Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding , three melodious bells rang , a wave of surging on a bloody ocean , dirty blood flowed everywhere , making people sneer sniff . A milky white halo flashed , a man in a white long gown

Standing on the sea of ​​blood, his eyes burst into doubt. His fingers kept calculating, and his eyebrows frowned even more, and hesitated lightly: "Someone is causing trouble?"

The man was dressed in white, with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, his nose was as bright as a gallbladder, and his long hair was draped under his shoulders, which kept stirring along the fishy smell of the sea of ​​blood, and his clothes were fluttering, so handsome that he was not like a human being. Around the man

A stunning woman stood in plain clothes, looking so beautiful that she looked endless. Her gentle eyes glanced at the waves of blood, and then looked at the man beside her again with emotion.

The arm moved slightly, holding the man's arm, and he didn't say anything, but he kept smirking. The hair moved slightly, and a hint of surprise and panic about the inexplicable environment was revealed on his beautiful face, but he was slightly shy,

A hint of redness appeared on Bingfrost's face, looking charming.

This reminds people of a sentence from Song Yu's poem "The Goddess". In a moment, the beauty is full of beauty: it is as bright as a flower, as warm as bright as a brightness. The five colors are radiant, and they cannot be exhausted. Looking at it in detail, it will take away the snatch.

People's eyes are exquisite. When they are rich in ornaments, they are rich in silk and silk, and their charms shine on all directions.

This pair of men and women who fell on the sea of ​​blood were shattering the void. Although Zhuge Qingqing had been a woman for a hundred years, her beauty was extremely beautiful, and she was no different from the girl's age. What's more, the two were not the same as those of the girls' age.

Human feelings have remained the same for a hundred years, and they have never quarreled, which has been passed down as a beautiful story by the mortal world.

Chen Yuyang held the huge Donghuang Bell in his right hand, and the bell was shining with golden light. However, Chen Yuyang looked at the waves of blood at this moment, but he did not notice that the ancient Donghuang Bell in his hand was in the ancient Donghuang Bell.

The big character has begun to change and distort, and finally presents three completely different characters, Hongmeng Zhong.

Zhuge Qingqing has been in the human world for a hundred years and was taught by Chen Yuyang, a saint who used his strength to break the Tao. From time to time, he helped her transform her body with the power of the original body. Now, it is also the peak cultivation level of the Daluo Golden Immortal, not to mention the saint's body intercourse and cooperation.

Zhuge Qingqing's current body is comparable to the saint's body, a truly immortal existence.

But even so, seeing this wave of blood, the girl's character was still depressed and scared, and pulled Chen Yuyang and said, "Yuyang, where is this place? Let's leave quickly!"

Chen Yuyang laughed, constantly comforting Zhuge Qingqing, and swaying her long hair, saying, "Qingqing, this is the prehistoric world, but this is just a corner of the prehistoric world. People often say that the Nine Nether Hell is close to this place. This place is Pangu

A pool of dirty blood transformed from the great god's abdomen, called the sea of ​​blood!”

Chen Yuyang pointed his hand and pointed to the end of the sea of ​​blood and said, "Qingqing, after passing this sea of ​​blood, it is where the weak water is. The weak water is the purest water in the world. The birds are but the feathers are not passed, unless the saint's body and

The soul of the human world, otherwise, no one can survive the weak water!”

Seeing that Zhuge Qingqing had gradually calmed down, Chen Yuyang continued to smile and said, "From the back of the weak water, it is the Nine Nether Hell. That is, the underworld, the six realms of reincarnation, the foundation of the prehistoric world, and even the foundation of the human world are here. It can be said that

The luck of the underworld is the luck of all races in the prehistoric world! It is also an inevitable place for saints to compete for!"

Raising his head, Zhuge Qingqing looked at the bloody sea area curiously and said, "Then, does the King of Hell really exist?"

Chen Yuyang focused his head heavily, suddenly shook his head again, and said, "Maybe there exists, maybe it doesn't exist!"

Even though Zhuge Qingqing didn't understand Chen Yuyang's words, since Chen Yuyang got married, Zhuge Qingqing felt that the man's aura became mysterious, but his every move seemed to be so reasonable, which made people

Unpredictable.

"Yuyang, where are we going now?" Zhuge Qingqing said affectionately holding Chen Yuyang's arm.

Chen Yuyang laughed, put his hands on Zhuge Qingqing's slender waist and said, "Go to Beihai, it is the base camp of my demon clan. Then I will place everyone brought from the human world, those monkeys

I wonder how many things the boys will bring when they come to the prehistoric world? Place them down earlier and get them done sooner!"

"Okay! Listen to you!" Zhuge Qingqing laughed and said. Although she had just entered the prehistoric land, she had endless imagination and curiosity in her heart, and wanted to see how this prehistoric land looked, but Zhuge Qingqing was a woman after all.

Everything is centered on Chen Yuyang, but she knows that she will live in this land for a long time in the future, so she is not in a hurry.

Within the Donghuang Bell, there are nearly 300,000 demon clans and the orphan army of the 200,000 heavenly army brought by Chen Yuyang from the human world and descended on this prehistoric land. Chen Yuyang didn't want to come here without any help after he came here.

, so all the capital that can be mobilized in the human world has been mobilized.

Under the supervision and guidance of Chen Yuyang for a hundred years, this group of demon clans and orphans have also made rapid progress in their cultivation. Tianlang Xiaoyue, a figure of the prehistoric ashes, has cut off a corpse and become a quasi-saint, while the Nine-tailed Demon Fox and Dadi Cang have also cut off a corpse.

The wolf also achieved the status of quasi-saints, and the other demon kings were also at the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

As for the orphan army orphan army, there is no need to say that almost every one of them can be compared with the war god Xing Tian. Xiaotian and the first orphan army are close to the level of the ancestor witches back then. Such a powerful force

With the power in hand, plus my own saint's cultivation level, I swept through the prehistoric world, and when I have a problem.

He patted Zhuge Qingqing's buttocks heavily. Zhuge Qingqing said coquettishly, and then Chen Yuyang said: "Okay, let's go, life in the prehistoric world will start from today!"

Zhuge Qingqing immediately collapsed in Chen Yuyang's arms and smiled happily. However, just as the two of them were about to disappear in the void, there was a swell of waves in the sea of ​​blood, and an angry laughter came out of the sea of ​​blood, with a bit of obscene

And pleasure, the blood waves were dozens of meters high, and suddenly rushed towards Chen Yuyang.

"Junior, where is the sea of ​​blood? How can you let me come and leave whenever you say it!"

Chen Yuyang narrowed his eyes, and his pair of light-like eyes immediately shot into the depths of the sea of ​​blood, and his eyes condensed in the air said: "The Ancestor of the Sea of ​​Blood Styx!"

"Junior, you have some knowledge. Keep the beauties around you and enjoy them for the ancestors. Let you live a life. Haha, for many years, and for many years, have you never seen such a beauties in this sea of ​​blood.

It's son!"
Chapter completed!