Just when the fat man was pretending to go on a war to attack the Buddhist donor, Yun Zhongtian, the Emperor of Yue from Taishan, was taking his ten underworld commanders and heading towards Songshan, Henan, quickly.

"Brother, we are still going to be such a bird mediator. In my opinion, we brothers can go directly to Qingping Cave Heaven. The fat brothers have no news for four or five years. Now we have finally received the news that Brother Zhang has established a religion. We should also go and congratulate us. What kind of mediators are we going to the two bald monks to talk about the matter. There is a happy way to go to Qingping Cave Heaven to find Brother Zhang to drink." The seventh brother Xie Bifa, the eighth brother was helpless, and the two of them were talking to Shi Zhongtian where they were talking about their thoughts.

"Lao Qi, Lao Ba, since we have promised others, we must do what we say. When this matter is finished, it will not be too late for us to go to Qingping Cave Tian to find Brother Zhang. At that time, you will have something to drink, and Brother Zhang will not treat you and my brother badly." Yun Zhongtian also wished that he would go to Qingping Cave Tian to visit his daughter Yunxiao immediately, but after he promised others, he had to do something else.

Yun Zhongtian has also read the novel Yunxiao, Bixiao, Qiongxiao, and the Romance of the Gods several times. He roughly knows the content of the story. When he recalled the words of master when his daughter blurted out when he saw the fat brothers, Yun Zhongtian had a bold idea. Could it be that his daughter is really Yunxiao among the Three Xiao Empresses? Thinking of this, Yun Zhongtian wanted to go to Qingping Cave Heaven to ask about the truth.

"Let me, brothers, hurry up and hurry up for me. The Yin God passes through the border, and all living beings avoid it. Don't block my cloud road, let me dodge..." After hearing Yun Zhongtian's promise, the two brothers, the seventh and eighth brothers, were so happy that their faces were covered with head-up patterns. They rushed to the front of the gang of Yin soldiers in the Yin wind, actively paving the way for everyone.

Liu Zhiqiang and Shui Qingqing, who were delivering the letter at the time, are now sneaking around the territory in the underworld, looking for their own target.

"Qingqing, it should be here. Look, the entire six realms of reincarnation have their own management, and each territory in the Yin Realm emits light that represents different reincarnations. There is nothing but this area, gray, and there is not even a ghost shadow. It must be here. Let's go in and take a look." These two have been wandering around here for several days, and have not found the place they are looking for. In the end, the two set their targets on this gray foggy area called the Jedi by the underworld's ghost soldiers. After careful investigation, they walked in resolutely.

In the gray fog, there was a different world. Various illusions came, and clusters of blood-red light flashed out of nothingness. In the air, all kinds of ferocious and terrifying Shura warriors were transformed into Rakshasa beauties wearing temptations, which were extremely beautiful and ugly. The cruelty and gentleness were one, and they all rushed upwards. They rushed towards the two, haunting their hearts.

"What is this? Illusion. Blood Light, Shura, Rakshasa, Qingqing, we are right here, it's here, you retreat a little, I'll deal with these, Hell Yellow Springs Dao, Netherworld Blood Sea, All Heaven Shura Dao, The River Styx is in it. The Blood God Son, come out."

After a loud shout, Liu Zhiqiang's body moved slightly in the fog, and twelve faint blood-red shadows differentiated from his body, turning into twelve blood lights that were as powerful as wind, flying back and forth in the fog, digesting and absorbing the illusions in the gray fog.

Although the dozens of blood gods danced, the illusions in the air became more and more, and finally disappeared. The entire space also revealed its true colors, and the two of them gradually became clearer. It turned out that this was just an empty and desolate pit. This pit looked extremely huge. The soil in the pit was not like those outside, either black or gray, but appeared a bright red, just like the blood in the human body dripping into the soil.

"Master, is this the Blood Sea where the Ancestor of the Styx lives? Why is there no drop of water? It seems that there is nothing. How can we find the inherited skills of the Ancestor of the Styx?" Shui Qingqing looked at this desolate and lonely pit, and didn't know where to start for a moment. With no choice, she asked her master, the Blood God Lord Liu Zhiqiang.

"There must be something strange here. The inheritance of the River Styx is definitely within this big pit. If you think about it, it must have been sealed by the Ancestor of the Styx. The sea of ​​blood will not dry up, the sea of ​​Styx will not die, the sea of ​​blood, blood, I understand, hahahahaha, it really made me think of it. If you want to resonate with the inheritance of the River Styx, you must have blood. Fortunately, this god is smart and uses my blood as the guide to the inheritance of the River Styx, and give it to me."

Liu Zhiqiang was like a madman, and he gently stroked his left arm with his right hand without any attention. A blood arrow rushed out far away, carrying the energy of the Shura Blood River that he had practiced for several years, and dripped into the blood-red soil drop by drop. When he saw the blood on his left arm stop flowing out, Liu Zhiqiang stroked another crazy time, and the blood that had already stopped was spewed out again.

The entire pit began to move. The soil stained with Liu Zhiqiang's blood seemed to be heated, and gradually a stream of heat came up. Then the bottom of the entire pit began to gulp and blood began to gush. Soon, the blood flowed out in large quantities, and the bottom of the entire pit was filled with the blood.

The blood was getting more and more, deeper and deeper. After a while, most of the huge puddle was occupied. The blood god Liu Zhiqiang and Shui Qingqing, who flew into the air, looked at the newly appeared vision in surprise. It seemed that this was the real sea of ​​blood now. I am afraid that the inheritance of the River Styx would have to be found in this sea of ​​blood.

Just as the two of them were distracted and thought, two blood-red mesh covers suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​blood, covering the two of them in the middle. The two blood-coagulated mesh covers looked ordinary, but who knew they were extremely tough. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not get rid of it. Even if Liu Zhiqiang used the method of changing the Blood God Son, he could not escape the blood net. The two had to stay there honestly, waiting for the further changes.

"Ah, ah, Ksitigarbha, I'm going to die with you today, die, what's going on? Am I dead? Who is it? Who awakened the ancestor with blood, hahaha, the legend is true, the sea of ​​blood does not wither, the River Styx does not die, Ksitigarbha, you bald donkey, didn't expect that the River Styx will have a day to be resurrected. Hahaha, the sea of ​​blood does not die, the ancestor of the Styx does not die, the ancestor of the Styx is back."

Amid the turbulence of blood, a figure in blood-red clothes appeared from the sea of ​​blood. In the half-disappearing sea of ​​blood, he was laughing wildly. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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