Honghuang: I, Styx, start the reporting system

"Your Majesty is the lord of this underworld, so naturally she can go anywhere!"

Ping Xin: "You are the Nether Emperor, and you are also the Lord of this underworld. If you don't want me to come, I will naturally not be able to come."

This conversation was completely without nutrition. Styx could only say: "Of course I welcome your Majesty to come."

"Oh, perfunctory."

Styx couldn't guess what Pingxin was thinking at this time, so he simply stopped talking.

Pingxin glanced at him: "What? Now you don't even want to talk to me?"

Styx: As expected, not speaking is also wrong.

He had no choice but to step forward and say, "How could it be? Your Majesty looks more and more radiant today. I was so fascinated by it that I couldn't think of any words to describe her beauty."

"You talkative!" Although Ping Xin was a little disgusted, her tone softened.

Apparently her efforts to please Styx were very useful.

Styx's heart is indeed true.

When a woman loses her temper, all she needs to do is praise her and coax her, and it will definitely work.

Ping Xin softened his tone and said to Ming He: "It won't be long before the Ten Yuan Meeting that Hongjun originally set. After the Lich War is over, I want you to accompany me to the depths of the Netherworld to see you. typical."

Pingxin Palace is already deep in the underworld, but the tunnel is still deep.

This is just like the Heavenly Dao Sea where the Heavenly Dao is located is extremely mysterious.

Most people don't even have the qualifications to set foot there.

Pingxin invited Styx to go with him, which was obviously a high degree of trust in Styx. He had no reason to refuse, so he naturally agreed.

In addition, Styx is indeed very curious about the depths of the Netherworld.

I'm afraid there are more than just tunnels there.

After Pingxin invited Styx, he did not leave directly. Instead, he stayed here with Styx to preach to the Asura clan below.

Styx unconsciously looked sideways at Ping Xin during the sermon.

To be honest, Pingxin is definitely the top goddess in prehistoric times.

Many prehistoric legends describe Pingxin as an extremely tough goddess, holding a soaring snake in her hand and so on. Of course, this is not wrong. After all, among the great gods in the ancient world, which one is not a person with thousands of faces?

As long as they want, they can completely change their appearance.

But ever since Styx and Ping Xin got to know each other, Ping Xin has always maintained the appearance of a worldly fairy, with a very unique temperament.

Even another female saint, Nuwa, only shared the same feelings.

Last time, Styx silently comforted Ping Xin after the incident with the Golden Crow, and the relationship between the two of them improved by leaps and bounds.

But the two of them had a tacit understanding not to pierce the window paper.

Styx admitted that he was attracted to Ping Xin.

This is the first time in two lives.

There is no courtship, mainly because neither of them puts emotional matters first. After all, in today's prehistoric times, the situation is ignored.

None of them can just focus on the relationship between the two of them.

Ping Xin seemed to be aware of it and turned his head to look at Styx, but immediately withdrew his gaze after a moment.

But Styx clearly saw her cheeks turn pink for a moment.

He chuckled.

In stark contrast to the ambiguous atmosphere between the two in the underworld, is the tense atmosphere in the wilderness today.

The entire ancient world fell into a strange calm. The saints all stayed together and preached to their disciples in their respective mountain gates.

The remaining quasi-sage power cannot come out, because now the entire prehistoric era is filled with the evil spirit of calamity.

If they went out and were contaminated with evil spirits, it would be tragic to die in a calamity.

After all, many people died in every calamity.

They managed to survive to this day, but they still care about their own lives.

However, although everyone is hiding in the world, they are still very concerned about the Lich War.

After all, this battle is likely to determine the future of the entire prehistoric world.

Is it the world of witch masters or the world of demon masters?

Not at the foot of the mountain.

The two Lich clans divided their armies to face each other, each side holding a formation flag.

But the difference is that the Wu Clan only has twelve dark black flags, while the Monster Clan has 365 formation flags of different sizes.

A strange gust of wind blew by, making many formation flags rustle.

Di Jun shouted to Di Jiang, the leader of the witch clan: "Di Jiang, the grievances between you and the lich for thousands of years are settled today!"

After today, there will definitely be a winner between the two Lich clans.

Of course, it’s possible that no one wins.

Di Jiang also said: "After today, there will definitely be no more monsters like you in this wilderness!"

"Hmph! That's quite a big tone. It depends on whether your witch clan has this ability!"

Di Jun holds the Hetu Luoshu in his hand, and seems to be ready to lay out the star formation for next week at any time.

The twelve ancestral witches also hold the twelve Dutian Shensha banners. As long as they want, they can form an array to summon Pangu's body at any time.

"You will know if our witch clan has this ability if you try it!"

As soon as the words fell, both sides took action at the same time. Each side had powerful forces that injected all their power into the formation flag, and then the formation took shape.

This is not the first time that the great gods of the heavens have seen the Zhoutian Star Formation and the Twelve Heavenly Gods Formation, but they are still frightened by the terror of these two formations.

The formations on both sides collided together, and air waves visible to the naked eye expanded outward with them as the center.

Pangu's physical body took shape, and he held the sky-opening ax and struck down the formation of stars in the sky.

I thought that this ax could not only destroy the Zhoutian Star Formation, but it could also slightly damage the formation.

But the fact is that the Zhoutian Star Formation was unscathed, and even transformed into a star giant, blocking Pangu's physical attack.

Di Jiang, who controlled Pangu's body, was puzzled and shouted: "Di Jun, you used your tricks to make the Zhoutian Star Formation so much stronger?"

If it were placed ten Yuanhui ago, the power of the Zhoutian Star Formation would still be slightly inferior to the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Formation.

Not to mention that during these ten yuan meetings, Di Jun and others had made breakthroughs in their cultivation.

Di Jun is making breakthroughs, and the strength of their ancestral witches has not stagnated. Even the speed of their cultivation breakthroughs is not slower than that of Di Jun and others.

After all, Di Jun was injured due to his previous attack on the human race, and it took a lot of time to repair the injuries.

Di Jun did not answer Di Jiang.

On the contrary, Xi He, who was in charge of the Taiyin Star, had a crazy smile on his face and said to Di Jiang: "Hahaha, Di Jiang, you didn't expect it! Today, I must use your blood to commemorate my children! "

Then the aura around her body continued to rise, and the entire Zhoutian Star Formation became much stronger.

The Wu clan people still don't understand that Xi He is so crazy that he sacrifices himself!

Di Jiang shouted: "Brothers, hold on! Sacrifice can only strengthen the formation for a short time. As long as Xihe loses his strength, it will be their end!"

Di Jiang is right.

The twelve ancestral witches all increased their power output and forcibly withstood the pressure brought by the Zhoutian Star Formation.

The entire Pangu body also appeared stronger.