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

After flattering each other for a while, the two started down to business.

"Fellow Daoist Minghe, why don't we discuss the Dao, okay?"

Hong Jun stroked his long beard and said.

Minghe came here this time not only to see the legendary spokesperson of the Dao of Heaven, but also to know the details of Hongjun in advance.

Of course, it was also within his expectation.

The current Hongjun is pure and noble, and he doesn't seem to be an old critique after he joined the Tao.

But he doesn't know the real face, Hongjun is not a good person anyway.

Styx nodded and said, "Good."

Seeing that Styx agreed, Hongjun took the lead in blooming his three flowers.

Seeing Hongjun's Three Flowers Daoguo, it was as expected by Ming He.

Three flowers and twelve grades, exuding the law of immortality, and there is endless tyranny in the calm.

Sure enough, it was so terrifying, as expected of Hongjun.

Styx also bloomed his three flowers.

The twelfth grade is the same grade as Hongjun's Sanhua.

However, the three flowers of Styx are blood-colored, and there are endless blood paths and killing laws lingering on them.

Styx is like an eternal killing god at this time.

Hongjun narrowed his eyes, shocked in his heart.

The fellow Daoist Styx in front of him looked harmless to humans and animals, but he didn't expect to have such a background and talent.

Sitting up in a dying dream, the clown is myself.

After all, it is Pindao who bears everything.

After all, it was wrong.

Hongjun was still too naive.

The discussion begins.

I saw two people with three flowers gathered on the top, the law of the avenue above the head, the auspicious cloud covering the top, the source of the avenue, surrounding the whole body.

The body is faintly visible, and it seems that the two of them do not exist in this space at this time.

At this time, Hongjun said: "My way is the way of immortality, the way of Hongjun, and the way of the three corpses.

With the help of innate things, good, evil, and self-destruction are cut off. Every time a corpse is cut, the law is refined.The three corpses are cut off, the law is perfect, and the three corpses are fused together, and you can break through the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. "

When Minghe heard that Hongjun had realized the way of the three corpses, he couldn't help being shocked.

He also thought that at this time, Hongjun was only relying on the laws of immortality to break through to the Primordial Golden Immortal.

If there is no system, Styx really can't compare with Hongjun.

Thinking of this, Styx couldn't help raising his eyebrows with great interest in Demon Ancestor Luohu.

Chapter 19 Qiongqi strikes, Hongjun's child, not very hurtful, but extremely insulting

Jade Mountain.

Hongjun and Styx sat opposite each other.

No longer thinking about it, Ming He also said: "The way of the deity is the way of blood, the way of killing."

"Stop killing with killing, forge the supreme road with blood."

"With a clear mind and a refined law, you can break through the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian and prove the Dao."

Styx spoke leisurely, but his words were full of endless murderous intent.

Hongjun was not surprised to hear this.

In the prehistoric world, which mighty man does not have blood on his hands.

As the two of them preached, hype fell from the sky, golden lotuses gushed from the ground, and the subtle voice lingered endlessly.

Both Styx and Hongjun were intoxicated by each other's way.

The avenue is endless, and the years of cultivation do not count.

Thousands of years have passed since the two preached.

The two have gained a lot, especially Hongjun, who has a deeper understanding of the way of the three corpses, and has a faint intention of breaking through.

Although Hongjun is majoring in the laws of immortality, since the good luck jade plate contains three thousand ways, Hongjun has dabbled in other laws and ways.

Although not good, but compared to other prehistoric powers, it is also at the top level.

Styx also gained a lot.

The most important thing is to have a certain understanding of Hongjun's background and strength.

Another hundred years followed, and the two exchanged ideas about their respective questions.

Tasting spiritual fruit and drinking Wudao tea, I am really happy.

suddenly!

Hongjun frowned.

An uninvited guest is not a good visitor.

Blood flashed in Minghe's eyes, and he already knew why Hongjun was frowning.

Thousands of miles away, more than 20 giant beasts with millions of feet are attacking Yujing Mountain, carrying countless murderous and evil spirits.

Styx took a look, this is not an acquaintance.

Beastmaster Qiongqi really came.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, it seems that you are in trouble."

Nima, who was in high spirits, was interrupted, Hongjun's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.