Chapter 188 The prehistoric Daluo era is coming. (First update, please subscribe and vote monthly)

Rumble.

On the shore of the Blood Sea, as a sweeping wave crashed onto the rocks on the shore, countless blood-colored waves suddenly splashed out.

At the same time, Zhunti strolled out of the void.

"Brother, I'm here."

Glancing at the River Styx opposite, Zhunti's eyes immediately fell on Jie Yin, who was sitting on the top of the green mountain cliff.

Seeing that Jie Yin's eyes were calm and not hurt at all, Zhunti felt relieved.

"Thank you, Junior Brother."

Jie Yin nodded, indicating that he was fine, and at the same time looked at Styx, whose words were interrupted by Zhunti's arrival.

"Thank you for your kindness, fellow Taoist Styx, but looking at one scene to get a glimpse of the whole picture, and discussing Taoism with the Mosquito Taoist, has already made Jieyin feel a lot, so there is no need to see it anymore."

"In that case, we'll meet again by fate."

Hearing this, Styx nodded and did not force it.

"Junior brother, let's go."

As he finished speaking, Jieyin stood up and looked at Zhunti beside him.

"good."

When Zhunti heard this, he looked at the ancient world and nodded.

Although he really wanted to go for a swim in this sea of ​​blood to see if the sea of ​​blood in front of him was the same as the scene he saw in the world of the sea of ​​blood and fantasy sky.

But in the end, I suppressed this thought.

After all, at this time, the eyes of all creatures in the ancient world have been focused on the sea of ​​blood. If something happens again,

It's better to look at it later. You already know where the blood sea is.

As this thought emerged, Zhunti immediately turned around and walked towards the ancient world.

"Let's go too."

Watching the figures of Jie Yin and Zhunti fading away, Ming He pondered for a while and then said to the six-winged golden cicada behind him.

"Junior brother, you don't have to go into this sea of ​​blood to take another look?"

"No."

Facing Jie Yin's gaze, Zhunti said slowly after thinking for a while.

"Since Mr. Anonymous said that when the Zixiao Palace is opened for the third time, you can see that old friend.

Therefore, at this moment, whether to explore or not is no longer important."

As he finished speaking, Zhunti turned around and glanced at the boundless sea of ​​blood again.

On top of the blood sea, Styx was walking towards the depths of the blood sea with the six-winged golden cicada and the mosquito Taoist.

"Go back, senior brother, I think you have learned a lot from this trip.

While the Zixiao Palace has not yet opened, it is time for us to focus on restoring the Western world."

Watching the three silhouettes go further and further away, Zhunti said slowly when he withdrew his gaze.

"Amitabha, it is not appropriate to untie the knots in the heart. I hope that when the Zixiao Palace opens, I can see your old friend."

As these words fell, Jie Yin and Zhunti disappeared in the ripples of space in front of the sea of ​​blood.

"Um?"

Almost at the moment when the two completely separated, Styx, who was in the sea of ​​​​blood, seemed to feel something in his heart, and turned around at this time.

All that was left to him were ripples in space that quietly dispersed.

"What's going on?"

The six-winged golden cicada on the side seemed to have noticed something, and turned back to look at the Styx and asked.

"nothing."

Looking at the dispersing ripples, Styx shook his head in hesitation.

"I just feel that after this battle, the world will usher in the era of the real Da Luo.

Let’s go, when Old Mosquito wakes up, it should be almost time for him to open up the world.”

"Are you so sure that he will be able to create something new? You know, he was almost killed this time?"

After hearing this, the six-winged golden cicada glanced at the mosquito Taoist in his arms and said with some amusement.

"Lao Zhi can rely on his Taoist heart to get out of the Buddha Heaven where he guides his Taoist friends, and he can get out of the confusion that created the world.

It is already destined that he will become a real great person.

If you want to compete with him again in the future, you have to work harder.

After all, after this battle, my name as Blood Sea will be famous both inside and outside the wilderness."

"What's the point of arguing? At worst, I'll just treat him to a drink after he wakes up."

Hearing this, the Six-winged Golden Cicada clicked its tongue rather uncomfortably.

"If you don't join Daluo, you will be just an ant after all."

In the North Sea, sensing the dissipation of the power from the Blood Sea and Heaven and Earth, Kunpeng, who was located in the Beiming Palace, said with a gloomy expression.

"Although Taoist Mosquito is strong, if Styx hadn't arrived, he might have died in the hands of Jing Yin."

Thinking of this, Kunpeng's face became more and more gloomy.

He originally thought that he must be the first to create a new world among the three thousand mortal guests in Zixiao Palace.

But now it seems that he is already many steps too late.

"The introduction has succeeded in creating the world, so the Supreme Being who preached in front of the Enlightenment Platform that day must have also succeeded in creating the world.

With the two of them here, Yuanshi, Tongtian, and Zhunti may have opened up the world at this moment and achieved the true Daluo.

And to be able to make the receiving hand stop, the Styx must be an existence on the same level as it.

There is also the huge merit that has spread throughout the world.

Although I don’t know who will be able to induce that merit, but since it can induce such a huge amount of merit, I am afraid that it will also be successful in opening the heavens.

A rough calculation shows that in this prehistoric world, there are at least seven great powers who have achieved the realm of Daluo."

At this thought, Kunpeng clenched his fists subconsciously, with a strong look of unwillingness in his eyes.

"It's a pity that I couldn't use the power of heaven to activate my merits and luck that day, otherwise I would already be on the road to opening up heaven at this moment."

Thinking of this, Kunpeng's eyes subconsciously looked towards the sky and the earth.

"Seven real Daluo appeared in the ancient world, but the demon clan heaven has not reacted at all.

Is it possible that Di Jun or Tai Yi have already taken this step with the help of merit and luck?"

Di Jun is hard to say.

After all, his clone was still discussing with Emperor Jun that day, but Taiyi, who had never shown up,

"I, Kunpeng, am the fourth chief of Zixiao Palace. I will definitely succeed in opening the sky this time."

As soon as he thought of nearly ten real Da Luo appearing on his head, Kunpeng took a deep breath and decisively closed his eyes.

"That mosquito Taoist dares to fight Da Luo, how can I, Kunpeng, be weaker than him? Open the sky, open the sky, my thoughts are strong, the heaven and the earth are indestructible!"

As this thought emerged, Kunpeng's soul suddenly appeared in the chaos of the vast sea of ​​consciousness.

"One word of yin and yang reverses the universe. From now on, my fate is up to me and cannot be controlled by heaven!"

Looking at the confusion in front of him, Kunpeng, who had been preparing for who knows how long, the last trace of hesitation in his eyes completely dissipated.

Boom!

The next moment, the light belonging to the Yin and Yang Qi above his soul turned and suddenly turned into a roc and disappeared into the chaos.

Chaos is like water, and Peng transforms into Kun.

In an instant, strands of chaotic energy rushed out in all directions as Kunpeng's soul manifested itself.

Almost at the moment when Kunpeng was greatly stimulated and chose to open the sky, the mortal guests who had stepped into the Zixiao Palace in the past and were also in the Golden Immortal Realm began to try to open up the world one after another after they realized that they were well prepared.

For example, Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi learned about the existence of Luohu from Kunpeng.

After seeing that the mosquito Taoist people could not match the magical power of Jie Yin even though they carried hundreds of millions of miles of blood sea, they decided to devote themselves to practice and began to retreat.

Both of them still need to prepare. The East Prince and the Queen Mother of the West, who had previously gathered the spiritual fortunes of all the beings on the Immortal Island in the East China Sea in the name of preaching, decisively made a choice like Kunpeng.

"Prince, do you really want to create the world?"

In the depths of the East China Sea, after noticing that the fairy islands had fallen into calm, Yinglong, who was located in the East China Sea Dragon Palace, also looked at Ao Yue solemnly at this time.

"It's time, we can't delay it any longer."
To be continued...