Honghuang: I am the Fusang Sacred Tree, and I am the leader of Jiejiao

Chapter 214 Fusang meets the Blood Sea Styx!
Of course, Fusang didn't know what was going on in Sishui Pass. Fusang didn't care about what Manjusri Samantabhadra and Taoist Cihang were doing!

After leaving Wuzhuang Temple, Fusang went to the Netherworld again and didn't know what he talked about with Houtu. After leaving the Netherworld, there were already two more people by his side!

One is Xing Tian, ​​and the other is the descendant of Hou Yi, the Elf King!
After coming out of the Netherworld Underworld, Fusang took them to the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood...

In a few days!

"The Netherworld Blood Sea is here!"

Standing above the clouds, Fusang looks far away.

But hundreds of feet away, there was a bloody ocean that could not be seen at a glance, and the ocean was filled with the smell of blood.In the waves that rolled up from time to time, there were still countless innocent souls wailing miserably.

The dark wind blows, the cold wind is miserable, and the Netherworld Blood Sea is where the filthy blood of the world condensed at the beginning of the world. It gave birth to the evil god Ancestor Styx, making this place one of the most dangerous places in the prehistoric world. one of.

Even though Xing Tian and the others looked at the boundless sea of ​​​​netherworld and blood from a distance, they felt a sense of fear and fear in their hearts for no reason.

But what followed was immense excitement and excitement.

This feeling of excitement comes from the blood and spreads into the depths of the soul, never leaving it.

The Nether Blood Sea condenses all the filthy blood in the world, the blood that was shed in any war in the ancient continent.Eventually, some of the most filthy blood will flow into the Netherworld Blood Sea through mysterious channels.

Moreover, the Netherworld Blood Sea is filled with extremely strong blood evil energy all year round, making it difficult for ordinary people to survive in the Netherworld Blood Sea.

However, such a ferocious place is not only of great benefit to the Shura clan.

There is another race that is more suitable for this place, and that is the Witch Race!

As early as when the Twelve Ancestral Witches gathered together and the Witch Clan was at its peak, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had intended to seize the Netherworld Blood Sea for the use of the Witch Clan.

It's a pity that the Netherworld Blood Sea is boundless, and the Styx Ancestor claims that "the blood sea never dries up, and the Styx River never dies." His personal strength is particularly strong in the Netherworld Blood Sea, and he is not easy to kill.

What's more important is that there are equally powerful demon tribes watching him. It is undoubtedly unwise to fight against the Netherworld Blood Sea and the demon tribe at the same time.

Helplessly, the plan for the Netherworld Blood Sea was delayed again and again. Until the twelve ancestral witches fell one after another and the witch clan completely declined, they were unable to launch an attack on the Netherworld Blood Sea.

Of course, it is not that there is no progress at all. When the post-earth body was reincarnated, the location was chosen to be on the edge of the Netherworld Blood Sea, adjacent to it.

The implicit meaning is that with such a chance, when the Witch Clan gains power, they can compete for the ownership of the Netherworld Blood Sea. After all, any battle must have a high-sounding reason. As for whether this reason is just and moral, Whether it is tenable or not depends entirely on the party that wins in the end.

It is a pity that the rapid decline of the Wu Clan has left no room for this excuse that was buried early. Today, it has been used by the Ancestor Styx as an excuse to invade and fight for the ownership of the Nine Nether Hell.

This result really made Hou Tu extremely depressed, and he could only secretly lament that he was unlucky and unlucky.

Those who kill will always be killed, and those who count others will always be reckoned with.

The truth is, probably.

In any case, today with the decline of the Wu clan, the ancestor of Styx, who has been planning for a long time, finally spreads his fangs against the Nine Nether Hell, exposing his inner arrogant ambition.

Xingtian and the Elf King didn't know the purpose of Fusang bringing them here, so they went straight to the Netherworld Blood Sea and took the initiative to attack. The purpose was also to contain the Styx Ancestor to a greater extent and frighten him...

In Xing Tian's words: "No one has ever dared to insult the Wu clan. Anyone who dares to do so must pay a heavy price!"

Once the vicious Wu clan starts fighting, they don't care about anything. They regard death completely and are fearless. The battle will not stop unless the enemy falls.

Go forward bravely, fearlessly, and fight in heaven and on earth.

Youdao is afraid of being stunned, and being stunned is afraid of losing one's life. This is the truly terrifying thing about the Wu Clan.

Their thoughts were different for a while, and the two finally arrived in front of the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood. Suddenly, they saw waves of blood rolling in front of them. Countless blood-colored Shura appeared in the turbulent waves. The men were all extremely ugly, and the women were all charming. .

Of course, there are also some alternative ones.

Looking at it carefully, he saw that the person leading the other party was a male Shura who was in the realm of Da Luo Jinxian. This man was wearing a blood-colored imperial robe, with hair as red as blood, and his whole body revealed an elegant color. It seemed incompatible with the surrounding blood evil aura.

This person is none other than the King of Shura—Zizai Tianboxun!

What particularly attracted Xingtian's attention was that Zizai Tianboxun's appearance was actually rare and handsome, unlike other male Shura who were as ugly and disgusting.

It turns out that the Shura clan had many innate flaws when it was created by the ancestor of Styx, which made everything in the Shura clan imperfect.

But with the improvement of strength, male Shura can still gradually improve himself, making his appearance more and more handsome.

In this way, for a male Shura, just by looking at the ugliness and beauty of his appearance, you can roughly identify his strength.

The uglier the weaker, the more beautiful the stronger!
Next to Zi Zai Tian Bo Xun, stood a graceful and luxurious beauty. This woman was slender and had a delicate body. She was wearing a tight-fitting blood-colored robe, which clearly showed off her bumpy figure.

Moreover, she is not as licentious and coquettish as other female Shuras. This girl exudes nobility and elegance. She is like the empress of the world, and cannot be blasphemed.

This woman is Wu Mo, the wife of Zi Zai Tian Bo Xun, and her strength is also in the realm of Da Luo Jinxian.

Next to Zizai Tianboxun and his wife, there are several other Da Luo Jinxian, all of whom are famous figures in the Shura clan, such as Emperor Shakti, Brahma, Lust, and Shiva.
Roughly speaking, the Shura clan actually has more than a dozen Daluo Golden Immortals. The Xingtian Elf King couldn't help but secretly exclaimed: "The ancestor of Styx has been hiding for countless years, and the strength he has cultivated cannot be underestimated."

"Xingtian, a member of the Witch Clan..."

"Crap!"

Before Xing Tian could speak, the Elf King said two words lightly, and then lazily brushed his messy hair that could never be straightened out.

With a smile, Xing Tian showed two rows of white teeth: "Do we still need so many people to deal with you?"

As he spoke, the extremely powerful and tragic evil energy overflowed from his body and rushed towards the Shura people: "Let me see how brave you trash are, how dare you provoke the Witch Clan!" "Fight!!!"

With a loud roar that reached into the clouds, Xing Tian swung the Qianqi Divine Ax in his hand, and a powerful sword roared out, and then Xing Tian roared into the Shura group, extremely fierce.

bang bang bang-

Every time the shield in his hand was struck, many Shura who were avoiding him were beaten into a pulp, and the Qian Qi Divine Ax was like a strong wind, slashing horizontally and vertically, destroying the despair of the Shuramen like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

"mean!"

Bo Xun didn't expect that Xingtian would take action immediately, without even a basic verbal contest before the battle.

Let’s not mention that the Wu clan’s personality is straightforward and does not like nonsense. Even though Xing Tian Houyi and Xing Tian Houyi look like rough men, they are actually as exquisite in heart and as wise as foolish.

The so-called verbal battle before the war is actually to take this opportunity to defeat the opponent verbally and boost the morale of other people on your side.

But there are only three people on our side, so there is no way to boost morale, unlike the opponent's countless Shura.

After a little hesitation, Xing Tian took action straightforwardly, not bothering to talk to Bo Xun too much.

The battle between the two sides broke out instantly. When countless people besieged Xingtian, countless people also attacked the Elf King.

On the sea of ​​blood in the netherworld, countless Dao patterns shone with all kinds of light, and then the Dao techniques that fell like rain burst into bloom, the splendor was brilliant, and it was very beautiful.

The loud sound echoed endlessly over the Netherworld Blood Sea, and the rich smell of blood floated in all directions along with the cold and biting wind.

Not to mention Xing Tian who was buried among the Shura, even the Elf King was surrounded by countless Shura, and attacks like rain were coming continuously!
I saw Xingtian's expression was very calm, moving left and right, and the giant ax in his hand was waving very 'gently'.

The ax swung lightly and then immediately retracted it, neither light nor heavy, neither fast nor slow, everything was so balanced and just right.

Moreover, Xingtian's flickering was also very mysterious, and the range of his dodge was just about the same as the attack range of his axe. This allowed Houyi to defend with his ax smoothly and freely to resist all attacks that came within the range.

Looking from a distance, Xingtian was seen flashing around him, wielding a giant ax with ease, and easily resolving attacks that seemed to be dense like rain.

In the void, Fusang looked at this scene and was slightly speechless. He seemed to have forgotten that everyone in the Wu clan was a fighting maniac!

But seeing how terrifying Xingtian's strength was, Fusang also smiled slightly. Fusang felt that it was nothing for the Shura people he killed. After all, Patriarch Styx only needed to make a slight move, and as many of these Shura people were needed. how many……

Just like that, Fusang also wanted to see when the Styx River would come out!

Finally, just when Xing Tian was about to burst out with his strongest strength, a terrifying aura instantly rose into the sky from under the sea of ​​​​blood!

In an instant, the entire Nether Sea of ​​Blood trembled. Fusang, who was watching this scene, also knew that the Styx River was coming out!

“I didn’t expect people from the Witch Clan to act so boldly!

If it weren't for Empress Houtu's sake, Xingtian, you would be a dead person! "

Styx's voice was filled with a hint of coldness, which made Xing Tian, ​​who was still fighting, feel his body go cold instantly!
He immediately retracted the battle ax in his hand and returned to Fusang in despair. The Elf King also followed suit!
For Xingtian, he came to the Nether Sea of ​​Blood just to have fun. He is no match for the Shura clan, but with Taoist Fusang here, Xingtian is not afraid of the Styx!
The moment he saw Fuso, Styx's anger immediately disappeared...

In an instant, Minghe turned from anger to joy, looking at Fusang's figure, his face was full of excitement!
"Hahaha, in the past few days, for some reason, flowers have grown on the ground in my Netherworld Blood Sea. I am still a little confused as to what the reason is!
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Fellow Taoist Fusang, you are here! "

The people of the Shura clan who were still on guard at first were instantly surprised when they heard their ancestor say such words!
The people of the Shura clan have not left the Netherworld Blood Sea, so naturally they cannot hear the name of Fusang!
But in the eyes of Styx, all this is not something shameful!
For a moment, Minghe ignored Xingtian and the others beside Fusang, and came straight to Fusang!

"Fellow Taoist Fusang, I've been missing for several Yuanhui meetings. I didn't expect that Taoist Fusang has reached this level!
Although Styx is not as powerful as fellow Taoist, today, fellow daoist has arrived in the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood, and Styx still has to fulfill his duty as a landlord!

Fellow Taoist Fuso, please! "

As Styx made a gesture of invitation, Fusang smiled!

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Minghe, there is no need to be polite. Today Fusang comes to you in the Netherworld Blood Sea. It is not only Fusang's own intention, but also fellow Daoist Houtu who entrusts Pindao!"

After listening to Fusang's words, Minghe glanced at Xingtian and the Elf King next to Fusang. At first, he was a little confused. After all, Fusang was the deputy leader of Jiejiao. How could he bring people from the Wu clan to his Netherworld Blood Sea? Now that he knew it was Hou Tu's arrangement, Styx nodded and did not refuse!

If before the Lich's Tribulation, there was still a slight disagreement between Styx and the 12 Ancestral Witches, when the Lich's Tribulation was over, Styx was relieved!

Although this prehistoric world is vast and boundless, as innate monks, they can only be trapped in Quasi-Saint Perfection!

Styx has long ago not cared about who the Netherworld Blood Sea belongs to, because the Netherworld Blood Sea no longer has much benefit to Styx...

Now in Styx's eyes, only the word sanctification can move him!

As he spoke, Fusang followed Styx to the depths of the Netherworld Blood Sea...

In the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood, this place is not as bloody as the outside!
But it’s like a paradise!
As if feeling the surprise in Fusang's eyes, Styx also introduced it with pride!

"Hahaha, Fellow Taoist Fusang, I used to not care about these things in the Netherworld and Blood Sea, but since two Yuanhui days ago, I went to the Wuzhuang Temple of Fellow Taoist Zhen Yuanzi, but I was ridiculed by Fellow Taoist Zhen Yuan. Ichiban!
This guy actually said that I, Styx, don’t know how to appreciate, and I only know how to fight and kill all day long!

What is unbearable is that after returning to the Netherworld Blood Sea, Pindaobian spent a lot of mana and used many rare materials, and just like the Great God Pangu, he opened up a small world in this Netherworld Blood Sea!

After these two Yuanhui, hundreds of thousands of years of evolution, it is already full of vitality! "

Speaking of this, Styx had a hint of pride and pride in his eyes!

Seeing this, Fuso also smiled and nodded!
"Friend Daoist Styx, everyone in this ancient world knows that your Netherworld Blood Sea is a place of death and silence!
But what I saw today, Pindao felt that your sea of ​​​​netherworld and blood was almost catching up with my Penglai Immortal Island! "

When Ming He heard this, he was really a little embarrassed. After all, he knew very well that no matter how he transformed his Nether Sea of ​​Blood, it would never be able to compare with the Penglai Immortal Island!

Fuso said this just to tease him...

(End of this chapter)