When Chen Xinghe saw a sea of ​​blood, he naturally realized that the sea of ​​blood will not wither and the River Styx will not die.

"Strange! The Ancestor of the Styx disappeared, and the sea of ​​blood also disappeared. Is his two swords inserted here to pay tribute?"

Right hand said: "Aren't the ancestor witch all dead? The Immortal Emperor doesn't know if he is still there. Nothing in the world is unchanging!"

"It's right. If you don't change, you will fall behind soon, so if you change, you will be able to move. If you change, you will be strong." Chen Xinghe grabbed the two swords of Abi and pulled up.

When he left the hall and returned to the sky of the island, a ball of light slowly exploded in the air.

Guizang Sword was blown up by the two elders of Netherworld and turned into dust in the sky. However, the heavenly tribulation did not end, but the rumbling rumbling became more and more intense.

"No!" The two old men noticed that there was something strange about Guizang's sword.

The breath of Guizang sword is everywhere.

A figure appeared in the air, dressed as a Taoist, bowed to Chen Xinghe and said, "I am boundless in blessings, master, I am going to achieve enlightenment."

"Hahaha!" Chen Xinghe laughed: "The blessings are endless. Today, fellow Taoists emerged from the cocoon. It's a joyful congratulation, and it's a joyful congratulation!"

The Taoist nodded, and then said to the two elders of Youming: "It is not an exaggeration to call him father after two people have achieved the innate spiritual treasure after the energy is reduced."

"You?" The two little old men retreated, rubbed their eyes and looked at it, and said in amazement: "You have really become our son, how could this happen? How can you get the foundation of Yuantu Abi's Three Thousand Swordsmanship?"

Chen Xinghe was unwilling to expose his right hand in front of these two old men, so he took back the Guizang Sword with one finger, and he also took away the remaining heavenly tribulation.

The two elders of the Netherworld are in a dilemma. Look at me, I look at you, and said in surprise: "We are all so old, but we actually have a son?"

"Bah, that junior is shameless. He stole our family's background and climbed up the pole. How much cause and effect will he bear when his father shouted out?"

"Okay, Lao Hei, you're right. Then this junior will be my son from now on. I think it's pretty good to call you uncle."

"What did you say? Why do you call you dad, I will become an uncle?"

"Hmph, you don't care anyway, you dare to slap my son and say he climbs up the pole! My pole is strong and I am not afraid of any cause and effect. I must be my real father."

Chen Xinghe is one head and two big, Gui Zang Jian is so good, why did he recognize these two old men as his father? But the two old naughty boys even snatched up.

"I'm my real father!"

"You are his uncle. Don't you think he looks more like me?"

Chen Xinghe's head became bigger and he quickly waved his hand: "Two, since we have this kind of relative relationship, I don't think we need to slice it anymore, right?"

"Tsk, be sure to cut, we are more interested in you."

"Is it not right? He is in one with his baby son and cut him into slices of meat. What should I do if my baby son?"

"this?"

"What kind of this one is not cut even if you want to cut it."

"No, I think since he and his baby son are two-in-one, is this kid also considered our son?"

"Something makes sense!"

"Hehe, there is one more son."

Chen Xinghe felt dizzy. Gui Zang Jian got luck from Yuantu Abi Sword, and they were beaten to death by them. He walked into the innate world bathing in the heavenly tribulation. He was involved in the cause and effect and said that he was a father. But what does it have to do with him?

"Wait, his sword has become our precious son. This kid is the master of his son. Our master is the Ancestor of the Styx. Does it mean that this kid is the son of the Ancestor of the Styx?"

Chen Xinghe was convinced, what is the logic?

"Wow, the master has a son."

"Okay, send him into the sea of ​​blood."

It was too late to speak, and it was soon enough. Before Chen Xinghe could react, he suddenly contracted from all directions.

The island has closed the Dharma world, and the ancient palace behind it has also shrunk a lot. Then it fell down with a "thump", and huge blood gushed out.

"Is this?" Chen Xinghe was extremely depressed. He was very careful but still couldn't escape in time.

"Hahaha, the sea of ​​blood will not dry, and the River Styx will not die."

The two little old men looked very happy and said to Chen Xinghe: "Good son, hurry up, it's going to be bumpy."

They did not bluff, they did have bumps and were dying.

Chen Xinghe flew to hug a stone pillar in front of the palace, and felt that he might be thrown out at any time. As for where to throw it, it must be not very beautiful.

I don’t know how long it has been, the palace has fallen into blood.

black!

Although it is a sea of ​​blood, it is extremely dark.

"The sea of ​​blood is boundless, turning back is the shore!" The two elders of Netherworld were making fun of each other again: "There is no chance to turn back, take root in the sea of ​​blood, and rebirth in the Styx!"

"Master, we have brought your son. Wake up, this son is good."

Chen Xinghe felt chills and thought to himself: "Is that the ancestor of the Styx still alive? It's true or false. Judging from the meaning of his right hand, this ancestor of the Styx is probably in the same era as the ancestor witch. What an ancient person he was? I'm afraid he had become an immortal long ago. Could it be a banished immortal?"

He was guessing here that the two elders of the Netherworld had loud thunder and little rain.

No reaction.

Black or black, the sea of ​​blood is still the sea of ​​blood, and it is dead silent.

"Oh!" the two elders sighed: "The master doesn't even look at him if he has a son. Forget it, we'll just see it."

As he said that, the sea of ​​blood storms surging huge waves.

Chen Xinghe found that he could not move anymore, and a wave overturned him and fell into the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

The two swords of Yuantu Abi in his hand left instantly and flew closer to the two elders.

"Puu..." When Chen Xinghe came back to his senses, he fell into an ancient land of smoke and clouds.

The surroundings are filled with fog and shadows, and everything has a hazy feeling of time.

A black pearl floated in front of me, as big as a fist, and sometimes a shiny light appeared inside, passing by in one stroke.

Chen Xinghe couldn't help but walk towards the black pearl. After taking ten steps, he found that the pearl had quietly grown bigger, from the size of a fist to the size of a human head.

Then, the more you go, the bigger the pearls are.

When he moved at a rapid speed, the black pearls looked like the black sun hanging in the sky, but instead seemed farther and farther away. It was so strange.

I don’t know when blood-colored corals appeared around me, many, densely packed, and mountains. I don’t know how long it has been growing here.

Chen Xinghe looked up and asked his right hand: "What is this?"

"The lotus seeds formed by the twelve-grade blood lotus."

"Lotus seeds? So big? So round?" Chen Xinghe was a little surprised.

"It's not big. After entering Mahayana, big or small has no meaning. The size only depends on the changes in time and space. You can understand it in advance."

"I have already realized that those two old men sent me in? Do you want me to eat lotus seeds? Or will you take them out for cultivation after collecting them?"

"Everything is possible! After eating it, you can greatly improve your body refining cultivation, but one day in the future, your body may have bleeding lotus."

"Forget it!" Chen Xinghe didn't want a lotus platform to grow somewhere on his body. Wouldn't that look strange?
Chapter completed!