Prehistoric: The Most Powerful Master of Xuandu in History

Styx Ancestor's heart was now filled with two mixed emotions: anger and worry.

The anger was because Xuandu was still underestimating him, and he was hit hard by the top supernatural power, so it can be said that this was the first time since the birth of the Styx Ancestor that he was so despised.

But there is nothing to be done.

The worry is because Xuandu's combat power has exceeded his expectations, compared to the time when he fought in Heavenly Court, Xuandu's combat power has obviously improved a little.

It's just a desolate demon!

This creature from the Terran race has broken the perception of the Terran and the acquired creatures of the wilderness, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he created a legend by himself.

Compared to the six Heavenly Dao Saints, it is even more awe-inspiring.

Taking a deep breath, Styx calmed down and kept telling himself, 'If the sea of blood does not dry up, he will not die'.

In other words, he is absolutely unkillable, and there is no need to be afraid of this monster in front of him.

"Xuandu, I didn't want to sacrifice this last form, but you forced me. "

Styx said slowly, as if he was making a big decision, but it made Xuandu look forward to it even more.

Under the gaze of Xuandu, the true body of the Styx gradually grew 07, reaching tens of thousands of feet, trampling on the sea of blood, covering the sky, and then, shouted:

"Ten Directions Killing Thoughts, Inflict on My Body!"

Tens of thousands of zhang true bodies are magnificent, producing an infinite devouring force, incorporating the killing intent of the ten directions between the desolate world and the desolation into the body.

All living beings have killing thoughts, and the Styx Ancestor actually wants to incorporate the killing thoughts of hundreds of millions of living beings between heaven and earth into his body.

This is extremely dangerous even for the Styx Ancestor of the Quasi-Saint Peak Realm, and he may be swallowed by the killing thoughts of hundreds of millions of living beings at any time, and at worst he will fall, or at least his mind will be greatly damaged and he will fall into a demonic obstacle.

It's no wonder that he doesn't want to use this kind of magical power, it is simply a terrible magical power that kills people and hurts himself.

With the killing intent of hundreds of millions of beings in heaven and earth poured into his body, the killing intent on the Styx Ancestor had already condensed into substance, his eyes were scarlet, and he let out a low roar like a beast, but there was still a trace of reason left, and it was not completely devoured.

"Seven killings, kill the saint with yourself!"

In the name of killing the saint, the 'saint' here must refer to the mixed yuan saint, who wants to kill the mixed yuan saint with the power of non-mixed yuan, you can imagine the expectations of the Styx ancestor for this magical power.

At this moment, Styx didn't even use the Yuan Tu and Ah Bi double swords, as if these two killing sword weapons were not enough to carry the endless killing intent.

Instead, he turned into a sword with his body, and tens of thousands of zhang real bodies turned into a three-foot Qingfeng in an instant, carrying hundreds of millions of souls to kill Xuandu.

Quantitative change causes qualitative change, and the hundreds of millions of kills in one have actually given birth to a strange power, and in this power, Xuandu feels a kind of extreme killing intent.

This power can cut the connection between the Heavenly Dao and the saints, and it has the power to kill the saints.

"The fusion of the ten directions of killing intent actually has the ability to truly kill saints, no wonder Styx has never used this magical power, if it is targeted by the saints, life will not be easy. "

Xuandu said secretly, the Mixed Yuan Saint is extinguished, the Saint is immortal, if he knows that there is a force that threatens their life and death, he will never make the Styx feel better.

He just wanted to use the body of an ordinary Mixed Yuan Saint to become a Xuanhuang Heavenly Blood Dao Body, supplemented by the power of the Law of Killing and the Law of Time and Space, to resist this power of killing saints.

But at this time, he knew the innate killing supreme treasure killing spear in the sea, but suddenly there was a strange movement, as if he sensed the existence of the power of killing saints, and it kept trembling, letting out a soft roar!

Xuandu was connected to his heart, and at this moment, from this innate killing to the treasure killing divine spear, he actually sensed the desire to desire.

This god-killing spear actually wants to devour the power of saint-killing!

"God-killing spear? Saint-killing spear? Could it be that the god-killing spear that devours the power of saint-killing will really have the power of saint-killing?"

Xuan Du was shaken by a bold thought that suddenly popped into his heart, but if it was true, it would not hurt him at all.

After thinking about it, Xuandu sacrificed the Innate Killing Supreme Treasure Killing Divine Spear, and poured the power of the Infinite Killing Law into the body of the spear, urging its power to the extreme.

Then he threw it at the three-foot blue blade that the Styx had turned into, and the spear head swallowed the edge, colliding with the three-foot blue blade.

Thundered!

The void was shattered, the sea of blood was churning, and by the time everything returned to clarity, the three-foot Qingfeng had already recovered into the original size of the body of the River Styx.

Out of his chest, a bowl-sized blood hole appeared, blood continued to flow out, and the killing intent of the ten directions had all been lost.

And after the god-killing spear devoured the power of the saint-killing gun, mysterious patterns appeared on the body of the gun, and when held in the hand, it was like a cold iron, exuding cold killing intent, causing the surrounding temperature to drop to the extreme in an instant.

Obviously, the power of the god-killing spear that devoured the power of killing saints has risen to a notch, and even Xuan Du can't estimate how far it has reached.

"Hahaha~ Xuandu, even your god-killing spear can't kill the ancestor! The sea of blood is not dry, the River Styx is not dead, the ancestor has 480 million blood god sons in the sea of blood, see how you can kill me." "

After Styx completely regained his senses, it seemed that the bowl of blood in his lower chest was a big hole in the mouth, and after laughing loudly a few times, his body suddenly turned into a pool of blood and sprinkled into a sea of blood.

Immediately afterwards, in the endless sea of blood, his true body was recondensed again, but this 347 once, although his physical body was intact, his mind was seriously injured and his spirit was sluggish.

It seems that even if the sea of blood does not dry up and the River Styx does not die, but the injuries are still there, such a River Styx cannot pose any threat to Xuan at all.

"Can't you really kill you? I still don't believe it. "

Xuandu successively hit Styx with several space-time supernatural powers, causing his body to shatter several times, but they could all quickly condense in the sea of blood.

It seems that there is no other way than to steam the sea of dried blood, and if you want to kill the Styx.

However, in the time that Xuan Du had shattered the Styx several times, he had already grabbed the Twelve Rank Karma Fire Red Lotus and the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, and it didn't matter if he was killed or not.

"Styx, Poor Dao will lend you half of the sea of blood again. "

"Time and space are broken!"

"Two Realms Cut!"

Xuandu once again played two laws of time and space, dividing the sea of blood into two, blocking the advance of the River Styx, and directly occupying half of the endless sea of blood.

This made Styx extremely angry, Xuandu had already taken away his twelve karmic fire red lotus and Xuanyuan water control flag, two supreme treasures, and now he had taken half of his sea of blood.

If the killing intent can kill, Xuandu doesn't know how many times he has died under the killing intent of the River Styx.

Xuandu took this half of the endless sea of blood, which was naturally robbed by the Houtu, and reincarnation was about to be born after all, which was a fact that even he couldn't change. _

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