A sword to kill the immortal, the daughter who was looking for her father was shocked to become a go

Seeing this, Patriarch Minghe was still desperately resisting, denying it constantly.

"I really don't!"

"God forgive me!"

"God forgive me!"

"boom!"

"Crack!"

Because of Lu Yu's anger, there was a thunderstorm in the nine heavens.

Patriarch Minghe was not afraid of being wiped out.

After all, he can continue to be reborn from the nether sea of ​​blood.

As for Lu Yu, he never thought of obliterating Patriarch Styx at all.

He looked at Patriarch Styx, and then said in a deep voice, "I intend to help the Asura clan get rid of the dirt, and you are the one who will die."

"It's so, have you heard of the endless hell in the underworld?"

As soon as Patriarch Minghe heard the words "Infernal Hell", his pupils couldn't help but dilate.

The eighteen levels of hell in the underworld are well known.

However, there is a hell that is more terrifying than the eighteen levels of hell, and that is the endless hell.

In the endless hell, if you fall into it, you will never be reborn forever, and you will be tortured by the hell fire day and night without end.

Ancestor Styx naturally knew he was wrong.

This is simply life is worse than death!

It's better to kill him directly!
"Don't! Don't..."

"I was wrong!"

But at this time, it was obviously too late for Patriarch Styx to admit his mistake.

As soon as Lu Yu waved his hand, he was imprisoned by spells all over his body.

Immediately afterwards, it was brought into the underworld.

Came directly to the last level of hell.

At this moment, this endless hell is burning with fire.

And the fire inside is the ghost fire specially used to burn the soul.

There is purple in the red, endless life.

Lu Yu released the ancestor Minghe.

Patriarch Minghe knelt down beside Lu Yu again and again, begging bitterly.

But despite this, Lu Yu still threw Patriarch Styx into the Infernal Hell.

Accompanied by a shrill scream.

Although Patriarch Styx has become a saint now, under the shock of Lu Ya, all his mana was imprisoned, and he could only endure the pain of his soul being continuously burned by the ghost fire.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Yu directly integrated all the remaining Asura disciples into the underworld.

Without Patriarch Styx, these Asura disciples no longer have the will to resist.

After Lu Yu finished the work of the Asura clan, he finally let out a long breath.

When he returned to the manor again, he summoned the book again.

The book circled around Lu Yu, and after a few circles, it praised: "Master, this Patriarch Styx is imprisoned in the Infernal Hell, which is the best punishment for him."

Lu Yu waved his hand and said, "I just hope that this prehistoric world can maintain balance."

This is what a god should do.

Although, Lu Yu is not the real way of heaven in this prehistoric world, but has reached the way of heaven through cultivation.

But it is precisely because of the high cultivation level that the sense of responsibility for the prehistoric world has also increased accordingly.

Now, there is no more shit-stirring stick in this prehistoric world.

Taoist Jieyin and Taoist Zhunti were refined by Patriarch Styx, and Patriarch Styx also received retribution, Hong Huang could finally be quiet for a while.

Lu Yu had nothing to do at the moment, so he looked at the book floating in the air, and couldn't help but said, "Didn't you rank No. 9 on the list of great idiots before?"

"What about the rest?"

At this moment, Lu Yu was a little bit interested.

The book turned quickly, and then turned to the previous page again.

At the same time, this leaderboard appeared again on Nine Heavens.

The vision of Nine Heavens once again attracted the attention of hundreds of millions of souls in the prehistoric world.

"The leaderboard is out again!"

"I was ranked No.9 before, I don't know who the top three will be?"

"Who chose this leaderboard?"

"Is it really the way of heaven?"

"..."

Hundreds of millions of creatures in the prehistoric world began to discuss.

At that time, Kunlun Mountain.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked up at the so-called leaderboard, showing a hint of curiosity as well.

However, when he looked at the leaderboard, he felt a little weird.

He always felt that the later this happened, the more his name would be there.

At that time, wouldn't he be laughed at by the prehistoric creatures? !
He is a saint!
It is even the leader of Chanjiao, and now the disciples have not received it yet, and they are called big fools.

From now on, there will be no more disciples!

The more Yuanshi Tianzun thought about it, the more depressed he felt, and he no longer had the mood to pay attention to this ranking.

Therefore, Yuanshi Tianzun simply went back to Yuxu Palace to retreat.

At this moment, Lao Tzu Taiqing looked at the leaderboard with a smile on his face.

Although Taiqing Laozi usually seems to be indifferent, doing nothing, and following nature, but in his heart he has a heart that wants to eat melons crazily.

At the same time, this Empress Nuwa is also very curious.

On Sanxian Island, the thousands of disciples who were originally cultivating have also stopped cultivating at this moment.

Everyone looked up at the leaderboard in the sky.

Fairy Yunxiao couldn't help guessing: "No. 9 is the Twelve Ancestral Witches, so who should No. 8 be?"

Fairy Qiongxiao smiled, and then boldly guessed: "I don't think it's Senior Brother?"

Zhao Gongming on the side suddenly turned dark: "Why is it me?"

"I haven't done anything stupid."

Zhao Gongming was very unconvinced.

And just as they were guessing, a name finally appeared in the sky.