Honghuang: At the beginning, he brought three thousand gods and demons to Yuxu Palace!

"Huangkou child, what the old man cares about is the chance of sanctification. "

"You are not even a saint, how can you help the old man become holy?".

"If you know each other, you will obediently let the old man take off your good head!"

Styx Ancestor didn't get angry, but laughed.

Ah Bi Yuan Tu's two magic swords suddenly turned into extremely vigorous black dragons.

The two black dragons glowed with a cold luster like black gold, and suddenly slashed towards Di Xin.

The Yin Yang God and Demon sneered, and the two arms suddenly turned into huge scythes, one black and one white, as if they were two dragons and crashed into Ah Bi Yuan Tu.

Bang.

The body of the Yin Yang God and Demon shook slightly.

The two magic swords flew upside down and back into the hands of the Styx Ancestor.

A tremendous force came from the sword.

The Styx Ancestor immediately unloaded his strength into the river of blood beneath his feet.

Before he could ease his breath, the five elements gods and demons grabbed their five fingers slightly.

The boundless and endless formless vitality drained like a whale swallowing a rainbow drink.

It turned into five-colored sword qi at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The sword qi was like a long river, slashing towards the Styx Ancestor in unison.

Click.

The sword shines like a rainbow.

The Styx Ancestor smiled, and his body was torn apart.

The sword qi slashed through the gap.

The torn body suddenly coalesced into one.

The body of the blood god is unpredictable!

The Five Elements Gods and Demons seemed to be confident, and the long river of sword qi suddenly turned into five mountains, covering their heads at a lightning speed.

Bang.

The dust was flying, and the Five Elements Mountains fell to the ground.

"This kind of attack still can't kill the old man!"

A lazy voice sounded.

Two magic swords pierced through the Five Elements Mountain, and the figure of the white-haired old man floated in the sky again.

Smiling.

The Five Elements Gods and Demons' faces turned red.

"I'm coming!".

The Void Gods and Demons and the Time Gods and Demons glanced at each other.

The power of time and space transformed into a circle, exuding a wonderful aura.

Styx Ancestor's face changed slightly.

In an instant, the space-time ring enveloped the Styx Ancestor.

The Styx Ancestor was about to use the escape method to dodge, but found that no matter how he fled, he would return to the same place.

A hazy fog clouded his vision.

......

The years are like a knife cutting through the sky!

Three million years have passed.

The Styx Ancestor was hunched up, and his twin swords were rusty.

"Still can't get out!".

Frustration came to my mind.

I don't know how long I walked, but the Styx Ancestor suddenly walked to a pool of water.

Sparkling and the water is clear.

The Styx Ancestor stared intently at the reflection in the water.

Old face, wrinkled furrows, messy hair.

Is this still yourself?

"I want to be sanctified!".

"Kill Dixin and I will be sanctified!".

"What about three million years, as long as I become holy, even if it is thirty million years, I am willing to wait!".

The powerful Dao Heart suddenly recovered.

The body of the Styx Ancestor suddenly bloomed with infinite vitality.

The Ah Bi Yuan Tu Sword turned into two earth-shattering black and red, releasing powerful combat power.

Bang.

The sky cracks, and the heavens and the earth fall.

The sunlight of the desolate world fell on a strand of white hair on the sideburns of the ancestor of the River Styx.

The space-time ring is broken.

The powerful backlash caused the Void and Time Gods and Demons to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"What a strong obsession!".

The Void Gods and Demons' faces turned pale.

They are not yet sanctified.

There is a limit to how long the space-time ring can last.

If a cultivator whose Dao Heart is strong enough can resist the loss of time, and hold on until the moment the space-time ring is broken, there is hope to return.

The obsession of the Styx Ancestor is simply terrifying!

"Who else?".

The Styx Ancestor laughed.

His face was extremely gloomy.

Di Xin's subordinates are capable.

If you can't kill them all, sooner or later, it will be a disaster.

Di Xin's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "Since this is the case, ten thousand immortals are rising!"

The voice fell.

A hazy fog suddenly enveloped the sky.

Styx Ancestor said disdainfully, "This trick is useless to me!"

In an instant, the majestic aura hooked together.

Fate, Origin, Void, Yin and Yang, Five Elements, Time, Cause and Effect, and Wish The Eight Quasi-Saints Qi Qi appeared in front of the Styx Ancestor.

The majestic breath came one after another like a wave.

A hint of horror suddenly appeared on the calm face of the Styx Ancestor.

"Kill!".

The Origin God and Demon roared.

A mountain-like fist was smashed.

Sword energy, sword energy, fist strength, finger strength, palm wind brushed together to attack the Styx Ancestor.

The Styx Ancestor hurriedly raised the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag.

Black refining appeared around him, propping up the black light mask.

Bang.

Then there was a terrible scream.

The Xuanyuan Water Control Flag roared and fell into the dust, and the spiritual sense of the machine spirit was dim.

The Blood God Body of the Styx Ancestor suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Before he could gather up, the eight quasi-saints struck again.

The body of the bang exploded, and the blood mist flew all over the sky.

"Eight quasi-saints, eight quasi-saints!".

The Styx Ancestor was suddenly terrified.

Could it be that the quasi-holy capital is so overflowing?

In particular, there are three quasi-saints in the realm who do not seem to be inferior to themselves.

In the vast white mist, Di Xin was sitting on the back of the Qilin Ancestor, watching the battle through the water mirror of the water mirror gods and demons.

With every death, the Styx Ancestor would rise from the river of blood.

But resurrection does not come without a price.

After resurrection, the size of the river of blood will be smaller.

If he slashes the River Styx dozens of times, it will be difficult for him to do evil in the world.

A faint sense of foreboding came to Di Xin's mind.