The wild land.

Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood.

Resentment, bad luck and turbid air are constantly rolling and burning, and the sea of ​​​​blood is endless.

A huge blood-red palace was opened here.

at this time.

In the palace.

The 180 million clones of the Blood God Son of the Styx Ancestor were kneeling on the ground in embarrassment, looking up at the sky blankly.

The faces of each of his clones were extremely pale, full of fear and hesitation!!!

Eight hundred years ago.

An old man in plain clothes suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​blood.

Ask him if he kidnapped someone.

He was furious and felt that his dignity as the first person among saints had been trampled on, so he wanted to kill the old man.

Instead, the old man crushed 100 million Blood God Son clones with one hand.

Just pinch it and leave without any explanation!

No more, no less!

Just one hundred million!

The ancestor of Styx, who had given birth to 480 million clones of the Son of Blood for countless years, was horrified and at the same time on the verge of crying, autistic to the point of being depressed...

Six hundred years ago again.

A human race named Xuanyuan passed through the sea of ​​blood.

He originally wanted to take advantage of this person, ravage him, vent his anger, and transfer the negative energy to others!

What's the result?

Such a small, ant-like human race didn't know how to use magical powers to kill another clone of him!!!

When he got completely angry and almost killed him.

Hou Tu, one of the twelve ancestral witches, suddenly appeared again and rescued this man without giving any face.

This made Patriarch Styx, who was already extremely depressed and suffering from depression, so angry that his forehead hurt and he couldn't sleep all night.

If the gong cannot be cultivated, the clone cannot have children!

result.

It’s not over yet!

Not much time passed.

Another young man came riding on thunder and lightning.

Without saying a word at all, she just bombarded his sea of ​​blood.

Just in the blink of an eye!

He had only 379,999,999 Blood God Sons left, and annihilated 200 million of them!

After the explosion, he left, as if he didn't even bother to explain any reason to him.

This made the old man Styx completely autistic!

He really couldn't figure it out even if he tried hard to think of it.

The old man in plain clothes...

Human Race Xuanyuan...

The boy who drives thunder...

What kind of existence are these!!!

Don’t all the great powers in the world recognize that Patriarch Styx is the first person among saints?!!

What's the result?

What's the meaning?

Now every few hundred years.

Someone can come to him and vent his blood at will?!

Where does this sea of ​​blood mean to him?

Public toilet?

He Styx!

After Demon Ancestor Luohu, the most ruthless ancestor in the world!

Since when did anyone become a target for bullying?!

these questions.

Styx couldn't figure it out for hundreds of years.

Like an inner demon, haunting him.

It makes him constantly frightened and living in hesitation, worrying that someone will crush his Blood God Son in the next second...

But hundreds of years of confusion.

Appearing in the sky...

When Xiao Yi's figure appeared...

The boy who controls the purple lightning appears there...

The moment the leader of Tongtian opened his mouth, he didn't seem to admit it but he seemed to admit everything...

Look at everything in the sky.

Ancestor Styx is completely enlightened!!!!

It turns out that the culprit of everything is this human Xiao Yi!

He is Human Race Xuanyuan!

The boy who controls thunder is the clone of Tongtian!!!

Want to understand this.

Styx's 180 million Blood God Son clones were shaking all over at the same time, their eyes filled with tears, and they were filled with tears!

He feels wronged!

Three hundred million Blood God Son clones were lost for no reason!

This is his countless years of hard work, and it is also his life!

But at the same time.

Ancestor Styx was relieved and relaxed...

The unknown is the source of fear.

At least he now knows who he offended.

You no longer have to worry all day long...

"well..."

"I also want Heaven to make the decision for me..."

Ancestor Styx cried out in aggrieved heart...

But he knows.

These are impossible.

Not everyone is human Xiao Yi...

Not only cannot you cry out for injustice.

Before Saint Tongtian remains standing, he, Minghe, has to go and make amends.

Think of this.

Ancestor Styx is depressed again...

...

at the same time.

All the worlds in the ancient world were also completely exploded.

When all sentient beings see tens of thousands of witch-slaying swords in the chaos filled with resentment and haunted by ghosts.
To be continued...