But now a mysterious and yellow aura is poured into the green aura transformed from the Hetu Luoshu. How can this not make Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun stunned? Not to mention him, even Hongjun Luohu, Yangmei and the others are not much better here.

Not to mention that the Xuanhuang Qi also contains a merit. This merit is rewarded by heaven and heaven. Not everyone can do it, and it is impossible for those who make great contributions to the world.

But now there is a merit that has been integrated into the River Map and Luoshu. How can it not be shocking or surprising?

Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun were stunned for a long time before they woke up, and then they looked at the green aura with a eager look on their faces. At this time, the green aura also changed after the Xuanhuang aura and the power of merit.

The three forces continued to roll, and there was a tendency to gradually condense. It was still Donghuang Taiyi's cleverness.

He immediately reacted and said, "What are you waiting for? Why don't you recognize your master again? You and Luoshu are born with each other. Even if you are broken off by the master's breath, it is the easiest for you to recognize your master. You must not lose your opportunity and never come again."

Di Jun also reacted at this time, nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, OK."

After saying that, he took the initiative to convey his own soul power, and the soul power merged into the breath without any obstacles, which made Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi breathe a sigh of relief.

But he was not completely relieved. The River Map and Luoshu were no longer the same as before.

"Master is indeed terrible. It is contaminated with Master's slight aura, and it actually causes the heavenly way to descend the mysterious aura and the power of merit.

If this master wants to become a saint of Hunyuan, he may just say something.

Alas, what am I thinking? How could Master exist? How could he be the Hunyuan Saint under the Heavenly Dao? If that were the Heavenly Dao, he would not be scared to death." Dong Huang Taiyi couldn't help but think in his heart.

Let’s not talk about the matter on Donghuang Taiyi for now, just say that the River Styx on the Sea of ​​Blood is very miserable at this time.

Sun Wukong's palm slapped and evaporated 90% of the blood sea, and the body of the Ancestor of the Styx was directly exploded.

If he hadn't fallen into the sea of ​​blood, he would have been dead. But even so, the River Styx, which was lying on the bottom of the sea of ​​blood, would not be much better. It was covered in scars, severely injured, and severely injured and dying were not enough to describe his condition at this time.

It was like a dead dog lying there. It was not that he didn't want to get up, but he really couldn't get up.

Because Sun Wukong's hand was still pressing on the sea of ​​blood, only 10% of the sea of ​​blood remained, but the vast blood energy was gone because it was all suppressed in the sea of ​​blood.

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced, The Styx is convinced, The Styx is deserved to die, The Styx should not speak rudely, please spare your life!"

At this time, the River Styx was almost breathless by Sun Wukong's boundless momentum, but he still tried his best to beg for mercy. He felt that if he didn't say anything, he would probably not have the chance to speak.

"This time I am just a little punishment. Next time I will commit another crime, I will kill you and make your mind go straight, and let your body and spirit be destroyed. Do you understand?"

Sun Wukong's voice was like the sound of the Heavenly Thunder Saint resounding across the entire sea of ​​blood, but people elsewhere could not hear it at all.

"Yes, yes, Styx understands, Styx understands." Although Styx was lying at the bottom of the sea at this time, he nodded with difficulty and said.

If he didn't nod, he was afraid that Sun Wukong would think he was not sincere enough, and that would be miserable.

A huh sound came from the endless void, and then the big hand disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

The big hand disappeared, and the entire sea of ​​blood suddenly boiled again. The surging blood energy once again covered the sky, and the sea of ​​blood continued to roll, and then became huge.

It is growing anytime and anywhere, and perhaps it will take not many years for the Blood Sea to return to its previous state again.

The ancestor of the Styx, who was lying under the sea of ​​blood, was in a very sad mood at this time, the kind that wanted to cry without tears.

Suddenly he saw Luohu coming to him with the golden lotus of the world. Although the ancestor of the Styx was crying without tears, he did not want to act too unbearable in front of his opponent.

He snorted coldly and said, "Luhu, you dare to come to the bottom of the sea of ​​blood. Are you really brave. Are you not afraid that I will be unfavorable to you?"

Luohu sneered and said, "You have felt the power and terror of my master. Are you surprised? Never despair?"

Xue Hai couldn't help but think of the big hand that made him extremely desperate, but he immediately said, "Senior, naturally, is not something we can bear to you. You, Luohu, the innate demon god, the future demon ancestor, actually asked for the senior to take action. You are simply laughable and have the ability to fight with the ancestor for hundreds of rounds."

Without Sun Wukong's suppression, the Ancestor of the Styx in the sea of ​​blood was almost recovering at the speed of a rocket. Of course, this is the fundamental reason why Sun Wukong did not hurt him.

Styx stood up and stared at Luohu angry and maliciously, with the intention of getting some interest back from Luohu.

Luohu sneered when he heard this, "Although this is your home court, I am not afraid at all, because I have the seal of my master to protect it, and I will never die. You can treat me as a saint of Hunyuan. Yes, it's enough to be more noble than the saint of Hunyuan."

"What? You are lying and wanting to lie to me that it is impossible. How could you be immortal and saint Hunyuan? How could you be?" Styx said a little unacceptable when he heard this.

"Because I have a master." Styx sneered. "If you can't beat the ancestor, I will ask the senior to take action. What's this a skill?" Styx said with a little sadness and anger.

"It's because I have a master. If you don't agree, you can find a master, you." Luohu looked at Styx and said lightly.

"You, you, get out of the sea of ​​blood. I don't want to see you, don't want to see you. Get out of the way." The Three Corpse Gods jumped out of the air when they heard this, and pointed at Luohu in anger and cursed.

Luohu sneered and said, "Don't worry, when the time comes, I will come to the sea of ​​blood again. I'll ask you to help me when the time comes."

The ancestor of the Styx turned his head and refused to look at Luohu. He was very injured at this time, and he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and could not beat Luohu at that time. Maybe he would attract that terrible existence. Thinking of this, he could only hold it in his hands.

Luohu sneered, unwilling to force the Styx too much at this time. If the Styx really wants to go crazy, he will find it difficult to deal with it.

Luohu's body flashed and disappeared, but after he left the sea of ​​blood, a faint voice came from his ear: "Rahu."

Luohu was shocked when he heard this. He was naturally extremely profound to the master of the voice. He immediately bowed respectfully and said, "Master!"
Chapter completed!