The Prehistoric Kunpeng Will Never Give Way

The question of the ancestors of Styx is right to the point. There may be no problem in resurrecting the creatures on the beckoning banners, but the price is definitely not small.

Patriarch Styx is not a fool, on the contrary, he is careful and considerate everywhere.

The demon commanders and star gods in the main hall were all forced to go to the demon banners. At this time, when they heard the old ancestor Styx say this, their expressions were naturally even more ugly.

The Demon Emperor Jun couldn't help it. He stared at the ancestor Styx for a while before he laughed.

"The Daoist Styx is really a delicate mind. It does require some price to resurrect the life with this demon banner, but the Daoist can rest assured that if the Daoist falls, no matter how much the price is paid, I will definitely help the resurrection. !"

Di Jun said this beautifully, but the ancestor of Styx was abrupt in his heart.

Whether the relationship will resurrect you at that time depends on the mood of the other demon king. In this case, isn't it still in the hands of life and death control and Dijun?

What's more, in the eyes of the ancestors of Styx, if you want to go to the demon banner, I am afraid that it is not so simple to talk about it. It must be something to pay?

Ancestor Styx moved his eyes from side to side. He watched the expressions of every monster in this hall, but his mind couldn't help sinking.

The members of the monster clan were aggressive, and now they were in the heaven. Everything around them made the ancestors of the Styx feel very uneasy.

"Friend Dijun, I don't know what preparations need to be made to recruit demon banners?"

Although Old Ancestor Styx felt that something was not good, he had no other choice but to pretend to be calm and asked in detail.

If the price is not high, the ancestor Styx doesn't matter. His own methods are still somewhat certain to save his life, and it is not rare to wait for Emperor Jun to resurrect himself in the future.

When Old Ancestor Styx asked this, Di Jun and the other three demon emperors quickly exchanged glances, and Fuxi Demon Emperor laughed:

"Friends of Styx, if you want to recruit the demon banner, you only need to separate a trace of true spirit, and the operation is very simple."

Demon Emperor Fuxi said that the clouds were light and windy, but the ancestor of the river was shocked when he heard it.

As soon as he saw the demon race's posture, he knew that things were going to happen, but he didn't expect that these demon races turned out to be the idea of ​​the true spirits of the cultivators.

The effect of the true spirit on a monk is very clear to the ancestor of the Styx.

When the ancestor of Styx heard this, his heart suddenly raged, but he had to suppress his anger, and his face was still calm.

"Fuxi Daoist, this true spirit matters a lot. I don't know the four Daoists, but have you ever entered the beckoning banner?"

Ancestor Styx couldn't see any change in expression on his face, and his city mansion could be said to be bottomless.

The meaning of Styx’s question is obvious. It’s so good to recruit demon banners. You four demon emperors go up, don’t you have the same extra means of life-saving?

When the time comes, no matter which demon emperor falls, as long as the demon banner is in hand, he can resurrect the demon emperor at any time. Wouldn't it be better?

However, the four Demon Sovereign faces became gloomy one by one.

"Friend Styx, now it's about asking you to recruit demon banners. Is the problem too far away?"

Empress Nuwa was domineering, she raised her eyebrows, her eyes were cold, and those long and narrow eyes fixed on the ancestor of Styx.

Today's Nuwa Empress is already a quasi-sage corpse, and the ancestor of Styx is no more than the peak of the Daluo Jinxian, this strength is a lot worse.

Being stared at by Empress Nuwa like this, the ancestor of Styx was under tremendous pressure.

"Friends Nuwa, if the four of you are on the demon banner, I have nothing to say and immediately offer the true spirit. But if the four of you don't set an example, I'm afraid I will be forgiven for my life!"

The matter has reached this point, the ancestor of Styx sees nothing to do and can only give it a go.

"Styx, are you trying to find your own way?"

Donghuang Taiyi spoke proudly, his voice was like a thunderstorm, and his momentum was like a tiger, and his strong breath was like a violent wind wave, instantly submerging the ancestor of the Styx River.

Styx's face paled for a while, and he tried his best to stabilize his figure.

"Too one friend, your Demon Race and my Nether Blood Sea are both Kunpeng's enemies. We can work together and we can naturally benefit from each other, but if you persecute me Styx, I will also ask a few others for advice!"

Although Old Ancestor Styx speaks beautifully, with the strength of the Daluo Jinxian peak, he is not qualified to fight the four demon emperors.

"Hahaha, I don't know how high the sky is! Today I want to let you know who you can't afford to offend!"

Donghuang Taiyi Huo Ran got up, his powerful aura suddenly formed an invisible sharp blade, and slammed towards the ancestor of the Styx River.

With the quasi-sage strength and the power of the Chaos Clock, Donghuang Taiyi naturally did not put the ancestor of the river in his eyes.

"Tai One, don't deceive people too much!"

The ancestor of Styx roared, his blood robe surging, like a wave of blood emptied, and a bloody ocean appeared in the heaven in an instant.

"Boom!"

The sharp blade bombarded the sea of ​​blood, and a single stone caused a thousand waves!

The ancestor Styx's magical powers were instantly broken, and his face finally showed shock.

Donghuang Taiyi is very strong, even without the innate treasure, it is enough to crush Styx!

"1.296 million Blood God Sons, scattered!"

The ancestors of Styx were unwilling, but they could only choose to escape.

Now that the sea of ​​blood is occupied by the ancestor Kunpeng, the ancestor of the Styx River is already homeless, and his 1.296 million blood god son, the blood god son, has not been refined to the point of perfection at all, and now it is at most Countless drops of blood.

However, the blood escape technique of the ancestors of the Styx is unparalleled, as long as one of these blood gods escapes successfully, then he will be able to resurrect completely!

"Humph! If you are stubborn, let you try my too!"

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi came vertically and horizontally, the chaotic clock appeared in the void, and the chaotic divine light filled the sky, directly covering the tens of thousands of miles of space.

"The ten directions are imprisoned, the world is mixed!"

The Chaos Clock is the best at stabilizing fire, water and wind, and everything in the ten-square space is instantly still.

Time, space, the past and the future, all in all directions, everything is uncertain.

The 1.296 million Blood God Sons were all immobilized at once, and the God of Chaos Clock illuminated the entire heavenly court.

"Hunyuan Heluo Great Formation, get up!"

At this time, Di Jun also raised his hand to set up a large formation, for fear that the ancestor Styx would have any means.

The blood god children were trapped in the chaos and divine light, and their ability to escape was good. If they were against Taiyi's supernatural powers, it would be worthless.

"Friends of Styx, discuss something if you want!"

Di Jun hurriedly spoke, with an intention of persuasion.

"Brother, why bother talking nonsense with him, since Styx has two hearts, then kill him directly!"

Tai's face was embarrassed, and he looked like he was going to kill him.

"Friend Styx, you don't cut off the path when you go to the demon banner. There is still a great opportunity to break through in the future. I advise fellow daoists to think clearly!"

The Demon Emperor Fuxi also began to persuade the ancestor of the Styx River to come.

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