Chapter 448: Zhou Cheng’s Blood Sea Refining Array, The Styx became a turtle in the jar.

"The River Styx, the number of seven and seven is the last day, do you have something to say!"

Zhou Cheng's voice was like a heavy hammer hitting the ancestor of the Styx, but it produced two effects.

The Ancestor of the Styx looked anxious, and he had just moved his heart. He already knew that today was the last day of the seven-seventh digit. However, the Ancestor of the Styx, who had always been cautious, had two thoughts in his mind.

Today is the day that Zhou Cheng said, so the Ancestor Styx naturally felt a lot more nervous. After all, he didn't know what way he could survive if he couldn't fight this fourth senior brother who was more cunning than him.

Although he has lived for billions of years and is truly immortal, the ancestor of the Styx was actually a little old at this time, with a sense of helplessness in his eyes.

"Is it really the day of the end of the ancestor and the Shura people?"

The Ancestor of the Styx was unwilling to think about this problem. He knew that his fourth senior brother was a trick, and even the saints could be tricked one by one. He was just a quasi-saint, so it was normal for him to be plotted against. Moreover, the Ancestor of the Styx could not find a reason to let this fourth senior brother let him go.

Because Zhou Cheng had already made it clear that there was no way out...

"but!……."

As if I suddenly thought of something, the old ancestor of the Styx turned ferocious, and he immediately shouted: "Zhou Cheng, no matter how bad I am in the Styx, I have been with it for forty-eight days, and I can't see you how superb your methods are!"

In his opinion, if Zhou Cheng was still the peerless saint of the past, he would naturally not have hope. He would have traveled as far as he meets. However, in his eyes, Zhou Cheng has become a coward who bullies people by relying on the formation.

"If there were no such twelve heavenly evil formation, you wouldn't even be able to come to my sea of ​​blood. Humph, I want to see, how can you do to me in this short day!"

After all, Zhou Cheng had the words first. As long as he could escape from the sea of ​​blood forty-nine days, he would retreat by himself and never climb to the gate of the sea of ​​blood.

The ancestor of the Styx would naturally believe what Zhou Cheng said, that when he reached their level, lies were useless.

"good!"

Zhou Cheng stood in the void, stood with his hands behind his back and looked down at the sea of ​​blood, and shouted: "The Styx, I said that as long as you avoid the number of Qiqi, I will retreat by myself. Now that the deadline has come, you must use the means you have to quickly, otherwise it will only increase your regret."

The ancestor of the Styx shook his head and said, "Fourth Senior Brother, you are trying hard to tell me about the number of days. You can see that I, the Shura clan, have hundreds of millions of people, how can I give in? But you, you will be cruel to kill all my Blood Sea clan?"

Zhou Chengdao: "Their path was chosen by you for them. What do you blame me for? Who should die, who should not die? If you have any Taoism, even if you kill me, I will admit it. It is not me who uses the number of heaven to say that this is the great cause and effect of heaven and earth. If Hongjun does not appear, I will take action. Your sea of ​​blood will have no disasters or disasters since the opening of heaven. The way of heaven will circulate. How can there be eternal blessed land under the way of heaven? The sea of ​​blood will not run, the cause and effect will not be resolved, the number of days will not appear, and the great catastrophe will not be killed."

The Ancestor of the Styx: "You are using the refining of the sea of ​​blood to promote the great catastrophe. Humph! There is no eternal blessed land under the way of heaven, so what do you say about Qingqiu Mountain? Should my sea of ​​blood be refined, and should your Qingqiu Mountain be safe and sound?"

When Zhou Cheng heard this, he smiled rare and said, "It's so convincing that you can convince me, and I'll say what's wrong with you!"

"snort!"

Zhou Cheng didn't care. For him, the benefits of words were hard to shake his mind, but he slowly paced in the void and said loudly:

"There are great disasters in heaven and earth, and they do not distinguish between good and evil, and between good and bad. Therefore, under the heavenly disaster, there is no absolute person who deserves to die, and you and I are all in that disaster. When the disaster comes, you can't escape if you hide outside the thirty-three days or the bottom of the sea of ​​blood.

People in the world have a saying, but the mountain cannot come, I will go over.

In the great catastrophe, if the opportunity is not enough, even if the great catastrophe does not come to you, you will take the initiative to send it over. Due to the number of days, if there is no ability to go against the sky, it is not easy to change your fate. Although Qingqiu Mountain is a blessed land and protected by Pangu's formation, it is still in the mountains.

If you can't count the disaster, you will send it out yourself..."

Upon hearing this, the ancestor of the Styx laughed loudly and said, "Hahaha, Fourth Senior Brother, you claim to be affectionate, and you also watch your disciple die? Hahaha, the great disaster cannot come, people go out of the mountain, you have Qingqiu Mountain, but your disciple will not stay in the mountain honestly, hahaha..."

Zhou Cheng shook his head and said, "I have pointed the direction for them, but they chose the road themselves. Whether they blame me or not, what's the use? Although I haven't tried my best, I have already done my best!"

"What a man who didn't do his best, but he did his best! Come on, it's useless to say more!"

The ancestor of the Styx also probably knew something and knew that today was a dead end and could only rely on himself.

"Fellow Daoist Blood God, come and help me!"

The ancestor of the Styx carried the Abi sword in his hand, disguised his hair, stepped on the Tiangang step, shouted loudly, as if he was casting a spell, and a sword light shot into the blood pool in the Blood Sea Soul-Suppressing Hall.

"The Blood God is here to help fellow Taoists!"

Sure enough, the blood god who was slightly injured just now jumped out of the blood pool again, looked at the ancestor of the Styx, but nodded to each other. The two were originally one, but now one person picked up the Yuantu sword and the other person picked up the Abi sword. The two of them drove the clouds toward the sea of ​​blood.

"Well, okay!"

Zhou Cheng saw that the Ancestor of the Styx and his Blood God clone were coming in full force, and he also knew that today, the Dutian Divine Evil Array could not break the blood sea, let alone refining the blood sea. However, he was prepared for it.

With a move, a green light ancient sword appeared directly in Zhou Cheng's hand, but it was the Hunyuan sword.

"Although I have not recovered from the realm of a saint, I have embarked on a different path. Whether you believe it or not, today, you will never escape!"

The ancestor of Styx was slightly surprised. If he didn't restore the saint's Taoist fruit, would he still practice in the direction of the saint's realm below? But then he thought about it, would he want to learn from Hongjun, skip the saint's realm, and go directly to the Tao?

But after thinking about it, Styx didn't believe it anymore. He didn't believe that his fourth senior brother was willing to go to Hedao, and he didn't know what he was doing.

"The Hunyuan Sword hurt me back then, and I'm afraid it's rare to have another amazing skill today!"

The ancestor of the Styx didn't say much, and the Abi Sword immediately rolled up a surging sword light, sweeping towards Zhou Cheng like a storm.

Zhou Cheng was not anxious, but said, "I didn't want to take action, but in order to make you have no regrets, I will fight with you, which is your wish!"

The ancestor of the Styx was displeased when he heard this. Although he had not been angry, the power of the Abi Sword in his hand increased a lot. The blood god clone on the side was about to kill Zhou Cheng, but was surrounded by the twelve Dutian evil spirits.

The Blood God clone is also really strong. Relying on the powerful body that was slaughtered by the clone of the Blood God Son, it still retains the characteristics of the sea of ​​blood. A figure like a red blood wave fought and gathered and dispersed, coming invisible and leaving without shadow. Fortunately, both sides were both Xiaoqiang, who could not be beaten to death, and they were fighting fiercely.

Gradually, the Ancestor of the Styx discovered something wrong. No matter how he attacked the fourth senior brother, he would just block it with a light sword. The Ancestor of the Styx couldn't believe it for a moment. Can this kind of strength still be called a quasi-saint?

Zhou Cheng was not a saint at this time, so it was certain that the ancestor of the Styx was not a saint. Zhou Cheng, who was not a saint, felt more and more strange to the ancestor of the Styx. The more he fought, the more he realized that Zhou Cheng seemed to be as he said, just to fight with him, making him willing to admit defeat in his heart.

"Not good! This guy is indeed a lot of tricks!"

The Old Ancestor of the Styx took out a sword, and the sword energy that was enough to break through the void was blocked by Zhou Cheng with the Hunyuan Sword with a light slight way. There was no unnecessary trick. Just a Hunyuan Sword slashed, and the innate sword energy of the Abi Sword was completely destroyed.

"The Blood God returns to his position!"

The ancestor of the Styx shouted loudly, and the blood god threw down the twelve Dutian Divine Evils and shot into the body of the Styx. The twelve Dutian Divine Evils ran away from each other and were about to rush over, but Zhou Cheng stopped from afar.

"The Styx is useless. The number of days is lacking, innate cause and effect, and magical powers are hard to defeat. You have taken all three things by one person, but today you have to defeat!"

Regardless of Zhou Cheng's words, the Styx roared and after fusing with the sea of ​​blood, his body became bigger and bigger. However, the ancestor of the Styx did not meet Zhou Cheng at this time, but jumped into the sea of ​​blood.

Zhou Cheng looked at the tumultuous sea of ​​blood and knew that in order to defeat him, the Ancestor of the Styx had set up the Shura clan members and absorbed most of the Shura clan members' skills. It seemed that the fight of trapped beasts was right in front of him.

"Oh, junior brother, it's a waste of time. Why are you doing this? Useless! Wuliang Heavenly Lord..."

The River Styx, which had absorbed half of the Shura people's skills, suddenly a roar came from the bottom of the sea of ​​blood. Then the sea of ​​blood began to rise, as if a mountain was raised in the sea of ​​blood. A ancestor of the River Styx, who was as high as billions of feet, stood up from the sea of ​​blood, holding the Yuanshu Sword in one hand and the Abi Sword in the other, was about to chop Zhou Cheng. The entire sea of ​​blood even surging blood mist of up to billions of feet, completely submerging the entire Nine Netherworld, including the Twelve Dutian Divine Evil Array. The ancestor of the River Styx was really trying his best.

"Zhou Cheng, I want you to die today!!! Who dares to hit me with the idea of ​​blood? Even the saints must die, die, die!!..." Seeing that Zhou Cheng's figure was also flooded with blood mist, the ancestor of the Styx, who was hundreds of feet tall and the vast majority of feet, had never been so sure of winning. He saw victory, a great victory that he had never encountered in billions of years.

The innate yin and filth of the Blood Sea was even rolled up, and even the Blood Sea Soul-Suppressing Hall was heard, but the blood pool was completely detonated by the restless blood sea, with a strong momentum.

The blood mist was in a daze for a moment that the entire Nine Netherworld became a world of blood, and the eyes were filled with red light.

"Zhou Cheng, die!...

….No! Impossible. Impossible…. Zhou Cheng, you, you... Teacher, you lied to us, you lied to us....ah!…”
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