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

Styx nodded earnestly, solemnly welcoming the arrival of the storm.

"one.".

A pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow swept over, making Styx couldn't help screaming.

"System, you don't talk about martial arts, you engage in sneak attacks.

Ah, it hurts, stop quickly, I don’t want blood drawn~”

Styx finally felt the pain experienced by Pan Gu and Chaos Demon God, as if countless needles were inserted into his body, ruthlessly devouring his blood.

The screams in the sea of ​​blood lasted for nearly an hour.

Finally, 8000 million drops of Styx blood essence were drawn out.

The moment the system stopped, Styx fell down softly.

The loss of a large amount of blood made him very weak. According to Styx, he was weaker than giving birth to septuplets in one breath.

Styx operated his exercises, quickly replenishing his mana, and there will be more pain waiting for him later.

The division of Yuanshen should be super interesting, and it is countless times more tragic than Ling Chi.

After practicing for a long time, Styx finally returned to the peak moment, and even the original source was deeper than before.

Time is life, and Styx still wanted to travel to the prehistoric, so the division of the primordial spirit began immediately.

Styx used the law of blood and the law of killing to condense a small knife, and then swung the knife towards his soul.

The pain that penetrated into the soul constantly shattered Styx's will.

This Kan Minghe can only bear it by himself, every step is the key to shaping Dao Xin, the system is unwilling to take action.

In the great battle, Styx must be tough on himself.

Killing the sky, killing the earth, and killing all living beings, this is the way of the Styx.

The system highly praised Styx's spirit, and it turned out that he was so ruthless that he would not let him go.

"It seems that the person I chose is not bad. I need to give the little guy more time. After all, the avenue is made of endless piles of corpses. Killing one, the avenue of blood is even more so."

The system muttered to itself.

Another yuan will fly by.

Styx was still screaming at the beginning, but then gradually stopped moaning, and his breath calmed down.

In the end, whether it was numbness or adaptation to the pain, Styx fell silent.

Yuanshen was finally divided into 8000 million strands.

Styx's primordial spirit was broken and then stood up, more tenacious, and the origin of the primordial spirit was also stronger, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

"Give it to the deity!"

Styx drank loudly, and 8000 million strands of primordial spirit merged into the essence and blood.

The blood god son gradually took shape, and Minghe injected the remaining [-] square meters of ordinary Pangu's blood essence into the blood god son to improve his cultivation.

Time flies, and more than a dozen yuan will fly by.

The Blood God Son was finally born in form.

As for his appearance, he still had black hair and gorilla pupils, with a melancholy and evil look.

However, there was an extra flame of blood on the forehead of the Blood God Son, which looked full of murderous intent.

As for the blood god son's clothes, he was wearing a blood-colored Taoist robe, which was even more bloody.

Styx stood on the sea of ​​blood, looking down at his 8000 million clones.

The cultivation base of the Blood God Son is unified at the peak of the Golden Immortal, which is two realms lower than the main body.

However, the fusion of all the blood god sons can barely reach the cultivation level of the main body.

My avatar can ignore the realm barrier, and as long as I continue to practice, I can slowly reach the cultivation level of the main body.

As for why Styx didn't raise the clone's cultivation to a higher level, it was because the landlord's family had no food left.

Pangu's blood essence has been used up, so his avatar should just stay in the Nether Blood Sea obediently.

The sea of ​​blood is surging, and blood energy pierces the sky.

Styx looked at the 8000 million Blood God Sons with satisfaction.

"Stand at attention, take a rest, and look to the right."

The heads of densely packed people all turned to the right, and a feeling of fright that made Styx rush into his heart instantly.

"Fuck, I forgot that I have trypophobia~".

Styx suddenly softened his feet and fell from the sky.

Pfft!

After sinking into the sea of ​​blood, all the sons of the blood gods were also paralyzed, their cultivation bases suddenly lost, and they fell into the sea of ​​blood.

It seems that some things can never be changed, such as trypophobia.

This moment became the darkest era on Styx's path of cultivation.

It is said in history that the twilight of the gods.

The system couldn't help it anymore, it wasn't really laughing at Styx, it really couldn't help it.

"Xiu'er, is that you? I laughed so hard, I'm going to spray, ah, hahaha~"

Styx and all the blood gods looked dark, but they were powerless to defend themselves.

Because they were still falling in the sea of ​​blood, even though their cultivation was very high, Styx still couldn't raise his spirits, and even couldn't use his mana.

It's really scary, and the deity will never show it again.

Styx only remembered that he slowed down for a long time, sank in the sea for a long time, and finally calmed down.

The Blood God Sons had been put into the sea of ​​blood by Styx, scattered and scattered all over the sea of ​​blood.

Let them practice on their own, unless it is absolutely necessary, Styx will not gather them together.