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Looking at the 48 pieces of Heavenly Dao he had mastered, and then thinking of the last piece in the hands of Ancestor Styx, Xi Tong intuitively thought of the New Immortal World.

The two worlds are so similar. They are all about collecting pieces to put together a jigsaw puzzle. Some people only need to hold a piece of one of them to be equivalent to owning everything.

After all, if others want to collect everything, they have to come to him. He does not need to step out of iron shoes, he only has to sit at home and wait.

Sea of ​​blood!

Endless as far as the eye can see!

Xi Tong looked far into the distance, but he couldn't even see the edge.

Although the Asura Realm is a paradise-like existence, the Styx Ancestor has been building it for countless thousands of years. Through various means, this blood sea has become some kind of formation-like existence.

The Chronicle of the Emperor!

When the first page was turned, Xi Tong's body glowed with golden light from the inside out, and then a layer of skin was attached like gold plating.

Di Jun stood condescendingly, his eyes were shining brightly, and he quickly saw the true face of the sea of ​​blood.

Although it is not as good as my three formations, it is still extraordinary. More importantly, this formation is based and sourced on blood. It is nourished and strengthened by the blood of hundreds of millions of creatures. It can be continuously improved and transformed. It is better than The great formation of the Eternal Emperor is no less generous.

The next moment, the golden light faded, and the golden pupils turned black instantly. Xi Tong scratched his head and tried his best to recall the memory just now, but found nothing.

Fortunately, Luo Tianyi played back the video and recorded everything Di Jun said. He also recorded the simple circuit diagram Di Jun drew out of thin air with his fingers.

At this moment, an Asura army opened the void and floated above the sea of ​​blood, guarding a group of non-Asura creatures.

Most of them are humans, but there are various races of people. There are also some demons with two horns on their heads, elves with cicada wings on their backs, and dragons like big lizards.

The asuras grinned ferociously and held the captives under their feet, then swung their swords and beheaded them one by one.

Hou Tu looked at Xi Tong's back with a complicated expression.

She will not forget, even if it is just a silhouette, even if it is just a breath.

Emperor Jun, a being who shines as brightly as the sun on the heaven and earth, the incarnation of wisdom, the supreme master of the demon clan, the maker of the rules of the heaven and earth, an existence that has suppressed the prehistoric times for tens of thousands of years.

However, in the next moment, Hou Tu suppressed all distracting thoughts.

Tens of thousands of years have passed since the war between the two Lich tribes. In order to fight for a glimmer of hope for the Lich tribe, I even sacrificed my life to reincarnate and bear countless karma.

Now that my merits and deeds are finally complete, if I rekindle my thoughts of regret, wouldn't it be like abandoning the fundamentals and seeking the inferiors, and the tens of thousands of years of suffering will have been in vain.

sin.

Saint, the ancestor of Minghe has two swords, Abi and Yuantu, in his hands, which can kill all things without being affected by the cause and effect. The Asura clan all worship these two swords, so that they can have a glimmer of murderous intent attached to their weapons, and thus have the ability to kill all things without being affected by the cause and effect. The power of cause and effect.”

Houtu and the Asura Realm have been fighting for tens of thousands of years, and they can be said to know themselves and the enemy.

Xi Tong nodded.

The swords Abi and Yuantu were indeed magical, but Xi Tong didn't take them seriously.

Killing is not connected with cause and effect. When the magic sword is released, it has the ability to cut the line of cause and effect.

I didn't know how powerful this ability was before, but I didn't understand it until I arrived in the world of gods.

Compared with the Demon Sword, Abi and Yuantu are nothing but scum.

Xi Tong couldn't help but wonder, the magic sword was just a weapon that Long Yang made casually. Although it was magical, it was compared to the mortal world, but he didn't expect that it was still a powerful existence in the world of gods.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Xi Tong raised his head and looked at the Asura army on the sea of ​​blood.

Killing people, letting blood, and then dumping the corpses into a sea of ​​blood, just like dumping garbage.

The sea of ​​​​blood randomly made a wave and wrapped up the corpse.

With Xi Tong's eyesight, he could naturally see that at the moment when blood was stained, countless silk threads as thin as cow hairs were inserted into the countless pores of the corpse, squeezing out the last trace of essence.

The hollowed-out corpse floated like duckweed, as impervious to water as a lotus leaf. Even the clothes, hair, and scales on the body were as clean as new, without any blood stains.

Looking at the shore of the Blood Sea, there are densely packed empty shells of corpses for thousands of miles.

Although they have been dead for a long time, they still hold on to their breath and maintain a glimmer of life under the nourishment of the sea of ​​blood.

Of course, it's just a glimmer of hope, not even a little bit more.

The sea of ​​blood is like the best formalin, making them incorruptible, immortal, incorruptible, and rotten. Instead, they are getting stronger day by day under the erosion of the power of the sea of ​​blood.

Feeling the unfamiliar aura, countless pairs of eyes looked directly in Xi Tong's direction.

The eyes of the corpse in the outer circle have been soaked in red by the sea of ​​blood, and there is only crazy and ferocious killing intent in the pupils.

The corpses in the inner circle still retain a clear look, but their expressions are full of pain, fear, and insensitivity.

Hou Tu couldn't bear to close his eyes.

The Witch Clan is also bloody and barbaric, killing animals to extract blood and refining souls to nourish themselves, but this is the law of the jungle. The Witch Clan kills just to survive and grow, but they are not as murderous and cruel as Asura.

Legend has it that Ancestor Styx has 480 million blood shadow clones, and they must have been refined using this method.

Xi Tong nodded.

No wonder the two sages of the Western religion are at odds with the Asura clan to the end, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva even made a great wish that hell would never be empty and vowed not to become a Buddha.

Killing people is nothing more than a nod. The ancestor of Styx killed hundreds of millions of living beings for his own practice, but he also imprisoned the bodies and souls of the deceased in the sea of ​​blood.

This is no longer harmful to the harmony of heaven and earth, it is simply an outrage for both humans and gods.

However, all the killings were caused by Abi and Yuantu. Even if hundreds of millions of living beings died, the Asura clan and even the Ancestor of Styx were still not responsible for the cause and effect.

What's even more ironic is that the ancestor of Styx used killing to prove the Tao, and all the killing karma was used to refine weapons, gather merit, and help himself become a saint.

Yes, he is a saint, although he is limited to the sea of ​​blood.

The waves in the sea of ​​​​blood were turbulent, and the blood pillars rose. The blood pillars with a radius of a hundred miles and a height of thousands of feet slowly rose from the bottom of the sea. On the surface of the pillars, there were pictures of Asura conquering all realms and slaughtering hundreds of millions of people.

The huge pillar was bright with blood, like a bloody red sun, and where the blood was the brightest, Ancestor Styx sat cross-legged, sitting on the throne, with Abi and Yuantu on the left and right, inserted into the armrests.

Xi Tong looked at Ancestor Ming He, and Ancestor Ming He was also observing Xi Tong.

Ancestor Minghe's lips moved, Sage of the Sect, why did you come to our Asura world?

As he spoke, he tilted his body and leaned on the armrest. He supported his right elbow on the armrest and his head on his palm. He stared at Xiang Xi Tong with his blood-red eyes.

Xi Tong originally just wanted to take advantage of the law of heaven, but when he saw the behavior of Ancestor Minghe, he moved his palm forward to grasp the magic sword.

As if feeling the anger in the master's heart, the demon sword flickered with a faint light, and the purple demon flame started from the sword tip, quickly spread and burned, and enveloped Xi Tong's whole body.

I'm here just to kill you!

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