"Little saint, you recognize the wrong person. I am not the Styx. That's my brother, I am the Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood!"

When the Spirit of the Blood Sea heard the words of Taoist Zhunti, he retorted loudly like a cat with a trampled foot.

"The Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood? The Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood is the River Styx! The River Styx, don't pretend to be crazy in front of me, you are the River Styx, not the Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood!"

Taoist Zhunti only thought that the spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood was deliberately teasing him and roared.

"I said, I am not the River Styx, I am the Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood, I am not the stinky brother!"

The Spirit of the Blood Sea seemed to dislike others saying that he was the ancestor of the Styx. When he heard the words of Zhunti Taoist, he was furious and waved his small fist and smashed him heavily at Zhunti Taoist. He punched one punch after another, and his momentum was heavy, concentrating the power of the surging waves of blood sea on his fist.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

One punch after another, the body of the Taoist Zhunti was deformed due to the bombardment and fell rapidly, and was eventually smashed deeply into the seabed at the bottom of the sea of ​​blood.

"You also said you can't fight... If you can fight, you won't be beaten to death..."

Emperor Xin's eyes twitched, and he was very silent for Taoist Zhunti. His eyes looked at the Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood, and his eyes were even more strange.

No, this guy is not a spirit of the blood sea. He is the ancestor of the Styx. They can recognize the wrong person, but Taoist Zhunti will never recognize the wrong person!

"I'm not the River Styx, I'm the Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood, why do you have to say that I'm a stinky brother..."

Even though the Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood beaten the Taoist Zhunti to the deepest part of the Sea of ​​Blood, it seemed that it was still not relieved. It was bulging with its waist and its face was full of depression.

It seems that he has a big opinion on others calling him the Ancestor of the Styx.

"That battle back then probably hurt the soul of the Blood Sea Spirit, causing his consciousness to become confused and even split, creating the personality of the Blood Sea Spirit, and began to deny the Ancestor of the Styx and regard him as his younger brother."

Emperor Xin looked at the pissing spirit of the sea of ​​blood, and could not understand what was going on in his heart.

However, this is not a bad thing.

The former ancestor of the Styx made the prehistoric world restless and caused thousands of disasters. It was not a good thing for the Asura tribe in the sea of ​​blood or the creatures of the prehistoric world. Now, it denies itself and is no longer the ancestor of the Styx, but the war-weary spirit of the blood sea of ​​war. The prehistoric world can also become calmer because of it.

"Styx, you're bullying too much! Do you think I really can't deal with you?"

At this time, Taoist Zhunti struggled and crawled out of the human-shaped pit at the bottom of the sea, staring at the spirit of the blood sea with blood red eyes, and the anger in his eyes was about to turn into substance.

Buzz!

As his sentence fell, the twelve-grade wonderful lotus platform buzzed and radiated on the lotus petals, covering the spirit of the sea of ​​blood.

"Hiss...What a strong pressure!"

Emperor Xin gasped. Even though he was wearing the Bagua Purple Strip Immortal Clothes at this moment, he still felt a powerful oppression.

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Not only him, Zhao Gongming, Fairy Yunxiao and Indra, there was also a solemn look on his face. The saint burst out with all his strength, and he also used the twelve-grade magic lotus platform, which is a super-grade innate spiritual treasure. Its power is simply impossible to guess.

"I want to smash me, dream, get out of here!"

The Spirit of Blood Sea gritted his teeth and raised his hands to support the twelve-grade magic lotus platform that was covered by him. However, with the saint's full force, the heavy pressure of the twelve-grade magic lotus platform seemed to be under the heavy pressure of Buzhou Mountain. In just a short moment, the arms of the Spirit of Blood Sea began to tremble violently. As well, everyone felt that the Sea of ​​Blood seemed to have resonance at this moment, trembling endlessly, and the soul seemed to be crushed into a thin piece of paper.

"Open it for me! Open it! Open!"

The spirit of the sea of ​​blood roared and roared. Under the heavy pressure, the bright and round eyes even had a trace of blood overflowing, which was hideous and terrifying.

"Blessed with the twelve-grade magic lotus platform, the Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood is not the opponent of Taoist Shunti!"

Seeing this, Emperor Xin's eyes twitched slightly, and his heart immediately made a decision, intending to lend the twelve-grade black lotus to the Spirit of the Blood Sea so that he could compete with the Taoist Shunti who held the twelve-grade magic lotus platform, so that the balance of winning this battle could be tilted a little to this side, at least, it would be good to remain even.

"You made me angry! Big Red Flower, come out for me!"

But at this moment, the Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood was full of anger, his cheeks were swollen and red. He stared at Zhunti Taoist with big eyes and screamed at the same time.

Big red flower? What is that...Red...Twelve-grade industry fiery red lotus!

When Emperor Xin heard the words of the Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood, his expression stagnated. Then he felt that a sudden agitation suddenly emerged between the world. Then, a red lotus that was red as if interwoven by thousands of flames slowly flew out from the extreme depths of the bottom of the Sea of ​​Blood and fell into the hands of the Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood.

"The twelve-grade industry fire red lotus! This treasure is in your hands. The Styx, how dare you say that you are not the Styx?!"

When Zhunti saw the twelve-grade fire red lotus, he couldn't help but gasp. While concentrating on his mind and shouting to the Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood.

"I've told you a hundred times that I'm not the younger brother of the Styx, I'm the Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood, the brother of the Styx! This is not what you said about the twelve-grade fire red lotus, it's my big red flower!" The Styx of the Sea of ​​Blood shook his head seriously, and after a deep voice, he used his other hand to strike the sea not far away, and said in a deep voice: "Little Black Flag, come out!"

"Buzz!"

As his words sounded, along the depths of the blood sea, there were immediately violent waves. The size of a palm was pure black. A small flag with endless water patterns appeared slowly. With a gentle shaking, it made ripples in the depths of the blood sea, shocking people's hearts.

Not only that, there was also a sharp murderous intent that swept forward along the small black flag.

"Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Flag! Shura Flag!"

Emperor Xin murmured, and a bright look of envy appeared in his eyes. The central Wuji Xinghuang Banner was the main defense, while the northern Xuanyuan Water Control Banner was the main commander of killing. This thing was used for fierce battles and had extraordinary power, especially in the cooperation with the spirit of the Blood Sea, which was still in the Blood Sea, which was a local battle.

"The Styx is really a lucky person!"

Emperor Xin was amazed. Whether it was the twelve-grade fire red lotus or the northern Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, the preciousness of these two can be said to be unquestionable. I don’t know how many monks in the predecessors of the world dreamed of obtaining these two things, but they both fell into the hands of the ancestor of the Styx.

This great fortune is even better than that of Hongjun Daozu. If we talk about this fortune alone, even the leader of Tongtian is inferior.

Otherwise, the dignified Jie Sect would not end up in a state where they could not suppress the evil power of the disciples in the sect. How could the leader of Tongtian wander around in the Chaos Sea? What is called, isn’t it just to find solutions to this sect to practice?!

"Shura Flag! Karma Fire Lotus! It turns out that they did not dissipate from this world, but fell into your hands!"

Not only Di Xin, Taoist Zhunti also gasped.

At this moment, he finally understood why the three religions united and destroyed the ancestor of the Styx, but did not find the twelve-grade fire red lotus and the northern Xuanyuan Water Control Banner. It turned out that it was taken away by this guy.

In addition to being shocked, the expression and light in the eyes of Taoist Zhunti was also changing, with envy, but even more fear.

I was envious, naturally, like Emperor Xin, who wanted to put these two super-grade innate spiritual treasures into my pocket. As for fear, I was afraid that the Spirit of Blood Sea would have a huge impact on him after picking up these two secret treasures and cooperating with the advantages of Blood Sea's home field battle.

The twelve-grade karma fire red lotus impacts the mind and burns the souls of the monks. However, because of the apostasy of the Ksitigarbha Taoist, his soul is now unstable. In addition, he has slaughtered three thousand small worlds, and he is even more uneasy. If the twelve-grade karma fire red lotus is triggered, he is worried that he will burn into ashes in the heart fire.

Not to mention, the Spirit of the Blood Sea also took out the killing weapon of the Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Flag. The powerful killing power of this object is like a drop of water passing through a stone, extending endlessly... If it weren't for this, the ancestor of the Styx would have no way to surround the prehistoric world and beat him down and called him dad!
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