The blood of the heavens

Chapter 790 Poor

On this day, a terrifying aura came out from the nether world.

In the peaceful prehistoric world, a fierce aura suddenly filled the air, and murderous intent rushed to the field!
It directly attracted the eyes of all the great supernatural beings in the prehistoric world to the netherworld, to be precise, to the sea of ​​blood.

In the entire prehistoric world, things that shook the prehistoric world could be done, and it was done at this time, or in the realm. Besides the ancestor of Styx, would there be other creatures?

Certainly not!

At this time, the sea of ​​blood was quite unsettled, the sea of ​​blood was constantly boiling, and Patriarch Styx stood on top of the sea of ​​blood.

Behind him are three thousand tyrannical Yinlings, some with the strength of the Daluo Golden Immortal, some with the strength of the Taiyi Golden Immortal, and more of them with the strength of the Golden Immortal.

As for the strength of Jinxian, there is none.

Accompanied by the boiling of the blood sea, the three thousand strong Yin spirits that had been prepared for a long time were thrown into the blood sea immediately.

And what about Patriarch Styx?
It is to use the way of good fortune that one perceives, and to use the power of the sea of ​​blood to transform these ghosts into Asuras.

As the transformation continued, the endless killing breath emanated directly from the bodies of the Asuras who were being transformed.

Three thousand pure killing breaths swept across the land along the sea of ​​blood.

Seemingly sensing the birth of this terrifying race, the ghosts in the sea of ​​blood started to cry.

As the breath continued to radiate towards the outside world, even the creatures in the prehistoric world, no matter how high or low their cultivation was, could feel the chill on their bodies.

An inexplicable grief immediately surfaced in my heart.

The chaotic Nuwa, the Sanqing from Kunlun Mountain, and Zhunti, the guide of the Western religion, felt the breath of this creature's birth, and they also walked out of their own ashram and came towards the world and the netherworld.

To be precise, it was heading towards the sea of ​​blood.

Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi of Yaozu Tianting sensed that this terrifying race was about to be born, and the two also came together, wanting to see what Patriarch Minghe had created.

The twelve ancestral witches of the witch clan felt the pure killing spirit, and they also came towards the nether world.

Just after arriving in Netherworld, I saw the six saints who had already arrived.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches glanced at each other, since they couldn't avoid it, then go up to it!
Even though they think that the Wu Clan is not weaker than any living beings, the inheritance of the Wu Clan is not weaker than that of the ancestor Hongjun.

However, out of respect for the strong, whether it is Sanqing, Jieyin Zhunti, or the sage Nuwa of the Yaozu, they also pay respects one by one!

"Meet the saint!"

"My fellow daoists, please be polite!"

Whether it was Nuwa, Sanqing, or Jieyin Zhunti, they did not neglect the Twelve Ancestral Witches just because they were not saints, on the contrary, they were quite polite.

The witch clan is one of the two great overlords in the prehistoric world. The twelve rulers are all of the strength of the quasi-sages of the two corpses. In addition, there is a large formation of the town clan—the formation of the gods and demons of the twelve capitals. Saints communicate on an equal footing.

The Wu Clan is in charge of the land, and it is still a little closer to the land boundary, so they still arrived before the Yao Clan.

"Meet you saints!"

Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi took a cold look at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and immediately greeted the saints respectfully.

However, they are still a little more relaxed, and there are saints in the Yaozu.

"Ma'am,"

The demon emperor Jun looked at Nu Wa, "I don't know what happened in this world?"

"It actually caused such a big commotion?"

Hearing Di Jun's question, the Twelve Ancestral Witches also looked at the saints.

They also really want to know what happened to Nether to cause such a big commotion.

"Fellow Daoist Styx, create a race!"

Nuwa felt the situation in the nether world, and he said slowly.

This scene is too similar to the scene when she created the human race before, but the momentum is indeed much smaller.

"Styx is going to be sanctified?"

Hearing what Nuwa said, Donghuangtai was terrified!

Not only Donghuang Taiyi, even the demon emperor Jun was horrified.

They are quite clear that Patriarch Styx has a majestic purple energy in his hands.

Empress Nuwa created a race at the beginning and became a supreme saint, and Styx created a race, so can she also become a supreme saint?

Compared to the horror of the monster clan, the Twelve Ancestral Witches showed joy. They had a good relationship with Styx, and if Styx became holy, the benefits would outweigh the disadvantages for the witch clan.

"Hard to say!"

Empress Nuwa shook her head slightly as she watched the expression changes of the rulers of the Lich clan.

Because, at this time, she just didn't sense that Patriarch Styx had any signs of sanctification.

And Sanqing and Jieyin Zhunti also had serious expressions on their faces. They all refined the primordial purple energy to become holy, and they existed, so they were naturally very clear about the atmosphere of sanctification.

However, this time has come for the creation of races, and the patriarch Styx has not yet shown any signs of sanctification.

Therefore, they really can't say whether Styx can be sanctified or not!

"Let's go and have a look first!"

Seeing more and more people with great supernatural powers around him, Shangqing could not help but speak.

Hearing these words, it also attracted the approval of a group of great supernatural beings.

With the six great sages watching in front, even if something goes wrong, they can't be found.

The speed of many great supernatural beings is so fast that they have already reached the edge of the sea of ​​blood in the blink of an eye.

"The Killing Clan?"

Taiqing just glanced at it, and saw that the ancestor Minghe created an extremely pure and murderous clan.

It exists to destroy everything!

Hearing these words, many great supernatural beings all looked towards the three thousand blood cocoons above the sea of ​​blood.

Just looking at it made them feel the scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

This race was born to kill.

Zhunti took a greedy look at the killing clan, and he also had a plan in his heart: the west is really too poor, and he still has to repay the loan!

It can only be to keep dragging good things to the west!

As for creating races?
Zhunti really didn't want to, it would be fine if the created race could accumulate luck for the West, if it created the race created by the ancestor Styx.

Then he will be miserable, and he has to clean up the funeral for this race.

Standing on the sea of ​​blood, Patriarch Styx also felt the arrival of many great supernatural beings, but he didn't care.

The transformation of the Asura clan has reached a critical time. At this time, one must not be distracted.

What's more, Patriarch Styx also didn't believe that there was that existence, and came to interfere with his creation of the Asura Clan.

Nuwa's sanctification owed a share of karma to Patriarch Styx, and so did Taiqing's sanctification!

In addition, with the Twelve Ancestral Witches at his side, it was quite difficult to interfere with him.

"Card, card, card"

Accompanied by the sound of tearing blood cocoons, the voice of Patriarch Styx also resounded throughout the prehistoric world,

"I am Styx, the Lord of the Sea of ​​Blood!"

"Jinli Clan, Asura Clan!"

"Asura is outstanding!"

Three thousand Asuras with murderous auras appeared majestically in the sea of ​​blood, sweeping everything with endless murderous aura.

"Meet the ancestors!"

The strength of the three thousand Asuras is above the Golden Immortal, and there are even three or five who have reached the strength of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

Creating a family is indeed a profitable thing!

With the birth of the Asura clan, a piece of black and yellow fell directly from the sky and landed on the body of Patriarch Minghe.

Looking at the meritorious deeds of this large piece, Yaodi Jun and Donghuang Taiyi are extremely envious, even Zhunti is the same!
If he has so many merits, he can relax a lot.

At this moment, Zhunti had already made up his mind secretly, and he couldn't wait any longer. If he waited any longer, the pressure of heaven would make him unable to straighten up.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the Lich Clan: It's time for them to quit the prehistoric world!

Seeing the descending Xuanhuang merits, Patriarch Minghe didn't intend to absorb them, instead he waved his hand directly, these merits had already been collected.

It is also expected that the creation of an Asura clan for the destruction of the world will bring merit.

Everything in the world is opposite and unified.

Where there is destruction, there is new life!

Where there is good fortune, there is destruction!

This is the way of balance!
"Let's go back first!"

Patriarch Styx took a look at the Asuras, and immediately let them enter the sea of ​​blood.

The Asura clan did not dare to disobey Patriarch Styx's intentions, even though they had an extremely strong desire to kill in their hearts at this time.

However, after being seen by the ancestor Minghe, he immediately went towards the sea of ​​blood.

"Everyone,"

Patriarch Styx looked at the many supernatural beings who were watching the sea of ​​blood, "I don't know what happened?"

"Fellow Daoist is really courageous!"

Taiqing smiled slightly, "It turned out to be the Creator Clan!"

"It's not that there is no other way!"

Patriarch Styx said with a sigh.

Hearing this, the great supernatural beings present, especially the six great sages looked at Patriarch Styx pitifully.

Obtaining the primordial purple qi, but after thousands of years, another race has been created, and none of them have become holy.

Isn't such an existence pitiful?

In particular, Patriarch Styx was a creature that existed since the beginning of the sky, and Patriarch Hongjun overwhelmed the entire prehistoric world, and he was the teacher of all saints, and he was in harmony with the way of heaven.

And what about Patriarch Styx?
It seems that the status is respected, and the ancestor Hongjun always wants to call him "Daoist friend", but in the prehistoric world, if he is not a saint, he will eventually become an ant!
Right now, after obtaining the primordial purple energy, and imitating Nuwa to create humans and creatures, but there is still no sign of sanctification, isn't it pitiful?
And Patriarch Styx also saw the gazes of these great supernatural beings, and was furious for a while.

How dare they look at him with such eyes?

"Blood Sea has something to do today!"

Patriarch Minghe snorted coldly and said, "It is inconvenient to welcome guests, everyone please go back!"

After all, the figure also disappeared above the blood sea, and directly returned to the bottom of the blood sea, leaving behind a group of great supernatural beings looking at each other.

Those who were sanctified were fine, but those who were not sanctified were frightened for a while.

Even if Patriarch Styx was not sanctified, how could they look down upon him?
He couldn't deal with Hongjun, he couldn't even deal with the Six Great Sages, couldn't he be able to deal with great supernatural beings like them?

Right now, the pitiful look in their eyes was remembered by Patriarch Styx.

If you give them a ruthless blow at a critical moment, it will be enough to annihilate their souls and shatter their true spirits!
"Hehe~"

Yuqing sneered as he looked at the great supernatural beings around him.

He is not only resentful towards Styx for leading them coldly, but also feels pity for these great supernatural beings.

Patriarch Styx has been in the prehistoric world for hundreds of millions of years, how can you wait for pity?

Thinking of this, Yuqing felt that staying here was boring, so she turned her head and said to Taiqing Shangqing,

"Big brother, third brother, let's go back!"

"good!"

Taiqing Shangqing nodded, and his figure disappeared into the darkness.

Nuwa also sighed, as if she was lamenting the bad luck of Styx, with the primordial purple energy in her hand, and even created a race without being sanctified.

"Let's go back too!"

After thinking about it, Nuwa said to the many high-level officials of the Yaozu.

"Follow your mother's decree!"

Demon Emperor Jun nodded immediately.

He could see clearly that Patriarch Styx was quite angry just now, if he made a move halfway, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to deal with it.

Right now, walking with Empress Nuwa, at least there is some guarantee of safety.

After all, once Patriarch Styx made a move, it would be impossible for the twelve ancestor witches to watch.

Receiving Zhunti also looked into the Netherworld, and his figure disappeared here.

And what about those great supernatural beings?

At this time, it had long since disappeared without a trace.

They really didn't intend to offend Styx, but now that they have offended, they should leave this place as soon as possible!

With the saints here, Patriarch Styx might take some face into account and would not take action against them, but the saints are gone, and they are still here.

If the ancestors of Minghe were narrow-minded, wouldn't they be in danger of falling?

As streams of light left, the darkness returned to its former silence.

At this time, Patriarch Styx had already returned to the bottom of the sea of ​​blood. Looking at the three thousand asuras in front of him, he pondered for a moment and said, "In the future, unless I order it, you are strictly forbidden to leave the sea of ​​blood!"

"Follow the orders of the ancestors!"

Three thousand Asuras nodded immediately.

Afterwards, Patriarch Styx used the Asura clan with the strength of those Daluo Jinxians as patriarchs, commanders, and sacrifices, and let them take charge of the Asura clan.

The newly appointed patriarch, priest, and leader of the Asura clan led the Asura clan directly out of the palace in the sea of ​​blood to swim in the sea of ​​blood.

In the future, the Sea of ​​Blood will be the most suitable place for the Asuras to survive. Here, their combat power will increase by [-]% out of thin air!

After all, their bodies are condensed by a sea of ​​blood!

No longer paying attention to the affairs of the Asura clan, the eyes of Patriarch Styx traveled through countless spaces and came to the ancestral land of the human race!

At this moment, Patriarch Styx looked at the busy human race in the ancestral land of the human race, and a complex expression flashed in his eyes, as if he had thought of something.

"I didn't expect that in the end, I still couldn't get rid of the entanglement with the human race!"

"Go! Go! Go!"

Patriarch Minghe even said three words "stop", but his eyes were also turned away.

(End of this chapter)