Chapter 1240 Unlucky Styx, Huanglong’s plan

The Sea of ​​Blood is a filthy place in the wild, where evil spirits and blood energy are mixed together, and even Taoist immortals cannot come here. It is very easy for the water of the Sea of ​​Blood to pollute the body of the immortal immortal, and the cultivation will be lost. Therefore, the Sea of ​​Blood is in the wild. It also makes people feel frightened and shy away from it.

Since the ancestor of Minghe saw the Nuwa Empress creating humans and becoming saints, he immediately imitated the saint and created the Shura clan. He wanted to become a saint through this, but he did not expect that the merits of the creation were very small, so he reluctantly let him kill him. One corpse was simply not enough to become a saint. Later, I saw other saints establishing great religions and achieving sainthood. I couldn't help but be moved again. I obeyed the destiny and established the Shura Sect. This was considered to have perfected the prehistoric demonic path and gained merits from heaven and earth. , but it allowed the ancestor of Minghe to advance further in his Taoist cultivation, but after all, it was difficult to become a Taoist fruit unless he was a destined saint. He was still far from a saint, so the ancestor of Minghe couldn't help but cursed the unfairness of heaven, and bullied honest people.

How can the way of heaven be cursed by the ancestor of Minghe? Then the secret of heaven manifested, and the witch body of Hou Tuzu took up most of the blood sea. The unfortunate ancestor of Minghe almost went crazy, but after all, it was He was afraid of the power of Tiandao and the Wu clan, so he didn't dare to speak out, so he endured it.

The Shura tribe came into being at the right time. They are naturally murderous and cruel. The men of the Shura tribe are extremely ugly, but the women of the Shura tribe are very beautiful. The Shura tribe is naturally warlike and good at fighting. The more you get, the higher your cultivation level will be, so all the immortals in the prehistoric times are extremely afraid of the Shura clan.

In the endless ocean, there are turbulent waves, red blood all over the field of vision, endless filth is here, a thin figure, wearing a gray robe, walking without anything in the sea of ​​blood, his eyes are clear and bright, looking at it The Shura clan was hiding in the sea of ​​blood, and countless bloodthirsty Shura warriors gradually surrounded this man secretly in the blood.

Master Huanglong didn't care at all about the movements of the Shura clan, with an indifferent expression. His holy eyes overlooked the entire sea of ​​blood. When the Shura clan was about to take action, he suddenly shouted loudly.

"Fellow Daoist Minghe, I'm seeing you in Zixiao Palace. We haven't seen each other for many years. Is this how you treat guests and let your descendants come to greet me?"

Immediately, all the warriors of the Shura clan stopped and did not dare to move rashly. Unexpectedly, this Taoist priest was actually an acquaintance of the ancestor, and he had also heard the sermon in Zixiao Palace. How could they dare to offend the Shura clan? Although the Shura clan is violent and murderous by nature , but it does not mean that they are stupid, they still know how to advance and retreat, otherwise they would have been expelled from the prehistoric era.

Deep in the sea of ​​​​blood, Ancestor Minghe is sitting on the Red Lotus of Karma Fire. There are two swords placed on his legs. They are the innate spiritual treasures Yuan Tu and A Bi. Killings are not related to cause and effect, but are the devil's destiny. Qi, while he was meditating on the way of heaven, suddenly heard the voice of Master Huang Long in his ears. He suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and shot out two wild rays. His long red eyebrows automatically floated without wind, and the two swords made a clear sound. Shooting out two sword energy, splitting the water of the sea of ​​blood, Ancestor Minghe took one step forward and came to the sea of ​​blood. He looked at Zhenren Huanglong who was surrounded by the disciples. He frowned and waved his hand. Countless Shura clan warriors retreated one after another, disappeared into the sea of ​​blood, and disappeared.

Master Huanglong's holy eyes were slightly lowered, and he took a look at the karma red lotus platform under the feet of Ancestor Minghe, and then looked at Ancestor Minghe. Although the two had met in Zixiao Palace, at that time, Master Huanglong He is still a junior, with low cultivation, and has never had any friendship with the older generation of great supernatural power users such as Patriarch Styx. Now he comes to visit rashly, making Patriarch Styx confused and asked doubtfully.

"Fellow Taoist Huanglong, if you are not practicing at Erlong Mountain, what are you doing in my sea of ​​blood today?"

Master Huanglong took a look around, with divine light hidden in his eyes, and looked at the Netherworld next to him. In the depths, a back earth palace stood. He couldn't help but have an unpredictable expression, as if the walls had ears. A fairy light flashed, After covering up the secrets and isolating the sound, he spoke to the Ancestor of Styx.

"I have taken the liberty of visiting you today to ask my fellow Taoist for a drop of blood from Taoist Blood Sea Mosquito. It will be of great use to me!"

Ancestor Styx was shocked. The Sea of ​​Blood was billions of square meters in size and was extremely vast. Naturally, Ancestor Styx not only gave birth to an innate god, but he also gave birth to a Taoist Mosquito. However, his transformation took longer than Ancestor Styx. After a long time, his fate was in vain, and he was discovered by the Ancestor of the Styx. In order to dominate the destiny of the blood sea, he refined it and became one of his blood god sons. It has never been shown to the outside. None of the gods in the prehistoric era knew about this. Suddenly they heard Master Huang Long was naturally frightened when he mentioned it.

"Fellow Taoist, where did you learn about this matter?"

Although the Mosquito Taoist was trained by the Styx Taoist to become an external incarnation, his original form was the blood-winged Black Mosquito, the ferocious beast of Hongmeng. He was the first mosquito in the ancient world. He had a natal magical power that was extremely strange. He was good at devouring spiritual treasures and refining them into his own cultivation. , even the treasure of a saint cannot resist his slender and pointed mouth. The sound is like thunder, the mouth is like thunder, and it is even more difficult to stop when it penetrates the curtain; eating meat and drinking blood invades the human body, and the smoke gathers in the dense forest in fear. The heat becomes more powerful and noisy, while the cold wind becomes ruthless when it moves. It is suitable to describe the strange magical powers of Mosquito Taoist.

Master Huanglong smiled reservedly, with an inexplicable color in his eyes, and looked at the agitated Ancestor Minghe. His gaze looked down, as majestic as the law of heaven, which made Ancestor Minghe feel like a basin of cold water was poured on his head, and his heart was immediately chilled. , looked horrified, opened and closed his mouth several times, trembled constantly, and could not speak.

Ancestor Minghe was horrified, his eyes widened, blood shot out, and he was dumbfounded. He looked at the ordinary Huanglong Master in front of him in disbelief. His soul was trying his best to move, but he couldn't catch a trace of the opponent's Qi. , he is already a quasi-sage peak master who can kill the two corpses of good and evil, but he still can't see through the real Huanglong. What this means, the ancestor of Styx naturally knows it well. He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and bowed down nervously. ,I do not know what to say.

Master Huang Long did not scare Patriarch Styx, he said bluntly.

"It's good to know some things well and don't talk about them everywhere, lest you cause trouble for yourself!"

Ancestor Minghe looked stern when he heard this, put away his shocked look, nodded in agreement, carefully looked at Master Huanglong, and quickly called out the incarnation of Taoist Mosquito, took a drop of blood essence, and sent it to Master Huanglong In front of him, he complimented.

"You can see if it's enough. If it's not enough, just take this incarnation away!"

Having said that, Ancestor Styx pushed Taoist Mosquito in the direction of Zhenren Huanglong. Taoist Mosquito was the incarnation of Ancestor Styx. He was naturally wiped out of his spiritual intelligence. He had no consciousness, expressionless face, cold appearance, and no emotion. Whatever you feel will be sent away.

Master Huang Long waved his hand slightly, put away the essence and blood sent by Ancestor Styx, looked deeply at Ancestor Styx, and his figure gradually faded and disappeared into the sea of ​​blood.