The ancestor of the Styx escaped for a while before Shura rushed over.[][]..[] He had already chased him far away, but felt that there was an abnormal fluctuation of the heaven and earth energy here. He was worried that the ancestor witch would come, so he hurried back.

Seeing that there was nothing abnormal, I naturally asked in my heart: "Brother, what's wrong?"

"Nothing!" Zhaoming shook his head: "The Ancestor of the Styx has been here, but he has left."

"That guy, sooner or later, will be overturned his lair one day!"

After hearing the name of the Ancestor of the Styx, Shura immediately hummed a few times. He was much bigger than Zhaoming's murderous intent of the blood sea monk.

Zhaoming smiled and said nothing. He had just started, but he had never thought about how to achieve any substantial results. In terms of attack power, the Ancestor of the Styx might be considered powerful. In addition, the two killing swords in his hand are indeed fearful, but he still cannot enter the top five immortal kings in the world.

It can be said that the difficulty in killing is that the Ancestor of the Styx can be among the top three he knows. Not to mention the amazing defense of the twelve-grade blood lotus, just saying "The sea of ​​blood will not die, the River of Styx will not die" is enough to rampant the world.

The reason for taking action is naturally not just to be happy in your heart, but to shock others.

The Ancestor of the Styx followed the North Sea Demon Clan army, and must have been unhappy. Although he was not sure what he wanted to do, he was clear about what he wanted to do.

The demon clan was summoned by the Nine-headed Emperor's Emperor flag, and there will definitely be more demon clans who will pass through the prehistoric continent. It is impossible for them to sit here all day long, so they must let the people in the world know the consequences of the obstacle.

It is easy to break, and this is not something you have to worry about. If you can let others be restrained because you are concerned about yourself, it doesn’t matter even if enemies are spread all over the world.

Although after today, the Ancestor of the Styx must hate himself even more, he certainly did not dare to take action easily.

Returning to King Ji Meng and others, Zhaoming looked at the entrance to the first heaven and said, "Go forward here. If you enter the first heaven, there will be no danger. Senior, go first, and I need to go to other places to pick people up."

"I dare not, I dare not! I am ashamed of this senior!"

King Ji Meng and King Jiuying waved their hands repeatedly and bowed their heads to salute. The strength of the cultivation world is the most respected, and they are only in the sub-saint realm. Zhaoming has become the Immortal King.

It would be fine if he just felt the breath. Seeing Zhaoming's three fists and two kicks, he forced the famous immortal king of the Styx to leave. With such strength, how could the few people still have the confidence to call themselves seniors?

Too much persistence is pretentious, Zhaoming doesn't say much.

King Ji Meng and his men saluted Shura slightly and led the army to the first heaven.

After the army disappeared from Buzhou Mountain, Shura asked, "Brother, where are we going now?"

Zhaoming frowned slightly. After thinking for a while, he spoke: "The Beihai and the East China Sea should not be a big problem. The resistance should mainly come from the South China Sea and the West China Sea. You and I will act separately. You go to the South China Sea and I will go to the West China Sea."

He paused for a moment and ordered: "If necessary, use thunder means to ensure that the monks in the South China Sea dare not take any other actions."

"Haha!" Shura was overjoyed: "I'm just waiting for your words, brother."

Thunder means were his favorite, but he was afraid that Zhaoming would not agree. Now that he received this military order, he was equivalent to unblocking the chains of restraints.

Just as he was about to leave, he was grabbed by Zhaoming again.

"Brother, but what else should I give me!" Shura had no choice but to stop.

Zhaoming sighed: "The king should have felt the inspiration of the Nine-headed Emperor's imperial flag, but there is a witch clan around him, so it is inappropriate to come back. I don't think I'd have the idea of ​​returning to heaven."

"You go to the South China Sea. Go to the island first to check it out to ensure his safety. If he doesn't want to come back, don't force it, it will be good for us."

If the Niu-headed demon comes back, the Witch Clan woman will definitely follow. Even if she is now the Eastern Emperor, there are many things that she cannot cover the sky with one hand. With the hatred between the demon clan and the witch clan, that woman will inevitably become the target of all demon clan attacks once she goes to heaven.

At that time, it is not better to protect the bull-headed demon, nor will it not protect him. It is really difficult to do.

"I understand!" Shura nodded repeatedly.

"In addition, if you meet Houyi, don't do it easily." Zhaoming reminded again: "If he hurts my demon clan, just kill him without mercy. If he doesn't, let him go."

This matter cannot be ignored. With Shura's vengeful personality, he is not present, and once he meets Houyi, he doesn't need to think too much.

Shura nodded again: "Okay, let him go."

After instructing Shura to be careful, he asked him to leave, and he took Xue Yuhua and several demons to the West Sea.

He did not choose to walk through Kunlun Mountain. After all, after the death of the Dong Prince, many of the previous agreements had become shattered. The situation between the witch clan and the immortal clan became more serious again, and it was even a bit intriguing. At this time, there was no need for me to get into the muddy waters.

If you choose to pass through the hinterland of the True Dragon Territory, this place will also become the road for the Western Sea Monster to Buzhou Mountain.

As we walked along the way, there was no hidden aura, so that all the witch tribes along the way could feel it. The majestic momentum and the spiritual power of the divine magic made countless witch tribes flee in panic and their souls were not possessed.

No one can stop it, and no one dares to stop it. Perhaps the battle situation in Buzhou Mountain has not spread yet, and it is not known that Yu Guo has died in battle. At this moment, Zhaoming is heading west, and even the ancestor witch and the great witch have never appeared.

It is hard to say that it is shrinking into an inch, but the speed is still fast. Within two days, it has entered the West Sea.

Staring at the vast West Sea, Zhaoming asked: "Which place is the most powerful way to block it?"

"The Heavenly Palace of the Shenshen in Yingzhou." The demon clan immediately replied.

"Cang Shen Tian Palace?" Zhao Ming raised his eyebrows: "Is there a demon clan on Yingzhou?"

It is not that he has not been to the West Sea. It is undeniable that there are many demon clans in the West Sea, but Yingzhou is an exception. It was before the Dragon and Phoenix Battle, when monks from the Five Mountains and Shenzhou moved here, all of whom were immortal clans.

Later, there was a strong leader of the Panshen Heavenly Palace. There were only immortals on the entire island, and no demons had ever entered.

"No!" The demon clan shook his head without hesitation: "But the Lord of the Panshen Heavenly Palace is more keen on this matter than any force. The encirclement and interception everywhere is initiated by the Panshen Heavenly Palace."

"This is how..." Zhaoming looked at him, and after a moment of thought, he had already thought about it.

The Palace Master of the Panshen Heavenly Palace is an ambitious person. In the past, there was also the ancestor of the Fang family in the West Sea, the ancestor of the soul returning from Jukuzhou and the immortal immortal king of Zuzhou suppressed him, so he did not dare to do many things too out of line.

But now it is different. The ancestor of the Fang family is seriously injured and the ancestor of the soul has died. The immortal immortal king was first injured by Zhao Lei, and then experienced the Zuzhou Rebellion. The injury was serious, and it was a blessing that he did not die. If there were no strange medicine, not to mention hundreds of years, he would probably not be able to move for tens of thousands of years.

Today's West Sea is an era when the most powerful sub-sage saints are called, so the Lord of the Heavenly Palace of the Panshen naturally wants to take the opportunity to do something.

Intercepting the demon clan in this way is equivalent to becoming the leader of the immortal clan. Why don’t he do it?

Using the demon clan to realize his ambitions... Understanding this, Zhaoming was already full of murderous aura and wished he could rush to Yingzhou immediately and burn a piece of armor to the Heavenly Palace of the Gods without leaving any remaining.

But reason still defeated the impulse. After thinking for a while, he asked the demon clan: "Where is the most demon clan?"

"Northwest direction!" the demon clan replied.

The northwest direction is quite close to what I guess. Zhaoming once went to Baidao in the northwest and walked all the way. There were indeed many demon clans. However, this is different from Yingzhou.

The true energy rolled the demon clan around him and headed northwest. He did not rush to vent his anger for a moment, and it was the main thing to get someone.

Chengyezhou.

Unlike other parts of the West Sea, this is a continent where the demon tribe lives. Although many immortal tribes have lived in it before, the situation in the West Sea has changed drastically recently, and all immortal tribes have evacuated.

The demon clan in the northwest sea area of ​​the West Sea wanted to return to the prehistoric continent, so he took this place as the leader, gathered in Chengyezhou and prepared to act together.

This seems to be powerful, but the goal is also great. Many forces that were lost by the soldiers of the demon clan under their command joined forces to block the entire Chengyezhou demon clan on the island and prepare to fight.

"You group of demon clans are destined to be ruled. Do you want to return to the prehistoric continent and think you can turn over and become your master?" Some of the immortal sub-saints shouted loudly and were furious.

Half of his men under his command are demon clans, and their power is now greatly reduced. When he besieged this place, he thought he was strong and took the lead. Unexpectedly, the other party also took action without showing mercy. Not only did he not relieve himself, he suffered a small loss.

Now that the immortal clan is strong in soldiers and horses, his advantage is obviously greater than that of the demon clan, he naturally becomes brave again.

"You have the final say on what I am about. If you have a good fortune, you will fight for another 30,000 rounds!"

A black fish demon in the sub-saint realm stood in the clouds, holding a mixed iron stick, shouting loudly at the sub-saint of the immortal clan.

A few days ago, he fought with the sub-saint of the immortal clan and used his magical power to control water to defeat the opponent. Since he was a defeated general, he naturally was not afraid.

"I've been fighting for 30,000 rounds!"

Someone shouted loudly, rushed out of the clouds, and slapped him with a palm.

The black fish demon knocked over with a stick and attacked the opponent. The stick and palm slapped it, and the energy of heaven and earth was as strong as waves. The black fish demon groaned and flew backwards for tens of thousands of meters before stopping.

It seems that the person is improving and majestic. His two white eyebrows are like weeping willows falling down. He can't help but exclaim: "Jun Fang Mingjun."

The visitor was the eldest son of the Fang family and Fang Mingjun.

"Incompetent!" Fang Mingjun snorted coldly, and shouted to the sky again: "What are you doing to hide? Come out!"

"I came just to collect my soul, but I'm not your subordinate!"

With a cold snorkeling, a fairy clan with a tall body and mottled hair flew out, and his hands were all six fingers. It was the soul-devouring master of Jukuzhou.

"Don't look at me, I'm just here to watch the fun!"

Another person smiled, revealing half of his body, and was hidden in the clouds. He was the Taoist of Duobao, Xihai.

Now, the Immortal King is injured and the dead are dead. After these former rising stars enter the sub-saint realm, they have become the mainstay of the West Sea.

"If he doesn't come out, I'll do it!"

With a cold shout, a red light flashed, and a figure appeared in front of Fang Mingjun.

Seeing the person, Fang Mingjun's pupils shrank and he cried out: "Taiyi."

The person who came was Zhaoming. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and yelled in his mouth.
Chapter completed!