Chapter 1139: Billions of troops on the go

"Damn it, this junior has already reached the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm. How can he cultivate so fast?"

The Styx Patriarch was trapped in the Tai Chi Sword Formation and did not rush out for a while, which shocked him.

In his heart, Li Yun has always been just a junior. Even if he stepped into the Quasi-Saint realm by chance, it is estimated that it will not take long for him to break through. How could he reach the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm so quickly?

When did cultivation become so easy?

The Styx Patriarch himself cultivated for countless years to achieve today's achievements. He really couldn't understand Li Yun's progress.

Even those guys in the other world can't cultivate so fast.

"Syx Patriarch, is this all your strength? You can't even break my Tai Chi Sword Formation, and it's even more impossible to kill me."

Li Yun's sarcastic laughter came.

With the Tai Chi Sword Formation defending the periphery and the Twelve-Rank Karma Fire Red Lotus guarding the interior, he is invincible.

Therefore, even if it is an invincible Quasi-Saint, he can only sigh in despair and be helpless when he meets him.

"Junior, I admit that I underestimated your strength, but I, the ancestor, have been dominating the prehistoric world for so many years, and I rely on more than just this strength."

The Styx Patriarch suddenly retreated to a distance, got rid of the Tai Chi sword formation, stared at Li Yun opposite him from afar, and said coldly.

Li Yun also stood in place, looking at the Styx Patriarch opposite him from afar, with a calm and confident face, and said lightly: "You, the Styx, can also dominate the prehistoric world? For so many years, haven't you been hiding in your blood sea? If it weren't for the blood sea protecting you, the two saints of Buddhism would have eliminated you long ago."

The Styx Patriarch's face turned pale when he heard this, but he was an old guy who had lived for countless years after all, so he would naturally not be angered by Li Yun's words.

"Junior, since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill your wish. Anyway, there are only two three corpses. Even if you die, your master Lingbao Tianzun will not be able to help you."

The Styx Patriarch said coldly. He didn't want to kill Li Yun, but only wanted to take away the Donghuang Bell and the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus.

But now, he is ready to kill the two three corpses of Li Yun.

Because this junior is too hateful, the Styx Patriarch has lived for so many years, but it is the first time that he has been ridiculed by a junior.

In the past, even those saints and disciples did not dare to treat him like this.

"Come out, Asura army!" The Styx Patriarch waved his hand, and tall figures suddenly walked out of the blood sea around him. They were all strong men of the Asura clan. The men were tall and burly, but their faces were extremely ugly. And those female Asuras were charming and charming, with a fascinating light in their eyes.

"Carrying countless Asura armies with you, I have to say, Styx Patriarch, you are really afraid of death to the peak." Li Yun looked at the densely packed, countless Asura strongmen around him, and suddenly laughed dumbly.

Speaking of fear of death, the Styx Patriarch is definitely the first person in the prehistoric world. For so many years, the original body has always huddled in the blood sea and only dared to send out the three corpses.

And now, even the three corpses came out with countless Asura armies. No one was more afraid of death than him.

"Young man, I want to see how long you can be arrogant?" The Styx Patriarch sneered. He ignored Li Yun's sarcasm and immediately ordered the Asura armies to form a formation and launch an attack.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The next moment, the Asura army squares burst out with terrifying attacks, gathering into a terrible energy torrent, killing the two Li Yuns.

In front of such hundreds of millions of Asura armies, even Li Yun's Tai Chi sword formation was destroyed in an instant. Fortunately, Li Yun had the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus to block the remaining attacks.

"Come on, I want to see how long you can hold on!" The Styx Patriarch shouted, staring coldly at Li Yun opposite him, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Boom!"

The terrifying attack torrent appeared again, covering Li Yun and submerging the world where he was.

At this moment, the Donghuang Bell flew back from a distance, no longer suppressing the Yuantu and Abi swords, but covering Li Yun.

Combined with the defense of the 12th-grade Karma Fire Red Lotus, the attack torrents of the Asura army were blocked again.

"Continue to attack!" The Styx Patriarch roared with a gloomy face.

The Asura army could only continue to attack. Their entire tribe was created by the Styx Patriarch, and they naturally obeyed the Styx Patriarch's orders ten thousand times. Even if the Styx Patriarch asked them to die, they did not hesitate.

However, no matter how they attacked, they could not shake the defense of the Donghuang Bell and the 12th-grade Karma Fire Red Lotus.

The Styx Patriarch's face became more and more ugly.

The defense of the Donghuang Bell and the 12th-grade Karma Fire Red Lotus is very strong. The combination of the two is an unbreakable fortress. I am afraid that only a saint can break it.

It's a pity that such a treasure actually fell into the hands of Li Yun, a junior.

The Styx Patriarch was unwilling to give up. If he had these two treasures, he would be able to fight against the suppressed Heavenly Dao Saints in the battlefields of these two worlds.

At that time, he could earn enough military merits to exchange for a primordial purple aura from the Hongjun Patriarch to achieve the sainthood.

"Why is this junior so lucky?"

"He became a disciple of Lingbao Tianzun at a young age, and then got the Donghuang Bell, and got the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus from me. No one in the entire prehistoric world has greater luck than him."

The Styx Patriarch couldn't help but feel puzzled. Li Yun's luck was too strong. Even the Three Pure Ones, the incarnation of Pangu's spirit, seemed to be less lucky than Li Yun.

If the current saints were not born early, a young man like Li Yun would have achieved sainthood if he was born in ancient times.

To be honest, the Styx Patriarch now regretted making enemies with Li Yun. It was a pity that he was greedy and participated in the siege of Li Yun in the battlefield of gods and demons, which led to the loss of the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus.

This innate treasure is his lifeblood. How can he be willing to let it go?

If Li Yun is willing to return the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus to him, then he will definitely be willing to laugh and forget the grudges with Li Yun, but the Styx Patriarch knows that this is impossible. No one will give up an innate treasure. Even a fool would not do this.

"Ancestor Minghe, let's fight to your heart's content, shall we? Now it's my turn!"

Just as Ancestor Minghe was thinking, the Donghuang Bell in front of him moved, carrying a blazing golden light, and crashed into the surrounding Asura army.

At the same time, Li Yun's twelfth-grade karmic fire red lotus also released a sky-wide karmic fire, which can not only burn your body, but also your soul. Those Asuras with low cultivation will be burned to death as soon as they come into contact with the karmic fire.

Even some Daluo Jinxian cannot stay in the red lotus karmic fire for a long time.

What's more, there is also the Donghuang Bell crashing in, even a quasi-saint cannot withstand this kind of impact.

In almost an instant, many Asuras died tragically.