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Ancestor Minghe is truly worthy of being one of the most powerful men in ancient times, and his cultivation has already entered the realm of Hunyuan Xuanxian.

However, it can be seen that the foundation is not deep, and the breakthrough obviously does not take long.

Putting aside the factor of being able to use the Hongmeng Purple Qi to leverage the power of heaven, in terms of pure cultivation, except for Hongjun, there is not much difference between him and several other saints.

The reason why he was so sure was because he had used the Dayan Mirror to look at the seven saints earlier.

The other party's cultivation and treasures cannot be hidden from him at all.

When he looked at Ancestor Styx, the latter was also looking at him.

He is not very tall, wearing a green robe and a gold rope girdle around his waist. There is a green gourd hanging on the left side.

He has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a square face, exuding an unworldly indifference and the majesty of being in a position of power for a long time.

Her long black hair was held up by a golden ring and hung casually on the back of her head.

His eyes were as deep as a bottomless abyss.

The most important thing is that, being so close, Ancestor Styx couldn't feel the other person's cultivation at all.

"How is this possible?"

Even if it were a saint in person, this would not happen.

The only explanation is that the person opposite has a secret method of sealing his own energy. Thinking of the powerful sealing power just now, Styx quickly understood.

Out of caution, "Whose name is your Excellency? Why do you want to break into my sea of ​​blood and arrest my disciples?"

"The poor Taoist Chongshan True Monarch Xu Junming, why are you here? Haha, if your disciples hadn't killed fourteen of my Chongshan sect for no reason, they even planned to kill the seven Great Luo Jinxian who came to inquire about my Chongshan sect.

If we eradicate it, how can the poor come to this filthy place?"

Opening his left hand, Asura Demon King Bo Xun, Heavenly Concubine Wu Mo, and Prince Yan Da emerged from the palm of his hand.

With a thought in his heart, he slightly unlocked the seals on them.

"Grandpa, help me, kill this evil thief quickly."

Seeing the River Styx, Yan Da shouted as if he had been saved.

When Styx saw his daughter, son-in-law, and grandson, he raised his eyebrows and showed anger in his eyes. But he was very human after all, so he took a slight breath.

I quickly tolerated it.

"I believe there must be a misunderstanding. Fellow Taoist, can you please come to my Shura Hall and sit down first so that you and I can resolve this matter through negotiation, so as to avoid conflicts between the two families and countless deaths and injuries?"

Xu Junming smiled calmly.

"Fellow Taoist Styx, do you think I am easy to bully? How can there be any fairness in the Shura Hall where you have so many restrictions? When the big formation comes together, won't my master and disciple be allowed to be rubbed by you?"

Styx felt a pity secretly in his heart, that was indeed what he thought.

Of course, I will definitely not admit it verbally.

"My fellow Taoist, this is wrong. I, Styx, have been cultivating for many years and have a great reputation and are admired by hundreds of millions of monks. How could I do such a despicable thing?"

"It is said that a master must have his disciples. Your direct disciples and son-in-law all have this virtue, let alone your master."

The merciless sarcasm made Styx's expression darken.

If his daughter, son-in-law, and beloved grandson were not still in each other's hands, he would have had an attack long ago.

"What do you want?"

"I…?"

Xu Junming smiled coldly, "Of course it's a blood debt that must be paid with blood."

Grab it with your left hand.

"don't want!!"

"Bang!"

Bo Xun, Wu Mo, Yan Da, and the Shura warriors captured by Xu Junming were instantly crushed to pieces by his huge force.

The thick blood flew out and turned into a blood mist several feet wide in mid-air, but it quickly rolled back and disappeared into the palm of your hand.

Apparently, it was used by Xu Junming to practice the Dutian God Demon Flag.

Ancestor Styx was furious, and his mighty magic power rushed to the ninth level, shaking hundreds of millions of miles.

Suddenly the heaven shook.

In the ancient times, countless monks felt this huge magical power.

Being a saint is no exception.

"You are looking for death!"

With a wave of his sleeve, the seven Nanshan Kun people were brought into Chongshan Residence.

Full of momentum, black hair is automatic without wind.

"Death? Humph, today is the day when you will perish in the sea of ​​blood."

"You are not ashamed to speak loudly."

With a wave of his big sleeve, the endless blood wave turned into a force that lifted the sky, and he rushed over with a compelling momentum.

Billions of miles of void instantly turned into blood.

"It's just a little trick, it's useless."

With a thought in his heart, the power of time exploded. Although his figure was clearly visible, he had already placed himself in the future.

Therefore, no matter how surging the blood waves were, they could not hurt Xu Junming even half of his clothes.

"The power of time?!"

Ancestor Styx was horrified.

He had felt the same aura from Zu Wu Zhu Jiuyin, but the other person's way of time was much worse than the person in front of him.

I was a little shocked for a while.

Being able to comprehend the power of time and being able to cultivate to the level of a True Immortal of Hunyuan is obviously not an easy task.

"Even the power of time cannot be my killing sword."

He looked hard.

The hands are pointing like swords.

'choke'!

The dragon's roar shook the sky.

There are two sword lights, one red and one black, like a divine dragon crossing the sky.

The chilling aura of killing condensed like frost and snow, and in an instant even the bloody aura that permeated the heaven and earth faded away.

"Xu Junming, watch me Shura Slash!"

‘Shua’!

The red and black sword lights slashed towards him like lightning.

The speed is so fast that it seems to have spanned space.

The ancestor of the Styx River was accompanied by two swords, Yuantu, and Abi's illustrious reputation. No one in the entire prehistoric era knew about it. How could Xu Junming be unprepared?

With a wave of his hand, a long black flag shed heavy divine light.

The strong rhythm of death pervades all directions.

The Death Demon Banner is something that surpasses the Five Directions Flags and can be compared with the Qiankun Ding, Jiangshan Sheji Tu, and Twelve-Rank Lotus, and is second only to the existence of the three major artifacts, the Pangu Flag, the Tai Chi Diagram, and the Chaos Clock.

Back in the chaotic boulder, the Underworld Beast could use it to block the Pantuo Divine Ax controlled by Xu Junming's Pangu real body, which shows how powerful the defense is.

‘Boom boom’!

Two ten-thousand-foot-long sword lights, like two giant hammers, hit the Underworld Demon's Death Banner heavily.

The bulging flag surface is constantly dented, and layers of death energy surge up, but it remains strong.

Seeing the exploding sword energy and feeling the layers of resistance coming from the blade, the color of Ancestor Styx's face also changed.

Looking at the long black flag standing in mid-air, the fierce black flag, and the strong charm of death, he had never seen such a treasure.

The powerful aura is stronger than his Yuantu and Abi swords.

Just when he was shocked, a warning sign emerged from the bottom of his heart.

"not good."

Subconsciously urging myself to press for the treasure at the bottom of the box.

A twelfth-grade bloody lotus rose from Baihui Point, showering it with bloody brilliance.

At this moment, a black hole suddenly opened three feet behind it.
To be continued...