Prehistoric: Blood Lord Styx, starting with 100,000 Pangu blood

Look carefully, where is the earth?

This is obviously a blood spirit fruit tree cultivated with endless headless corpses.

The Twelve Ancestral Witch sensed a familiar aura from the corpse.

Soon, they were heartbroken.

This endless corpse turned out to be the Wu Clan who was murdered by the Monster Clan.

Their heads were cut off, and they built a million-mile Jingguan in Buzhou Mountain.

The body was collected by the demon clan and used as fertilizer for cultivating blood spirit fruit.

And what their twelve ancestor witches ate were spiritual fruits cultivated by the flesh and blood of countless sons of the Wu tribe.

Accurate mention and reception are like eating shit.

Kunpeng gave them a comforting look.

I reminded you a long time ago, don't blame me.

The other great powers looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Zhunti with playful expressions.

Nima, Yaozu is too ruthless.

"This blood spirit fruit is really fragrant."

Zhunti simply did nothing and continued to eat.

What he ate was spiritual fruit, not flesh and blood.

After giving myself a while of self-hypnosis, the two of them ate deliciously.

Other great powers only feel disgusting.

Fortunately, I am not as shameless as these two in the West.

"Ah ah ah."

"Di Jun, Tai Yi, you are courting death."

Dijiang was in blood and tears, and directly killed Dijun.

The other twelve ancestral witches had blood dripping from their hearts.

"In Lingxiao Palace, you must not be presumptuous."

In an instant, a huge coercion swept over everyone.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were suppressed on the spot.

A figure walked out of the void.

Dressed in a blood-colored Taoist robe, his complexion is gloomy.

This is Taoist Mosquito who has been dormant in the sea of ​​blood for countless years.

Ever since Styx bestowed the exercises and Pangu's blood essence, Taoist Mosquito has made rapid progress.

The law of devouring is like a broken bamboo.

Just a hundred years ago, he successfully broke through to Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

Styx ordered Taoist Mosquito to go to Yaozu.

Of course, Taoist Mosquito would not act unless Di Jun and Tai Yi were in life-or-death crisis.

His identity can be regarded as the guardian of Di Jun and Tai Yi.

"I have seen the demon ancestor."

Dijun, Taiyi and Kunpeng saluted together.

"Don't be too polite."

"You are master's apprentices, and your status is more noble than mine."

Mosquito Taoist hurriedly stopped Dijun and Taiyi.

Demon ancestor, this is the title given to him by Dijun and Taiyi.

Mosquito Taoist was not fooled by this name.

His position is just a servant of Styx.

Where is this demon ancestor?

Even relying on coercion alone, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were suppressed.

These twelve ancestor witches are powerful.

Could it be that he is a saint?

Sanqing, quasi-promotion and introduction.

In an instant, a cloud was cast over my heart.

How is this still playing?

"This is Taoist Mosquito, the ancestor of my demon clan, whose cultivation has reached the realm of a saint."

Dijun and Taiyi introduced to everyone.

"Really a saint?"

Shock!

"Meet the saint!"

All the powerful people present bowed their hands in salute.

"There's no need to be too polite, Pindao is just a servant of the master, you continue."

As he spoke, Daoist Mosquito waved his hand, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were thrown out of the 33rd heaven by him.

Twelve large deep pits of tens of thousands of miles appeared on the prehistoric land.

The Twelve Ancestral Witch, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, struggled to get up from the pit.