Houtu’s countermeasure!

One after another, the Shura clan exploded and rolled in blood, and quickly teleported to the future through Emperor Donghua's Great Sun Evil Wheel. However, the immortal essence was intercepted by Emperor Donghua.

Emperor Yan had three thousand heavenly powers and the power of the sun, but his saint's Taoist fruit collapsed and could no longer mobilize the power of the three thousand heavenly powers. The power of the sun was far from enough.

The explosion of the Shura clan and the power of the entire Shura clan rushed to refine the Taihang Mountains.

Because Emperor Donghua understood that Taihang Mountain was his last chance in this era. Once he lost his identity as a saint, he would no longer have the possibility of challenging the Three Pure Land. Therefore, Taihang Mountain must be refined.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The ancestor of the Styx roared in pain, but he could not stop Houtu's counterattack.

Now, all the power of Shura is a major trend, even if you cannot change it.

The 480 million Blood God Son roared, but the Blood God Son was the clone of his own body. At this moment, the clone was suppressed and the clone could not use any strength.

"Let me go, Wang Xiong, this time, I admit defeat, I'll leave right away!" The ancestor of the Styx stared at Emperor Donghua and shouted.

Emperor Donghua looked cold and ignored it.

"Bastard, Houtu, do you have to protect Wang Xiong even if you die? Why did you die? Have you forgotten? Ah, adulterer*, adulterer*!" The ancestor of the Styx roared.

"You are looking for death, The Styx!" Emperor Donghua's eyes turned cold.

"boom!"

Emperor Donghua absorbed it faster.

The Shura tribe continued to explode, and more and more explosions were spreading, roaring everywhere, and the sea of ​​blood rushed. The ancestor of the Styx was also rapidly weakening.

"Wang Xiong, you are not afraid of dying!" The ancestor of the Styx roared.

"Still to death? Haha, the general minister, the six great saints did not hold me to death for half a year. The Shura clan could hold me to death? It's ridiculous!" Emperor Donghua said coldly.

At this moment, the Ancestor of the Styx is the meat on the chopping board, and is slaughtered.

The ancestor of the Styx was very sad and angry. Has he been completely lost after tens of thousands of years of accumulation?

Lan on the side opened her mouth wide, Houtu?

Lan is the reincarnation of Xili. Although she has no memory of later generations, her sister Xihe told herself about what happened over the years, and naturally she knew the love for Houtu to Taiyi!

Houtu suffered a lot of pain for Taiyi back then, but even so, Houtu never forgot Taiyi until his death, and did this for Taiyi. A look of jealousy flashed through his blue eyes.

In a blink of an eye, the Shura tribe was mostly destroyed, and the terrifying power surged into Taiyi Land, causing Taihang Mountain to quickly become smaller. In a blink of an eye, only one person was left high, and turned into blood, emitting dazzling light.

An expectation flashed in Emperor Donghua's eyes, because Houtu's countermeasures brought him one step closer to refining Taihang Mountain.

"No, no, no, no one of you can rob me of things. Emperor Donghua, don't even think about it, Shura clan? The Shura clan was framed by you, I still have the twelve-grade fire red lotus, even if you are the body of a Buddha, burn it for me!" The ancestor of the Styx roared with a ferocious roar.

"boom!"

I saw that in the sea of ​​blood, the twelve-grade fire red lotus suddenly soared into the sky, and the whole world was covered with red fire. The fire rushed straight to Emperor Donghua, as if to destroy Emperor Donghua's crazy absorption of power at this moment.

"Red Lotus Karma? Humph, Ancestor of the Styx, have you forgotten it. I am in Buddhism and I am dedicated to restraining karma!" Emperor Yan said coldly.

While speaking, an eleventh-grade golden lotus suddenly appeared under the feet of Emperor Yan.

However, it is the heart chakra magic weapon formed by Emperor Yan’s practice of Buddhism.

The eleventh-grade golden lotus slammed into the twelve-grade fire red lotus.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

When two lotus flowers collided, although the golden lotus was one less, it had the effect of suppressing all karma fire, just like the golden light of the golden lotus, which specifically restrained the resentment of the karma fire.

"Boom!"

When the golden lotus restrained, refined and saved this resentment, he saw that the twelve-grade fire red lotus was slowly decomposed, and the decomposed merits slowly merged into the golden lotus. Then he saw that small buds slowly emerged from the golden lotus, and gradually, it seemed that the first grade had grown again on the eleventh grade.

"How is it possible, Emperor Yan, are you refining my twelve-grade fire red lotus? No, mine cannot be refined by you. You thief, that's mine, mine!" The ancestor of the Styx roared.

However, the ancestor of the Styx cannot move, so where can he stop it?

The twelve-grade karma fiery red lotus is getting thinner and weaker, covering the sky, and the sea of ​​resentment, karma, and karma are actually absorbed by the golden lotus. The twelfth-grade golden lotus becomes more dazzling and stronger.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, when the karma fire was lost, the red lotus of the twelve-grade karma fire suddenly collapsed and opened, and the collapsed karma fire completely poured into the twelve-grade golden lotus.

"No, no, no~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!" The ancestor of the Styx roared.

At this moment, all the Shura tribes had exploded, and blood scattered in the sky, pouring into Emperor Donghua's great sun evil wheel. The red lotus of karma was refined, and the red mist in the void was disintegrated. Ying Long and others woke up one after another.

"What, what's going on?" Countless strong men looked around in a daze.

"Yinglong, guard the surroundings and don't let people get close!" Yan Emperor shouted coldly.

"Yes!" Yinglong and other demon gods in the sky palace blocked the four directions, preventing people from getting close to each other. At the same time, their eyes looked curiously at the place where the Ancestor of the Styx were.

The ancestor of the Styx had all his cultivation, and he poured into Emperor Donghua, as if his cultivation was abolished.

Only half a person is left in Emperor Donghua’s Taihang Mountain, and Emperor Yan’s is not much different.

"puff!"

A golden light suddenly fell from the weak ancestor of the Styx.

"Huh?" Yan Emperor's eyes lit up and he copied it in his hand.

"Give me back, give me back, give me back!" The ancestor of the Styx roared tremblingly.

The complete destruction of the Shura clan and the collapse of the red lotus of the karma fire cannot make the Ancestor of the Styx crazy, because the Ancestor of the Styx also has a heroic heart and knows that the success, kings and defeats the bandits. Today, his failure is entirely his own fault. No one else can blame him. It can only be said that he deserves it. However, the loss of that golden light made the Ancestor of the Styx crazy.

"Give it back to me, give it back to me!" The ancestor of the Styx roared hideously.

"Humanity's Book?" Emperor Yan grabbed the golden light, but said excitedly.

The Human Heavenly Book is the basis for achieving a quasi-saint. If you lose the Shura clan and lose your power, you can start over. However, if you lose the Human Heavenly Book, you will be qualified to become a saint.

"Give it back to me, return it back to me, Emperor Yan, Emperor Donghua, as long as you return it back to me, be a cow and a horse, I will listen to you. I was wrong, I was wrong!" The ancestor of the Styx roared in despair.

The cultivation of the Ancestor of the Styx has been abolished. At this moment, there is no capital to resist.

A sense of despair flashed in the eyes of the Ancestor Styx, more regretful, regretting his recklessness this time.

Unfortunately, Emperor Donghua shook his head: "Xia Siming, you blame your losses today. No matter what you say, you have asked for it. Ask yourself, if it were you, would you be willing to let us go? Or, return this humanitarian book?"

"Me!" The Ancestor Styx's face changed.

"This time, if you lose, don't say much. You have been the lord of a country. When you know that you have succeeded, the king will lose, and you have no qualifications to blame others. You will be blamed on yourself! Moreover, even if we return you to the Book of Humanity, what can you do? Your cultivation has been destroyed, and you are counting on the Son of Blood in the Sea of ​​Blood? Ha, the strength of the Son of Blood is determined by you. If you are strong, they will be strong, and if you are weak, they will be weak. If you are weak, you will be unable to defend the Book of Humanity!" Emperor Donghua shook his head.

The ancestor of the Styx looked regretful.

"Let's go, I won't kill you! For Houtu's sake, and also because you are sincere to Xia Ruotian and his son! Let's go!" Emperor Donghua snorted coldly.

"Bang!"

Emperor Donghua let go of the ancestor of the Styx.

Suddenly, the ancestor of the Styx fell into the sea of ​​blood weakly.

"Wang Xiong, Emperor Yan?" A trace of grief flashed in the eyes of the Ancestor Styx.

"Crash!" The sea of ​​blood rolling in the ground slowly retreated, as if it had penetrated into the ground, and it disappeared after a while.

The ancestor of the Styx quickly penetrated into the forest in a weak manner and disappeared.

"Taiyi, why did you let him go?" Yan Emperor frowned.

"Brother, have you forgotten? He is Xia Siming, who traveled through time. What's the use of killing him? He found another life wheel and could travel back time, which is more troublesome than a foreign race!" Emperor Donghua frowned.

"Forget it, just let it go if you want to. Anyway, he is already ruined. It doesn't matter whether you can remember your grace for not killing this time!" Yan Emperor nodded.

As he said that, Emperor Yan looked at the Humane Book in his hand.

"Brother, you have refined this humanitarian book of Ancestor Styx!" Emperor Donghua said.

"No, come..." Yan Emperor shook his head immediately.

"No, brother, you need to become a saint more than me, because most of my time, I have to go back to the future. I cannot stay there for this era, but you are different. Our things need to be kept by you. Brother, stop fighting. You can become a saint like the Queen Mother of the West. Queen Mother of the West practices the true phoenix map of the Phoenix clan. You and me practice the "True Dragon Map" of the Dragon Clan, which is not worse than her. You can, brother!" Emperor Donghua said solemnly.

Emperor Yan looked at Emperor Donghua and finally nodded: "Okay, this Human Heavenly Book is just used to wrap my broken saint's fruit and make up for the shortcomings of Human Heavenly Book!"

As he said that, Emperor Yan was not pretentious and opened his mouth and swallowed the human Taoist Book in an instant.

With the saint's Taoist fruit, Emperor Yan believed that he would be able to refine this human and heavenly book in no time. If he was cooperating with Wangwu Mountain, Emperor Yan would have confidence and become a saint of heaven and earth like the Queen Mother of the West.

Emperor Donghua looked at the direction of the departure of the Ancestor Styx and sighed slightly: "Xia Siming, you can really endure it! If Houtu hadn't left a countermeasure this time, the consequences would be unimaginable!"

Everyone was still scared, but they didn't notice that one of the disciples of the Three Pure Land had disappeared.

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The ancestor of the Styx lost everything, like a dog who was stranded, fled to the mountains and forests in grief.

"It's gone, hahaha, it's gone, Xiaotian, Xiaotian, am I very incompetent, am I very stupid, hahaha!" The ancestor of the Styx was crying beside a big lake.

But I didn't see it, and the lake suddenly rushed out of the head of a huge turtle.

"Ahhh!" The turtle's head was extremely fast, and he bit the Ancestor of the Styx in one bite.

"Who! Big turtle, you are, you are..." The ancestor of the Styx exclaimed.
To be continued...