The originally quiet and peaceful underworld is rushing with blood, and the underworld, which should have flowed quietly to extradite the ghosts of the world, became blood-red and filthy.

The entire Netherworld became dark and dark, with mist scattered, and phosphorescent spots. Only Duomanzhushahua still emitted a faint red light, purifying the polluted underworld.

An infinite number of witch whispers sounded, and a crystal brilliance lit up in the void in the distance, without a single color. The fairy in green sat cross-legged in the treasure banner.

The twelve-story light king treasure banner appeared through the sky, and suddenly the light shone with billions of light shining on the entire underworld.

All the blood flowing wildly reflected a layer of crystal light. At first glance, it seemed to be a whole piece of red jade agate, which was very different from the original sticky and fishy smell. It was rapidly fading, as if it turned into a fountain again.

Naihe Bridge, Huangquan Road, endless amounts of lonely ghosts wandering. They should have been reincarnated by ghost messengers, ghost soldiers, cow heads and horse faces, black and white impermanence, but the semi-paralyzed underworld has no energy to deal with them...

However, as the treasure trove of the infinite light rays shines, the ghosts gradually become thinner and their expressions are very peaceful. Finally, they throw themselves into the treasure rays, folded their hands together, fell into the air, and worshiped around the King of Light.

The entire underworld seemed to have been cleaned up. In the Hall of the King of Hell, King of Hell quickly took out the divine talisman, recited the mantra, and shocked his hand. The divine talisman came out of his hand and floated on a cluster of Manzhushahua.

With a light sound, a clear air was covered with a thousand-scattered land.

He quickly took out the six flag gates that were seven inches tall, as thin as cicadas and as red as fire as red as if they were about to set up a formation to compete for more results when he heard strange laughs.

The purified fountain turned red again, and the cleaned filth actually floated again.

"hateful!"

"If you are brave enough, you might as well come out for a fight!"

King Yama was originally the ancestor witch of Emperor Jiang. Even though his sister had drained a lot of essence and blood for Ye Su to use in chaos, his many years of background in Emperor Yama quickly restored his strength.

Seeing the Styx subjugation, the world seemed to be under the control of its own forces. The prehistoric world that the witch clan once failed to conquer was actually realized in such a roundabout way, which made him feel very moved for several years.

But with the change of redness of the underworld, the entire peaceful underworld changed in vain.

The first thing he was to surrender to the underworld was the River Styx. After all, in the cognition of all creatures, he was the only one who could still touch the origin of the sea of ​​blood.

But after the River Styx was pushed into the eighteen levels of hell, the Yellow Spring was already like this, and even became more and more serious. Finally, one day, the Blood God Son appeared in the world again after countless years!

The cruel and ruthless blood god son attacked a team of witch tribe soldiers with his hands, absorbed all the essence and blood of the witch tribe, and jumped into the underworld with his soul and disappeared.

From that day on, the entire underworld became full of dangers.

Houtu, the Lord of the Underworld, should have been stimulated by this and immediately became a saint of Tao Fruit, but the underworld roots are basically based on the power of the origin of the sea of ​​blood. Now they are driven, they are actually considered to be the successor of the cycle of reincarnation. This is the disaster that they should endure after establishing the underworld!

Although he was unable to suppress the sage with the power of a saint, Houtu immediately discovered the person who was making trouble, the mosquito Taoist who disappeared from the sight of living beings!

The Mosquito Taoist was also born from the sea of ​​blood. He was originally one of the clones who had been lurking in the Styx for many years, but later, following the cause and effect, he actually absorbed the third-grade merit golden lotus, and achieved Daluo in one fell swoop.

Although he secretly caused trouble for Wuliangshan, he was just a small fight, which made the original body completely lose its will to resist.

After that, the Mosquito Taoist disappeared into the world. He thought he was hiding in a corner and was breathing hard, but he never thought that he had such magical powers that stirred up the origin of the blood sea that had been suppressed for many years!

The roar of Emperor Jiang’s ancestor witch attracted a burst of strange laughter from the Blood God Son.

Stepping on the blood-red yellow spring water, a blood god Taoist who was exactly the same as the Styx came in holding two spiritual swords!

Di Jiang was furious and threw down the Hall of Yama that had just taken out and stepped out and rushed towards the Blood God Son who came to provoke him.

The Blood God Son was here to disturb the ancestor witch to purify the underworld. At this time, the two evil swords in his hand were directly sacrificed, and when he stepped on the blood wave, he saw bloody flames ignited all over his body, but in an instant, there was a sea of ​​fire floating above the yellow spring.

Di Jiang naturally tried his best without leaving any remaining strength. The spiritual light shone under the imperial suit, which was worshipped by thousands of ghosts, was shaped like a yellow cloth pocket, as red as a ball of red fire, but there were six feet and four wings appearing, and behind him was heavy water rushing towards him.

As the totem on the ancestor witch appeared, the one-yuan heavy water was like a thousand rivers returning to the sea, gathered together and formed a crystal-clear training belt, as heavy as mountains and as thick as the earth, a piece of glass, and blood and fire reflected by eating, as if a piece of burnt jade juice, slowly flowing and winding, sticky and thick, and like a green silk, entangled in Yuantu and Abi swords.

These two swords were born innately and were formed by gathering chaotic and evil spirits, and are definitely not inferior to the four swords of Zhu Xian.

They were originally weapons of evil, but they were transformed into two merit weapons: Life and Death Book and Judge Pen. The fierce nature was no longer satisfied. Especially with the submission of the Styx, it seemed that they could only leave the path of dissolving their anger.

But the return of the Mosquito Taoist stimulated their ferociousness!

Therefore, after the River Styx was imprisoned in the eighteenth level of hell, these two merit instruments that seemed to have been obedient for thousands of years spontaneously threw themselves into the red yellow spring, and spontaneously threw themselves into the mosquito Taoist!

During the battle, the Blood God was suppressed by Di Jiang for a while, and suddenly roared to the sky. Yuan Tu in his hand, Abi's two swords shone brightly, one pale and the other green light was like a divine dragon turning into a dragon, dancing in the air. Blood God's body rose blood clouds, shining and reflecting, and palm-sized scales emerged.

Not only Huangquan, but the void behind him broke through countless holes, and infinite amounts of blood arrows were shot into the formation and gathered on the blood god.

Seeing two sword lights, one green and one white, circling in lightning, Dijiang summoned a Yuan of heavy water, although it was gathered and dispersed, and no magic weapon could be damaged, but the two green and white lights were squeezed, turning into water droplets and could not be gathered.

After all, my family is not the ancestor of water.

Di Jiang sighed secretly, but he was not panicked when facing this rampant blood god.

After taking off the emperor's ward, he saw thousands of hands put together and placed behind him, as if a thousand leaves and thousands of colored lotus were instantly released, and thousands of rays of light swept out, and the sound of Taoism, Sanskrit, and countless mysterious sounds of nature sounded one after another.

It looks like Buddha's light, and also like pure light.

The origin of the blood god's movement, and all the evil demons were released. Countless demons with form, formless demons, mirror images of the ancient great witch souls, and evil ghosts of Yasha were all moved together, rising and falling in the blood and fire, opening their mouths of blood and devouring to Tathagata.

The light emitted by Dijiang suddenly expanded and shone brightly. I saw thousands of rays of light like kaleidoscopes, gorgeous and dazzling, pure and vast, like a dragon coming out of a stream, stretching and sucking, causing the evil ghosts and demons to scream and burned into black smoke.

Blood and fire are extinguished, and magical powers are destroyed.

The Blood God Son gasped for a long time, and the attacking Yuantu Abi also took back the two swords of the attacking Yuantu, one was green, one pale, and one blue fire was thorned into several dragon shapes, intertwined with thousands of spiritual lights.

But all this struggles were made. As the shadows of the twelve demon gods appeared on Di Jiang, those shadows gathered together as soon as they appeared. An illusory giant hand reached down and rushed directly towards the Blood God Son.

The blood light was misty, forming a building of ten acres in size. The Blood God Son made the two swords of the Imperial Swords not protecting themselves, allowing them to pierce into the blood-red fountain at a high speed. At the same time, he pinched the magic trick with one hand and pointed the front of the other hand, sending out a clear spark, trying to persist in this blow for a longer time.

But when the giant hand reached down, Blood God immediately opened his eyes wide and seemed to be very angry. He also scolded himself, but they were all separated by the mysterious light and could not hear clearly what he was saying, as if he was acting in a silent drama.

In just a moment, it was directly pinched by the giant hand and exploded into filthy blood.

After all, he is just a clone. As long as Abi Yuantu can escape, it is nothing to the mosquito Taoist who can control the origin of the blood sea now.

At this time, deep in the underworld, a mosquito hanging above his head, Taoist comforted Abi Yuantu who had escaped.

Two fierce swords hung in front of him, and he stroked and said, "When the teacher gets the Buddhist roots, the first step is to help me seize this underworld!"

"At that time, these witch tribes will release all their essence and blood to replenish the origin of the sea of ​​blood!"

After he said this, the black lotus on the top could not help but be much deeper.

The origin of the blood sea activated by this spiritual treasure overflowed from all over the underworld regardless of losses, and once again polluted the underworld.

Such forced catalysis will naturally cause a great loss of the origin. If it had not been accumulated over countless years, it would have been purified by Houtu.

However, it was already extremely difficult to hold Houtu for more than ten years, but she must not be able to free up her energy to travel to Wuliang Mountain. Otherwise, Wuliang Mountain, which was united again, could suppress Buddhism and rebellion as soon as possible, and Wuyan would not be able to obtain the saint he had dreamed of!

It can be said that the Mosquito Taoist is a crucial move. Perhaps he could lurk in the Western religion for so long, and he might not have no lawless help!

Now this move has dragged Houtu’s attention tightly, making her unable to turn into the King of Light to maintain the basic reincarnation function of the underworld.

"You're doing a good job!"

When the Mosquito Taoist was wholeheartedly catalyzing the source of the sea of ​​blood that was not much left, a young man in black appeared beside him, and two Taoist men who looked a little embarrassed came with the young man in black.

It is Wutian, and the Gui Yin and Zhunti who have just escaped from trouble!

When Mosquito Taoist saw it, the ecstasy in his heart was beyond words.

This means that it is finally time to deal with the underworld, and after the matter is completed, he will replace the Styx and become the new Lord of the Blood Sea. At that time, even the Hunyuan Dao Fruit, who is Houtu, may not be able to escape from his palm.

This disaster was decided since the underworld was built with the origin of the sea of ​​blood!

Dong!

Deep in the chaos, in the Ten Thousand Dao Palace, there seemed to be an immortal bell being ringed, swaying and echoing throughout the ages, resounding throughout the heavens and all worlds.

It was the Chaos Bell ringing in the cloud light on Ye Su's top, and the sound was deafening, sounding in the soul, swaying in the soul.

His body was trembling. Kaitian felt the feeling of shattering his body shattering for the first time after so long. He was about to turn into ashes. At this moment, his heart was blank. Was he about to fall here?

Buzz!

The Chaos Bell shook, and the Chaos Qi and the Fairy Fog rose together, and the feeling of shocking heart faded away, as if it was illusion.

Ye Su, who was still sitting cross-legged on the Fenbaoyan in a blue shirt, opened his eyes again. He did not look at the prototype of the world that was about to be completed in his hand, but stared at a certain direction.

If you cross countless spaces in that direction, you will be the vast world!

The sudden warning of the Chaos Bell caused Ye Su to be surprised.

Since the accident happened to Nuwa's mount, although the five saints still advanced the Great Way of Kaitian in the depths of this chaos, they had already begun to calculate in their minds what kind of storm Hongjun Daozu would cause in the world!

The obvious feeling now is undoubtedly a reminder to Ye Su that he is the one who bears the brunt of the brunt!

"Is it Wuliang Mountain?"

"Or Houtu?"

There are actually only a few things that can involve his mind like this.

Wuliang Mountain is his sustenance, and Houtu is his pillar.

Ye Su suddenly gave up holding the prototype of the world with both hands, and took off the Chaos Bell that was above the clouds with his backhand.

There was a rumbling sound, and the Taoist palace was shaking, and the entangled divine chain seemed to be trembling.

His movements seemed to have angered some taboo!

The chaos that had been calmed for a long time actually lit up again, and all with chaotic lightning!

"snort!"

"It's just the merit of the new world!"

As Ye Su's voice sounded without any emotion, the unfolded void gradually returned to tranquility, and all the lightning gradually disappeared, which was very strange.
To be continued...