Hong Huang: I Have Pitted Countless Great Abilities

"Fellow daoist Styx, come here uninvited, and still look at the fellow daoist Styx, don't blame it."

Looking at the ancestor Styx who came slowly from the sea of ​​blood, Chu Feng spoke flatly.

Uninvited? ? ? ?

Do you have a few uninvited visits by Chu Feng? ? ?

Where is the blood evil spirit above the sea of ​​blood, how much is missing, don't you have a b-number in Chu Feng's heart? ? ?

It's because of you Chu Feng's strength and tyrannical strength, if he were to be someone else, he would have done it a long time ago.

Although I thought about it in my heart, his expression was pretending to be a hint of joy, and he said loudly: "It turns out to be the fellow daoist of Chu Feng and fellow daoist of Houtu!"

"I haven't seen it for a long time, I haven't seen it for a long time, this fellow daoist has never seen each other for hundreds of thousands of years since I left the Purple Cloud Palace. I don't know if I'm coming today, what matters?"

Chu Feng smiled lightly and said faintly: "Well, Lao Ming, how do you know that it is Hou Tu fellow daoist who is looking for you, instead of me looking for you?"

The ancestor of Styx looked at Chu Feng helplessly, and said calmly: "You Heavenly Dao Sect Leader, what can you do if you find me Styx? Ask me to borrow some blood from the sea of ​​blood?? "

"You have to say hello to me too?"

"You kid, what else can you do besides pitting my bloody spirit?"

"Why, this time I brought the fellow daoist of Houtu to the pit????"

Hearing this, Houtu looked at Chu Feng with a weird expression, not knowing why.

"Well, before I refined the Houtian Lingbao, I needed the blood evil spirit, so I came over to get it a few times, but I can think of it, this ancestor of the river still remembers it." Chu Feng explained.

Houtu resisted and didn't laugh out loud, did Chu Feng borrow it? With his Chu Feng's temperament, it is obvious that he is directly grabbing!

Moreover, the ancestor Styx shouldn't be Chu Feng's opponent, so he can only open one eye to this.

Looking at the aggrieved Styx, Houtu wanted to laugh more and more.

"Ahem!"

"That's all from the past, and look at the Styx fellow daoist, don't blame it."

"Come today, there is indeed business."

"Fellow daoist, Styx, if this seat is to give you a chance for sanctification, would you like it?"

Chu Feng said lightly.

The eyes of the ancestors of Styx suddenly changed, becoming a holy opportunity? ? ? Su Wen, this Chu Feng has the method of sanctification, and teaches people to be sanctified everywhere.

First was Tongtian Sage, and then Nuwa Sage. Could it be that Chu Feng felt that in my sea of ​​blood, he had absorbed too much blood and evil spirit, and wanted to sanctify me to make up for the debts I owed?

Has Chu Feng's conscience discovered it?

Although the ancestor of the Styx River is a bit weird, it is after all about sanctification and should not be underestimated. At the moment, Chu Feng and Hou Tu were quickly introduced into the Styx Palace.

However, when he entered the bedroom of the ancestor Styx, Chu Feng understood what it meant to enjoy life.

A huge scarlet spar, a carved crystal palace, on which Spiritual Qi swarms, like a sea of ​​clouds.

There are many maidservants around, standing respectfully on the side, and they look pretty and really pretty.

This Ashura clan has ugly male faces, and women are indeed beautiful and beautiful. I don't know what the ancestor of Styx thought when he created Ashura.

"That Chu Feng fellow daoist, what is it that you said to give me a chance to become a holy?" Old Ancestor Styx opened his mouth in an impatient manner.

Chu Feng did wave his hand, motioned to the ancestor Styx to wait a moment, and soon expelled Ashura from the surrounding area. This is what he said: "Fellow daoist Styx, let me tell you the truth!"

"I want to help fellow daoist Houtu, build the netherworld on the sea of ​​blood, I don't know you..."

Chu Feng hadn't finished speaking, but he saw Old Ancestor Styx suddenly stand up, looked at Chu Feng with disbelief, and said in a sharp voice, "Establishing Netherworld? Above the sea of ​​blood?"

"Chu Feng fellow daoist, are you... sure I heard you right?"

With one's own power, building the Nether and controlling Samsara, what a terrifying power this should be.

If you can really succeed, then it will naturally come from the heavens and become holy.

But is it possible? ? ?

Who can live this way? ? ?

Looking at the stunned eyes of the ancestor Styx, Chu Feng's face was flat and he said: "Stays fellow daoist, if you want to establish Six Paths of Reincarnation, you must be above this sea of ​​blood, with endless blood. Qi, nourishes the power of the source of the underworld, and only then can the six realms be truly established and Samsara can be reproduced."

Hearing this, the ancestor of Styx was directly confused.

This Chu Feng really dared to think about it, but if you imagine it carefully, what Chu Feng said is really possible to succeed, but it's still a bit difficult to establish Six Paths of Reincarnation.

The most important point is that it’s not good to stay alive, so do you have to build on a sea of ​​blood?

Isn't that on the top of own head? ? ? ?

But the problem is, what Chu Feng said was just trying to help Hou Tu to become holy. What does it have to do with his ancestor Styx? ? ?

Is it possible that after Hou Tu became a holy, his ancestor of the river can also continue to use the power of merit to achieve the position of Sage?

Seeing the weird face of the ancestor of Styx, Chu Feng's mouth was slightly raised, and he was flat: "Stays fellow daoist, you also know that you have imitated Nuwa to establish racial sanctification, but it’s no way. What I want to teach you is the method of sanctification that belongs to you!"

"I own the method of sanctification?" The ancestor of Styx looked at Chu Feng in disbelief with a look of disbelief, knowing that he doesn't have the grandeur and purple aura, especially if he can be holy without the grandeur and purple aura?

Although the current Ancestor Styx has completely refined the sea of ​​blood, incarnate three thousand five hundred and six hundred million blood gods, as long as the sea of ​​blood does not wither, his ancestor Styx will not die.

After all, as far as he was concerned, he had already determined the chance of being sacred, and he could only borrow this sea of ​​blood to help him achieve immortality, but it was still somewhat different from the immortality like Sage.

Sage, even if the prehistoric world is destroyed, there will be no scars, but his ancestor Styx is different, as long as this sea of ​​blood is evaporated, 386.1 billion blood gods will be beheaded and cleaned. Jing, his ancestor of the Styx River, can only end up with a dead end.

What's more, his Styx's strength is simply incomparable to Sage.

"Lao Ming, when I just passed through the sea of ​​blood, I saw your cut-out avatar, good fellow, it's 386.1 billion, which is quite a lot!"

Chu Feng smiled lightly.

Hearing this, the ancestor Styx also had a slight joy on his face. It can be said that this is his greatest pride. If it hadn’t been for Chu Feng to pit the Erbi sword, the speed at which he could refining the clone could still be How much faster!

"Of course, I don't know if Chu Feng fellow daoist has ever heard a sentence called, "The sea of ​​blood does not wither, and the Styx does not die!"

"My ancestor Styx is not much different from the immortal Sage except for my strength!"

"The sea of ​​blood does not wither, and the Styx does not die? Humph!"

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