Now, as the head of the entire Asura clan, Indra is like an emperor in the sea of ​​blood.

Naturally, with the change of identity, Indrama also assumed many responsibilities of the Asura clan. Indrama, who arranged the affairs of the tribe, led the Red Flower Virgin to the chaos world of creation outside the prehistoric world.

Deep in the sea of ​​blood, in a space like a huge bubble, the ancestor of the Styx, wearing a blood robe, sat quietly with his eyes closed and cross-legged.

"Hmm?" The ancestor of the Styx, who seemed to have some awareness, couldn't help but have a complex look flashed through his eyes with a changing expression, and murmured in a low voice: "Has the Lord of Qinglian proved the truth and became a saint? When will I go further in the Styx? If I can become a saint, I might be able to get rid of the constraints of the blood sea, right?"

...

Today, the prehistoric world has already been distributed in all directions, but there is a vast sea area in the middle. In the center of this sea area, there is a huge vortex, which seems to be a channel that leads directly to the Nine Nethers, and the yin evil spirits spread out, making the surrounding void a little dim. This is the entrance to the Netherworld!

In the dark whirlpool that looked so terrifying, a blood light suddenly soared into the sky and turned into two figures in the dim void, which were Indra Shitian in a blood robe and the Holy Mother of the Red Flower in a red robe.

"The boundless sea area between these four continents is much chaotic and has a very strong evil aura!" Feeling the faint evil aura in the surrounding sea, the Virgin Mary of Red Flower couldn't help but frown slightly.

However, Di Shitian smiled indifferently and said, "In the great disaster hundreds of years ago, the Four Seas Dragon Clan suffered heavy losses and weak strength, so it is difficult to have absolute control over the boundless sea area, let alone the sea area between the four continents. Here, the influence of the Four Seas Dragon Clan has been very small. Therefore, many sea aquarium forces that are unwilling to surrender to the Four Seas Dragon Clan have come here. Without effective constraints, there will naturally be more fighting."

"It's not a good thing to be messy like this!" The Holy Mother of Red Flower, who frowned and shook her head, turned to look at Indra and said, "Husband, the Asura clan has recovered some vitality now. With you, the quasi-saint, in charge, if you take action, restrain the aquatic forces in the sea and make them become peripheral members of the Asura clan, wouldn't it be a good thing to benefit the ancient world?"

When Di Shitian heard this, his eyes lit up: "Good idea! When we come back, I will start preparing and measure these guys and dare not have any objections!"

While speaking, Indra Shtian glanced across the endless sea area around him and couldn't help but laugh with a domineering smile.

"Let's go!" Indra, who was laughing, took the Virgin of Red Flower toward the eastern sky.

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Dongsheng Shenzhou. As a prehistoric continent, the creatures respect the heaven and earth, and their hearts are refreshed and peaceful. Most of them are the descendants of the Taoist sect. The Eastern Xuanmen inherits a long history, and countless people have cultivated Taoism.

Qingyuan Mountain is a fairy mountain above Dongsheng Shenzhou. As the best fairy mountain blessed land within a radius of tens of millions of miles, Qingyuan Mountain is also the gate of a second-rate sect Qingyuan Sect.

From a distance, Qingyuan Mountain is surrounded by fairy mist, majestic and extraordinary. A mysterious aura fluctuates vaguely, and it is the aura fluctuation of the Qingyuan Mountain Protection Array.

In the void that was a distance from Qingyuan Mountain, a handsome young Taoist who was wearing a tattered Taoist robe and blood on his body was pale and rushed towards Qingyuan Mountain with a look of panic. From time to time, he turned around and looked at the void behind him in panic.

A red storm was already coming from afar. The handsome young Taoist face changed drastically.

"Hmph!" The red shocking rainbow slowed down slightly and turned into a handsome girl in a red silk skirt. Her bright big eyes stared at the handsome young Taoist who was flying in front of her. She couldn't help but mutter with a playful smile on her lips: "Look where you are running!"

The handsome girl was talking and chasing the handsome young Taoist with a magic weapon under her feet, and she chased the handsome young Taoist faster. She soon caught up and made a turn and stopped in front of the handsome young Taoist.

Looking at the handsome girl who was blocking the magic weapon of the foot fan blocking the corner of his mouth and smiling at him. The handsome young Taoist couldn't help but suddenly stagnant. His face was even more frightened and said, "Smelling girl! Don't go too far! Qingyuan Mountain is ahead. My father is the sect leader of Qingyuan Sect and the master of Golden Immortals. My grandfather is Qingyuan Daojun, the founder of Qingyuan Sect, the powerful Jinxian of Daluo, and a disciple of Yuxu Palace..."

The pretty girl? The handsome girl suddenly became angry when she heard this. She didn't listen to the words behind the handsome young Taoist. Before he could finish speaking, she rushed towards him with a momentum.

The handsome young Taoist with the strength of Xuanxian was in a hurry to escape when facing the handsome girl who had just reached the level of a celestial immortal.

This scene looks a bit funny, but the handsome young Taoist clearly remembers that this handsome girl whom he didn't take seriously before gave him such a deep lesson.

"Want to leave? Humph, I think beautifully!" The handsome girl with a frown in her nose quickly caught up with the handsome young Taoist Taoist, and then flipped her hands and took out a dark red sword. In an instant, the sword turned into a blood-colored sword light and came behind the handsome young Taoist Taoist.

When the handsome young man looked back and saw this scene, his eyes tightened and he hurriedly sacrificed a white fairy sword.

A crisp sound of gold and iron attack sounded, accompanied by a friction sound, the white fairy sword was directly cut into two sections by the blood-colored sword light.

The handsome young Taoist, who was trembling with his body, was slashed with blood, was rubbed across his left chest by a slightly tilted dark red sword and directly slashed one arm.

"Ah!" The handsome young Taoist who screamed in pain couldn't help but cover his wound and dodge it in a hurry.

Seeing this, the handsome girl had a pretty face with anger bursting out in her eyes and shouted coldly: "Bastard, how dare you ask me to be your dual-cultural partner, and even killed my Netherworld Double-Headed Dog, die!"

"Witch! My father and grandfather will avenge me! They will not let you go!" The handsome young Taoist, who roared sadly and angry, was penetrated by the bloody sword light, and the sharp sword energy rages in his body and shatters his soul.

The body of the handsome young Taoist, whose eyes were still full of unwillingness and despair and fear, slowly fell down below, and the speed became faster and faster.

"Qi'er!" Amid the sad and angry cry of pain, a white phantom had already arrived at the body of the handsome young Taoist, reaching out to support it, turning into a handsome middle-aged Taoist who seemed elegant.

However, at this moment, the Taoist man looked sad and his body was trembling all over his body holding the handsome young Taoist.

Looking at this scene, the handsome girl whose big eyes flashed slightly and said, "It's so bad! I'll die like this. It's not fun at all!"

"Witch! I'll give my son back!" He trembled his hands and put the body of the handsome young Taoist into the Qiankun bag he carried with him. He gritted his teeth and looked at the handsome girl with a ferocious expression. Then he flashed to him with a hoarse roar.

The middle-aged Taoist, who was furious and grief, took action without any mercy. A flash of green light shot out directly from his body, and the void wherever he passed was twisted towards the handsome girl.

With a muffled sound of "Peng", the handsome girl who could not dodge even when she was shot by the sword light, but a layer of green light appeared on her body to block the sword light. Then, she quickly flew back with her foot on the fan magic weapon.

"Damn it! How dare you attack me?" The handsome girl with a slightly shaking body restrained her green light on her body. She immediately stared at the middle-aged Taoist with a frightened face and shouted in anger.

The middle-aged Taoist, who was awakened by the handsome girl's delicate shout, couldn't help but look at the handsome girl's face. Whether it was the green light on the body of the handsome girl or the magic weapon on her feet, it was obviously not an ordinary treasure. A girl who was just a fairy could have such a treasure, which was definitely not a lucky gain. Most of her background was extraordinary. The middle-aged Taoist could cultivate to the level of Golden Immortal and become the leader of the Qingyuan Sect, so she was naturally not a fool, and she soon thought of these.

"So what if she has a big background? How can I not avenge this hatred if I kill my beloved son? Kill her! Kill her, the treasure on her body will be mine!" Because of the anger and pain of the beloved son being killed, and his greed and covetousness of the treasure on the handsome girl, the middle-aged Taoist made the heart ruthless. Looking at the handsome girl, he was a disciple of Yuxu. With the protection of his master, there are not many people I can't afford to offend in the prehistoric world!"

"Hmph! Want to kill me?" The handsome girl felt the murderous intent in the middle-aged Taoist eyes, but she snorted without any fear. She was full of arrogance on her pretty face: "I will not be afraid of you!"

The face was slightly sucked. The middle-aged Taoist couldn't help but laughed furiously when he heard this: "Princess? No matter which princess you are, you don't want to leave alive today! Go and bury my son with me!"

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged Taoist once again flashed toward the handsome girl.

Feeling the terrifying momentum that was coming to his face, the handsome girl who was slightly depressed and stomped her feet was unhappy and urged the magic weapon under her feet with all her strength. With a shock in the void, she suddenly soared and flew out.

"What?" Looking at the handsome girl who disappeared in front of her in the blink of an eye, she suddenly looked up at the back of the handsome girl who had reached the sky in the blink of an eye. The middle-aged Taoist, who had a strong and hot smell in her eyes, couldn't help but move a long blue sword and appeared under her feet, and chased her like lightning with her foot.

This escape and chase took dozens of miles in a moment, and a few breaths were thousands of miles away.

The middle-aged Taoist is a powerful Golden Immortal, and the flying swords under his feet are extraordinary. Therefore, even though the handsome girl escaped quickly with the magic weapon under her feet, she was still caught up by the middle-aged Taoist who was chasing her with all her might.

"Witch, die!" The middle-aged man who shouted softly, took out the green flying sword under his feet with a cold and murderous aura and directly grabbed the handsome girl's back.

The pretty face changed slightly, and the handsome girl with green and gorgeous body couldn't help but grit her teeth and sacrificed the dark red flying sword.

The blood-colored sword light and the blue sword light collided in the void. The next moment, the red sword light suddenly flew backwards and penetrated into the handsome girl whose delicate body was shaking.

The green flying sword that had not diminished in the casting of "Peng" immediately fell on the handsome girl, causing the blue light to tremble, and it seemed that it was about to be broken.

A sharp and low clear sound of "chi" sounded, and then a blue-red stream of light crossed the sky in the blink of an eye came closer. However, a big green bird surrounded by blood mist landed in front of the middle-aged Taoist, staring at the middle-aged Taoist with sharp and cold blood-colored eyes filled with murderous intent.

"What?" The middle-aged Taoist, whose face changed, felt the terrifying aura of the big green bird. Before he could react, he saw a blood-colored claw ray grabbing him.

The middle-aged Taoist whose eyes shrank suddenly reacted instinctively and cast a green sword to meet the claws. Accompanied by a sound of gold and iron, the blue sword wailed and trembled and flew back to the middle-aged Taoist. The sword body was even more contaminated with blood and spirit.

"My Qingyu Sword!" The middle-aged Taoist, whose face was slightly pale, immediately saw a scene that shocked him even more.

It turned out that the four blood-colored figures that the middle-aged Taoist had not noticed on the back of the green bird were seized and took action together. The four sharp blood-colored lights all came towards the middle-aged Taoist.

With a "boom" sound, facing the joint attack of four powerful men of the same level, the middle-aged Taoist, caught off guard, vomited blood and flew back away in a panic. His Taoist robe turned into a beggar's outfit, covered in blood, and his face was scary. The aura in his body was even more vague.

One blow! It is a serious injury!

"Hmph! I'm so lucky!" With a cold snorted, the big blue bird turned into a cold young man with long green hair and a dark red robe. His eyes were as cold as a knife and stared at the seriously injured middle-aged Taoist.

And the four blood-colored figures flashed to the handsome girl and protected her in the middle.

"Hmph!" The handsome girl who didn't catch a cold for their protection hummed. She then shouted to the cold young man with dark red robe and green hair: "Garulo, kill that bastard for me!"

Listening to the handsome girl's words, the cold young Garula couldn't help but nodded respectfully and responded: "Yes, Miss Rakshasa!"

"Da Luo Jinxian? Who are you?" The middle-aged Taoist who looked at Garula in disbelief, spoke in a pale and trembling voice, his eyes full of shock, suspicion and trepidation.

Upon hearing this, Garula, whose cold curves were curled up at the corner of his mouth, said coldly: "Even if we are, it seems that even if I kill you, it will not be a big deal! So, die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Garuda flew into the middle-aged Taoist like an eagle that was preying on, and his right hand stretched out, and the sharp blood-colored energy turned into a huge blood-colored claw and grabbed the middle-aged Taoist.

Seeing the sharp blood-colored claws falling down, the middle-aged Taoist, who had no time to dodge, could not help but widen his eyes and a look of despair flashed through his eyes.

Just as the blood-colored claws were about to catch the middle-aged Taoist. As the space trembled slightly, a blue sword light appeared out of thin air and faced the blood-colored claws. After a slight stalemate, he broke the blood-colored claws and killed Garula.

With a sneer, blood light fell. Garula, who flew back, covered his right chest with his hands covering his blood oozing out of his right chest. He couldn't help but look coldly at the three long beard that appeared in front of the middle-aged Taoist at some point. He looked quite young, with a calm expression, but his eyes looked sharp.

Seeing the Taoist in the green robe and the middle-aged Taoist who survived the disaster, he immediately pointed at Garuluo and others and said in grief: "Teacher, Qi'er was killed by the witch. This demon wants to kill his disciples!"

"Asura clan?" He waved his hand slightly to signal the middle-aged Taoist without saying anything. Looking at Garula and frowned, he couldn't help but say a little coldly: "No wonder he is so arrogant, he kills him if he doesn't agree!"

Upon hearing this, Garuda sneered, "It's just that the strong will prey on the weak! The stinky Taoist priest actually recognizes my identity. It seems that you have some background. However, the person you want to protect is to kill the princess of our Asura clan. Even if you can protect him today, he will just die a little later."

"Asura Princess?" Frowning and unexpectedly looked at her pretty face full of rebellious intentions, glaring at her handsome girl Miss Rakshasa. The Taoist in the green robe couldn't help but say, "But the daughter of Asura King Di Shitian and the Holy Mother of the Red Flower?"

Garulo couldn't help but smile and said, "That's right!"

"Teacher! So what about the Asura clan? The ancestor of the Styx heard that he could not leave the blood sea of ​​Styx at all, and then Indra was only able to be a quasi-saint for hundreds of years. Under my Yuxu Palace, Master Guangchengzi, Master Taiyi, Master Qingxu, etc. are also quasi-saintly powerful people, why are you afraid of his Asura clan?"

The Taoist in the green robe who frowned and shouted in a low voice: "Shut up!"

The middle-aged Taoist, who had been stagnant after hearing this, did not dare to say anything more, and gritted his teeth and lowered his head unwillingly.

Garula, who looked at this scene with a faint smile, said, "I guess the Taoist priest is the Taoist lord Qingyuan? Although I, Garula, is far away in the sea of ​​blood in the Styx, I, was also the name of Taoist priest. If nothing else, I will say goodbye!"

"Hmph! What a shitty Taoist Lord? He is also worthy of being called Taoist Lord?" Miss Luosha sneered disdainfully.

When Garuda heard what Miss Rakshasa said, Garuda, whose smile was stagnant, couldn't help but smile helplessly: "My eldest lady, little princess, little ancestors! You can even take a tantrum and see if this is good?"

"Teacher, that witch bullies people too much!" The middle-aged Taoist said in anger.

His eyebrows hopped, and his expression became a little ugly, his breath became a little sharp.

"Cough...Do not annoy! My lady is just a heartless word!" Garula, who coughed dryly, couldn't help but bow to Daojun Qingyuan and smiled slightly.

The corners of his mouth twitched lightly, and Daojun Qingyuan burst into tears for a moment and laughed: "Who is heartless?"

"Hmph!" The Qingyuan Daojun who turned to snorted coldly looked at Miss Rakshasa indifferently and said in a deep voice: "Garula, although your Asura princess is noble, you can't just kill my Yuxu sect's children, but you can't just say a few words. I think, please ask this Asura princess to follow me to Yuxu Palace!"

Garula, whose smile faded from his face, couldn't help but look at Qingyuan Daojun with a cold look and tense all over his body. A cold blood-evil aura emanated: "Daojun Qingyuan, do you have to do this?"

He looked at Garula with his eyes narrowed, and the silent Taoist Lord Qingyuan also became more powerful.

The void trembled, and the terrible momentum collided, causing a strong wind.

"Haha... so lively!" Amid the hearty laughter, a sturdy figure came to the void not far away and stopped.

The visitor was wearing a black brocade robe, with horns on his head, dark face, and burly figure. He had a domineering aura. When he stood there, he felt like he was not angry and mighty.

A pair of tiger eyes swept over Garula and Qingyuan Daojun, and the strong man who paused slightly on the handsome girl Miss Rakshasa, then grinned and said, "Everyone is so interested, I'm here to compete! I wonder if I, Lao Niu, are lucky enough to participate?"
Chapter completed!