Hong Huang: Me, Styx, Never Rush To The Street!

Chapter 201

“The Patriarch of Styx, also shot!”

As soon as Styx’s decree came out, the entire land was shaken again.

“In the past two ancestors preached and preached the law, today one defends the monster race and the other defends the witch race, so which one is more powerful!”

“From my point of view, Hongjun Daozu preached first, and all the three thousand purple skiers were powerful, they were superior!”

“The outcome is unpredictable, the outcome is unpredictable!”

Some Rogue Cultivators who stayed out of the matter were all talking about it.

“Naturally, my Profound School is authentic and the strongest!”

As Sage, Primordial Tianzun naturally has the magical powers to listen to all directions. Hearing that the Rogue Cultivators still hesitated, he couldn’t help but say,

“The Styx preaching is not rejected by those who come, and it is miscellaneous but not sophisticated. How can it be compared with the guest in Zixiao?”

Just when three thousand purple skiers arrived one after another to support the monster race.

A red glow from the sky came from far away. After showing his figure, his face showed a color of painful remembrance, and said angrily:

“Father Kua, Hou Yi, Wu Clan brothers, I am late for Fuxi!”

After that, Fuxi went to the battlefield to resist the three thousand purple skiers for the Wu Clan.

The sacred fire Parasol Tree is scorching, the Qiankun Ding evolves into the universe, and the Kyushu Ding paves the way to the emperor. Fuxi’s combat power is so strong that it can be called the top of the prehistoric power.

In the view of Wuzhuang, Zhen Yuanzi held a book from the ground, brought two boys, and several baskets of ginseng fruit, flew towards the Lich battlefield.

Zhen Yuanzi, who is proficient in the laws of space, and has the blessing of the book from the earth, is also the first batch to arrive.

He raised his hand and gave the ginseng fruit, which he put on the ancestor Wu Xuanming and Shebi corpse, and then put it on several great witches, making the witches take a breath!

The Queen Mother of West Kunlun, with a group of female fairies, rushed here for the first time.

This Queen Mother of the West is also the quasi-sage Cultivation Base. There are many female fairies who follow, and she is also a tyrannical force on the battlefield.

In the blood of the West, the four great Ashura kings led the Shura tribes, and they were stunned, making countless mighty retreats.

All of a sudden, the two sides stood together violently with helping hands, and both had exchanges.

But Fuxi, Zhenyuanzi, Queen Mother of the West, and the four great Ashura kings, these powerful abilities, displayed in the war are really eye-catching, and they can’t help but admire all living beings. The ancestor of Styx is really talented.

Especially Zhen Yuanzi, who had grieved with the monster clan first, did not leave his hands at the end at this time, and under the sweep of the law of space, a monster clan died tragically.

Under the suppression of the Book of the Earth, another piece of Demon Race was crushed into meat sauce.

And among the three thousand purple skiers who came in response to Hongjun’s call, no one was his opponent.

It wasn’t until the powerful Daoist and Randeng Daoist who explained the two teachings, and the Antarctic Xianweng all ended, did Zhen Yuanzi’s arrogance abate.

“Even the people who explain the teachings of the Jiejiao have come. It seems that the Xuanmen really paid a lot of money for the demon race!”

Zhen Yuanzi sneered again and again, and he used his own power to fight against several strong people, and did not let the wind fall in the slightest.

“go!”

Zhen Yuanzi urged Di Shu with all his strength, and drove towards the suppression of Randeng Daoist.

This burning lamp Daoist, used to listen to the words in the Zixiao Palace, is the same generation as Zhen Yuanzi.

However, playing more with less at the moment is actually not Zhen Yuanzi’s opponent.

Seeing this scene, Pangu Sanqing, especially Primal Tianzun, couldn’t help feeling irrelevant on his face.

This Randeng and Zhen Yuanzi were both the people who listened to Taoism in the Zixiao Palace in the past.

As a result, the strengths are now distinct. Doesn’t this mean that Xuanmen’s face has been swept away?

The war was in full swing, and suddenly there was a roar from far away, and a large number of cultivators gathered.

“I waited to listen to the sermon outside Penglai Island, and now I have received the decree of the ancestor, and I am here to help the witches!”

I saw that this group of practitioners could not be called a great power, and could even be said to be lowly, but the number of wins was very staggering, and it could be described as mighty.

If it were in the early stage of the Lich War, or in front of three thousand purple skiers, these people would not be able to make waves.

But now in the Lich Endgame, the three thousand purple skiers and the listeners who responded to the call of Styria are in a stalemate. Then these people have become the last straw to crush the camels, making the situation on the battlefield obvious. Lean towards the witch race.

“this……”

All the saints in the void looked at each other when they saw this scene.

Normally, these low-level cultivators of Cultivation Base, even if they are powerful like Di Jun, can frighten and sweep away with a single blow.

But at this time, the powers died, wounded, or were in a deep battle. Who can deal with it?

“The Patriarch of Styx preached that everyone who has a path is a real predestined person can come and listen, and there is no kind of teaching. Some people despise his practice, but no one can think that it is the cause of the past that has the result today. Two The ancestors each helped the Lich, after all, Patriarch Styx is better!”

Seeing this scene, some cultivators couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.

Primitive Tianzun stared at this group of assembled cultivators, almost bursting into flames in his eyes.

If there is no such rabble crowd, how could the demon clan fail? Now that the army is defeated like a mountain, the monster race is really going to die!

Suddenly, Primordial Tianzun felt something, but his eyes condensed.

boom!

Unprepared, Shengwei broke out, and saw a handful of jade Ruyi Scepter flying out of the void and smashing towards the group of repairers.

That jade Ruyi Scepter rose thousands of times in an instant, and contained unimaginable powers. Under the horizontal pressure, a strong gust of wind was generated, which seemed to crush these cultivators directly into fly ash.

“Huh! Dignified Sage, secretly attacked! Yuanshi, you are so mean!”

Just at this moment, a cold snort sounded in the void, and a vine wrapped in meritorious golden light was pulled, and the jade Ruyi Scepter was rolled up.

Bang!

In an instant, Shengwei collided, and the world changed its color.

“Nuwa!”

The original Tianzun stretched out his hand and grabbed the jade Ruyi Scepter back, looking at Nuwa with a bad look.

He ignored Sage’s face and shot at a group of Realm’s lowly cultivators, but he didn’t expect to be broken, and now he is even more infamous.

I saw that the group of repairers below who were almost crushed by the jade Ruyi Scepter all looked at themselves with a frightened look.

After this battle, I am afraid that his original Tianzun’s reputation will be damaged.

“Ugh……”

Master Tongtian sighed and walked out of the void.

It was his senior brother Yuan Shi who made such a disgraceful move. Even if he was unhappy in his heart, he naturally couldn’t say much in front of outsiders.

Daddy also floated out, with a look of helplessness.

“Since you fellow daoist have all come out, then neither of me can hide in hiding!”

The two sages of the West looked at each other, and also walked out of the void.

Seeing Sage gathered together, the sentient beings couldn’t help but feel stunned. It turned out that all the saints were watching the Lich War in the dark, and they might even take action at any time.

When I think of Sage watching behind this battle, all beings can’t help feeling lingering.

Now that several Sages have come forward, where should the war go.

Those who are more interested think, where are Dao Ancestor Na Hongjun and Ancestor Styx?

The two ancestors have yet to come forward in this Lich battle, but their shadows and methods are flooded in the battle.

For example, Pangu Sanqing, who was waiting for an opportunity, was a direct disciple of Hongjun, and naturally the representative Hongjun.

And Nuwa, who used to be a Stygian, is now a Stygian dao companion, and the relationship between the two does not need to be repeated.

As for the two sages of the West, many people don’t know where they are now.

The Second Saint was supposed to be a disciple of the Xuanmen, but now he created another Western Great Sect, and he is in close contact with that Styx…

At this time, Pangu Sanqing confronted Nuwa, and the atmosphere became tense.

If Sage makes a big fight, then this Lich will probably be raised to another level!

“Fellow daoist Styx, the situation is deadlocked, what should I do?” Hongjun sipped a sip of spiritual tea and squinted at Styx.

At this moment, Styx’s eyes were sharp and sharp, and a sunspot in his hand fell like a torrent of rain.

His icy voice rang in Hongjun’s ear, as if announcing that the situation was settled:

“Hongjun fellow daoist, why is it deadlocked!?”

Hongjun looked at the chessboard, his shoulders shook, his pupils shrank sharply, and his face turned pale.