Honghuang: I am the first disciple of the Three Pure Ones, the gatekeeper of the Great Dao

Chapter 97 Slap Randeng, the Turtle Spirit Mother!
"what are you up to?"

Randeng was so frightened that a chill rushed directly from his spine to his spirit platform, making his whole body cold.

The body of the Styx Patriarch was surrounded by blood and energy. The terrifying aura made him unable to control himself and his mind was trembling.

Not to mention, Dijiang's hand was still pressing heavily on his shoulders, like a huge burden.

"do what?"

"Of course I have to teach you a lesson on behalf of the Saint Jie Yin!"

Before he finished his words, the old man of the Styx suddenly raised his hand and slapped Randeng hard in the face with a loud slap.

"clap clap"

The sound was like a spring, clear and long, echoing between heaven and earth.

In an instant, slaps came like raindrops, hundreds and thousands, and Randeng suffered severe injuries. The tragic scene was unbearable to watch.

The thousands of miles of grass were actually forcibly pulled out of his body by the old man of the Styx, and then put back in place. The method was so powerful that it was terrifying.

"Fuck!"

"Fellow Daoist Minghe, you are too fierce!"

Di Jiang witnessed this scene with his own eyes and was stunned. The shock in his heart was indescribable.

The twelve ancient witches are all famous for their bravery.

However, at this moment, the ancestor of the Styx was slapping Randeng madly in front of the Saint Jie Yin, without any fear, only madness and pleasure.

When it comes to bravery, the Ancestor of the Styx is truly the forerunner of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"I, Zhu Rong, am no match for the old man Minghe!"

"I originally thought he was timid and cowardly, living a life of shame and shamelessness. Now it seems that he is really a man who would shock the world if he spoke!"

“However, being so arrogant in front of the Saint Jie Yin, the Styx Patriarch is probably in big trouble this time.”

Even Zhu Rong was stunned by this scene and muttered to himself.

"puff!"

Randeng vomited blood and his breath was weak.

At this moment, the Styx Patriarch let out a long roar and said loudly: "This Patriarch saw something unfair today, and I helped, slapped Randeng, and rebuked the Saint Jieyin."

"There's still a long time to go, see you another day!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ancestor of the Styx exploded on the spot, turning into dark blood energy all over the sky, covering the void for thousands of miles.

The final might of the Blood God's clone swept up the Netherworld Fruit Tree and the Flower of the Other Shore, and they disappeared without a trace in an instant.

By the time the Saints Jie Yin and Zhunti reacted, it was already too late to track down the case.

He could only be angry but there was nothing he could do, his face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out.

"The move by the Styx Patriarch is clearly a gesture of friendship to the Three Pure Ones!"

Nanji Xianweng saw all this and praised secretly in his heart, "It's really great!"

"It feels so good to slap the faces of the two Western saints!"

"After the Immortal Court Conference is over, I have to hurry back to Kunlun Mountain to report this matter to the Three Pure Ones and my senior brother."

His opinion of the Styx Patriarch had quietly changed.

As for whether the Two Saints of the West would hate the Patriarch of the Styx because of this, the Immortal of the South Pole was not worried at all.

The netherworld sea of ​​blood holds all the filthy things from the ancient times.

Even the saints of heaven would not dare to set foot there easily, let alone cause trouble for the ancestor of the Styx.

Four hundred and eighty million Blood God Sons, this is not a small number!

Unless the two saints of the West can tightly surround the Netherworld Blood Sea, and then use their powerful magic to evaporate the blood, they can search for the real body of the Netherworld Patriarch and those Blood God sons.

Otherwise, there is no way to deal with the Lord of the Sea of ​​Blood.

Of course, if the two saints in the West really did this, they would lose the protection of the Heavenly Dao, and even the Dao fruits of the Heavenly Dao saints would dissipate.

The karmic consequences of destroying the Netherworld Blood Sea are even more terrifying than the demon ancestor Rāhu detonating the western earth veins.

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Penglai Fairy Island, the Fairy Palace is majestic. The light in the palace is shining and flowing.

The King of the East, the Queen Mother of the West, Patriarch Kunpeng and Taoist Hongyun looked at each other, all with confused expressions.

Thinking back to the shocking scene just now, my heart is still confused and I don’t understand what happened.

There was no choice but to raise the wine in my hand and take a sip to dispel the doubts in my heart and moisten the dryness in my throat.

"Ancestor Minghe, has your personality changed drastically?"

"Just for a mere ten thousand miles of grass, he dared to offend the Saint Jie Yin, slapped Ran Deng in the face, and forged an irreconcilable hatred with the entire Western Church."

"This action is so reckless that it is hard to understand!"

Duke Dong frowned and thought hard, but could not come up with any clue, so he turned his attention to the other three people.

"Immortal Emperor, you need to broaden your horizons!"

Patriarch Kunpeng smiled while twisting his beard, with an unfathomable look on his face, "Patriarch Minghe's actions this time actually contain three layers of profound meaning!"

"First, he encountered a unique opportunity on Yingzhou Island. He took this opportunity to repay the kindness of the Three Pure Ones and eliminate the entanglement of cause and effect."

"Second, establish a good relationship with the Immortal Zhen Yuanzi, seek justice for all sentient beings in the prehistoric world, and establish my own prestige."

"The third is to show off one's own strength, in an attempt to attract the attention of the Three Pure Ones, seek their protection, and find a way to attain sainthood!"

Ever since he broke free from the constraints of the demon clan and the demon court, Patriarch Kunpeng felt that his mind had become much clearer.

Although he failed to refine the Hongmeng purple energy, the Tao rhyme emanating from the foundation of becoming a saint still brought him great benefits.

In particular, the degree of compatibility with the rules of nature has increased by several percent.

Otherwise, he would not be able to get a glimpse of the slightest secret of heaven and understand the real intention of Hongjun Daozu in enthroning the head of male and female immortals.

"High, it is high!"

Dong Wanggong kept praising him, "I never thought that the Styx Patriarch would have such a far-reaching strategy."

It seems that I will need to ask him for advice in the future."

This Immortal Court Conference made Dong Wanggong deeply realize the cruel reality.

In this primitive world, when it comes to cunning and scheming, he is not even at the second-rate level.

"Immortal Emperor, don't underestimate yourself. You are the master of the Immortal Court and the leader of the male immortals. Why do you need to rely on conspiracies and tricks to scheme?"

Taoist Hongyun said with a mysterious tone in his words as he advised.

Then, the four of them discussed Taoism and drank happily in the Immortal Palace, and they had forgotten about what had just happened.

On the other hand, on Fangzhang Island and Yingzhou Island, people with great abilities are still looking for that rare opportunity.

After experiencing the turmoil caused by the Old Ancestor of the Styx, the Western sect disciples and other forces on Yingzhou Island restrained their aggressiveness and dared not behave in the slightest bit recklessly.

They carefully explored every inch of land, fearing to destroy any grass or tree on the fairy island, and even more afraid of angering figures like the Old Man of the Styx.

"Fellow Daoist Nanji, this mid-grade innate spiritual treasure was discovered by us together, why don't you keep it!"

"Just give it to me when we have the chance again!"

A female fairy bowed to the Immortal of the South Pole and said.

The aura of a peak Golden Immortal surged around her, her qi and blood were powerful, and her bloodline was extraordinary. She was obviously the descendant of some powerful creature.

Nanji Xianweng touched his chin, smiled amiably and said, "Daoyou Guiling, you should accept it!"

“Although this mid-grade innate spiritual treasure is precious, it is not a rare item in my Kunlun Mountain.”

"I see that you have a solid foundation and a very good understanding. Why don't you come with me to Kunlun Mountain after the Immortal Court Conference is over?"

"If you can gain the appreciation of my Xuanmen Senior Brother, you will have the opportunity to transcend the mundane world in an instant."

Having served the Immortal of the South Pole for tens of thousands of years, his knowledge is certainly extraordinary.

He could tell at a glance that although the Turtle Spirit Mother was an acquired creature, she had a strong Black Tortoise bloodline in her body.

Xuanwu is one of the four sacred beasts, guarding the far north. Its descendants are naturally extraordinary beings.

Therefore, the Immortal of the South Pole felt that the Turtle Spirit Mother was barely qualified to follow him to Kunlun Mountain to try her luck.

(End of this chapter)