Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

Well, take it as compensation for kidnapping yourself.

Chapter 069 Don't Go Too Much

Inside the Scarlet Taoist Palace, Xuan Chengzi flickered slightly, transformed into tens of thousands of clones, and rushed in all directions.

Mysterious Yin Stone Marrow?

Take it!

Nine Soul Yuan Lingzhu?

Take it!

……

Although the interior space of the Taoist palace of Patriarch Minghe is vast, and many seemingly narrow and narrow stone chambers are vast and boundless after entering, the tens of thousands of avatars transformed by Xuan Chengzi show their magical powers, just like locusts passing through. It was looted in a short time.

Except for the Scarlet Taoist Palace itself which cannot be taken away, everything else that can be taken away has been put into Xuan Chengzi's treasure bag.

It has to be said that, as an innate saint who was born at the beginning of the world, the ancestor Styx's family fortune is quite rich.

And it may be because the ancestor Minghe stayed in the Dao Palace all the year round and did not worry about attracting thieves, so there was no restriction on these treasures, so that Xuan Chengzi easily collected them middle.

Because there were too many things, Xuan Chengzi didn't check them one by one, but just took a few casual glances and found a lot of good things.

For example, more than a dozen Houtian spirit treasures of different grades, nine out of ten were refined by Zizai Tianboxun and the others by the ancestor Minghe.

There are also a lot of treasures of heaven and earth, even if they are placed in Kunlun Mountain, they are all rare refining materials.

In the depths of the Dao Palace, there is also a large medicine garden, which cultivates unique Yinhuo ginseng, Yinming Ganoderma lucidum, Xuehai Youlian, etc., which are unique to the Nether Blood Sea. medicine.

Xuan Chengzi directly moved this large medicine garden to the map of Shanhe Sheji.

After thinking for a while, he stared at the blood pool below again.

It should be a good thing that this blood pool can be placed in the Dao Palace by the ancestor Minghe.

It's just that when he wanted to take away the entire blood pool, he saw blood waves rolling in the pool, and Patriarch Styx's angry roar came from it.

"Junior, don't go too far!"

Xuan Chengzi was taken aback, and thought that even the great uncle had come, so how could this Patriarch Styx have time to come back?

Immediately afterwards, Lao Tzu's calm and indifferent voice sounded.

"Xuan Chengzi, it's fine for you to collect some spiritual treasures and elixir. That pool of blood is the birthplace of Styx, which is of great significance to him, but it is of no benefit to you. What are you taking it for?"

Xuan Chengzi's face flushed slightly, as if he was caught by a passing teacher when he was stealing sweet potatoes from someone's field on the way to school.

Fortunately, Lao Tzu did not accuse him of looting Patriarch Styx.

Xuan Chengzi didn't dare to wait too long, so he summoned the chasing car and rushed away along the way he came.

Along the way, many Asuras spotted him and tried to stop him.

However, the speed of the daily car is not comparable to them.

Xuan Chengzi didn't bother with them too much, and urged the Chaser to leave this small world quickly, and passed through the Nether Blood Sea in the blink of an eye, and came to the sky above the Blood Sea.

This Nether Blood Sea is located under the Eighteen Layers of Nether Earth. It is vast and boundless, and it is the place where the filthy air sinks.

Xuan Chengzi sat in the day-by-day car and looked around, only to see that there was no sky and no sun, only the fishy-smelling Wang Yang was glowing with scarlet blood.

He quickly scanned around, and finally saw Lao Tzu's figure in the extreme distance.

I saw this Daoist Taiqing, the head of the Three Purities, was sitting on the back of a green bull, wearing a light blue gossip Taoist robe, with a bun, and a gentle and peaceful smile on his old face.

It seems that he is not fighting with the ancestor Minghe, but riding a green bull for an outing.

Hey, where did Patriarch Styx go?

Xuan Chengzi was a little curious, had he been beaten away?

The next moment, he suddenly heard the sound of huge waves coming from the Nether Blood Sea below.

He hurriedly lowered his head to look, only to see tens of thousands of waves of blood rising above the nether sea of ​​blood, like mountains after mountains.

Xuan Chengzi hurriedly urged the daily car to rise to a high altitude.

At this time, he discovered that the tens of thousands of blood waves in the Nether Blood Sea had condensed into a huge face with a radius of several million miles.

This face Xuan Chengzi is very familiar with, it is exactly the appearance of the ancestor Ming He.

I saw this huge Patriarch Styx staring at the eyes made of blood, staring in surprise and anger at Lao Tzu who was still sitting on the back of the green bull, as if he had suffered a lot in the previous fight.

"kill!"

Patriarch Styx shouted violently, and the thunderous sound shook through the Eighteen Layers of Nether Earth.

Countless souls rushed out of the sea of ​​blood, all of them were ferocious beasts and gods who fell since the beginning of the world.

Most of them fell during the Long Han Calamity, and only the remnant souls were left sinking into the Nether Blood Sea.

At this moment, they shouted in unison as if they had received an order, and rushed towards Lao Tzu in mid-air.

Although their true spirits have been wiped out, the remnant souls still have the strength of the Golden Immortal Realm, and some remnant souls even retain Da Luo-level mana.

The most important thing is that there are too many of them, and the whole sea of ​​blood boils like hot water boiling in an instant.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill..."

Amid the deafening shouts of killing, Lao Tzu didn't even look at it. A flat crutch appeared in his hand, and he tapped lightly in front of him.

"Boom-"

A muffled sound.

As if the pause button had been pressed, the sky above the Nether Blood Sea instantly became quiet, and all the remnant souls woke up from their mad desire to kill, bowed respectfully to Lao Tzu, and then disintegrated and dissipated on their own.

"how did you do it!"

Patriarch Styx was shocked and angry.

Lao Tzu smiled lightly, just looked at him quietly, without saying a word.

Although he didn't speak, the understatement just now made Patriarch Styx feel unprecedented pressure.

"but……"

Ancestor Minghe sneered sadly and said: "The Nether Blood Sea is my domain, and above the blood sea, I am already invincible!"

After speaking, his huge face sank into a sea of ​​blood.

Immediately afterwards, countless figures emerged from the bottom of the water.

Xuan Chengzi glanced at it, and saw densely packed figures on the sea of ​​blood.

Each of these figures is exactly the same as Patriarch Styx, with scarlet blood lingering all over his body.

Could this be the Blood God Son?

Xuan Chengzi's eyes flickered, he remembered that Patriarch Minghe had 8000 million Blood God Sons.

Different from ordinary avatars, each of the 8000 million blood god sons of Patriarch Styx can be regarded as the main body.

At this moment, 8000 million ancestors of Styx stood on the sea of ​​blood, looking up at Lao Tzu in the air in unison, the scene was quite shocking.

"The Great Formation of the Nether Blood River!"

The 8000 million ancestors of Styx shouted in unison.

A demon banner about ten thousand feet high burst out of the sea of ​​blood suddenly.

Bloody flames billowed like a vast ocean; evil spirits billowed like billowing waves.

The boundless blood flames converged into a mighty blood-colored river, rising from the sea of ​​blood and rushing towards Lao Tzu...

Chapter 070

In the sky above the Nether Blood Sea, a bloody river runs across the sky.

Although this river of blood was not coming towards him, Xuan Chengzi still had alarm bells ringing in his heart, subconsciously urging the day-by-day car to stay far away.

His intuition told him that the blood flame was extremely vicious, as long as it touched a little, it would be burnt to the bone and melted immediately, and even the primordial spirit could hardly escape.

After escaping to a safe place, Xuan Chengzi quickly looked at Lao Tzu in the distance.

Just in time, I saw this Taiqing Taoist casually throwing a picture scroll, black and white Pisces with heads and tails intertwined, exuding a misty aura of primordial spirit.

"Tai Chi diagram!"

Xuan Chengzi's tenacious Dao heart couldn't help beating "bang bang".

And the scene below made him realize how terrifying the power of this innate treasure is.

The moment the Taiji diagram appeared, the blood river collapsed instantly, and 8000 million Stygian ancestors manifested from it, falling into the sea of ​​blood like dumplings.

Looking at this scene, Xuan Chengzi couldn't help laughing out loud.

Especially the words "I am invincible" from the ancestor Minghe still lingered in his ears, but in the next moment it turned into dumplings.

"Junior!"

Patriarch Minghe floated out of the sea of ​​blood, stepped on the twelfth-grade blood-colored lotus platform, and stared at Xuan Chengzi angrily.

Xuan Chengzi's laughter sounded too harsh to him!

At this time, Lao Tzu came riding a bull, and said indifferently: "Fellow Daoist Minghe, do you want to continue?"

A flash of shame and anger flashed in Patriarch Minghe's eyes, he opened his mouth, wanted to speak several times, but finally held back.

In the end, he flicked his sleeves angrily, and sank into the sea of ​​blood.

Seeing that Lao Tzu didn't intend to stop him, Xuan Chengzi couldn't help being a little puzzled.

Judging from the scene just now, Lao Tzu was fighting against Patriarch Styx completely.

It can even be said that Patriarch Styx had already been crushed before he got serious.

Under such circumstances, with Xuan Chengzi's style, he would definitely choose to kill the grass and roots without hesitation, so as to avoid the fate of not being killed by the snake, but being harmed instead.

He also didn't think that Lao Tzu couldn't kill Patriarch Styx.

Something like "the sea of ​​blood never dries up, the River of Styx never dies", in his opinion, he just didn't meet a strong enough opponent.

Of course, this is just his opinion.

He doesn't know Lao Tzu's thoughts at all, and he doesn't think he's smart enough to make suggestions.

Seeing that Patriarch Styx disappeared into the sea of ​​blood, I smiled slightly and waved at Xuan Chengzi.

Xuan Chengzi hurried to the front, put away the chasing car, bowed respectfully and saluted, "Disciple pays respects to Master! Thank you Master for coming to the rescue! It's just because of disciple's matter that troubled Master to go out of the customs, it really makes disciple feel guilty." install."

Lao Tzu nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it just so happens that I also want to go out for a tour."

Xuan Chengzi heard the strings and knew the elegant meaning, and said in surprise: "Master, have you realized your own way?"

Lao Tzu looked at him noncommittally and said: "If you have nothing to do, you can travel with me in the wilderness."

Xuan Chengzi nodded without hesitation, bowed and said: "I am willing to hold the pedal for my master."

……

The water flows eastward, the leaves fall one after another, and the time flies by quietly.

More than a hundred years have passed since leaving the Nether Blood Sea.

For more than a hundred years, Xuan Chengzi really did as he said, leading Lao Tzu's green bull to travel in the prehistoric and desolate.

It's just that it's not for flying, but for walking.

And Lao Tzu sat sideways on the back of Qingniu, and at first chatted with Xuan Chengzi.

But as he walked further and further away, he often fell into deep thought.

In this case, Xuan Chengzi dared not disturb him.

In this way, he led the green ox to walk on the prehistoric land, climbed mountains, passed through dense forests, crossed great rivers and lakes, saw the demon country on the ground, and saw the witch tribe...

It was also a unique experience for him.

With his realm, he can travel thousands of miles in an instant, but he has never felt such a feeling of measuring the wild land with his feet.

The only problem is, it's just too slow.