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Chapter 702: Styx Turns His Face

Nine Yang Divine Doctor Chapter 702: The Styx's Turning Face

"Saint Maiden Yiting." Tianyang quickly ran over and helped Wu Yiting up. A stream of pure Pangu essence was injected into her body, helping her relieve the damage caused by the second posture of Kaitian.

"Thank you, I feel much better." Wu Yiting smiled at Tianyang and stubbornly broke away from Tianyang's hands. She would never allow her to show weakness in front of the people in the sea of ​​blood.

"You are so brave, you almost killed Ru'er." The ancestor of the Styx looked at Wu Yiting, and a terrible blood evil aura enveloped her.

"Ancestor Styx, you are a senior expert, how can you argue with a serious injury? I think it's better to forget it, Qingru was not hurt anyway." Tianyang quickly blocked Wu Yiting and took her

In the current situation, I absolutely cannot resist the terrifying pressure of the Ancestor of the Styx.

"Tianyang, this matter has nothing to do with you. Ru'er is my princess. If anyone dares to hurt her, I will definitely not let her live a good life."

"So what if I must protect Saint Yiting today? Did the Ancestor of the Styx not even let me go?" Tianyang looked at the Ancestor of the Styx very seriously.

"Tianyang, don't force me to attack you. Although I love talents, I will not allow anyone to offend my majesty."

"Ancestor, why not forget it. Anyway, I'm not injured, so why bother them?" Xie Qingru advised the Ancestor of the Styx. Although she was not very willing to let Wu Yiting go, she did not want Tianyang to be hurt.

"Ru'er, how can you just forget it? Don't you know that if the two styles of Kaitian hit you just now, your fate would probably be that both souls and souls would be destroyed, and even the chance to reincarnate would not be fought." The ancestor of the Styx looked at

Follow her.

"Didn't Tianyang come to me? Forget it. Even if I want to take revenge, I don't want to pretend to be someone else. I will defeat my enemies with my real ability."

"Well, for Ru'er's sake, the ancestor will spare them, but the death penalty can be avoided, but the life penalty cannot be escaped. If Ru'er is injured, how can I make them feel comfortable?"

"Ancestor of the Styx, what do you want? If you have any, I will be the next one for Saint Yiting."

"I want to imprison her in the Netherworld Blood Prison for a hundred years, this should not be too much." The ancestor of the Styx looked at Tianyang. The Netherworld Blood Prison was the prison of the Blood Sea clan. The degree of terror was definitely no less than that of the underworld.

The eighteenth level of resistance is even more terrifying. Many people are almost unable to survive the blood prison. Even if there are people who have survived, they are almost all confused and become crazy people.

Although the world compensates, it is definitely not something that anyone can bear.

"If you want to kill, kill it. It is absolutely impossible to lock me in the Netherworld Blood Prison." Wu Yiting looked at the ancestor of the Styx in horror. She had heard of the name of the Netherworld Blood Prison, that place.

The horror is definitely among the top ten in the entire world.

"Do you still dare to resist?" The ancestor of the Styx stared at Wu Yiting coldly. In this sea of ​​blood, he was the sky, and no one dared to go against his intentions.

"Ancestor of the Styx, what do you think? Why don't you let me complete the hundred-year blood prison instead of Saint Yiting?" Tianyang looked at the Ancestor of the Styx. Although the Netherworld Blood Prison was terrifying, he was born in Zero Realm.

In other words, I think there is no more terrifying than this.

"You want to complete the hundred-year blood prison for her, Tianyang, you have to think clearly that the Netherworld Blood Prison is not a good place. Even if you have the level of quasi-saint cultivation, you may not be able to be safe and sound." The Ancestor of the Styx River

Look at Tianyang seriously.

"It doesn't matter. Since the Netherworld Blood Prison is so terrifying, I'll have a tempering at that time. I believe that as long as I can come out of the Netherworld Blood Prison, my strength will definitely make considerable progress."

"You are so brave, but you think why do you agree to you? The witch who almost killed Ru'er was the witch. What's the point of punishing you? If you want to be punished with her, I'll do you think so.

Will not object."

"Old Ancestor of the Styx, don't be too much. No matter what, Saint Yiting is also the Saint of the Witch Clan, representing the face of the Witch Clan. If you are allowed to be locked in the Netherworld Blood Prison, the Witch Clan's

Where can you keep your face?"

"I don't care about this. In short, you don't want to leave the sea of ​​blood today." The Ancestor of the Styx looked at Tianyang. If he really couldn't get him, then destroy him, just like he was dealing with the Ancestor of Hongyun, the Ancestor of Hongyun.

He is also a peerless genius with the foundation of the saints, but wasn't he destroyed it in his hands in the end. He originally wanted to give Tianyang a chance, and as long as he was willing to return to the sea of ​​blood, he could cultivate him with all his strength, but unfortunately Tianyang

If he gave up such an opportunity, he would have to go against him now, so he would have to destroy him.

"Saint Maiden Yiting, I'll block the Ancestor of the Styx in a while, you can take the opportunity to escape." Tianyang looked at Wu Yiting very seriously.

"What should you do?" Wu Yiting looked at Tianyang worriedly. The Ancestor of the Styx was a cruel and ruthless guy.

"Let's go!" Tianyang's palm was pressed behind Wu Yiting, and a powerful force pushed her out. Wu Yiting couldn't help but flew out of the Blood Temple.

"Looking for death!" The Ancestor of the Styx was furious and reached out and slapped Wu Yiting. If she had let her leave the Blood Sea so easily, how could he be like the Ancestor of the Blood Sea?

"Drink!" Tianyang also waved his palm, and his strong energy collided with the surging palm power of the ancestor of the Styx River. The Blood Temple was violently shocked. The bloodstones paved on the ground almost popped out.

"You dare to stop me." The Ancestor of the Styx stared at Tianyang angrily. Although the Ancestor of the Styx has not had a sea of ​​blood for many years, his will think that his reputation is still undescended, but he did not expect that he was not accused of being the two juniors today.

Take it seriously.

"Ancestor Styx, you are a senior. I shouldn't have fought with you, but if you insist on doing it, I can only accompany you."

"Okay, okay, I want to see how capable you are, as a junior, are, even if you challenge me." The ancestor of the Styx was in a gloomy year, and endless blood evil spirits surged out of him, as if there were countless

The wronged soul kept crying. As the first person to kill, the creatures he killed were definitely more than 10 billion. If such a terrifying murderous aura was released, it would definitely cause a small disaster. Therefore, over the years,

The Ancestor of the Styx has always been easy to understand, cultivating one's own character and preventing the murderous aura from being leaked, but today, he really couldn't help but want to release the shocking murderous aura on his body.

"Ancestor, don't, please don't hurt Tianyang." Xie Qingru immediately ran up and stopped in front of the Ancestor of the Styx.

"Ru'er, get out of the way. This kid doesn't care about you at all. Why do you have to protect him? It's not worth it."


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