"Who? Who did it!" Zhulong was furious, and the land of thousands of miles fell into darkness without a trace of light.
All the masters in the land of thousands of miles were swallowed up by darkness.
"Look back in time!"
Zhulong used magic to try to trace back time and find out the murderer.
However, Fuxi's post-processing was perfect, and Zhulong couldn't find anything.
"You dare to kill my son, and you can defeat me with one move. Who are the ancestors of Qilin, the empress, Taoist Hongjun, Donghuang Taiyi, Emperor Jun... who are you?"
Zhulong thought of a series of names, but he didn't think of Lin Fan.
Zhulong believed that Lin Fan was only at the fifth level of Sainthood, and even with his innate treasures, he couldn't defeat him with all his strength, so he had to rule it out first.
"Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi? Impossible." Zhulong objected to the two at first.
"The two of them have been chased by dragon masters like lost dogs. There is absolutely no way they can attack Guang'er."
"Taoist Hongjun? If you don't change the ancient food, it can't be Hongjun!"
"Ancestor Qilin, the Empress? It must be you. You want to unify the ancient world, gain the luck of heaven and earth, break through in one fell swoop, and become a saint." After thinking for a while, Zhulong felt that the Empress and the Ancestor Qilin were the most likely.
The two of them are in the same realm as him, and they are both pursuing further progress. The three tribes are in conflict with each other, so they have a reason to take action.
"Ao Guang, don't worry, dad will avenge you..."
Zhulong collected Ao Guang's corpse, closed his eyes, and turned the entire space into Ao Guang's mausoleum, burying it in darkness and sealing it forever.
"Dad will definitely avenge you. Phoenix and Qilin tribes, I want you to pay with blood, and I want you to feel the pain of bereavement. I will use all my troops to destroy your entire clan like the demon clan."
The whispers echoed like curses.
Zhulong's grief was unknown, but Lin Fan and the murderer Nuwa embarked on a treasure hunt and outing in the ancient times. The euphemistic name was to give the future saint Nuwa more opportunities to train.
As for Fuxi's electric light bulb, Lin Fan pitifully drove him back to Buzhou Mountain to study the formation.
"Damn it! One day, I will use my formation to trap you for ten thousand years." Fuxi drew circles on Lin Fan's back and vowed to devote himself to studying the magical power of formation.
...
The sea of blood in the underworld, the waves of blood surging into the sky
The sweeping blood wolves rushed towards the sky, dyeing the sky an evil dark red, and even the sun in the sky was strangely blood red.
There is no trace of evil in the sea of blood.
If you listen carefully, you will hear the struggles and pain of countless souls.
Countless souls are wandering in the blood waves, and they are all souls who have fallen into the blood sea and cannot escape.
The strongest among these souls are quasi-sages, and the weakest are ordinary beasts, commonly known as the five scum of war, the kind that were beaten by primitive people, such as ordinary lions and tigers.
The wail of the soul is accompanied by a more terrifying cry, like the wind blowing from the abyss of death.
As the cry passed by, the soul that sank into the sea of blood was shattered by the sound waves. Then the soul reorganized and experienced the torture of sound waves again.
Repeatedly, it is more terrifying than purgatory.
There are pieces of red lotus ghost fire floating over the sea of blood, and there is endless resentment, hatred, and darkness hidden in the fire.
Suddenly, a pair of strong hands appeared in the void above the sea of blood. The hands grabbed the void, like grabbing both sides of a cabinet, and gently pushed it open.
A portal appeared in the void.
Someone used great supernatural powers to break through the space and directly reach the blood sea.
Lin Fan and Nuwa walked out of the door, and the portal formed by the void closed.
Nuwa's eyes were full of exploration, and she looked around curiously.
"Senior Lin Fan, is this the Netherworld Sea of Blood? So beautiful!"
Lin Fan: "..."
There are fierce winds and waves everywhere, but where is the beauty? The half-step quasi-sage is here, and you will die if you are not careful. Even the quasi-sage is in danger of falling.
Lin Fan was sealed in the depths of the Blood Sea for three hundred years, but as a result, several of the Styx Ancestors who had not come out for three hundred years had already become empty and sick.
The evil energy all over his body became more and more terrifying, seeping out of the seal placed by Lin Fan, turning the sea of blood into even more evil.
Normally Daluo Jinxian would not dare to come to the sea of blood.
"Look, that flower is so beautiful." Nuwa pointed to a red blood lotus floating above the sea of blood.
The blood lotus is bright and beautiful in color, revealing an enchanting beauty.
Big and boundless, with a small world wrapped inside.
This is the second lotus flower born in the sea of blood.
Although it is not as good as the twelfth-grade innate treasure Chaos Blood Lotus that fell into Lin Fan's hands, it is not bad either.
The lotus is a world of its own, both a magic weapon and a plant.
"Yes, she's so beautiful." Lin Fan agreed and used a head-touching kill on Nuwa.
"So beautiful that any quasi-sage who passes by will become nourishment for the blood lotus."
This is a magic lotus.
Can the blood lotus grown in the hell of soul pain be normal?
If the soul in purgatory endures pain that is worse than death, and death is worse than life, then the pain endured by the soul in the sea of blood is tens of millions of times greater than that of the soul in purgatory.
"So cruel?" Nuwa quickly retracted her hand, but she still couldn't help but glance at the blood lotus.
Girls are not immune to beautiful flowers and plants.
"Those fires are pretty, too."
Nuwa pointed to the sea mass above the sea of blood.
The fire ball is moving and looks very cute and beautiful.
"The more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is." Lin Fan said earnestly, telling Nuwa about his experiences in the world.
"These fires are born from resentment and hatred, and feed on death and souls. They are very ferocious. If Daluo Jinxian touches them, his soul will fly away."
"So dangerous?"
"Of course, there is danger everywhere in the Netherworld Blood Sea. Especially in the depths of the Blood Sea, there is a big demon sealed. I heard that it comes out to do evil every year, and the quasi-sage is afraid when he sees it."
Lin Fan spoke in the tone of telling a horror story, emphasizing the terror of the big devil.
Nuwa leaned closer to Lin Fan.
The Styx Ancestor in the seal roared repeatedly and hit the seal with his head.
What a bully!
After being sealed for three hundred years and still being exploited, do you still have any mercy?
Dong Dong...
The force of the impact was transmitted to the blood sea through the seal, causing more dangerous waves in the blood sea.
However, this dangerous wave fell into the eyes of Lin Fan and Nuwa, but it was a rare beauty.
If the wave comes within ten feet of him, it will be wiped out by Lin Fan's Heavenly Sword Qi.
"The big devil is so fierce, he won't even let anyone talk." Nuwa curled her lips and looked at the bloody lotus blooming in the sea.
"Put it away if you like it." Lin Fan saw through Nuwa's thoughts.
"This flower is extremely dangerous. With its own beauty, it attracts strong men who come close to devour it. Putting it away is also a good deed."
"Hmm...Senior Lin Fan is right. Don't take action, I will do it myself." Nuwa flew towards the Blood Lotus.
Xuelian felt threatened, and the bloody light bloomed, and she knocked Nuwa upside down with one move.
Nuwa rushed forward again, and then flew upside down again.
Unable to defeat the Blood Lotus, she came to Lin Fan aggrievedly and begged Lin Fan to take action.
"The blood lotus is nurtured by a sea of blood. It has its own evil spirit and is supported by a steady stream of power from the sea of blood. Don't be depressed if you can't defeat it."
Lin Fan comforted Nuwa and stretched out his left hand.
A palm made of sword energy formed above the sea of blood, covering the sky and dispersing the blood clouds.
The terrifying power of the sword filled the air, and the level of the sea of blood dropped.
The big hand grabbed the blood lotus.
The blood lotus rotates, and the lotus leaves are like swords, driving the sword light.
All shattered in the falling hands.
(End of chapter)
