Without gathering all living beings to watch like Nuwa, I opened it alone. Compared with Nuwa, I seemed much more relaxed.

Among the six disciples of Hongjun, I have the highest cultivation level and the only one who cuts out the third corpse.

After 7749 days, a small world emerged, and the book was written by Taiqing Da Chitian, which gave the name to the Heavenly Dao.

Although this small world is separated by heaven and earth membrane, it echoes the thirty-third heavens. Perhaps when the prehistoric world expands again in the future, the Taiqing Da Chi Tian will become one with the thirty-three heavens.

It is also necessary to consolidate the world, so I sat cross-legged in the center of the world, extracted a ancestral vein, and integrated into the world.

The prehistoric world returned to peace again and walked out of the shock of my sainthood.

Sea of ​​blood,

Mosquito Taoist looked at his work and felt passionate.

It seems like I have seen the scene of myself becoming a saint,

There were also three thousand creatures in front of him, but they were not angry.

The ugly face of a man proves to be terrifying, but he is very big, majestic, and a killing spirit.

On the contrary, women look petite and weak, beautiful, but have a look of evil face, exposed clothes, sexy and charming, and are also full of killing spirit.

The Mosquito Taoist believes that this is the perfect race, much stronger than the human race, and it is not as weak and ordinary as the human race.

Seeing that his aura was above the Golden Immortal, the four leaders were the leader of Marxun, Da Brahma, the Heaven of Desire, and Shiva was even in the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

"Kailing!"

The mosquito Taoist shouted loudly.

The collected and refined remnants of souls were injected into the bodies of three thousand living creatures, and a bloody aura suddenly surged into the sky.

The three thousand creatures' eyes were not in Wushen, and the evil spirits leaked out.

"Greetings to the ancestor, thanking the ancestor for giving us life!"

Three thousand creatures worshiped each other.

"Ha ha!"

The Mosquito Taoist laughed and said, "I succeeded and successfully created a race."

"From then on, you are the Asura tribe, in charge of killing and guarding the blood sea!

The four of Mara, Da Brahma, the lustful heaven, Shiva, and Ru are the Asura kings and lead the Asura clan!"

"Abide by the order!"

The Asura clan, which should have been created by the Mosquito Taoist, was created by the Asura clan in the sea of ​​blood, but the general trend of the birth of the Asura clan in the sea of ​​blood has not changed.

The mosquito Taoist flew into the sky, stood above the sea of ​​blood, shouted,

"The way of heaven is above. My mosquito Taoist, the first six-winged blood mosquito in the world, is the lord of the sea of ​​blood. He has touched the sea of ​​blood without creatures, and specially created the Asura clan, and the way of heaven is to learn from it!"

"Boom!"

The roar of heaven, and the great powers of the prehistoric world naturally heard it.

One by one, they were surprised. Who is this mosquito Taoist? Are there any creatures in the sea of ​​blood besides the Ancestor of the Styx?

How can an unknown little person create creatures?

Only the Hunyuan Jinxian can be considered a powerful person. The Mosquito Taoist is not strong enough, and the blood sea is still covered by the Styx River, so naturally no one knows it.

After speculating, everyone realized that there was such a person in the Blood Sea.

The Asura clan was also created by the Heavenly Dao through the hands of the Mosquito Taoist. Otherwise, how could a Daluo Golden Immortal create a race?

One of the six realms of reincarnation is the Asura realm. This is the development direction of the great trend of the heavenly realm, just to catch up with the mosquito Taoist.

After that, an interesting thing happened. All the creatures in the wilderness were busy creating races, but few of them were successful, all of them were tangible and spiritual.

However, a new Taoist technique was created, the puppet technique. The creatures they created were not angry. They accidentally discovered that the control of divine thoughts in the battle had unexpected effects, so the puppet technique was born!

Of course this is a later story. Now the powerful people are concerned about whether the laws of heaven will reduce merits and whether the mosquito Taoist will become saints!

Above the sea of ​​blood, listening to the roar of the Taoist Taoist Taoist, the mosquito Taoist looked forward to the direction of the Taoist Taoist Taoist.

He was immediately overjoyed. The way of heaven did not disappoint him. A mass of more than 300 acres of merit fell, and the mosquito Taoist man bathed in it.

The Mosquito Taoist was a little regretful. These merits were obviously not enough to become saints, but they proved that one thing was that creating a race would bring merits!

The Mosquito Taoist took this opportunity to understand the laws. The law of killing must not work. The River of Styx has already occupied it, and the law of blood is the choice of the Mosquito Taoist.

Under the merits, the Mosquito Taoist's understanding has increased by more than a hundred times. The originally vague laws are now presented in front of him like a naked girl, and they are clearly visible.

With the understanding of the law, the mosquito Taoist became stronger and stronger, and finally broke through the critical point of the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal and became the Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

It has not stopped yet, and the power of merit is still half, and the Mosquito Taoist continues to absorb it.

Finally, he stopped in the middle stage of the Hunyuan Jinxian, and his boundless merits disappeared.

The Mosquito Taoist was still a little impressed and felt the power on his body. This was the result of several other people's cultivation. Merit is really a good thing.

"this,,,,"

The great powers in the prehistoric world are speechless. This merit is so good!

Seeing the Mosquito Taoist's cultivation level improve rapidly, he showed jealousy. The Asura tribe below looked at the Mosquito Taoist and was full of worship.

Looking at the worshipful eyes of the Asura clan below, Taoist Mosquito stopped thinking about getting ready.

Thinking of the scene where I started the religion not long ago, I might be able to reduce my merits!

I did it when I thought about it, sat down cross-legged at a high altitude, adjusted my breath, and obviously I didn't have the attitude of leaving.

The great masters were a little confused. What else did this mosquito Taoist do?

The divine thoughts that were about to dissipate gathered again and looked at the mosquito Taoist.

Of course, the Mosquito Taoist could sense it, but it did not hide himself. He liked this feeling of attention.

As the saying goes, after ten years of hard work, no one asks about it, once you become famous, you will remember the name Mosquito Taoist in the future.

No matter the name of the Sea of ​​Blood, the feat of creating races, and the strength of the Hunyuan Jinxian, it will not make the Mosquito Taoist unknown.

After a moment, the Mosquito Taoist stood up,

"The way of heaven is above, and the Asura clan is born and does not know the way of heaven. I think of it. Now I establish the Asura clan to educate the Asura clan! The way of heaven is understood!"

"So courageous!"

The powerful people from the prehistoric world sighed, saying that they knew what the Mosquito Taoist wanted.

The things that Nuwa and I did were done by Mosquito Taoist alone.

As expected by the Mosquito Taoist, the Heavenly Way once again brewed merits and fell down with a bang.

This time, there are only two hundred acres, but the cultivation level of Mosquito Taoist has been improved again.

The late stage of Hunyuan Jinxian, the peak of the late stage, and it did not stop until the peak of Hunyuan Jinxian.

The merits dissipated, and the figure of the Mosquito Taoist appeared on the sea of ​​blood.

With one punch, the sea of ​​blood surging, the huge waves swelled, countless souls dissipated, the mosquito Taoist looked at his palm,

"Is this the power of the peak of Hunyuan Golden Immortal?"

The mosquito Taoist laughed.

In one day, from the little Daluo Golden Immortal to the top power in the prehistoric world, it is unprecedented and no one to come!

The mosquito Taoist flew back into the sea of ​​blood, and the great powers in the prehistoric world also dissipated.

Although he did not become a sanctified as he imagined, Mosquito Taoist was still very happy.

"Congratulations to the ancestor for his great strength!"

All the Asura tribes worshipped each other.

The Mosquito Taoist laughed and waved everyone away, allowing them to settle down in the sea of ​​blood.

"Witch Clan! The next Lich Battle will be my revenge!"

The mosquito Taoist murmured.

Still, I haven't forgotten the hatred of Xing Tian killing him once.

Although his strength has been broken, he still dares not seek revenge in the witch clan. The twelve ancestor witches are not just a joke, and the mosquito Taoist still has self-knowledge.

The human world is on the right track and practicing the Golden Elixir Avenue. The human race's strength has been significantly improved. The prehistoric world has also become quiet. They are all guessing who will be the next saint.

Fangcun Island,

Yang Mei stood up and murmured,

"It's time! I've been waiting for too long!"

After saying that, a space channel appeared, Yang Mei stepped into it and disappeared.

When it appears again, it will be in chaos.
Chapter completed!