The wild land.
Netherworld Sea of Blood.
Resentment, bad luck and turbid air are constantly rolling and burning, and the sea of blood is endless.
A huge blood-red palace was opened here.
at this time.
In the palace.
The 180 million clones of the Blood God Son of the Styx Ancestor were kneeling on the ground in embarrassment, looking up at the sky blankly.
The faces of each of his clones were extremely pale, full of fear and hesitation! ! !
Eight hundred years ago.
An old man in plain clothes suddenly appeared in the sea of blood.
Ask him if he kidnapped someone.
He was furious, feeling that his dignity as the first person among saints had been trampled on, so he wanted to kill the old man.
Instead, the old man crushed 100 million Blood God Son clones with one hand.
Just squeeze it and leave without any explanation!
no more, no less!
Just one hundred million!
The ancestor of Styx, who had given birth to 480 million Blood God Son clones for countless years, was horrified and at the same time on the verge of crying, autistic to the point of being depressed...
Six hundred years ago again.
A human race named Xuanyuan passed through the sea of blood.
He originally wanted to take advantage of this person, ravage him, vent his anger, and transfer the negative energy to others!
The results of it?
Such a small, ant-like human race didn't know how to use magical powers to kill another of his clones! ! !
When he got completely angry and almost killed him.
Hou Tu, one of the twelve ancestral witches, suddenly appeared again and rescued this man without giving any face.
This made Patriarch Styx, who was already extremely depressed and suffering from depression, so angry that his forehead hurt and he couldn't sleep all night.
If the gong cannot be cultivated, the clone cannot have children!
result.
It’s not over yet!
Not much time passed.
Another young man came riding on thunder and lightning.
Without speaking at all, he just bombarded his sea of blood.
Just in the blink of an eye!
He had only 379,999,999 Blood God Sons left, and annihilated 200 million of them!
After the explosion, he left, as if he didn't even bother to explain any reason to him.
This made the old man Styx completely autistic!
He really couldn't figure it out even if he tried hard to think of it.
The old man in plain clothes...
Human Race Xuanyuan...
The boy who drives thunder...
What kind of existence are these? ! !
Don’t all the great powers in the world recognize that Patriarch Styx is the first person among saints? ! !
The results of it?
What's the meaning?
Now every few hundred years.
Is there anyone who can come to him and vent his blood? !
Where does this sea of blood mean to him?
Public restroom?
He Styx!
After Demon Ancestor Luohu, the most ruthless ancestor in the world!
When did you become a target for anyone to bully? !
these questions.
Styx couldn't figure it out for hundreds of years.
Like an inner demon, haunting him.
It makes him constantly frightened and living in hesitation, worrying that someone will crush his Blood God Son in the next second...
But centuries of confusion.
Appearing in the sky...
When Xiao Yi's figure appeared...
The boy who controls the purple lightning appears there...
The moment the leader of Tongtian opened his mouth, he seemed to admit everything without admitting it...
Look at everything in the sky.
Ancestor Styx is completely enlightened! ! ! !
It turns out that the culprit of everything is this human Xiao Yi!
He is Human Race Xuanyuan!
The boy who controls thunder is the clone of Tongtian! ! !
Figure this out.
Styx's 180 million Blood God Son clones were shaking all over at the same time, their eyes filled with tears, and they were filled with tears!
He is wronged!
Three hundred million Blood God Son clones were lost for no reason!
This is his countless years of hard work, and it is also his life!
But at the same time.
Ancestor Styx was relieved and relaxed...
The unknown is the source of fear.
At least he now knew who he had offended.
You no longer have to worry all day long...
"well..."
"I also want Heaven to make the decision for me..."
Ancestor Styx cried out in aggrieved heart...
But he knows.
None of this is possible.
Not everyone is human Xiao Yi...
Not only can't cry out grievances.
Before Saint Tongtian remains standing, he, Styx, has to make amends.
Think of this.
Ancestor Styx is depressed again...
...
at the same time.
All the worlds in the prehistoric world were completely exploded.
When all sentient beings see tens of thousands of witch-slaying swords in the chaos filled with resentment and entangled by ghosts.
All races in the prehistoric era were shocked!
"Monster! Monster! The monsters actually made the flesh and blood of living beings into artifacts!!"
"Each witch-slaying sword requires hundreds of human beings to refine it. Doesn't it mean that these tens of thousands of witch-slaying swords represent millions of human beings?"
"How many years have it been! Those magic secrets have come back again!"
"Everything has a cause and effect, and you behave like this! Aren't the monsters afraid that such karma will fill up the entire heaven?"
"Sins! Sins are overwhelming! May God punish me severely! If I don't speak out for the human race today, my compatriots will also suffer the same fate in the future!"
"Pindao really didn't expect that the saint... would actually agree to let the demon clan do this..."
"Isn't this...impossible? Could it be that it's just the demon clan that makes the decision without authorization? The queen doesn't know..."
"Listen to what you said. Do you believe it?"
"Sigh... why bother? Although humans are descendants of the ancient world, they are still living beings after all. The palms and backs of their hands are all flesh. How can they be so disparate and treated with such double standards..."
"There are hundreds of millions of monsters, and the ten demon gods are all quasi-sages, but the human race is so weak... Anyone would make the same choice. This is the bloody reality..."
"..."
Facing the blood-red sky.
All the sentient beings in the prehistoric era were so shocked that they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.
Some people even don't care whether there are saints in the sky.
He just looked up to the sky and roared angrily, defending the injustice of the human race and cursing the evil behavior of the demon race!
after all.
The rabbit dies and the fox is sad.
Today the demon clan can treat the human race like this.
The demon clan will be able to treat them like this in the future!
At this time, the human race has the support of the Tongtian Saint.
What do they have?
Quasi-sage?
Da Luo?
Although it has always been said that there are many races in the ancient world and many great powers.
But to be honest.
There are only a few dozen races with quasi-sage existences in the entire prehistoric era.
There are only a few hundred races with Da Luo as his commander.
Most races only have an ancestor who is the Taiyi Golden Immortal, and they can dominate one side.
so.
Facing the demon clan with more than a dozen quasi-sages.
Except for the Witch Clan.
No big clan in the ancient world has the power to resist.
They are just like the human race facing the monster race, they can only let themselves be slaughtered.
It is precisely because of this.
When all sentient beings saw such a tragic scene with tens of thousands of Chaos witch-slaying swords hanging in the air.
Only then will the emotions of sadness and sadness arise...
....
Also at this moment.
In chaos.
After hearing Tongtian's urging.
The Eyes of Heaven withdrew its gaze from tens of thousands of witch-slaying swords.
I saw that in those huge vertical eyes, there was still no emotion in the eyes, just like the indifference from ancient times to the present...
next moment.
A force of heaven reverberated throughout the chaos.
The ethereal voice of the Eye of Heaven began to resound:
"The Greatest Way to the Lord."
"Now the Emperor is suing Saint Nuwa."
"One: To live without nourishing is to be true."
"Two: tacitly allow the demon clan to commit evil, and be true."
"Punishment!"
"Nuwa's self-destruction is related to the fate of the human race!"
"From now on, whether the human race is prosperous or not, Nuwa will no longer enjoy the incense and worship!"
As soon as these words came out.
The whole chaos suddenly became silent!
Xiao Yi's pupils shrank and his eyes dimmed...
Tongtian frowned, his eyes were cold and stern...
Nuwa's eyelashes were slightly raised, and her brows showed a happy expression...
The entire prehistoric world was boiling instantly...
