"The Great Array of Blood Sea Reincarnation, rise!" The ancestor of the Styx shouted loudly, and the two swords of Yuantu Abi turned into flowing light and shot into the sea of ​​blood without seeing it. Then the sea of ​​blood tumbling, Jiuyou changed color, and the whole world was full of gloomy and terrifying aura, reflected by the rolling stenched blood. The sea of ​​blood rolled up huge waves like never before, and rose to a very high place under the power of the formation, and then smashed down Houtu under the Xuanhuang Pagoda with a backflow.

When the Ancestor of the River Styx saw that the power of the Blood Sea Formation was indeed extraordinary, he was no longer so angry. He laughed, "Hahaha... Houtu, I asked you to go against me, I asked you to meddle in other people's business, I made you eat enough, I made you all dare to underestimate me. The Sea of ​​Blood is your destination, hahaha..." The River Styx was really a weird person, and he became angry again as he spoke:

"The way of heaven is really unfair, ah!! Everyone is catching treasures, why did this acquired merit treasure end up in the hands of a mere ancestor witch? The way of heaven is unfair!!! Ah!!" While saying that, stomping his feet, pointing and cursing: "So what about the best treasures of merit? You are going to be defeated by me. I have dealt with you this time and just took this treasure to eliminate my hatred."

Houtu's situation was also a little bad. When Zhou Cheng gave her the Xuanhuang Pagoda, he didn't say much, but gave her a method of sacrifice and refining. Although she had been practicing Pangu's soul for a long time, there were always some things that could not be done. How could this Xuanhuang Pagoda be used with the half-baked Pangu's soul to exert all its power? Houtu's beautiful eyebrows were frowned, as if he was worried. He had no choice but to recite the self-understanding Taoist ritual just now in order to achieve miraculous effects.

The filthy blood water in the sky, under the urging of the formation, gradually compressed into a strange blood cocoon of thousands of miles in a radius. The Houtu and Xuanhuang Tower inside were invisible to see even a trace.

Houtu was thinking about it, and suddenly came to his senses. He had been a Taoist for a long time, and he was afraid that he would forget that he was an ancestor witch. Although he was an ancestor witch who was not good at fighting, he was good at defending.

"Pangu has divine power, and the ancestor witch has magical skills, defense!"

As soon as Houtu showed his true body of an ancestor witch, the situation suddenly improved when he used the defense technique. A mysterious earth-yellow light with Hongmeng aura shot from the void. After this layer of earth-yellow light was added to the Xuanhuang Tower's Xuanhuang Tower, the defense became stronger. No matter how the blood cocoon outside churned and corroded, it remained unmoved.

The blood cocoon was led by the Styx River, and everything that happened inside could be seen clearly. Seeing that Hou Tu used the secret technique of the ancestor witch to increase his defense, he couldn't help but jump up again.

"Houtu, why do you woman learn this turtle shell technique? I'm so angry." Styx cursed while increasing the corrosion intensity of the blood cocoon, and the two began to get entangled.

In the Nine Nether Blood Sea, the ancestor of the Styx sat cross-legged, and set up a large formation to urge the blood cocoon to corrode Houtu's defense. Houtu's head was covered with Xuanhuang Pagoda. While reciting the Taoist techniques, he used the secret technique of the ancestor witch, but the two fought to the same level.

In the blink of an eye, fifty years have passed, and there are still no contradictions and differences. Houtu is still alive, as if to confirm what he said earlier. However, the Styx is getting more and more angry, like an old cow eating a pumpkin. He is extremely hungry but has nowhere to sip, and is so anxious that he is so anxious.

"Houtu, you and I are brothers and sisters, and there is no great grudge. You, you have left the Xuanhuang Tower. As long as you can convince me with the great Tao, I will not make any more controversy with you." Seeing that Houtu is not good at it, Styx began to make a bad idea.

When Houtu heard this, she thought it made sense based on her woman's thinking. Everyone is a senior brother and sister relationship. It is best to convince him. Why do you have to break up and fight? So he wanted to withdraw his defense and go out to speak out.

Suddenly she remembered the human race. If the human race did not leave Qingqiu Mountain, the two Lichs would not dare to come to the door. What a Styx, I want to mess with me.

"Hmph, as long as the Blood Sea Formation is running for one day, I, Houtu, will stay in this Jiuyou for one day, and there is nothing to say. It is easy to leave me. You withdraw the formation first and promise not to act like this again!"

When Styx heard this, his face was throbbing. You Houtu, I really made up my mind to stay in the turtle shell to block my good things.

"Houtu, you have figured it out clearly. If you don't give up, your senior brother will have to..."

"What's the use of different Taos and not planning to do each other, what's the use of saying more!" Houtu was not afraid at all, threatening this thing would be of use to the ancestor witch.

Seeing that Houtu was salty and light, and not afraid of soft and hard, the Styx had no more scruples. Once the body was unfolded, it turned into the origin of the Taoist body and a mass of turbid air essence.

The origin of the River Styx is one of the three things that Pangu created the Queen of Heaven, and the chaotic turbidity essence. One of them turns into the innate turbidity essence and becomes the ancestor of the River Styx; the other is transforming into the two swords of Yuantu Abi and achieving the innate spiritual treasure.

The essence of the turbid air flashed and drilled into the blood cocoon, wrapping around the Xuanhuang Tower's defense. The space around seemed to be polluted by this innate turbid air, making a crackling sound. Under the power of the blood sea formation, the Styx took advantage of the right time and place, and the situation in Houtu suddenly became severe.

Houtu's face turned pale in an instant, and a mouthful of red blood snatched his mouth, sprinkled on the veil all over his body. The clean and elegant Houtu seemed to be a little more charming at this time, but his face was sick, but he was also pityful.

"Senior Brother, you are so desperate..." Before he finished speaking, the turbid air essence stirred up, Houtu was knocked away out of thin air, and he spat another mouthful of blood, which happened to spray on the Xuanhuang Tower, and his face turned pale.

"Senior Brother Zhou Cheng, you have so many wrong loves. Houtu has a strong hope. I am afraid that he will die in this sea of ​​blood. I want to be like a senior brother and protect the human race, but what..." Houtu murmured, his expression was tragic, and his eyes were crying, so sad.

Qingqiu Mountain, Xie Yuxuan.

Zhou Cheng, who was sitting upright with a bamboo collapse, suddenly became nervous and calculated. He found that Houtu was in trouble. He sighed gently, moved the corners of his mouth a few times, and closed his eyes and wandered around Taixu again.

"Gaga... Xuanhuang Tower is mine! Houtu, I will give you the last journey." The essence of turbid air transformed by the Styx wriggled, but it made a sound that was enough to collect the soul and seize the soul.

Houtu was about to close his eyes and wait for death, but suddenly the very familiar voice sounded in his mind that he often expected. Although he didn't know why he was looking forward to it, he felt comfortable when he heard it.

"Quickly and thoroughly refine Pangu's soul, combine it with the body of the ancestor witch, and achieve the way of Houtu." It was Zhou Cheng's voice.

When Houtu heard this, he was happy and finally understood why after obtaining Pangu's soul, no matter how much he sacrificed and refined it, he could not reach the state of unity of man and god. It turned out that he was not going to sacrifice Pangu's soul at all, but to refine the soul, combined with the body of the ancestor witch, and form the true Houtu's soul. With a thought, the Taoist machine pulled it, Pangu's soul, which had already been sacrificed and refined, was completely merged with the body of the ancestor witch. A blue light shone on Houtu's body, illuminating the essence of the turbid air transformed by the Styx, and paused for a moment.

When Styx looked at it, he saw that after the green light flashed, Houtu's figure was once again revealed, but it was a bit strange. An ancestor witch who was dressed in plain clothes and gauze, now turned into a Taoist dressed in a yellow brocade Taoist robe and a young man. A jade hairpin was tied up with beautiful hair like clouds, and a strand of blue silk like clouds drooped down his face, like a stream of clear sea waves.

"Styx, don't be able to do anything, and have you met Senior Brother Zhou Cheng with me."

After saying that, he didn't care how the essence of the turbid air transformed by the Styx River reacted. With the great improvement of Houtu's power, he pointed at the Xuanhuang Pagoda. The pagoda suddenly shot out a mysterious yellow air. With one sweep, the blood shadows in the sky were shattered; with the second sweep, the essence of the turbid air was collected.
Chapter completed!