Prehistoric: The Ancestor Of Kunpeng

95 Suppress Styx, Hou Tu is dying

“Today you have a sea of ​​blood asylum, it is the kindness of Pangu god-tier. I can’t kill you, but do you think this seat really can’t cure you?” Xu Qing said loudly.

As soon as these words came out, Styx was a little surprised. This ancestor Kunpeng’s method was really terrifying. Is it possible that he has any secret method that can really kill him?

But then I thought about it, this is the blood of Pangu god-tier. How old is Kunpeng, how could he break this line of defense?

“Haha, don’t you scare Pengdao, can you shake a sea of ​​blood?”

At this moment, the ancestor of the Styx is really sitting back on Wu You. He summoned a cloud bed and lay on it on his side, so he was uncomfortable.

“You seem to enjoy this feeling, don’t you, let me fulfill you!”

Xu Qing shouted violently, and the Zixiao Divine Sword in his hand was unsheathed, dominating the void.

“What are you going to do?” Styx jumped up and shouted.

“Don’t worry, you will know soon, as long as I am here, you will never want to crawl out of here, otherwise you will not survive!” Xu Qing snapped his fingers, and a clear light gushed out.

Then the sword body of the Zixiao Divine Sword was magnified countless times between the moments, and it lay across the sky above the sea of ​​blood and across the head of the Styx.

“Today, this seat uses the Zixiao Divine Sword to suppress the sea of ​​blood, and will never withdraw the sword for five thousand years!”

Xu Qing yelled, as if telling something to the sky, that Zixiao Divine Sword seemed to have been guided by some kind of power in the dark, trembled slightly, and then hung in the void quietly. It doesn’t move anymore.

“what are you doing!?”

Styx became violent. He shuttled back and forth above the sea of ​​blood and the area covered by the Purple Cloud Divine Sword, but this familiar area, once owned the dojo, is now like a huge prison cage. Stuck in it.

The Zixiao Divine Sword is the most powerful Magic Treasures in Xu Qing’s hands. Even if it is compared with the leader-level Magic Treasures, it is inexhaustible. It is almost comparable to the existence of the Chaos Supreme Treasure. It is used to suppress the Styx. More than enough.

Anyway, Xu Qing’s Cultivation Base is so high that there is no fear of a few people in the predicament. It is just a sword. You don’t need to use it to defend yourself. On the contrary, you can use it in exchange for the five thousand years of freedom of the ancestor of Styx. Xu Qing was very happy.

“Useless struggle, do you think you can make it?” Xu Qing sneered.

No one knows the power of the Zixiao Divine Sword better than him. Since Styx likes to be a tortoise with a shrunken head, hiding in a sea of ​​blood, Xu Qing let him have a good time and let him stay inside.

“Hurry up and let the poor road come out, otherwise, after the poor road comes out, you can’t be spared!” Styx yelled, he was really scared now.

Although five thousand years of time is nothing to the cultivators of the prehistoric cultivators, it is unthinkable that he will be trapped here for five thousand years.

“Just stay there.” Xu Qing was too lazy to care about him. When dealing with people like Styx, he had to use this method to treat him, otherwise he would kick his nose and face.

…

Xu Qing came to Houtu, lifted Houtu up, and asked, “How are you feeling?”

Houtu was very weak at this time, and said: “I’m going to die soon.”

“Nonsense.” Xu Qing hurriedly put his own hand on Houtu’s lifeline, and then hit Houtu’s eyebrows with an aura.

“How could this happen!?” Xu Qing was furious.

“Who did it, how could you get so badly hurt?”

Xu Qing suddenly realized it, and said: “Yes, it is Zhun Mention, I remember it!”

Xu Qing hated that he was being too careless. When he and Hou Tu were separated in Longyue Sea City, they felt something was wrong with Houtu. He didn’t expect that Houtu was so badly injured.

If the state of Houtu is at its peak, even if the ancestors of the Styx River cannot be beaten, at least there is a certainty that they will retreat. In all of the sky, apart from Sage who can wound Houtu like this, there are only the two in the West, and Zhunti played against her.

“Quickly mention this guy, I will get it alive sooner or later…” Xu Qing secretly made a decision in his heart.

“Xu Dage, I’m going to die soon. Can you accompany me for the last time?”

Hou Tu nestled in Xu Qing’s arms, with a tender expression on his face, as weak as a child who wanted someone to protect him.

“You will be fine.” Xu Qing hugged her tightly.

“Honghuang is so big, there must be a way to save you, Sage must be able to save you, yes! I will take you to Nuwa Empress.” Xu Qing said that it was too late, and he was ready to walk away with Hou Tu.

But when I thought, Nuwa is a member of the monster clan, and Hou Tu is the ancestor witch of the witch clan. Is she really willing to help?

“Yes, there is also Tongtian brother, he has a lot of friendship with me, he values ​​love and righteousness, and will never die!”

The four Sages of Dongfang Dao Sect also had friendship with Xu Qing. Both Taiqing Daoist and Yuanshi Tianzun had grudges with them.

“No, I’m damned, it’s useless to find anyone. I can know Xu Dage in this life, Hou Tu… Hou Tu died without regret.” Hou Tu said sadly.

There was also a drop of tears falling in Xu Qing’s eyes, and it fell on Houtu’s cheek.

“Did you cry?” Hou Tu said weakly.

“Fool, you Xu Dage, I have great magical powers, and the heavens and Sage will let me three points. How can I let you die? How can I be willing?”

“This time, if I have a great fortune and a life, I am willing to form a dao companion with you, go to the chaos, and never give up.” Houtu said in a low voice.

“Unfortunately… this is impossible.” Houtu looked sad and closed his eyes.

Xu Qing kept shaking Houtu’s figure and said, “You wake up soon.”

Xu Qing looked up to the sky and roared, and at this moment, an unprecedented sense of powerlessness spread across his body. What is the use of thinking about him in the heavens? Even if it is invincible, how about it?

Even if you can’t keep your beloved woman, what’s the difference between it and trash?

Xu Qing looked at Houtu who had passed out, with mixed feelings in her heart.

“If God wants you to die, I will go against Heavenly Dao!”

“If your fate wants you to die, I will break the fate!”

Suddenly Xu Qing had an idea, and the Hou Tu in later generations became Samsara, one of Heavenly Dao Sage.

If Xu Qing remembers well, the origin of Samsara is near the Styx Dojo. Later, Styx became a neighbor of Houtu.

“It should be around here. If the land can be sanctified, all the intractable diseases can be solved.”

Xu Qing tried his best to calm herself down.

Different from myself, and also different from other quasi-sages.

No matter whether it is in the past or this life, Hou Tu is a genuine Heavenly Dao Sage. It is also a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian approved by Heavenly Dao. It is the only Sage among the Witch Clan.

Avenue is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, go to one of them.

Nine is the number of extremes.

For the last two positions, everyone must compete for the last two positions. For this reason, they will not hesitate to break the blood and lose their souls.

But the land is different. She is the seventh sage of the primordial land. She can reach this Realm in the previous life, and will never die in this life.