Avenue of Red Clouds

When the Suiren trio heard Hong Yun's words, their worries fell. After all, the three Yibao trio used to chop the corpse, which is indeed a bit strange. This is the only case in Honghuang.

After Hong Yun passed the evolution of the heavens to Yunxiao, he threw it to Ao Liangchen. With the cultivation of the current saint Ao Liangchen, it is more than enough to teach a golden immortal. As long as Ao Liangchen speaks out, even the quasi saint will worship At the door of Ao Liangchen, after all, there are only a few sages.

After arranging the matter of Yunxiao, Hong Yun asked again, about Jinlin and Bai Ling, not seeing these two little ghosts for so long, to the point that I missed it, after all, I have been with him for so long.

Jin Lin and Bai Ling were practicing in the Dragon Clan. This matter was arranged by Ao Liangchen. Although it would not be possible to put the two of them in the core of the Dragon Clan to experience, Ao Liangchen did not arrange it too far. Nearly ten thousand years have passed. He hesitated. Liangchen did not reveal the identities of the two of them, resulting in Jinlin and Bailing having no privileges in the dragon clan.

Like ordinary Dragon Clan children, they are working hard. Some time ago, Ao Guang reported this to Ao Liangchen. Jin Lin and Bai Ling have changed a lot. They also understand the humanity and sophistication, and their moods have also been raised. Can control the cultivation of Da Luo Jinxian.

"Master, rest assured, Jin Lin and Bai Ling, the two boys, are about to end their experience in the dragon clan, and the disciple will take them back at that time." Ao Liangchen said.

"Yeah." Hong Yun nodded and looked at the disciples below. There was nothing to do, so they all retreated.

On the other hand, Hong Yun left Penglai Island alone and flew towards the North Sea. When halfway through the flight, Hong Yun stopped again, looked at the direction of the North Sea, and then turned and flew in the opposite direction. Originally, he went to see the black turtle first. What's going on, but now it's not time for her to be born, and she's gone for nothing. Once I think about it, forget it.

For this mysterious tortoise, Hong Yun is also thinking about how to plan a route for him. After all, the mysterious tortoise’s huge body and the spiritual energy stored in it have far exceeded the quasi-sage, I am afraid that only the most holy can compare it, but None of these mana powers can be used by the mysterious turtle, which is somewhat useless.

As for the realm of Xuangui itself, there is only Taiyi Golden Immortal, not even Daluo Golden Immortal. These are all due to the magic power in the body. Even if he is born in the future, this physical body can no longer be used, which is a bit difficult.

Hong Yun thought for a while, and suddenly thought of a good way. This was also the reason why Hong Yun turned and flew away.

After a few cups of tea, Hong Yun came to a blood-stained power, which was the most filthy place in the prehistoric land, the sea of ​​blood transformed by the belly button of the Great God Pangu. At this time, the sea of ​​blood surged and countless remnants of souls were in the sea of ​​blood. Wandering among.

"Shoo...hoo...hoo...hoo..." All kinds of voices came from the sea of ​​blood, and they were all the remnants of souls. These remnants were the destruction of the flesh of prehistoric creatures. After the souls were broken, There is no place to take it, but under the guidance of the dark, I came to the sea of ​​blood.

This also caused the sea of ​​blood to become a place where the remnant souls wandered, and it was precisely because of these remnants that the ancestors of the river in the blood created the Asura clan and became the most sacred fruit in one fell swoop.

The cry of these remnant souls is breathtaking. As long as those who are not in a deep state of mind hear it, it will definitely lead to instability of the state of mind.

But beside this sea of ​​blood, there is a beautiful woman who is one of the 12 ancestral witches of the Witch clan, Houtu ancestor witch.

Originally, Hou Tu was in retreat among the tribes, but when he felt uneasy, he had the idea of ​​going out for a walk, but he didn't expect that this unknowingly came to the sea of ​​blood, Hou Tu and the ancestors of Styx. Being unfamiliar, naturally did not disturb the ancestors of Styx, but traveled alone in the sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood is vast. Although it is the sea within the prehistoric continent, the range is not small, at least the size of an eternal star. Houtu turned around the sea of ​​blood, walking along the way, Houtu felt blood. In addition to the **** waves, the sea saw the endless remnants of souls crying, and there were also a steady stream of remnants of souls floating from all over the land.

Seeing the cry of these remnant souls, Houtu frowned, feeling that these remnants were very pitiful. After their fall, these remnant souls without wits have been drifting in the sea of ​​blood and living in no fixed place.

Thinking of this, Hou Tu felt that the original restlessness gradually disappeared, and then Hou Tu felt something wrong. It seemed that the previous restlessness was not a whim, but someone deliberately guiding him to the sea of ​​blood.

The more Houtu thinks about it, the more he feels that he is right. Someone must be guiding him. In Honghuang, he can guide him quietly. I am afraid that there are only Hongjun Daozu and Hongyun Daozu, but Houtu does not feel like these two. Great God.

"Is it the way of heaven in the dark, or the will of God the Father~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Houtu muttered to himself.

"Uuuuuuu..." Suddenly, the remnant soul above the sea of ​​blood began to riot. For a while, the cry of the remnant soul shook the sky, and the earth saw this, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and immediately surged. The gentle power of the unearthed law touched the remnants of the soul, allowing the remnants to gradually calm down.

However, the remnant soul riots shocked the sea of ​​blood. The ancestor of the Styx who was in retreat, a whirlpool appeared in the sea of ​​blood. The ancestor of the Styx sat on the twelfth-grade fire red lotus, slowly flying into the sea of ​​blood, There are also four people beside him, namely, the Asura tribe's Zizai Tianboxun, Yu Se Tian, ​​Da Brahma, and Di Shi Tian, ​​the four great demon kings, all of which are the cultivation bases of Da Luo Jinxian.

"Friends of Taoist Houtu came to my sea of ​​blood, and didn't say a word, let the poor Dao fulfill the friendship of the landlord." The ancestor of Styx saw that it was Houtu, his face changed slightly, and said slowly.

Although the ancestors of Styx consider themselves very high, they know that this land is not easy to offend. This witch tribe doesn’t want the emperor Taiyi of the witch tribe. Knowing to think twice before acting, the barbarians of the witch tribe will only fight for reason first. The ancestor is the most sage, but he can't resist the great formation of the gods, especially after summoning the real body of Pangu, he is not a saint.

"I'm disturbing fellow Daoist Styx. Pang Dao came out for a stroll, and unexpectedly came to Daoist's dojo. If there is any offense, please ask Daoist friend Haihan." Houtu said humbly, and the same Houtu also feared Styx. The ancestor, one of the only two great saints in the prehistoric world, is less than the number of saints.

Hou Tu looked at the endless remnant souls with pity, but then thought of the Asuras created by the ancestors of the Styx River using these remnants. He thought that this might be the home of the remnants. He pondered for a while, and said lightly: " Dare to ask fellow Daoists, this remnant soul above the sea of ​​blood is the foundation of the creation of the Asura clan. Why didn’t the Dao friends turn all the remnant souls into the Asura clan?"