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

It was a matter of life and death, and only Styx was not in a hurry.

It's none of your business, hang up high.

But the life of this seat, Luo Hu, is at stake.

He didn't want to escape, and he didn't want to die.

Looking at Luo Hu's hesitant gesture.

Styx pressed his shoulder, and Luo Hu sat on the wicker chair.

"Hold on, don't panic!"

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Chapter 60

"Taste the craftsmanship of the deity first."

"Then the deity will give you advice."

Saying that, Styx looked at the sky with his eyes.

Luo Hu, of course, noticed Styx's hint.

He almost forgot about Tiandao.

Just now, calamity affected him.

Of course, there are calculations of heaven.

Otherwise, how could the majestic Demon Ancestor be distracted.

"It's Meng Lang, my seat."

"Come on, let me taste the craft of the Lord of the Nether Blood Sea."

Although he is so powerful, he has long stopped eating.

To eat is also to taste the spiritual fruit.

Meat soup, since Luo Hu was born, he has not eaten it.

As he spoke, Luo Hu used the God-killing Spear.

The God-killing Spear entered his soul, preventing Heaven from misleading him.

God, it's everywhere.

It's Luo Hu's level of cultivation, plus the innate treasure.

It can also block the prying eyes of heaven.

"Come, eat fruit."

"Mulberry from the hibiscus tree, and yellow plums."

"The deity is relatively poor, so you can live to eat."

As he spoke, he made another cup of tea for Luo Hu.

Demon ancestor Luohu.

Styx looked quite pleasing to the eye.

After all, I have beaten Luo Hu before, so I feel that he is good at making sandbags.

It's a pity that now Luo Hu can't hold back his own attack.

It would be great if Luo Hu could handle the worst beating.

Of course, Hongjun is not bad either.

But for an old man, it's not interesting to play.

Old man!

How good it is to stay honestly!

Styx's mind was wide open, and he looked at Luo Hu.

There seemed to be ill intentions in that look.

Luo Hu couldn't help feeling numb in his back.

Could it be that Styx had thoughts about him?

Luo Hu had a question mark in his head.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you staring at me?"

Being noticed by Luo Hu, Styx straightened his face.

"It's nothing, I'm bored, just look around."

"Now, it's time to talk about business."

"But before that, let's deal with a little fly."

Saying that, Styx stood up.

Blood stared at the sky.