Honghuang: I, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, will never leave seclusion!

"How is it possible, that arm has not been 'corroded' clean!"

This scene suddenly stunned the River Styx on the side, and for thousands of years, the River Styx has condensed more than once into the 'red cloud'.

But every time he just stepped into it, his body was 'corroded' clean.

Without exception!

"Sure enough, Zhen Yuanzi, he really has a way to dissolve that 'red cloud'!"

The Styx was ecstatic in his heart, as if a drowning man had grasped the last straw, and he couldn't wait to rush the sea of blood now.

From Zhen Yuanzi's mouth, he learned the way to dissolve this 'red cloud'.

But he knew better that as a friend of Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi would definitely not have a good face for him, one of the 'culprits' that caused Hongyun's fall.

Not to mention telling him how to resolve this 'red cloud'.

He could only observe it on his own.

Styx was apprehensive in his heart, he could only hope that he and Zhen Motoko would not bear to see his friend's 'corpse' like this, and he would show his way to dissolve the 'red cloud'.

And Zhen Yuanzi did not disappoint the Styx.

Under the gaze of the Styx.

Zhen Yuanzi flipped his right hand, and an earthy yellow book appeared out of thin air.

A golden light of merit suddenly emerged from it and surged towards the 'red cloud'.

I saw that under the countless means of the Styx, the 'red cloud' that had not changed quickly dissipated under this meritorious golden light.

In just an instant, the 'red cloud' in a radius of millions dissipated, but... That's it.

Compared to the 'red cloud' that permeated the entire sea of blood, this emptied radius of a million miles was simply not worth mentioning.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhen Yuanzi was not depressed, but there was a look of determination in his eyes.

He has the Book of the Land in hand, and although the merit of combing the veins of the flood wasteland is not much, the victory is long-lasting, and there will always be a day when he can wipe out all the 'calamity qi'.

"Red Cloud Daoist... In this life, you will be truly liberated! "

After Zhen Motoko left.

The River Styx slowly rose from the sea of blood, looking at the sea of blood that had been purified for a million miles, where was the previous despair in his eyes.

"Merit... It turns out that the nemesis of this 'red cloud' is the power of merit!

"That's right, I should have thought of it a long time ago, the power of merit is the nemesis of all the power of yin and evil, and this 'red cloud' is naturally no exception!"

Styx was ecstatic at this time.

Although he knew that it would be extremely difficult to accumulate the merit of destroying this 'red cloud'.

But he is not afraid of difficulties, but of hopelessness.

As long as he has the means to eliminate this 'red cloud', sooner or later, he can completely wipe out this 'red cloud'.

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"Merit... In

the sea of blood, Styx pondered how to obtain merit.

For a quasi-saint, it is not difficult to obtain merit, it is difficult to obtain a lot of merit, or even to have a path that can always reap merit.

And if the Styx wants to wear out the 'red cloud' above the sea of blood, the merit required is absolutely massive.

Styx's mind constantly recalled the beginning and end of each large number of meritorious events in the flood.

"The demon race has established the Heavenly Court with a lot of merit falling, the power of the East China Sea has opened up the world, and a lot of merit has fallen for strengthening the flood and wilderness."

"Nuwa saints have created a whole new race and have brought down a lot of merit, and when other saints have established their religions and become holy, they have also fallen merits!"

"By the way, there is also that town Yuanzi, that town Yuanzi combed the flood wasteland vein with the book of the earth, in order to obtain merit continuously."

In addition to Pangu Kaitian, the only few times that Styx knows that a lot of merit has fallen.

Opening up the world and strengthening the flood famine, this kind of thing does not need to be thought of, and the Styx directly denies this idea.

The merit of the demon race to establish the heavenly court fell because it promised to comb the stars, and the ancient stars of the flood desolation are related to the spiritual energy in the flood wilderness.

The demon race combs through the stars, so it will fall merit, and it is still a steady stream of merit.

Nuwa Saint artificial human Heavenly Dao fell merit, perhaps creating a new race in the flood, there will be a lot of merit.

Other saints established religions, and the merit is the commitment to edify all beings.

"If it's me..." "

Heavenly Court... Making people... Li Jiao..."

Styx kept deducing in his heart, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and then his figure moved, swimming directly towards the depths of the sea of blood.

The Nether Blood Sea, which can be called a sea, is not only vast and vast, but also as deep as the ocean.

Under the Netherworld Sea of Blood, I don't know how many billions of miles away from the surface of the sea.

Here, is the negative pole of flood and desolation, the land of heaven and earth to the yin.

Innately able to attract the yin qi between heaven and earth, I saw hundreds of millions of unjust souls sinking into the depths of this sea of blood.

The originally scarlet sea of blood on this side was dyed pitch black.

"That's you!" Styx looked at the countless souls, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face.

As the Lord of the Sea of Blood, Styx was born to practice the Avenue of Blood, the Avenue of Killing, and was not proficient in the Dao of Creation.

Naturally, it is impossible to create people like the Nuwa saints.

However....

With a wave of his big hand, Styx directly grabbed several remnants of remnants in his hand.

In the midst of the flood and desolation, it is normal to fierce combat methods, hurt people's Yuan Gods, and scatter people's souls, so the souls here are rarely complete.

In addition, the sea of blood already has a dirty soul Yuan God, these mutilated souls have sunk in the sea of blood for an unknown amount of time, and the spiritual wisdom has long been erased.

At this time, he was caught by the Styx in his hands, and did not react in the slightest.

The Styx grasped several crippled souls in one hand, and a cloud of blood sea water in the other hand, and closed his hands.

Those remnant souls merged into the waters of the sea of blood.

The Avenue of Blood appeared behind the River Styx, and a vitality slowly emerged from the water of the sea of blood that was integrated into the remnant soul.

I saw that under the impetus of this vitality, the blood slowly began to emerge in the shape of the body, and the whole body with four heads and eight arms was deformed like a monster.

Styx frowned, raised his hand to a little of this blood water, and the head of the arm that had been randomly grown everywhere suddenly became regular.

More than a thousand zhang tall, four heads and eight arms, green face and fangs, looks fierce and powerful, but those eight eyes are empty and godless, there is a body and a soul, but there is no spiritual intelligence!

In this regard, Styx did not care, raised his hand and pointed out, and the light of spirit suddenly surged out of his empty eyes.

"I've seen God the Father!" The four-headed eight-armed creature immediately bowed to the River Styx and shouted loudly in their mouths.

"Haha! Sure enough..." Looking at the creature in front of him, Styx suddenly burst out laughing.

Then, a quasi-saint mana did not hesitate and poured into the boundless sea of blood around him.

The endless sea of blood suddenly rushed towards the billions of remnant souls below, and each ball of blood sea water swallowed several remnant souls to build a complete soul.

And because the water of the sea of blood is inherently yin, it is difficult to completely integrate it when facing the yang soul.

All of them are the same as the creatures created before the Styx, with many hands and arms, or multiple heads and feet, looking extraordinary, but full of hideousness.

And in the face of the Yin Soul, I easily fused it into one, completely and completely, and the creatures created were all graceful and colorful, and I saw pity.

Then, under the influence of the blood avenue of the Styx, the breath of life was exuded, and spiritual wisdom was derived.

Almost in the blink of an eye, hundreds of millions of living beings had already appeared in the depths of this originally lifeless Nether Blood Sea.

Billions of living beings are feverishly looking at the Styx above, and their mouths are constantly chanting Father God.

"Haha!" The River Styx looked at billions of living beings and was overjoyed in his heart.

Turned around and faced upwards in a salute.

"The way of heaven is above, and now I have created a spirit in the Styx, and my name is Shura!"

"With the Asura clan to establish the Asura Sect, with the Twelve Pinye Fire Red Lotus and the Yuan Tu A-nose Two Sword to suppress Qi Luck, the Asura Sect is established."

The sound of the Styx fell, and the sky above hundreds of millions of miles immediately reacted, the golden light rolled, and the golden clouds of merit kept pouring out from the void.

Then it suddenly fell towards the Nether Blood Sea below, canceling out the calamity aura above the Nether Blood Sea.

Seeing this scene, the Styx River in the depths of the Nether Blood Sea was suddenly extremely surprised.

At the same time, a realization slowly emerged in his heart, allowing him to understand the beginning and end of this heavenly merit.

After a long time, the golden light of merit in the sky fell, but the 'aura of calamity' above the vast sea of blood was only one of a hundred.

But even so, it was enough to surprise Styx's heart.

What's more, there was another message that made Styx even more happy, that is, the beginning and end of his merit from the Heavenly Dao.

It was not the merit he had imagined for the creation of living beings and the establishment of great teachings.

In the midst of the flood, the merit of creating living beings will not fall, and the creation of great teachings will not fall merit.

The reason why the Asura clan he created would have great merit was because of the billions of remnant souls he used to create the Asura clan.

Let those remnant souls that should have sunk in the sea of blood, until they were destroyed, have the merit of life again.

Moreover, this merit did not fall all at once, and with the future in this Nether Sea of Blood, it gradually absorbed countless remnant souls from the flood waste.

The Heavenly Dao will also bring down a steady stream of merit, although the number cannot be compared with this time, but the victory is continuous.

And there is....

The smile on the face of the Styx ancestor was slightly stiff.

There is also the fact that the Asura clan uses the water of the blood sea as its body, which to a certain extent curbs the expansion of the Nether Blood Sea.

Prevent the Netherworld Blood Sea from invading more floods and desolate worlds, and turn them into a dark place!

As the Lord of the Sea of Blood, no, it should be said that as the Sea of Blood, Styx couldn't help but feel embarrassed when he saw this source of merit, even with a quasi-sacred heart.

However, the Nether Blood Sea was actually big enough, and the Styx River had always allowed the Blood Sea to expand on its own, and he had never thought of letting the Sea of Blood flood the flood.

Besides, how much blood sea water can this Asura family pump, above, the water of the blood sea that the 'red cloud' wiped out in a day.

I am afraid that it can support the consumption of the Asura family for tens of millions of years.

Looking at the billions of creatures below who he named Shura, Styx's face showed majesty.

With a wave of his hand, billions of rays of light shot out and entered the sea of knowledge of a Venerable Shura.

"This is the method of cultivation, and from now on they will multiply and practice in this sea of blood, and they must not easily step into the sea of blood without the permission of the Buddha-figure."

"Yes, Father!"

Hundreds of millions of Asuras responded at the same time, sounding Megatron.

Looking at the Asura clan belonging to his own team, Styx was overjoyed in his heart.

Although it is a soul pieced together by a remnant soul, under his mana, it is all complete, and the understanding is not against the sky, but it is definitely a normal level.

Coupled with the condensation of his body by the water of the sea of blood, this Asura clan was born extraordinary and had amazing combat power, and it would definitely be his helper in the future.

Moreover, as long as there are still creatures falling in the flood and desolation, this Asura clan means his endless merit.

Sooner or later, he will be able to wipe out this 'red cloud'.

He was no longer worried, after a few calamities, his Nether Blood Sea was wiped out, and the Styx River was finally relieved at this time.

"No..."

Styx's face suddenly changed.

"Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

The danger of the sea of blood was temporarily lifted, and while Styx breathed a sigh of relief, his mind gradually cleared up.

Looking at the 'red cloud' above the sea of blood, various thoughts kept popping up in his mind.

He suddenly thought that the merit that had fallen from the previous day had not been used by him to hurry to offset that 'red cloud'.

Instead, it was collected first and covered with the sea of blood, isolating the contact between the 'red cloud' and the sea of blood.

That large group of merits, coupled with the endless merits of the Asura family.

Not only can he eliminate one percent of the 'red cloud', but maybe it will also make his blood sea no longer have to be corroded by that 'red cloud'.

And...

If he left that merit, wouldn't he be able to use the merit to protect himself and step into that 'red cloud', while annihilating the 'red cloud', while looking for that Hongmeng purple qi?

The more Styx thought about it, the more he couldn't help but feel heartache.

"Grass... Rate! "

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