wandered between heaven and earth and could not find a place to return. Many of the souls disturbed the creatures, making ordinary people unable to disturb them. Those with great magical powers also saw these evil spirits, but they pity the miserable human race, and were afraid that they would collect their souls like the witch clan, which would cause endless anger to cause any great magical powers. No one cares about them, letting them wander and die.

Suddenly one day, the evil spirits and ghosts in the world seemed to be attracted by a breath, and gradually sank into the ground, floating around, and finally came to the most dark and filthy place in the world - the Sea of ​​Blood.

The evil spirits and evil spirits were overjoyed when they saw the sea of ​​blood. The invisible aura emitted from the sea of ​​blood made them very friendly and aroused their inner desire, which was a subconscious desire for their mother's arms. These wandering for too long, their consciousness in their previous life had gradually dissipated. The evil spirits and evil spirits who were ignorant saw the sea of ​​blood that felt like their relatives, and they did not hesitate and rushed to the sea of ​​blood.

As soon as the wronged soul entered the sea of ​​blood, it was horrified to find a huge suction force coming from the sea of ​​blood that wrapped itself, and then a severe pain was felt. Then a trace of its remaining consciousness was gradually pulled away and disappeared. Finally, even the invisible ghost body was swallowed by the sea of ​​blood. If there were powerful evil ghosts, they found something wrong as soon as they entered the sea of ​​blood, and they all made a sound of ghosts crying and howling. The ghost body also struggled desperately in the sea of ​​blood, intending to get rid of the maggot-like pain on the body. What a miserable scene.

Deep in the sea of ​​blood, a palace was faintly exposed. Five strange ancient seal scripts on the palace: Blood Sea Soul-Suppressing Hall! A circle of green light shot out from the hall, scattering towards the sea of ​​blood above, but it firmly held the filthy sea water of the sea of ​​blood. Below it was a vast blood-red land of billions of miles, and there were no plants or creatures, but it showed a faint smell of smell.

"Hahaha..." A sudden burst of laughter came from the Soul-Suppressing Hall, and even the boundless sea of ​​blood in the sky was rippled, with its power visible.

"Congratulations to the ancestor, my magical power is invincible. I have accomplished such a great thing this time. If my merits are immeasurable, my blood sea will no longer be desolate." A man in black knelt down and kowtowed with three people in black and said, a blood pool in the hall was constantly spewing out a human-shaped creature in black, and he lined up to go out of the hall with a bit of a blank expression.

"This time I did it, I got an opportunity." The ancestor of the Styx patted his hands, and an old face like a tree bark twitched constantly, and he smiled: "The two Lich tribes took action to slaughter the human race, but I took this great advantage."

"Old Ancestor's Holy Wisdom! My clan dare not forget the kindness of our ancestors."

It turns out that these men in black were all made by the Styx.

Since the opening of Hongmeng, the Styx River listened to the Zixiao Palace. Although the treasures of the Holy Pose and Hongjun's separation from the family were not destined to him, it allowed him to understand many great laws and laws. Combined with the strength of the sea of ​​blood, he created 3,600 volumes of blood sea nerves. Among them, the Blood Sea Clan Art is the best. Those who have mastered this method can transform into billions of blood god sons in a moment. The Blood God Son is invisible and colorless, but extremely vicious. It is really the only way to kill people and save lives. Based on the Blood Sea Clan Art, the Styx River felt that Nuwa used the Nine Heavens to make earth to create people, so he thought about it day by day, intending to imitate Nuwa, use the clone technique as a supplement to create creatures, and obtain the supreme merit of creation.

After many attempts, the Styx finally failed. The Son of Blood God could not transform into consciousness. Later, he used the pure essence of turbid air in the sea of ​​blood to set up a blood pool in the Soul-Suppressing Hall, and the Son of Blood Transforming was nourished in it, intending to nurture a real new creature. This time, the Son of Blood God had nurture a real new creature after all. After all, the Styx had nurtured the Styx. If he thought, if he did it properly, he would be able to create a new creature again.

One day, the River Styx was doing his work. Unexpectedly, he saw something floating in the distance. He knew it was a soul that was accidentally attracted by the sea of ​​blood. This soul was ignorant and headed straight to the blood pool in the hall that emitted pure and filthy air. Unexpectedly, it was swallowed by the Blood God Son who had been pregnant for a long time in the Blood Pool. He screamed and even lost the ghost body. After devouring the soul, the Blood God Son roared and then jumped out of the Blood Pool. After a while of visit, he knelt down to the River Styx to thank him:

"Thank you for your good fortune."

"Hahaha... it's finally done. I have the merits of creation, and the damn saints. Hahaha... Hongjun is unfair. I, the Styx, can also become the saint of Hunyuan by myself." Styx was stunned and laughed, as if I had seen the golden light of merit from heaven. From time to time, a ray of light really cut through the sea of ​​blood and shot straight into the Styx's body. However, this light was a green light, not the golden light of Nuwa.

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

The Styx felt the blue light entering the body, and its cultivation level soared. From time to time, it reached the quasi-saint's success. It seemed that the saint was on the front line. I couldn't help laughing for a long time, waiting for the moment of becoming a saint. The Blood God Son next to me repeatedly called him several times before stopping. The Styx returned to peace, but found that he had become a saint, but his cultivation level had increased a lot. He couldn't help but curse with an angry look: "God, why don't you give up more merits in creation? Is it even you unfair?" Styx was extremely disappointed and furious.

"The ancestor calms down, and the boy will definitely serve the ancestor day and night."

The Blood God Son only knew that he was the fate of the ancestor in front of him, but he was not very clear about other things.

"Oh, God's will... God's will..." Styx calculated with his fingers, but he sighed, "The Shura clan will be released this time, and I will give you the name of Marun. When I evolve the great Dharma, I will create Shura again." It turned out that the way of heaven was evolved, and the Shura clan was about to be released for a great opportunity in the future. After the cultivation of Styx, he calculated it thoroughly. Although he felt that there was no hope of merit in the holy position, he calmed down.

Styx sat cross-legged, stretched out his hand to a little blood pool, and the blood pool suddenly shone, and the sea of ​​blood also rippled, as if a lot of murderous aura was leaking, and then shouted:

"Blood Sea Reincarnation Array, Suck!"
Chapter completed!