Chapter 840

The sea of blood does not wither, and the Styx river does not die. Among the three worlds of heaven, earth and man, only the ancestor of the Styx River can be called this title. In the quasi saint, the ancestor of the Styx River also exists extremely difficult. Even if the saint wants to kill him, it is not easy.

The sea of blood is surging, and the dark sea of blood is too vast. There are Asura people living in the sea of blood. From time to time, you can hear the sound of strange laughter and roar echoing over the sea of blood, and you can also see countless blood shadows crisscross over the sea of blood.

Buzz!

The void trembled and the waves came. Ye Xuan stepped out one step and appeared in the sky over the sea of blood. With his appearance, countless terrible ghosts appeared in all directions. He came to kill Ye Xuan with a ferocious and cruel roar.

Boom!

The Buddha Dharma is boundless and the light shines. Ye Xuan holds his hands together and recites the Vajra Sutra in his mouth. Where the Buddha light passes, these ghosts suddenly turn into black smoke, and the sound of desolate howling comes from their mouth.

"Styx!"

Ye Xuan was indifferent and without waves. His eyes looked deep into the sea of blood. He was calling the name of the ancestor of the Styx River in his mouth, which made the whole dark sea of blood turn into a towering wave, and there was a great shock at the moment.

"The thief is bald. He really deceives me. No one in the dark sea of blood can't do it?"

Wheeze!

The two swords of killing and cutting came, and the two swords of Yuan Tu a bi appeared. When they fell towards Ye Xuan, the four blood shadows surrounded Ye Xuan in the center in an instant.

Dangdang!

Two roars came, and ye Xuan didn't see any action. Yuan Tu a Bi's two swords were blown out, which didn't cause any damage to Ye Xuan at all.

"Ask your master to come out." Ye Xuan smiled.

"The thief is bald. Just because you want to see my master?"

Shiva scolded coldly, yuan tu'a's two swords clanked, and the gas killing machine locked Ye Xuan, but he never shot Ye Xuan, but he had a dignified look in his eyes.

At this time, the Youming blood sea is in a great crisis. Since the Taoist priest came to ask the ancestor of the Styx river for Hongmeng purple gas, the ancestor of the Styx River also hid in the Youming blood sea to speed up the time to understand Hongmeng purple gas.

However, the whole Youming blood sea is completely sealed by zhunti. No one of the Asura family can escape here for half a step, and Shiva, as a disciple of the old ancestor of the Styx River, also shoulders the important task of guarding the Youming blood sea.

Today, Buddhists come here again. Although they are not saints, they dare to come here alone. Obviously, the other party's cultivation can never be ordinary. It must bring a great crisis to the Youming blood sea.

"Styx, borrow and return. This is the cause and effect. Even if you are given another million years, you will not understand the Hongmeng purple Qi." Ye Xuan's voice echoed over the Youming blood sea, which also made a great change in the Youming blood sea.

Wow, wow!

The sea of blood turned to the sky, and the waves rolled up. The ancestor of the Styx River quietly emerged on the wave. The blood light and hostility around him were blooming slightly, and his eyes were looking at Ye Xuan.

"Master!" Shiva bowed and then retreated behind the Styx ancestor.

"I have never heard of a figure like you in Buddhism since I lived in the famine. I don't know who my friend is. What does it have to do with the two saints in the west?" The Styx ancestor spoke coldly.

I haven't seen him for tens of thousands of years. The ancestor of Styx river hasn't changed much, but his face is more sad. It seems that he has been suffering day and night for tens of thousands of years. At the moment, he is more cautious in facing Ye Xuan.

The ancestor of the Styx river was conceived by the Youming blood sea, which was transformed by the dirty blood of the great God Pangu. Speaking of it, the ancestor of the Styx river was also born by the blood of Pangu. He can say that he knows all the ancient quasi saints.

However, ye Xuan turned into Qingming Buddha and came here today. He didn't know this person at all, and the most heavy thing for the ancestor of Styx was that the other party's cultivation was far better than him, which gave him an extremely strong sense of threat.

"My name is Qingming. I'm the younger martial brother of the two saints in the West. I'm here today just to recover the purple Qi of Hongmeng." Ye Xuan smiled.

"Hum!"

The ancestor of Styx River snorted coldly, "Taoist friend, although your cultivation is far better than me, the Hongmeng purple Qi is not on my ancestor. You'd better go back and forth from where."

"Oh?"

Ye Xuan smiled and looked at the old Styx ancestor's eyes and said, "in those days, ye Xuan lent you Hongmeng purple gas. Now you say Hongmeng purple gas is not on you. Isn't it a joke?"

"You... Where did you hear about it?"

"Have you... Have you seen Ye Xuan?"

The ancestor of the Styx river suddenly changed his face. A killing opportunity crossed his eyes. It was obvious that ye Xuan said the central thing, which also made his mind fluctuate to the extreme.

"I've seen more than that. He asked me to come to ask you for Hongmeng purple gas on his behalf. I don't know if you still don't pay it back?" Ye Xuan smiled.

The old ancestor of Styx changed slightly, then turned his eyes and said with a wild smile: "emperor Ye Tiandi made friends with his ancestor and even his ancestors. In the first war between the two heavenly courts, he was brought back to the Western Paradise by the two saints of the West. Now you monk said that the Hongmeng purple gas is in my hands with his name. Isn't this a big joke?"

"According to what you mean, aren't you ready to pay it back?"

Ye Xuan's smile disappeared and he was surrounded by Buddha light, which also made the old ancestor of Styx sneer and say: "if ye Xuan came here in person, my ancestor will naturally explain to him. It's a pity that you western religion want to take care of my ancestor. You're just wishful thinking."

"Boy, don't tell me that I didn't remind you. What if your accomplishments are better than me? That zhunti can't kill me. Unless you destroy the whole sea of Youming blood, I don't think your western religion can do anything to me! "

The ancestor of Styx has broken the pot. Now that he has been watched by the two saints of the west, it has become a foregone conclusion. Hongmeng purple gas is his last hope. It is not easy to kill him if he wants to hand over this thing.

"The world says that the ancestor of the Styx river has cultivated himself into heaven and is extremely difficult to deal with in the quasi saint. Today I will try. Is this true?"

"Amitabha!"

Ye Xuan recited the Buddha's name high, and the hand was the Buddha in his hand. A Buddha's virtual shadow crossed the sea of blood and went directly to the Styx ancestor.

"Thief bald, dare you?"

Being bullied to come to the door has greatly disgraced the ancestor of Styx. At the moment, ye Xuan shot at him, which completely ignored his ancestor of Styx. This also made the three corpse gods of Styx jump violently, attracted yuan tu'a nose and two swords, and directly killed Ye Xuan.

Boom!

In the palm of the Buddha Kingdom, ye Xuan killed two swords. Ye Xuan fought with the ancestors of the Styx river. Suddenly, the whole dark sea of blood churned violently, which affected the eighteen layers of hell and attracted the attention of many underground dignitaries.

The Youming blood sea is not only a forbidden area in the underworld, but also the territory of the ancestors of the Styx River, and the ancestors of the Styx River are definitely one of the greatest figures in the underworld. When the Youming blood sea begins to turmoil, it is impossible not to attract the attention of all figures in the underworld.