The three thousand weak waters were originally the purest and clearest in the world. However, now Chen Yuyang's intention to kill has arisen, and both Hongjun and Yang Mei knew that the three thousand weak waters would soon become the Shura hell. Although the heart was

I couldn't bear it, but I could only smile helplessly and shake my head.

Constantly stroking the long eyebrows on his chest, Yangmei's faint voice was filled with consolation: "Little friend Qingyang, don't get angry. The world is the cycle of cause and effect. The six paths are the cornerstones of the three realms. If there is such a disaster,

In the future, the world will be peaceful for thousands of years. Why should you care about this city and a place?"

Chen Yuyang's eyebrows turned, and snorted, saying, "I naturally know the numerology of heaven. Otherwise, Zhunti and Jie Yinzhao have become two corpses, so how can they be arrogant in the sea of ​​blood?" As he said that, Chen Yuyang looked up

Hongjun, who said without saying a word, smiled and said, "Old Hongjun, don't worry. As long as they don't go too far, I will naturally not kill them all. I will not embarrass you!"

Hongjun nodded helplessly, still silent.

Who is Hongjun? He is the ancestor of Taoism, a giant in the prehistoric world, and a spokesperson for the way of heaven. In this third era of the prehistoric world, the only one who is qualified to embarrass Hongjun is probably the only exception.

After all, the abnormal numbers of the Heavenly Dao are variables, and variables sometimes become fixed numbers. Even the old Taoist Yang Mei would not speak in front of Hongjun.

Now Chen Yuyang does have the capital to speak like this. In the chaotic space and space just now, the power of the Reincarnation Eye has absorbed the endless magic power of these two great masters. Such powerful power is turned into its own use, and Chen Yuyang is already real at this moment.

The true number one person in the prehistoric world is no longer afraid.

While the three giants of the prehistoric world were leisurely in the above-mentioned words of Wushui, the battle on the sea of ​​blood continued. The billions of blood gods of the Styx River faced the Seven Treasures of the Mother of Zhunti Buddha

Although it is a bit difficult, it is above the sea of ​​blood after all, so it can barely support it.

But the Asura clan under his command was not as lucky as him. Facing Buddhist soldiers who looked like gods of killing, they could only retreat step by step. Originally, the Asura clan was the number one demon clan on the prehistoric land. And in the West

The golden light of the Buddhist righteous path is their natural nemesis.

If the number is equal, the Asura clan cannot be an opponent of Buddhist children. What's more, the number of Buddhist soldiers is more than that of Asura clans. Since the day the Asura clan was founded, it has been very good.

It is difficult to reproduce, and there are not many people. This is why the Styx and Nuwa both created races, but Nuwa achieved the achievements of the saints.

The same race, although the Asura clan is born with great magic power, it has a fatal flaw, that is, it cannot reproduce like the human race. This also leads to the Asura clan being able to rely on the six realms of reincarnation to avoid being exterminated. Therefore, this battle

, not only is it related to the belonging of the six realms of reincarnation, but also to the future of the Asura clan.

The Styx tried his best to prevent Cundi from crossing the sea of ​​blood.

The battle between Cundi and the Styx became more and more intense. The Seven Treasures Tree and the Buddhist Golden Body were like Bodhi Trees in the world, shining with golden light everywhere and exuding the fragrance of Bodhi everywhere. While making people confused,

There is also a kind of power that makes people feel rippling constantly flashing in the air, almost submerging the waves of the entire sea of ​​blood.

The originally dirty sea of ​​blood is now filled with a relaxing fragrance.

"Abi, original picture, open!" The Styx seemed to have used up the last bit of strength in his body, and the blood on the corner of his mouth slowly surged out, and a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the two magic swords in his hand. Suddenly, Abi was the one who could not help but use his last bit of strength.

The original picture seemed to feel the trembling of the owner's heart, making a whimpering buzzing sound, and the sound was extremely sad.

Zhunti smiled helplessly, looking at the endless creatures fighting desperately in the sea of ​​blood, a rare look of compassion appeared on his face, and the golden light on his body slowly disappeared, and the kind and fat face actually showed a hint of unbearableness.

He said earnestly: "Fellow Taoist Fellow Taoist Fellow, don't struggle to die, you should surrender! I still say the same thing, I will leave the position of the deputy leader of the Western Buddhism to you! How do you think?"

The kindness that Zhunti suddenly initiated was nothing more than a kind of pity and pity in Styx's eyes. This made Styx, who was already furious, become furious again, spat heavily on Zhunti's face, and said viciously:

"Bah, you traitor, don't even think about it. How could this ancestor bet on the brink of the flames and force to cling to you to a villain who bullies the master and destroys the ancestor like you? Even if I die today, I will not go to the West with you."

After a heavy breath, Zhunti stuck to the seven treasures in his hand and sighed: "Since that's the case, don't blame me for being polite!" However, when he spoke, Zhunti's face began to look ugly. This slight ugly

But the River Styx could see clearly. The River Styx couldn't help laughing loudly, and the laughter was endless.

"Why do people who are about to die laugh?" Zhunti said in confusion.

The Styx held the original picture of Abi and pointed at Zhunti and said politely: "Children Zhunti, this is the sea of ​​blood, the sea of ​​blood of the ancestor, and the sea of ​​blood of the great god Pangu. Now in this prehistoric world, I want to be in the ancestor

Kill the ancestor on the sea of ​​blood, unless it is the sea of ​​blood, the Asura clan will be destroyed." After a pause, Styx sneered: "But Zhunti, do you really dare to take the blame for the world?

You know, if you want to kill this ancestor, you have to destroy the blood sea and have to do something with the great god Pangu. When the punishment for the Heavenly Dao thunder arrives, do you really think you are Teacher Hongjun or Master Qingyang?"

"It's so funny, it's so funny ~~~~"

The laughter of the Styx stirred up on the sea of ​​blood, turning the sewage of the sea of ​​blood into waves, constantly swallowing the Buddhist children on the sea of ​​blood. The Styx knew that only at this moment, Cunti's mind was in turmoil.

At that time, he could only turn the current situation by taking action. However, Styx was still afraid in his heart. After all, he had never appeared until now.

Soon, Zhunti came to his senses amid the laughter of the Styx and shouted: "Not good!"

Looking at the Buddhist disciples who were destroyed by blood, Zhunti felt as if he was slashed with a knife. You must know that using the Styx to face the Buddhist soldiers on the sea of ​​blood, in a short while, these tens of millions of Buddhist soldiers would

They were all buried in the sea of ​​blood. Cundi said furiously: "Children from the Styx, you are extremely shameless!"

Styx smiled faintly and said slowly: "Children Zhunti, do you feel good now?"

Zhunti was erect and the seven treasures in his hand trembled, saying, "I want your life!"
Chapter completed!