Starting from Nine to Five Tang Sanzang

He is a creature trying to be holy in the wild, how can he be compared with ordinary people.

"Buddhism? Ha ha! I don't care."

Tang Seng's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and indeed there was an agreement between Buddhism and the sea of ​​blood.

Otherwise, with Styx's character, how could it be possible for Ksitigarbha to jump around his sea of ​​blood, even the outermost ones.

This is a ruthless person who takes killing as his way, killing the sky, the earth, and all living beings.

Styx, who was puzzled in his eyes, didn't talk nonsense anymore, and screams came from the blood mist around him, and hideous figures rushed out.

"There is no need to try this little trick."

Seeing that the other party was still using such a small trick, Tang Seng suddenly became a little depressed.

With a big wave of his hand, many figures rushing in the air turned into blood mist again.

Styx, with a suspicious face, frowned, and then waved his hand, blood-colored short swords condensed in the air.

The sword body is no longer than the length of the index finger, red as cinnabar, and there are strands of gray air flowing over it.

"The law of killing!"

Looking at the blood swords formed around him, Tang Seng was not surprised.

Styx was conceived from the sea of ​​blood, and it is a powerful existence in the prehistoric, and it must have cultivated more than one law.

According to Ming Heming's situation, he not only practiced the law of killing, but also the way of Shura, and even the law of life.

After all, this guy created the Asura clan, and nine out of ten have realized the law of life.

The other party is a creature that has existed since the dawn of heaven, and the principles of cultivation are naturally not comparable to those of later generations such as Monkey King.

During these long years, they must have tried countless methods in order to become holy, and the cultivation rules must be indispensable.

If one kind of law is cultivated to the end, if you can't go on, you will definitely practice another one.

After all, they have lived for so long, how can the accumulation of Taoism be compared to ordinary people.

And the more laws you practice, the stronger your own strength will be.

So these existences who survived from the prehistoric and stuck at the pinnacle of quasi-sages are definitely super scary guys, because no one knows how many cards they have.

As for why Styx was chosen, Tang Seng naturally had his own considerations.

The Law of Slaughter, Tang Seng has completed his practice, and he only needs to practice the body of the law.

Styx in front of him was going to be depressed.

"You have some knowledge."

Hearing that Tang Seng explained his methods in one word, Ming He was really surprised.

However, he didn't think Tang Seng could be defeated with this hand alone, after all, the other party was someone who possessed the laws of space.

Under his spiritual thoughts, hundreds of millions of blood swords flowed from all around, heading straight for Tang Seng in the middle.

Just as he was thinking about how the other party would respond, he saw Tang Seng's right hand.

In the next second, Styx froze for an instant.

All the killing swords flying around were gathered in Tang Seng's palm.

Countless blood-colored daggers merged into a bloody sword.

His attack was easily received by the opponent.

"who are you?"

Looking at Tang Seng in front of him, Minghe's expression was extremely serious.

The law of space is enough, and now he directly accepts his killing sword.

The implication is that the monk who suddenly appeared in front of him also practiced the law of killing.

Whether it is space or killing, these are the top laws in the wild.

This monk who appeared mysteriously has so many laws in his hands, and his comprehension is still higher than him.

What's more, he didn't even know Tang Seng.

People who can have this level of cultivation must have attained the Tao in the prehistoric times, so there is no reason not to know them.

"Tang Sanzang!"

Facing Styx's inquiry, Tang Seng didn't hide anything.

As the words fell, he swung his right hand, and the dagger burst out from his palm.

Tang Seng's figure moved, and Ming He's mind on the opposite side suddenly shrank.

Before he could take any action, his whole body was shaken suddenly, turning into blood mist in an instant.

The opponent used the blood sword condensed by his law of killing, and disintegrated one of his blood god son clones in the blink of an eye.

"How brave!"

Patriarch Minghe doesn't want to care who Tang Seng is now, broke into his blood sea range, and destroyed his blood god son clone, even if he is a Buddhist.

Following a roar from all around, two cold long swords pierced into the void.

Chapter 404 Asura Purgatory

"Abi, Yuantu!"

Tang Seng, who was standing in the field, had a slight light in his eyes.

These two swords are not simple, killing people does not involve karma.

Tang Seng seriously suspected that the ancestor Minghe was able to live until now, and these two swords had a lot of credit.

If there is no karma in killing people, there will be no karma added to the body.

Without karma, you can naturally survive the kalpa safely.

Tang Seng didn't move, but swiped his right hand in the air.

A silver disc blocked the front, and two long swords shot from the air pierced it, making a crisp sound of ding.

The law of space has been fully comprehended, and this is just a small trick in front of him.

"The law of space is so skillfully used!"

Styx, who was hidden in the blood mist around him, was shocked when he saw Tang Seng's casual movements.

The law of space was very rare in the past, let alone the current world.

The law of killing those who came was trained above him, and the law of space is also so perverted.

Who is the opponent?

People with such abilities will definitely not be unknown.

But after such a short period of time, Patriarch Minghe couldn't remember that there was such a number one person in the world.

After all, whether it is the law of space or the law of killing, they are the top laws in the world, and no one knows for no reason.

Looking at the two swords returning in vain, Minghe thought that if he didn't use some real means this time, he might not be able to take down the person in front of him.

If you can't see through the opponent's cultivation base, there is a high probability that the realm is equivalent to him.

The Law of Killing opponent is above him, obviously useless at this moment.

Tang Seng, who blocked Styx's blow, swiped his right hand in the air, and another silver moonlight streaked across.

Swirling in the air, with a silver tail, it hit a figure in the distance.

The bloody figure split into two, but rejoined in the blink of an eye.

Although there are 8000 million blood god sons, each blood god son is not easy.

"The law of space is really perverted!"

Seeing Tang Seng standing proudly, Ming He felt a little annoyed.

Ordinary people's strength will be greatly restricted when they enter the range of the blood sea, but it obviously does not include Tang Seng in front of him.

The blood mist around him is useless to him, and he has mastered such abnormal laws as space.

When did such freaks appear in the world?

Styx, who was furious in his heart, used his other powerful ability.

On the blood-red ground, black air billowed out, and roars came from all around.

In the blink of an eye, the blood-colored world turned into a ferocious Shura field. Countless hideous figures climbed up from the ground, all of them were Da Luo's cultivation base, and many of them had quasi-sage power.

"Asura Dao?"

Looking around, Tang Seng turned his right hand slightly.

I saw countless silver rings flying out of the palm.

Under the law of space, all the figures were chopped into pieces.

Although many of them have quasi-sage cultivation bases, they still can't stop Tang Seng's circle.

The attack of the power of space is not something that can be blocked by ordinary things.

It's a pity that although many figures fell down, there were still countless figures climbing up from the billowing black air on the ground.

"Humph!"

Tang Seng let out a soft snort, and took a step forward.

Suddenly, he saw countless crescent moons shooting out in the sky in front of him, covering the entire space in the blink of an eye.

At a glance, the space in front of him is full of crescent moons.

Not only the figure climbing out of the sky, but also the whole earth was crushed by the silver crescent moon.

On the shattered ground, billowing blood poured out, and the blood energy that soared to the sky instantly enveloped the surroundings.

"Is this the sea of ​​blood?"

Looking at the viscous dark liquid under his feet, Tang Seng looked a little depressed.

As the name suggests, the sea of ​​blood is full of fresh blood, and it's all dirty blood, which looks very disgusting.

No wonder even the saints are unwilling to come, it is really disgusting.

I am afraid that no one is willing to come here except Styx, who was born in the sea of ​​blood.

Tang Seng, who thought it was good at first, suddenly felt that the previous choice was a bit bad.

That guy Styx must be hiding in the sea of ​​blood, and he wants to get in to find him.

Tang Seng is also a bit of a clean freak, it's okay to stand in the sea of ​​blood, but it's different to get in, and the sea of ​​blood is very big.

"My Shura purgatory was broken in an instant, is the law of space already close to consummation?"

Styx, hidden in the sea of ​​blood, looked at Tang Seng floating in the air with a solemn expression.

Although angry in his heart, Styx was not worried about his comfort.

The sea of ​​blood never dries up, and the Styx never dies, these words are not just words.

Saints are not willing to come here, let alone a Tang monk, and the sea of ​​​​blood is still his territory.

Facing Tang Seng standing in the air, Styx rose slowly from the sea of ​​blood, and was no longer his clone.

Tang Seng has the law of space and the law of killing, so what if he is not afraid of the blood mist around him.

He came from the prehistoric age, even experienced the age of saints, and he also has his own arrogance.

He is the Patriarch Styx, who also has myths and legends in the world.

"I admit that you are strong, but this is a sea of ​​blood!"

Styx with a serious face looked at Tang Seng coldly.

As his words fell, waves of blood rolled under him, covering the entire sky.

The sea of ​​blood flowed under his feet, and the sky was also filled with waves of blood.