The Emperor of the Netherworld

Li Xuan took out the fragments of the Open Heaven God Axe and the Sun and Moon God Wheel.

Using the innate spirit treasure of the Sun and Moon Divine Wheel as the material, the Heavenly God Axe Fragments were refined.

When the materials were ready, the sound of the system sounded.

"Ding, sacrifice to open the crumbs of the god axe, and ask for the shape - the sword.

Build a channel, connect stably, and begin to draw willingness. "

The Celestial Axe Fragments and the Sun and Moon Divine Wheel flew up and levitated at the same time.

The same goes for Li Xuan.

Under the traction of the system, Li Xuan came to the outside of the underworld, in the sea of blood.

"Ding, the draw is completed, a total of 20 million wish points. The method of sacrificial refining has been transmitted to the host's consciousness, please forge it by yourself, and the system will give assistance. "

Li Xuan closed his eyes and digested the method of sacrifice and refining, and opened his eyes after half a ring, with a confident smile.

The Sacrifice requires the Fire of the Tunnels and the Hellfire of the Eighteen Hells.

The latter is easy to say, and the former needs the help of Houtu.

The divine thoughts spread out and informed the Houtu.

Houtu flashed to the front of the underworld, and said worriedly: "Or, I will sacrifice for you for the teacher." "

The shawl on Houtu's body is shining and gorgeous.

Da Luo Jin Immortal wants to refine the Chaos Supreme Treasure Open Heavenly God Axe, even if it is a crumb, this is a bit of a fantasy.

Li Xuan shook his head and said seriously: "Master rest assured, the disciple is absolutely sure and will not be reckless." "

When Houtu heard this, his brows relaxed a little, but he still didn't relax.

She was still worried.

No matter how much persuasion was useless, Li Xuan no longer explained, but started directly.

Immortal Yuan poured out, turning into a giant hand and sweeping towards the eighteenth layer of hell.

Starting from the first level of Hell, a raging flame is drawn from each layer of Hell.

These are the flames that represent sin, and at the same time the flames that burn and purify sin.

When the giant hand was withdrawn, Li Xuan pinched the seal with both hands and played a string of magic duels.

The transparent magic seal fell on the flames, like a pair of invisible hands, forcibly fusing the eighteen flames together.

Snort....

The flames violently resisted, burned wildly.

However, all in vain.

Under the compression of the Dharma Seal, the eighteen flames were finally condensed into a seven-colored flame.

The seven colors represent the seven deadly sins of living beings, and they are also the power of hellfire.

Throw the Sun and Moon Wheel into the Hellfire, and use the water of the Lethe River as an accelerant to make the Hellfire burn more intensely.

Li Xuan sat down cross-legged and played a series of magic duels from time to time.

It took seven hundred and forty-nine days to refine the Sun and Moon Divine Wheel into two masses of liquid.

Fuse the two masses of liquid together and imagine the sword in your heart.

After a few moments, the rudiments of the sword began to take shape, forming the sword fetus.

Remove the Hellfire.

The two sides of the sword tire show very different colors.

One side was as red as blood, and the scorching heat came from the pavement.

One side is as light blue as blue, and the cold spreads for thousands of miles.

Li Xuan nodded with satisfaction, it is not easy to have two attributes, and they can fit perfectly and achieve a balance.

Li Xuan withdrew the immortal yuan and let the sword fetus fall into the sea of blood.

Suddenly, a large amount of white mist rose up.

There was also a foul smell mixed with it.

The sea of blood is the place where the desolation and filth condense.

All true immortals who cultivate for a moment will not be allowed to enter.

The bloody mist-filled killing fog can instantly capture the monk's soul and turn him into a walking corpse.

Wandering in the sea of blood all day long, sucking the essence and blood of past creatures.

Snort....

After a while, the sea of blood began to churn.

The scarlet sea swelled upward, and huge bubbles burst on the surface of the sea.

Cold brewing with the water of the sea of blood can make the sword fetus have the property of suppressing evil and removing filth.

The underworld is not a sea of blood, not a place to hide filth and filth.

Later generations described the dearth as terrifying, and at the same time rendered it too filthy.

Li Xuan didn't like this very much!

The underworld, as the home of the soul, is supposed to be a pure place.

Otherwise, what is the use of the judge?

The cold brew lasted for more than half a month, and Li Xuan took it out.

Thousands of miles away from the underworld, the sea of blood, the Shura clan gathered here to greet their ancestor, the ancestor of the River Styx.

During this time, the Shura tribe was miserable.

Don't dare to get close to the underworld at all and prey on the souls of the dead.

They are nostalgic for the old days, when there was no underworld.

The desolate world is full of dead spirits, preying on them at will.

Since the establishment of the underworld, the rules of heaven and earth have changed.

The souls of the dead no longer wander around, but will be led to the underworld.

Only by getting close to the underworld can it be possible to wait for the opportunity to prey on the undead.

This is extremely risky for the Shura.

Because the underworld contains an authentic atmosphere, it is a deadly poison for the Shura people.

Once contaminated, he died on the spot.

The Styx Ancestor hung above the sea of blood, looking out in the direction of the underworld.

The four demon kings of the Shura clan, the four demon generals knelt on the sea, not daring to be disrespectful.

"Ancestor, that Netherworld Emperor is too deceitful. Sacrificing soldiers in the sea of blood of our tribe is a provocation to the Shura tribe. "

The Great Brahma Demon King said in a low voice.

"Surely the ancestor will exterminate the underworld and raise the divine power of my Shura clan!"

Zizi Tianbo Xun also said respectfully, and his words contained fanaticism.

It was an extreme belief in the Styx Ancestors.

The Styx Ancestor was covered in a layer of blood, and he couldn't see it really.

He was not tall, like a rickety old man.

But he stood there, and the whole sea of blood seemed to be suppressed.

The sea is calm and calm, and there is no ripple.

Li Xuan naturally sensed this kind of abnormality.

Looking up and grinning in that direction, it was full of provocation.