Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding 3 melodious bells sounded, and waves surged on the bloody ocean, and the dirty blood flowed everywhere, making people sneer. A milky white halo flashed, and a man in a white long gown stood on the sea of ​​blood, his eyes burst into doubt. His fingers kept counting, and his eyebrows frowned even more, and hesitated lightly: "Someone is making trouble for the secrets?"

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. He kept stirring along the fishy smell of the sea of ​​blood, and his clothes were fluttering, and his handsomeness was not like a thing in the world. Beside the man, a stunning woman stood in plain clothes, looking clear and boundless. Her gentle eyes glanced at the waves of the sea of ​​blood, and then looked at the man beside him with emotion again.

The arm moved slightly, holding the man's arm, and didn't say anything, but just kept smirking. The hair moved slightly, and a hint of surprise and panic about the inexplicable environment was revealed on a beautiful and unparalleled face, but this slightly shy and a slight redness appeared on the frosty face, which looked 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 a bright light. The five colors are radiant, and they cannot be exhausted. Looking at it in detail, it will attract people's eyes. When it is full of decoration, it will be rich in silk and beautiful in the world, and it will be beautiful in all directions.

This pair of men and women who fell on the sea of ​​blood were just breaking the void. Although Zhuge Qingqing had been a woman for a hundred years, her beauty was boundless and beautiful, no different from the girl's age. What's more, their relationship was still the same as before for a hundred years and they had never quarreled, which was passed down by the mortal world as a beautiful story.

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 realize that the three large characters of the ancient Donghuang Bell in his hand had begun to change and distort, and finally showed three completely different characters, Hongmeng Bell.

Zhuge Qingqing was taught by Chen Yuyang, a saint who used his strength to break the Tao for a hundred years. 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 that the body of a saint is in harmony. Zhuge Qingqing's current body is comparable to the saint's body and 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 comforted Zhuge Qingqing, and said with her long hair: "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 a pool of dirty blood on the abdomen of the great god Pangu, 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 the feathers that cannot be saved. Unless the saint's body and the soul of the human world, no one can pass the weak water by himself!"

Seeing that Zhuge Qingqing had gradually calmed down, Chen Yuyang continued to smile and said, "From the back of the Ruoshui River, it is the Nine Nether Hell. That is, 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 fortune of the underworld is the fortune 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 and difficult to understand.

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

Chen Yuyang laughed, put his big hands on Zhuge Qingqing's slender waist and said, "Go to Beihai, where is the base camp of my demon clan. At that time, I will place everyone brought from the human world. I wonder how many things the monkeys will bring to the prehistoric world will come to the prehistoric world? Place them earlier and get them right 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, and everything was centered on Chen Yuyang. However, she knew that she would live in this land for a long time in the future, so she was not in a hurry.

Within the Donghuang Bell, there were nearly 300,000 demon clans and 200,000 Heavenly Army orphans were brought from the human world by Chen Yuyang and descended on this prehistoric land. Chen Yuyang didn't want to come here without any help after he came here, so he mobilized all the capital that could be mobilized in the human world.

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. The nine-tailed demon fox and the earthly wolf have also achieved the status of quasi-saints. The other demon kings are also at the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

As for the orphan army of the Heavenly 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 of Xiaotian are even closer to the level of the ancestor witches back then. Such a powerful force in hand, coupled with his own saint's cultivation, sweeping across the prehistoric world, is my 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 angered laughter came out of the sea of ​​blood, with a bit of obscene and comfort. The waves of the sea of ​​blood 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, and let you live a life. Haha, for many years, and for many years, I have never seen such a beauties in this sea of ​​blood!"

Chen Yuyang couldn't help but feel a little amused and thought to himself: Although Styx is a bit vulgar and like a turtle, why is it still a pervert! hf();
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