Hong Huang: Patriarch Styx, please bleed into the sea

Chapter 81

The mysterious and mysterious way of destiny is even more difficult to comprehend than the way of cause and effect.

If it weren't for such a strange thing as the source of destiny, Styx would not even know where to start.

As Styx continued to refine the source of destiny, the countless dao rhymes of this source of destiny were absorbed by Styx, and strands of power of destiny continued to radiate.

Surging and galloping on Styx's body, Styx entered into a very deep concentration in a trance.

In the dark of the Styx, one can feel the existence of countless sentient beings, and even the huge destiny of this prehistoric world.

Destiny is like a torrential river, branching out into countless tributaries, and these tributaries are connected to every sentient being.

Even the prehistoric world itself has a destiny.

"As long as it exists, it has its destiny. Existence is destiny!" In this way, I don't know how long it took, and suddenly, Styx seemed to have a clear understanding, and realized some true meaning of the way of destiny.

"boom!"

Styx's body shook, and a strong mysterious aura emanated from his body. This aura is the aura of fate.

"Crash!"

Immediately afterwards, beside Styx, a river really appeared.

This river is a river of destiny, a river of destiny belonging to the river Styx.

The river is rolling, sometimes turbulent, sometimes calm, but it can't be seen clearly, it seems to be shrouded in thick fog.

This requires Styx to have a deeper understanding of the way of destiny before he can see clearly.

But at this time, it was said that the final decisive battle between the two Lich clans was gradually beginning.

Between the heaven and the earth, endless evil spirits swirled, covering the sky and the earth, as if they wanted to pull all sentient beings into a catastrophe.

The rays of light of the sun, moon and stars were all covered by these evil spirits and could not penetrate them.

"Dangdangdang!!!"

I only heard the sound of the Chaos Bell ringing continuously, like a death knell.

The battle was fierce.

Not only Dijun, Taiyi, Kunpeng, and Fuxi, the four great powers of the heavenly court of the demon clan, fought with eleven ancestor witches.

In countless places, battlefields of Liches have been formed, large and small.

Both sides were red-eyed and fought desperately. Countless creatures fell and died every day, every hour, every minute, every second.

On the battlefield between the two clans of liches, life is like a mustard, constantly being harvested.

In the netherworld, the six realms of reincarnation and the underworld are all busy running.

Every moment, countless souls of the dead enter the Netherworld.

The entire underworld is extremely busy at this time.

In the underworld, Feng Du opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the Six Paths of Samsara, and saw a woman standing beside the Six Paths of Samsara.

The woman was wearing a yellow palace dress, and was looking at countless dead souls. After being programmed by the underworld, they were successively thrown into the six reincarnations and reincarnated.

Feng couldn't help but sighed.

The woman in palace attire is exactly Houtu, or Empress Pingxin.

It was difficult for Feng to comprehend the mood of Empress Pingxin at this time, and the souls of the dead kept passing by before her eyes.

Most of them belong to the monster clan, but as for the witch clan, none of them belong.

After the death of the witch clan, the true spirit dissipated and returned to heaven and earth, and could not be reincarnated at all.

Suddenly, Empress Pingxin turned her head, as if she felt Fengdu's gaze.

Empress Ping Xin nodded to Feng Du.

Then, I saw Empress Pingxin's figure shake, but turned into six hunched figures.

Appearing on the six Naihe bridges leading to the six paths of reincarnation, these six "Pingxin Empresses", or in other words, should be called Meng Po at this time.

These six Meng Pos took the water from the River of Forgetfulness, boiled it into soup, put it in bowls, and distributed it to the dead souls passing through the Naihe Bridge.

All the dead souls, after drinking Meng Po soup, were all washed away from their past memories.

Turned into a pure soul, entered the six realms of reincarnation, and was reincarnated.

Seeing this, Feng Du sighed again, looked away, and began to practice silently.

Now that the catastrophe of heaven and earth broke out and countless souls fell, it was a good time for Styx to practice.

And at the same time, it is also a good time for him to practice.

Feng Du closed his eyes and practiced, only to see clusters of Jiesha Qi, attracted by him.

Covered his figure.

Feng Du was absorbing the aura of calamity, and the aura gradually grew stronger and more ferocious!

As a primordial ferocious insect, his talent is that he can devour everything, including the evil spirit.

It is also of great benefit to him.

The amount of calamity that everyone fears is actually his best delicacy.

The war continues.

The eleven ancestral witches fought fiercely with Di Jun, Tai Yi, Fu Xi, and Kun Peng.

Can't fight for a long time.

In addition, whether it is the major demon gods of the demon clan, Ji Meng, Bai Ze, Ying Zhao, etc.

It is also the top great witches of the witch clan, Houyi, Xingtian, Jiufeng, Xiangliu and so on.

They are also fighting each other.

It belongs to the situation of king against king, general against general, and soldier against soldier.

There were horrific casualties on both sides.

But now is the time for the two races to decide the outcome. Although the battle is very tragic, they must continue.

In this way, after a long time, finally, with a buzzing sound, the world seemed to shake.

The eleven ancestral witches who were fighting with Dijun, Taiyi, Fuxi, and Kunpeng said badly in their hearts.

Knowing that this is a sign of the opening of the Yaozu's Zhoutian Star Dou formation.

On the other hand, Dijun, Taiyi, Fuxi and Kunpeng were shocked.

As the ultimate trump card of the Yaozu, the Zhoutian Star Dou formation, which is the clan's formation, is not an easy task.

It will take a while just to prepare and gradually pull it into operation.

But this time, because the ancestral witch of the Wu Clan was missing one, they couldn't set up the Dutian Shensha formation.

Therefore, although the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation is slow to start, it is the real killer feature.

The Witch Clan no longer has Pangu's real body to break the formation.

"Stop them!" Space Ancestor Wu Di Jiang shouted, and rushed towards Di Jun.

The rest of the ancestral witches also roared loudly and rushed towards the four of them, attacking more and more fiercely.

This is to entangle the four people, and it is a desperate fight, trying to kill the four people.

Otherwise, let the four get away, enter the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation, and preside over the formation to deal with them.

They have absolutely no chance of winning.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!" Tai Yi rang the Chaos Clock fiercely, and the heavy bells and waves continued to sweep and spread.

The Gonggong, Zhurong, Shebishi and Xuanming four ancestor witches who besieged him were all bloodied.

It looks miserable!
However, the four great ancestor witches never backed down, relying on their powerful physical bodies, they kept bombarding Tai Yi.

Tai Yi is indeed powerful, but his two fists are no match for eight hands, and he was entangled tightly for a while.

Dijun, Kunpeng, and Fuxi, like him, were all entangled.

At this time, even the Zhou Tian Xing Dou array in the sky has been prepared.

But it can't attack at all.

First, the four of them were entangled by eleven ancestral witches, attacking at this time could easily cause accidental injury.

But secondly, it was because Di Jun hadn't sacrificed Hetu and Luoshu to join the big formation, as the eyes of the formation, to suppress the big formation.

The power of Zhou Tian's star formation has not yet reached its limit.

In this way, the current situation has been created!

(End of this chapter)