The beginning of the wilderness accepts Styx as godson

It proved once again that the system is just a waste, at least for now, it is useless.

Yang Li was greatly disappointed, and his thoughts on doing tasks were much less.

The main reason is that I can't think of the next goal.

The key factor in the catastrophe of heaven and earth is the key factor.

What catastrophe will happen to Honghuang, he doesn't even know...

In the room, I tried to practice Yuxu Taoism again, and the absorbed mana was still only drilled into the body, but there was no sign of manifesting.

But Yang Li didn't give up, he was still practicing firmly.

I just don't believe it, after a long period of time, I can't practice mana, I can't practice spells!

Suddenly there were bursts of screams outside the hospital, the sound was heart-piercing, as if he was suffering severe pain.

Yang Li was taken aback, and immediately stood up, but suddenly realized that it was Master's voice, his face froze, and he sat down again.

Since I haven't come back these days, Master's abnormality has increased again.

In broad daylight, they kept shouting in the yard...

What is it like to m by yourself?
Yang Li wanted to take a look, but he was worried that his eyes would be poisoned.

Suddenly thinking that Xiao Hui was still outside, he hesitated for a moment, and shouted loudly: "Xiao Hui, are you in the yard?"

Huanglong's screams were suddenly suppressed, as if someone had covered his mouth with his hands, and Kunpeng's voice sounded, "Yes...Master, I'm in the yard."

"My master... what is he doing?"

"Apprentice, Kunpeng is... umh!"

Huang Long seemed to break free, yelled for a while, but fell silent again, Kunpeng quickly said, "I'm playing a game with a real person."

This is Kunpeng's gambling. After beating Huanglong violently for the first time, the sage didn't say anything, even as if he didn't see Huanglong's tragedy. Kunpeng estimated that the sage didn't care much about this master. It's just a "master" sustenance.

In the room, Yang Li was silent for a while, and then said: "Just be happy."

Oops!

This thought flashed through my mind.

Couldn't it be the Gonggong incident that activated Kunpeng's special attributes?
Coupled with the old pervert Master...

This world is really dangerous...

Yang Li tried his best to immerse himself in the cultivation state of Yuxu Taoism.

……

"Godfather save me!"

There was a childish voice in Yang Li's ear, and a childish-looking child appeared in front of his eyes, with red lips and white teeth, but his small face was flushed red, floating on a sea of ​​blood.

This is Styx!

Yang Lixin felt something, realized that something happened to his godson, he quickly got up, pushed the door and went out, "Xiao Hui, stop playing, let's go! Go to the Netherworld!"

Seeing the postures of Kunpeng and Huanglong, his eyelids twitched, but he pretended he didn't pay attention.

At this time, Kunpeng was pressing on Huanglong's body, and his wings covered Huanglong's face.

Huanglong's nose was bruised and his face was swollen. Together with Kunpeng, he looked at the saint who came out suddenly.

"Okay, okay." Kunpeng quickly got up from Huanglong's body, not daring to beat him in front of the saint, feeling uneasy, after glancing at Huanglong fiercely, he explained to Yang Li with a charming smile: "Master, I am just playing with the real person." game."

After being stared at, Huang Long didn't dare to say anything. He looked down at his tattered clothes, pinched the hem of his clothes, and said weakly, "Well...we're just playing a game."

Yang Li smiled dryly: "It's good for you to be happy, you can come back as you please, but now, let's get down to business first."

The master's posture is like a little daughter-in-law, and it matches the old-fashioned image with white hair and white beard, which is a bit unacceptable.

After looking twice, he was afraid of throwing up. Yang Li looked at the sky and urged: "Hurry up, Xiao Hui, let's go."

Kunpeng flapped its wings and flew, carrying Yang Li into the sky.

Huang Long raised his head and looked at the back of them leaving. The expression on his face didn't know whether it was happiness or worry.

……

The Nether Blood Sea is boiling and surging crazily, and Styx sits cross-legged in the sky, absorbing the boundless blood power, forming a red blood mask, resisting the golden light in front of him.

An old man with a haggard face and a thin body is standing in the center of the golden light, looking at Styx with a bitter expression, "Fellow Daoist Styx, why bother to be stubborn, bring your group into my sect, and you can eliminate the boundless killing Evil, become the patriarch."

"Jieyin! You don't need to confuse me!" Styx's eyes glowed fiercely, "Your teachings destroy the nature, cut off lust, and my way of Asura's great freedom. They are in conflict with each other. You want me to join, but you value me. The strength of the clan, but cut off the potential of our clan!"

Jieyin smiled and said: "So what if you are? So what if you are not? If you are not a saint, you will be an ant in the end. You can't even stop the golden light of merit and virtue emitted by my lotus platform. acceptable."

The golden light shrouded in the sea of ​​blood at this moment is emanating from the twelfth-grade golden lotus of merit and virtue under the receiving seat.

Ming He was anxious in his heart, and crazily called Yang Li's name in his heart, hoping that the saint would come quickly.

But it's a pity that Yang Li still didn't show up after calling it thousands of times.

Under the sage's escape, hundreds of millions of miles away, he arrived in a blink of an eye. Feeling the situation, he should be able to arrive soon, but now, Styx feels cold in his heart, and feels that the sage seems to have given up on himself.

No, you have to hold on, maybe Saint Yang Li is in a secret place, like the end of the road, so he can't come here soon.

I have to save myself!

Seeing that the golden light emitted by the twelfth-grade golden lotus was getting stronger and stronger, Minghe felt that the blood demon produced by his condensed blood sea was slowly fading away, and he felt ruthless in his heart. Without hesitation, he took out a small shovel from his body.

The surface of this shovel is unremarkable, it seems to be a digging tool commonly used by mortals, but the moment it appeared, the guide from a distance looked over and let out a light sigh.

"Styx, what is in your hand?"

Styx sneered, "The thing that breaks your face!"

This shovel is exactly the one given by Yang Li before. Styx named it "Hongmeng Yundao Shovel", which contains a hint of the charm of the majestic purple energy. It's amazing to know.

Styx could not estimate the power of this treasure, but he could feel that it was far beyond the reach of ordinary innate spiritual treasures, so after obtaining it, he concentrated on refining it, and later even put the original magic treasure on hold.

It should be known that Styx originally had a twelfth-grade fire red lotus!

"As soon as this treasure comes out, the Western Sect will definitely not let me go." Styx sighed in his heart, but he couldn't help it. If he kept hiding it, he would be taken away.

The Western religion is notoriously poor, and the two great saints are almost the same as the quasi-sage Styx in terms of teaching treasures alone.

Minghe stared at Jieying bitterly, no longer hiding, and shot with all his strength.

The boundless sea of ​​blood gave birth to a terrifying blood fiend, pouring madly into his body.

The breath of Styx continued to rise, pushing straight to the pinnacle of the quasi-sage.

"Receive and guide, eat me with a shovel!"