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

Only Sanxiao can deploy this large formation, and its power can even hurt quasi-sages, so it is famous in the prehistoric world.

It is rumored that thousands of years ago, Sanxiao set up a nine-curved Yellow River formation that once strengthened Taoist Duobao, and in the end Taoist Duobao paid for the formation to break through.

At that time, Daoist Duobao's cultivation had reached the early stage of quasi-sage, but he was almost trapped by three Daluo Jinxians, which shocked Honghuang's power.

Since then, the reputation of the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation has spread throughout the Great Desolate Continent.

Although some people scoffed at it, as the Twelve Golden Immortals, Tai Yi knew it was true.

"San Xiao, how dare you?"

Master Taiyi regretted coming to the muddy water.

He tried to contact Guang Chengzi, who explained the teaching, and the deputy leader of the lamp, but to no avail, the news could not be spread at all.

Sanxiao and the others must have resorted to tricks, and this is what Daoist Taiyi is most worried about.

He is really helpless now.

"Yuanshi Tianzun is not here, you dare to go out of Kunlun Mountain, I have to admire your courage."

"You and Nezha go to the list of gods!"

Qiong Xiao laughed, sarcastically sarcasm Taiyi real person, which made the latter want to cry without tears.

While speaking, San Xiao made a move together, laying down the nine-curved Yellow River formation.

The rolling Yellow River appeared above the nine heavens and turned into a yellow Milky Way.

This Yellow River is transformed by the infinite water spirit of the Yellow River.

Chapter 336 The real Taiyi fell, and the reactions of the religions

The water of the Yellow River is endless.

The dark wind haunts people's hearts and souls, and the black mist fills the air to cover the sun and the moon.

The nine-curved Yellow River formation instantly trapped Daoist Taiyi in it, and the endless soul-corroding mysterious water swallowed his vitality.

"Nine Dragons Fire Cover, protect!"

Daoist Taiyi wants to call back the nine fire dragons and build a defensive barrier. In this terrifying water of the Yellow River, only by protecting himself first can he find a way to break through the formation.

"Taiyi real person, wishful thinking."

"Purple Gold Flood Dragon, swallow that fire dragon for me."

As soon as Yunxiao's mana moved, it activated the supernatant Taoism, and in just an instant, the two purple gold flood dragons surged several times, and they directly swallowed the nine fire dragons.

The Fire Dragon and the Zijin Flood Dragon share the same origin of the Dragon Clan. If the Nine Dragons Fire Cover is integrated into the Golden Flood Dragon, the power ratio of the latter must exceed that of the top-rank Xiantian Spirit Treasure.

"not good!"

Daoist Taiyi looked shocked, seeing the nine fire dragons being swallowed by the Zijin flood dragon, and his idea of ​​relying on the Nine Dragons to save his life from the fire cover was instantly shattered.

Nine fire dragons were destroyed, and the level of Nine Dragons from the fire shield was not as good as a low-grade innate spirit treasure.

"Taiyi real person, now you are out of control!"

Yun Xiao said slowly, staring at Daoist Taiyi, who was silent, he was looking for a way to break the formation.

"Give up resistance!"

With a movement of mana in Qiong Xiao's hand, the Nine-Twisted Yellow River Formation began to move even faster, and the terrifying power seriously injured Taiyi's origin.

"Let's do it together, and send Daoist Taiyi to the list of gods as soon as possible."

As soon as he was about to cut the mess, San Xiao operated the Jiuqu Yellow River formation to the extreme.

The black mist and the yellow sand all over the sky turned into gusts of wind, cutting the soul and true spirit of Daoist Taiyi.

The water of the Yellow River came up from the sky, and the endless black water corroded the body of Master Taiyi, and even the whisk in his hand was destroyed.

"San Xiao, ah..."

The screams spread throughout the entire eastern part of the Great Desolation.

Countless creatures saw a Yellow River boiling above the nine heavens, and could even feel the coolness through the void.

In the big formation, there is not a piece of complete flesh and blood on the body of Daoist Taiyi.

The speed of his physical rebirth is not at all comparable to the speed of being corroded and annihilated by Xuanshui.

And in the big formation, Daoist Taiyi couldn't recover his mana at all, so he was forced to be beaten, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

Daoist Taiyi wanted to break the formation from the source, that is to destroy Sanxiao, but they were hidden in the water of the Yellow River, and he couldn't even find the figures of the three of them.

"Nine curves of the Yellow River formation, cutting the top three flowers at the top, and dissipating the five qi in the chest at the bottom, can corrode the primordial spirit and true spirit, and can also destroy the vitality of flesh and blood."

"You two sisters, first cut off the three flowers on the top of Daoist Taiyi, and disperse the five qi in his chest."

After Yunxiao's words fell, he directly forced Daoist Taiyi to a dead end, driving him to a place where he would never be restored.

The frightening water spirit of the Yellow River merged with the golden jiao scissors, evolving into a dragon-headed sword, with an unstoppable bloody aura.

The big knife ruthlessly slashed at the head of Master Taiyi, piercing through the endless void, and directly took the three flowers on the top.

"No, stop..."

"I surrender......"

Master Taiyi panicked, he was really scared.

In the prehistoric world, monks are more afraid of their cultivation base being abolished than dying.

In the prehistoric world, strength is the most important thing. It is easier to die than to live.

Death is relief, but life is endless blindness and humiliation.

"Ha ha!"

"Is this the disciple of Chanjiao? It turns out they are all a bunch of idiots."

Yun Xiao thought that Daoist Taiyi would blow himself up to add to the fun, but he didn't expect him to beg for mercy.

San Xiao glanced at each other, manipulated the dragon-headed saber, and directly entered the primordial spirit of Daoist Taiyi.

"Three flowers on top, chop!"