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Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty-Fourth Three Tribulations Together, Forced Helpless!
Killing calamity, sea of blood in the underworld.
A figure appeared in the eyes of hundreds of thousands of Asuras.
"Let's go together, I'm in a hurry!"
Ancestor Hongjun said in a deep voice.
Countless pairs of eyes stared at Patriarch Hongjun greedily.
The Asura clan is bloodthirsty and warlike, but they are not without brains.
Of course they knew what the arrival of Patriarch Hongjun meant.
However, this killing calamity is just a trial.
Ancestor Styx told them that here, they could fight unscrupulously without paying any price.
For the Asura clan, this is simply paradise.
After waiting for so long, they finally had their first challenger.
Although he is the ancestor of Hongjun, he is not unable to fight.
Even if he loses, it is still an honor to fight against Ancestor Hongjun.
Hundreds of thousands of Asuras rushed forward, like a swarm of locusts.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Tens of thousands of powerful auras suddenly appeared in front of Ancestor Hongjun.
Ancestor Styx and others have been waiting here for a long time.
What they were worried about was not Ancestor Hongjun, but the Asura clan.
Once they discover that Ancestor Hongjun has murderous intentions, they will not hesitate to rescue the Asura clan and prevent this trial.
"Asura clan, listen to the order, show your skills and fight with determination to kill!"
"No mercy!"
Ancestor Styx gave a loud shout.
Thousands of Asuras appeared on the Netherworld Blood Sea, and a terrifying aura spread out together, and a strong sense of oppression made the air feel heavy.
Hundreds of thousands of Asuras immediately stopped. Even though they were extremely numerous, the gap in strength between them and Ancestor Hongjun could not be made up by their numbers.
Ancestor Hongjun still had that indifferent expression.
Almost no breath flowed out, if it weren't for his famous name, he would have been out there.
Who can believe that such a compassionate and kind old man is actually the first heavenly saint in the world?
"I said you can come together."
"I'm in a hurry!"
Ancestor Hongjun's face darkened, showing a hint of impatience.
Before anyone else could speak.
Suddenly, Ancestor Hongjun had a treasure in his hand.
"Qiankun Ding?!"
Ancestor Styx was shocked when he saw this.
Even Donghuang Taiyi and Kunpeng Patriarch’s expressions changed greatly.
at the same time.
Beyond purgatory.
Sun Xiaosheng couldn't help but stop what he was doing and turned his head to look over.
"It turns out to be the Qiankun Cauldron."
"After so long, I finally saw Ancestor Hongjun sacrifice this treasure of chaos."
"Is it because you are afraid that I, Old Sun, will snatch it away, so you have been holding back?"
Sun Xiaosheng chuckled lightly and disagreed.
At his level, mere opinions and treasures won't be of much help at all.
Unless there is a treasure more powerful than the Chaos Arcana.
Otherwise, even the treasure of chaos will be looked down upon by him.
The birth of the Qiankun Ding will definitely attract the covetousness of others.
However, this Chaos Treasure is in the hands of Ancestor Hongjun.
At least among the powerful people in the ancient times, few had the courage to snatch it.
At this time, the sea of netherworld blood that stretched for hundreds of millions of miles was in turmoil.
Countless Asuras are very nervous.
Although these militants are eager to fight, these races created by the ancestors of Styx.
At best, it's at the Golden Immortal level.
But he has to face the saint of heaven.
What's the difference between this one and death?
The Asura clan members looked depressed. Ancestor Hongjun was like a chasm, weighing them down and suffocating them.
How to do this!
"Crack!"
Suddenly, the Qiankun Cauldron moved.
It just turned around in the hands of Patriarch Hongjun.
This caused the sea of blood in the underworld to churn endlessly.
at this time.
What the ancient powerful man saw in his eyes was that the sea of netherworld stretching for tens of thousands of miles seemed to have been cut in half by an axe.
Witnessed by hundreds of thousands of the Asura clan, the Qiankun Cauldron slowly fell.
As the light gradually faded away, it also returned to the hands of Ancestor Hongjun.
"this!"
The three quasi-sage strongmen of Styx Ancestor looked at each other, and they all saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.
They had expected that Patriarch Hongjun would not show mercy.
But I didn't expect Hongjun to be so cruel.
Even the Qiankun Ding, a treasure of chaos that is comparable to the Pangu Ax, was taken out.
This is not intended to leave the Asura clan alive!
"I really don't know what happened to my ancestor."
"Why is it like a different person all of a sudden!"
Ancestor Styx was in great distress.
Hongjun used to be quite compassionate.
Although he is a saint of heaven, he has never regarded living beings as ants like other saints.
But today, Hongjun was uncharacteristically different.
It's neither easy nor heavy.
"Maybe it's because of the Great Sage."
Dong Huangtai glanced outside purgatory.
In fact, this is not difficult to understand.
Even cultivators like Tang Monk who became a monk on the way have surpassed Hongjun and become a saint in the first step.
As the most powerful man in the world, Hongjun, how could he not be in a hurry?
But the Netherworld Blood Sea is the lifeblood of the Styx Ancestor after all.
This contains 480 million blood clones of the Styx Ancestor.
Once Hongjun uses the Qiankun Cauldron, he will be destroyed.
I don’t say whether Ancestor Styx will die.
Even if he survives, his cultivation will plummet.
"You guys have to help me, otherwise no one in this purgatory will have an easy time!"
Ancestor Styx looked at the other two people and threatened.
Needless to say, Donghuang Taiyi and Kunpeng Patriarch did not dare to stand idly by.
In the current state of Ancestor Hongjun.
After the murderous tribulation was crushed, it was the turn of the violent tribulation and the greedy tribulation.
The lips are dead and the teeth are cold!
The fate of the three of them will not be easy.
"Let's take action together."
"Although it is not of great use, the Eighty-one Difficulties of Purgatory was created at the request of the Great Sage."
"He can't just sit back and watch."
The more Ancestor Kunpeng spoke, the less confident he became.
Sun Xiaosheng's thoughts are so difficult to guess.
I said these words, at best, to cheer myself up a little.
"superior!"
Following Donghuang Taiyi's low roar.
The three powerful quasi-sages fled towards the Netherworld Sea of Blood together.
Whoosh!
The three quasi-sages came with unparalleled power.
The merciless attack came so suddenly that even Ancestor Hongjun didn't expect it.
Ancestor Hongjun reacted almost instinctively. The moment the violent mana arrived, he was directly blown away by the airflow.
Bang!
Ancestor Hongjun was instantly knocked out by the air current, leaving a trace that was thousands of miles long in the sea of blood in the underworld.
All living beings in the prehistoric times were astonished at the originator of the traces. The fact that Hongjun was able to force him into such a state of embarrassment showed that the strength of the one who came here was extraordinary.
"Three major quasi-sages join forces?"
"Does Ancestor want to survive these three tribulations at the same time?"
All sentient beings in the wild suddenly became energetic.
On one side is the ancestor Hongjun, and on the other side are the three old quasi-sages.
This battle is so interesting!
However, most people believe that even if the three quasi-sages take action together.
The winner must be Ancestor Hongjun.
After all, there is only one word difference between a saint and a quasi-sage.
But it’s like a natural chasm that cannot be crossed.?