The heavens: pushing across all realms

"Yes, father, Captain Lanjia is guarding that man." Prince Jialou said quickly.

King Jialou nodded and said to the others: "Everyone, since that man can easily collect the magic weapon of Ting Ting, I'm afraid his cultivation is not weak, let's go and take a look."

"That's fine."

"Let's see if this person is an enemy or a friend."

A group of Shura Gods of War rushed outside the Shura Hall.

Feng Ji's clone looked at this scene and just smiled without paying attention. He looked at the statue in the Shura Hall with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Retreat?"

"The Great Tribulation of the Gods has just begun, why is he in seclusion at this time? This is a good time for him to expand the Styx Sect."

The Three Purities established the religion and strived for merit and luck. All the other great saints were actually striving for this kind of merit.

Zhunti, Jieyin, and the founder of the Western Sect, the Styx Sect of the Styx Ancestor, was it not for this luck?

How many people will die in the Great Tribulation of the Gods? There will be countless souls and ghosts cultivating in the underworld. This is a great opportunity for the Styx Sect to show off its skills and develop its followers. Why is the Styx ancestor retreating at this time?

Feng Ji didn't believe that someone like the Styx Cult Leader would not be able to see this opportunity.

"Could it be that while they say they are in seclusion to the outside world, they actually have other plans?"

Feng Ji couldn't help but guess, and this blood-dropped clone began to quickly explore the Shura Hall.

There is nothing unusual about the entire Shura Hall, even the statue of the leader of the Styx.

"It seems that the place where the leader of Styx is retreating is not here."

He touched his chin, turned around and left Shura Hall.

At the same time, several other blood drop clones also investigated the situation nearby, but no valuable clues were found so far.

It was the physical talents of these Shura tribesmen that made Feng Ji look a little sideways.

These Shura people are born with strong physical bodies. No, they should not be physical bodies, but the bodies of ghosts and gods.

It seems that these people are born with amazing ghost and god bodies, which have already materialized.

This is the ghost body that countless ghost cultivators dream of, and it can only be achieved in the ghost-immortal state.

In other words, people from the Shura tribe actually have ghost-immortal level qualifications as soon as they are born.

As long as they can catch up through practice the day after tomorrow, they will immediately reach the combat power of ghosts and immortals.

This is similar to Yang Jian. Yang Jian is a natural immortal spirit. As long as he practices it, he will quickly stimulate the potential in his body and quickly reach the realm of immortals.

"No wonder the Western Sect has racked its brains to convert the Shura clan. With such innate talent, it takes very little effort to cultivate a large number of immortal-level Dharma protectors. It's strange that the Western Sect is not interested."

Feng Ji became more and more curious. With such talented members of the Shura clan, why did the leader of the Styx River remain trapped in the Blood Sea and failed to extend the Blood Sea's sphere of influence to the outside world?

While he was thinking about it, the Shura God of War headed by King Garuda had already arrived in front of his true form.

"Is this Daoist Feng?"

Feng Ji smiled and said, "Exactly."

King Jialou looked Feng Ji up and down and said, "Thank you so much, Taoist Master, for your help and saving my son. I wonder where he comes from? Why are you here in the Blood Sea area?"

Feng Ji smiled faintly: "The poor Taoist Xian Yun Yehe is not from the underworld. This time he entered the underworld and came to the Sea of ​​Blood. Firstly, he saw the scenery of the underworld. Secondly, he heard that the Sea of ​​Blood Styx is also a great sect in the underworld, and the leader of the Styx is even more important. He has been famous in ancient times, so he came here to pay a visit, but by some strange combination of circumstances, he actually got married to Mr. Ling."

As he spoke, he took the initiative to release the aura in his body, and a terrifying aura of ancestral witch level swept around him instantly.

The faces of Jialou King and others who were still aloof on the opposite side suddenly changed.

"Daluo Jinxian!"

His heart trembled and he exclaimed.

The other Shura war gods also shouted in shock.

These Shura war gods sound quite famous, but in fact they are equivalent to the Xuanxian level.

The most powerful one is probably King Jialou, who should have a cultivation level of Golden Immortal.

There are only a handful of golden immortals in the entire immortal world. You must know that Yuanshi Tianzun's disciples are just golden immortals, and Daluo doesn't even have them.

This Jialou King can cultivate to the level of Golden Immortal, which is already the pinnacle existence in this underworld.

Not to mention the sea of ​​blood, even looking at the entire Hades, there are probably only a handful of people who can fight with him.

The ten palaces of Yama in the underworld are probably not enough for one of his fingers.

That is to say, the Ten Palaces of Yama have their backs to the Heavenly Palace, otherwise Feng Ji estimates that the Shura clan members like King Jialou would have occupied the underworld long ago.

King Jialou had the qualifications to be proud, but in front of Feng Ji, he was not enough.

Feng Ji didn't bother to talk in circles with these Shura Gods of War, and directly released his pressure to let them understand his strength.

He didn't have time to waste here without some contemptuous slaps in the face.

Feng Ji's coercion overwhelmed the entire audience, causing all the Shura war gods to look frightened.

King Jialou was sweating profusely at this moment, so he dared not address Feng Ji as a Taoist friend again, and respectfully shouted: "Senior...Senior, I don't know who I am, and I have offended many people. I hope that I will forgive you."

Feng Ji smiled faintly, withdrew his pressure and said: "I am not from the underworld. It is normal that you have not heard of me. I am here this time to visit the leader of the Styx. Can you all understand me? "

He already knew that the leader of Styx was in retreat, so instead of looking for him like a headless fly, he might as well let these people find him.

King Garuda couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Senior, I don't know something. The old man of the religion has been in seclusion all year round. He has not been out of seclusion for a long time. It is really inconvenient to disturb him."

Feng Ji frowned: "Oh? It's unfortunate to say so. I originally said that I had a big secret to tell the leader of the Styx, but now it seems that it's no chance, that's all."

After that, he clasped his fists and said: "Since the leader of the Styx River is in retreat, I can't continue to disturb him, so I'll take my leave."

Saying this, he wanted to rise on the clouds and leave this place.

King Garuda's heart suddenly jumped and he shouted quickly: "Wait a minute, senior, senior, please wait."

Feng Ji stopped, looked at King Jialou, and said, "What else can I do?"

"I wonder if my senior has any big secrets. Can I pass them on to you?"

Feng Ji looked at him, suddenly smiled and shook his head, saying: "This secret is not for you to hear. It is related to the layout of the Western religion. You are not qualified to enter."

King Jialou was shocked for a moment. The layout of the Western religion?

The Western Sect is the mortal enemy of their Styx Sect. If there is such an important thing, how could he miss it?

If the leader knew, wouldn't he be beaten to death?

And with his own Golden Immortal-level combat power, he was not even qualified to know.

Doesn't that mean that this is already a Daluo-level matter?

Then he can't miss it, otherwise if the leader comes out of seclusion and learns about this, wouldn't he be the biggest sinner?

He hurriedly said: "Senior, please wait a moment. The leader has given instructions before retreating. If there is something important, he can interrupt his retreat. Since you have such an important matter, please wait a few days. We will send someone to send a message to Leader, what do you think about what this old man means?"

Feng Ji pretended to be in deep thought, thought for a while, and said: "Well, the left and right are already here. It's not good to just leave like this. You can go to Tongbing."

King Garuda breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly: "In that case, I will arrange for the senior to rest in my clan first."

As he said that, he looked at his son, Crown Prince Garuda, and said, "Take your senior to rest and entertain him well."

"Yes, father."

Feng Ji smiled and said nothing, and left with Prince Jialou.

King Jialou watched Feng Ji leave, his expression gradually becoming serious.

At this time, other Shura war gods also gathered around.

"King Garuda, what news will this man bring?"

"Is this person really the Great Luo Jinxian?"

"That coercion is unmistakable."

"Da Luo Jinxian, isn't he a leader-level figure? Feng Ji... has never heard of this figure."

"Isn't it a fake name?"

"Isn't it a Western sect that came to test the leader?"

…

A group of people exchanged words with each other and began to discuss. It seemed that they were actively discussing, but in fact it was a manifestation of their inner fear and nowhere to put it.

King Jialou took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "No matter what, the appearance of a Daluo Jinxian-level figure in the sea of ​​blood is enough to attract the attention of the leader. I need to see the leader."

After that, he turned back to look at the other two Shura Gods of War and said: "Butler, Maya, you two come with me to see the leader. The others can go back. They have been patrolling recently. I'm afraid that the blood sea will not be peaceful next. ”

"good!"

Everyone nodded, and then King Garuda quickly left this bloody continent with Butler and Maya, the two Shura.

No one noticed that a figure had quietly followed the three of them.

This figure is none other than Feng Ji.

This was Feng Ji's plan. If he couldn't find the leader of the Styx himself, he would simply let these people find him.

With King Garuda leading the way, it would be easy to find the leader of Styx.

What is left in the Shura tribe at this moment is just a blood-dropped clone of Feng Ji.

His true body followed the King of Garuda, flew away from the bloody continent, and re-entered the bloody mist.

This time, Feng Ji transformed into a blood mist, floating in the vast mist, and stuck close to the three of them, without the three of them noticing at all.

His transformation technique can hide even the way of heaven, let alone these Shura people.

The mist of the blood sea rolled. The direction they were heading was not outside the blood sea, but deeper into the blood sea.

As it continued to go deeper, all kinds of weird murmurs sounded in the sea of ​​blood.

The three Shura tribe members seemed not to have heard anything and kept moving forward. However, Feng Ji was keenly aware that their speed was getting slower and slower, and they seemed to be disturbed by these murmurs.

Feng Ji's Yuanshen was only at the level of the Golden Immortal, and he also felt these gibbering sounds, as if one after another of demonic sounds were constantly penetrating into the sea of ​​consciousness.

He felt this gibbering, just like the murmurs of the inner demons when he was going through the golden elixir tribulation.

Feng Ji was shocked: "Demon energy? Is there actually demonic energy in the depths of this sea of ​​blood?"

He suddenly remembered that the Blood Sea was born in the period of chaos, the same era as Pangu.

During the Chaos Period, the heaven and earth were as chaotic as chicken eggs, and a large number of Chaos Demon Gods were born within it. Pangu was just one of them, and there were many other Demon Gods as well.

For example, the demon lord Rahu was very famous during the prehistoric period.

It's a pity that this person died in the end, but he opened up the Demon Realm. Thousands of monsters hid in the Demon Realm, and there has been no news since then.

There is demonic energy in this sea of ​​blood. Is it possible that there are still demonic creatures hidden here?

Feng Ji was surprised and became more and more curious about the leader of the Styx.

"Stop, the front is the secluded area of ​​the leader. No one is allowed to enter!"

Suddenly, blood mist rolled in front, and a sharp shout came from it.

Jialou's expression changed, and he stopped quickly and shouted: "But Lord Tianboxun? Jialou of the Shura tribe came with his fellow tribesmen to report something important to the leader."

In the bloody mist, a figure was looming. The figure was extremely tall, with six arms behind it, and its aura was overwhelming.

Feng Ji took a look and was surprised, this was actually a perfect Shura of Golden Immortal!

At the same time, he also sensed that there were three characters with slightly weaker aura hiding in this sea of ​​blood.

He couldn't help but be secretly surprised: "It seems that this is the place where the leader of the Styx River retreats, and there are actually four golden immortal level warriors guarding it."

"Wait a minute, since the leader of Styx is already a Daluo Golden Immortal, why does he need four Golden Immortals to help him protect him in retreat? Could it be that... he is injured?"

Feng Ji's heart skipped a beat, and he had an astonishing guess in his mind.

At this time, inside the mist, the figure asked in a cold voice: "The leader has already ordered that if there is no serious matter, no one is allowed to come and disturb you. Have you forgotten?"

Jialou said quickly: "This is a big event, Master Tianbo Xun. A Daluo Jinxian came from the sea of ​​blood. He said he had news about the layout of the Western Sect and wanted to inform the leader."

"What!"

Even Tianbo Xun, the perfect golden immortal, couldn't help but exclaim at this moment.

Daluo Jinxian?

Since the Great Lich Tribulation, it is rare to see a Da Luo Jinxian born.

Now that someone of the level of Daluo Jinxian actually appears, is the outside world... going to be in chaos again?

Thinking of the great catastrophe mentioned by the leader, his heart sank and he immediately asked: "What is that person's name?"

"Well, his name is Feng Ji. He calls himself Xianyun Yehe. We don't dare to ask more questions, but this person's aura is undoubtedly that of Daluo Jinxian."

Tianbo Xun thought for a while and said: "You come in alone, and the others are waiting outside."

"Yes." King Jialou and others nodded in agreement, while King Jialou himself followed the mist and walked towards the figure.

Feng Ji swayed and turned into a strand of his hair, lying quietly on his shoulder.

As King Garuda moved forward, the mist in front of him suddenly started to spin, forming a whirlpool channel.

His whole body was uncontrollably sucked into the whirlpool.

It seemed that this was not the first time for King Garuda to come. He did not panic, but remained calm and steady.

But in a moment, his eyes flashed, and all the fog around him disappeared, and he appeared in a huge palace.

In the palace, there were four figures standing in the palace, staring at King Garuda.

In front of the palace, a blood pool was tumbling. Inside the blood pool, a figure was sitting on it. His robe was stained with blood, and his face was covered by the blood robe, making it difficult to see clearly.

This appearance is exactly the same as the statue in the Shura clan temple.

He is the leader of Styx!

With just one glance, Feng Ji had already determined that the person in the blood pool in front of him was none other than the Ancestor of Styx!