This sea of blood in the underworld is vast and boundless.
According to legend, after the great god Pangu created the world, he was transformed into a ball of dirty blood in his body.
Later, Patriarch Styx and Taoist Mosquito were born in the sea of blood.
This Ancestor of the Styx River also has Yuantu and Abi, two accompanying killing treasures, which can kill people without being affected by cause and effect. There is also a twelve-level karma red lotus. The Asura Sect can also arrange a blood river formation.
The four great demon kings and four great demon generals around him are the chaos gods and demons who followed the demon ancestor Luohu back then.
Therefore, only Ancestor Styx is the boss in the Netherworld Blood Sea.
Although Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is powerful, he does not dare to enter it alone.
Of course, Lin Xian dared to chase the Bull Demon King into the sea of blood, so he naturally expected that Ancestor Styx would not take action easily.
The sea of blood is vast.
The number of the Asura clan is in the hundreds of millions.
Ancestor Styx couldn't control it even if he wanted to.
Not long after, seeing that the Bull Demon King could not escape from Lin Xian and the others, he immediately stopped escaping.
The huge water-avoiding golden-eyed beast immediately stopped and turned around.
"Ox Demon King, I want to accept you as my disciple. You are lucky enough to have no knowledge of good and evil." Lin Xian also stopped and looked at the Bull Demon King in the air.
The Bull Demon King held Red Boy in his hand and stared at Lin Xianda coldly: "Stop lying, my identity has been known to you Buddhists. If I go back with you, wouldn't I be falling into a trap?"
"Hey, dear brother, how many times do I have to tell you before you really understand?" Sun Wukong said, holding the golden cudgel.
Red Boy also shouted: "Dad, please believe in my master Tianpeng, he is really not a Buddhist."
"Stop talking nonsense, when we reach this sea of blood, my strength will be greatly increased."
As the Bull Demon King spoke, he transformed directly. As his figure surged, blazing flames suddenly rose all over his body.
In the blink of an eye, a huge fire bull emerged from the sea of blood.
"This should be the true form of the Bull Demon King." Lin Xian's eyes suddenly flickered and he thought to himself.
"Brother, since you are going to take action, don't blame me, Old Sun, for turning your back on me." Sun Wukong rushed over with the golden hoop in hand. The golden hoop surged instantly, and he hit Huo Niu's head with one stick. .
"Father, don't be stubborn."
Red Boy broke away from the Bull Demon King and held the fire-tipped spear directly between the Bull Demon King's eyebrows.
The Bull Demon King was originally Taiyi Golden Immortal before. Now that he has regained his true form and is blessed by the endless sea of blood, his true strength has already reached the middle stage of Daluo Golden Immortal.
Despite this, he is still no match for Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong is already at the peak of Daluo Jinxian.
After a while, the Bull Demon King was defeated.
The Bull Demon King waved his hooves, slapping the surface of the sea of blood extremely violently, pointing at Red Boy and becoming furious.
"Treasonous son, do you dare to disobey your father?"
Red Boy also shouted: "Father, why don't you believe in my master?"
"You want me to believe in Buddhist people?"
"He is not from Buddhism."
Just as the father and son were arguing endlessly, a huge wave suddenly rose in the distance, and a figure flew over quickly.
Behind him, there are dozens of Asura disciples with extraordinary cultivation.
The figure's eyes were sinister, and it seemed like he was not a good person at first glance.
The Bull Demon King also looked back at this time, with a look of hope on his face, and immediately shouted: "Mother, save me."
Seeing this scene, not only Red Boy and Sun Wukong were stunned, but even Lin Xian was stunned for a moment.
Is this guy with the face of a tiger and the feet of a dragon, the eyebrows of a python and the eyes of a dragon, the mother of the Bull Demon King?
It looks nothing like it.
However, the aura emanating from his body was extraordinary, at least with the cultivation level of a quasi-sage in the early stage.
He is such a powerful person, but few people in the Three Realms know about him.
The fact that the Bull Demon King calls him his mother further confirms his identity as an Asura clan, and there is a lot in this.
Lin Xian didn't show any weakness, he released his aura, and the quasi-sage's late cultivation spread out.
Immediately, the extremely sinister gaze softened a lot.
Lin Xian stared at the man and asked, "Who are you, sir, and why do you want to protect the Bull Demon King?"
The man didn't hesitate and said calmly: "I am the Ghost Mother, one of the four great demon generals sitting down under Ancestor Minghe. The Bull Demon King you are talking about must be my son Shentu."
Ancestor Styx has four great demon kings and four great demon generals under his command.
The four great demons are Indra, Vishnu, Rutra and the Demon Mother.
This ghost mother is also someone that ordinary people cannot mess with.
"Shen Tu?"
However, Lin Xian's focus is not on the Ghost Mother, but on the Bull Demon King.
The Bull Demon King was not called the Bull Demon King, but Shen Tu. This piece of information completely overturned his cognition.
"That's right, he is my son Shen Tu. He accidentally ate the fire ox fruit when he was a child and thus acquired the body of a fire ox. Therefore, no one in the three realms can see his true body." The ghost mother said.
Red Boy was a little stunned.
So his father, the Bull Demon King, is actually Shen Tu?
Lin Xian also smiled lightly when he heard this.
It seems that my guess is correct. The Bull Demon King is really not a demon. No wonder Red Boy and Ruyi Zhenxian don't have the characteristics of a bull demon.
And he didn't know until this moment that the Bull Demon King was the eldest son of the Ghost Mother.
And the Ghost Mother is a disciple of Patriarch Styx.
Because the Bull Demon King cannot see his true form, he can win the trust of Buddhism.
Then Lin Xian said: "It turns out that he is the son of Lord Ghost Mother. Marshal Tianpeng has no other intention. He just wants to see the Bull Demon King... Oh no, your son Shen Tu has good skills and wants to accept him as his disciple."
The ghost mother blinked twice.
Um...are you sure?
"Marshal, don't forget, our Asura Sect and Buddhism have always been at odds with each other. If you take my son away this time, I'm afraid my son's life will be in danger," the ghost mother said.
"As I said, I'm not a Buddhist. Besides, I just accepted a disciple. I didn't say I had to take him away..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost mother suddenly became alert and looked in another direction.
At the same time, Lin Xian also noticed something and looked immediately.
I saw a group of ghost soldiers flying from a distance, led by the Buddhist disciple Ting Ting.
As soon as he arrived, Di Ting felt a pair of murderous eyes.
"Uh... I didn't hear anything. What a coincidence, Tianpeng. Are you here for sightseeing in the Blood Sea?" Diting chuckled.
At the same time, Di Ting's footsteps began to retreat involuntarily.
He was walking too hastily just now, he didn't stop for a moment, and just rushed in front of everyone. At this moment, he already felt the crisis.
Just when Di Ting was about to turn around and escape, Sun Wukong and Qiu Shou Xian had already moved behind him, blocking their way.
"Tingting, you shouldn't be here." Qiu Shouxian said.
"I..." Di Ting suddenly turned pale and turned to look at Lin Xian, "Marshal Tianpeng, I didn't hear anything. Please let me go."
Lin Xian frowned.
This truth's ears are as sensitive as those of a six-eared macaque. Who would believe it if they say they heard nothing?
And his opposition to Buddhism and his association with the Asura clan must have been discovered, so this Tingting cannot be kept at all.
"Ting Ting, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep my secret while you're alive."
As Lin Xian spoke, he winked at Sun Wukong.
"Hey, take a stick from my old grandson." Sun Wukong immediately picked up the golden cudgel and knocked it down.
