On the day when the wedding of Xiao Tianzun of Qingyang Island, the Lord of Qingyang Island, the legendary figures in the prehistoric world, Qingyang Daozun, Taoist Master Hongjun, and Yangmei Taoist who transformed into chaos actually launched a shocking and earth-shaking battle in the chaotic space and time outside the thirty-third heavens. No one knew the result of the battle, and no one dared to know.

But at that moment, the whole world suddenly changed color, like ghosts crying and howling. The prehistoric world, among the 100,000 mountains, was shrouded in darkness. Chen Yuyang's cycle of all things and the dust of silence seemed to have become a nightmare, completely shrouding the entire prehistoric world.

A little bit of black reincarnation light that sparked a prairie fire will bring about a catastrophe.

In the chaotic space, Hongjun Laodao was wearing a purple Taoist robe, looking helplessly at the light of reincarnation that was constantly passing by, smiling bitterly, and shook his head. He had already felt that the power of cultivation in his body was being eaten up by the vast light of reincarnation, but he was powerless.

A pair of deep eyes, a pale and powerless feeling that rarely showed, looked at the Yangmei Taoist beside him and smiled bitterly: "Fellow Taoist Yangmei, can there be an answer to this technique?"

Yang Mei's cultivation is slightly higher than Hongjun, but his eyes are still empty and he shakes his head powerlessly. He sighs with his long eyebrows. His spacious Taoist robe kept shaking in the dark light, and he said with no strength: "Old friend Hongjun, let's forget it! This is a test, a test of the heart of Tao. If you can't get the answer, you will definitely not be able to get out. If you both of you have a firm understanding of Tao, you will not fall into the predicament today. It's ridiculous, ridiculous, I still laugh at others for being unstable in Taoism. It turns out that the one who really has unstable Taoism is I! I am ashamed, ashamed!"

Hongjun was a little unwilling to give up, raised his vicissitudes of life and said, "Fellow Taoist Yangmei, are we just watching our cultivation to make wedding dresses for others? Can't we break the Tao with our own cultivation and rush out with our strength?"

"Use force to break the Tao?" Yang Mei sneered and said, "Old Ghost Hongjun, did you use force to break the Tao when you attained enlightenment? Now it seems a bit too late to break the Tao with force."

Hongjun was silent. Indeed, if he could break the shackles of heaven back then, he would not have been forced to live in the Tao now. He smiled helplessly again: "Is there really nothing he can do?"

"Qingyang is like me, both Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian. If you want to break through the cycle of reincarnation, you will have no way to talk about it unless you and I have the cultivation level of Hunyuan Wuji Taishang Daluo Jinxian!"

"Oh!!!" Hongjun frowned, narrowed his eyes, and his divine thoughts wandered in space, as if he wanted to find some clues. However, no matter what, the light of reincarnation always enveloped his eyes, and never dissipated. The purple light flowed slowly, and the purity was filled with majesty that people could not face, but it was not improved at all.

Just when Hongjun and Yangmei were trapped in the chaotic space, and when all the saints were celebrating the wedding of Xiaotianzun on Qingyang Island, when Zhunti and Jie Yin thought that Chen Yuyang, Hongjun and Yangmei were fighting in the chaotic space outside the thirty-third level, Chen Yuyang, dressed in white clothes, appeared quietly on the sea of ​​blood without rest.

Still not stained with dust, still handsome and free, and her smile was still so clean. Compared with the dirty blood of the sea of ​​blood, there was a strong sense of gap. Shaking the folding fan in her hand, the Nine Palaces under her feet stomped quietly, and the entire sea of ​​blood suddenly became magnificent, causing countless ripples.

The blood flowed in circles and surging, and the waves under the sea of ​​blood were far more ferocious than the calmer and more fierce.

"Styx, Styx, come out to see me, come out to see me~~~" Chen Yuyang's voice kept rolling on the sea of ​​blood in an understatement, and through the endless sea of ​​blood, it hit the Temple of the Blood Sea like thunder. Under the sea of ​​blood, the rolling sewage swelled up waves.

Soon, a vulgar figure appeared on the sea of ​​blood with a flattering smile. The two long swords on this man's waist were the original image of Abi. He came to Chen Yuyang in a few steps, smiled exaggeratedly, and bowed: "Uncle Qingyang's uncle is here, and the river of Styx is in a far away welcome. Please forgive me!"

Chen Yuyang waved his folding fan in his hand, and a cold snorted out of his breath: "Hmph! Styx, you don't know that the disaster is coming!"

Styx was shocked and immediately said, "I would like to ask Uncle Master to say it clearly? Styx has been in the sea of ​​blood since the Taoist ancestor of Zixiao Palace preached and has not made any grudges with others. This..."

He definitely didn't believe it when the disaster of the Styx was coming. After all, apart from robbing the purple qi of Hongmeng, he had no grudges with others. However, Chen Yuyang's duty is here and his cultivation is unfathomable, so he naturally did not dare to suspect the advice of this uncle, so he became hesitant for a moment.

Chen Yuyang shook the folding fan in his hand, smiled faintly, and said, "Styx, are you pretending to be confused or really confused? Do you not understand the principle that a man is guilty of being guilty? Don't rely on your blood Son, no one can touch you in the sea of ​​blood." After a pause, Chen Yuyang continued, "Now the smell of gunpowder flows in the air of Jiuyou, and you can't even see it? It's ridiculous, ridiculous!"

"I would like to ask Uncle Master to say it clearly, the Styx is dull!"

"Okay, today I will give you a way of life. Now that the Battle of the Gods has passed, the six realms of reincarnation will become the focus of the competition among the four religions of the prehistoric world. Your sea of ​​blood is the gateway of the six realms. The Asura clan you founded is one of the six realms. Tens of millions of Buddhist Buddha soldiers have set off, plus the two saints, Cunti and Guizhi, do you think you can stop it?"

"This, what should I do!!" Styx suddenly panicked. No matter how brave he was, he would not dare to challenge the saint directly.

Chen Yuyang smiled and said, "With your own strength, you will naturally not be able to stop Cunti and Guigui. I will give you a clear path. If you want to keep your blood sea, you should go to the six paths to seek help from the Queen of Houtu. If you join forces with her, there is still a chance of winning in the sea of ​​blood. Otherwise, the sea of ​​blood will wither and Asura will be destroyed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yuyang's body turned into a white light and disappeared on the sea of ​​blood. The entire sea of ​​blood returned to its original calm again, but endless waves and question marks were left in the heart of the ancestor of the Styx. He stood alone on the calm sea of ​​blood, and he was overshadowed. He didn't know what to do and where to go.hf();
Chapter completed!