Chapter 976 This Is Just the Beginning

When the leader of Tongtian Sect was killed by his sword, he couldn't bear to scatter his cultivation to the world, so he gave a sword energy to Xi Tong.

This is the purest power in the incarnation of Master Tongtian's merits, and it is the sword intent that has been polished for tens of thousands of years.

Although it is only a small trace, as a power seed, it is definitely a 9-star or above skill and technique.

It is precisely with this sword energy that Xi Tong instantly transformed into a swordsman saint. Although there is still a big gap compared to pure swordsmen like Master Tongtian, he is still stronger than non-swordsman saints such as Yuanshi Tianzun and Yuanshi Tianzun. Count the chips.

At this moment, Xi Tong's understanding and use of swords were at their peak. One man and one sword charged straight into the sea of ​​blood, but he was so frightened that Patriarch Styx drew his bow from left to right, grabbed Ah Bi and Yuantu, and crossed his swords in front of him to make a cross. Parry.

boom!

Thousands of meters high blood sea waves hit us head-on. They were like mountains rising from the flat ground, holding a mountain peak to crush and smash people.

However, Xi Tong stepped lightly on the top of the blood wave with his toes, and the Sky Monkey seemed to fly up, reaching the height of the wave in an instant.

cut!

With one strike of the sword, although he did not have the invincible posture of the Tongtian Cult Leader who cut the world apart when he used the Immortal Killing Sword Formation, it was more than enough to cut through a wave.

There were no dazzling lights and shadows, and no rumbling sounds. The whole world was like a silent movie.

The waves of blood are silent, and the magic sword is silent.

This sword cut through everything and froze time.

When everything was restored, the Ancestor of Styx was shocked to find that the sea of ​​blood had been penetrated by a sword, revealing the bottom of the sea that had not seen the light of day for thousands of years.

The bloody pillar under his feet and the throne beneath him all had slash marks that were as clean as a mirror.

So fast!

He was killed without even seeing what was going on...

The two halves of the corpse of Ancestor Styx sank into the sea of ​​blood like stones. In the blink of an eye, his injuries recovered, and his strength returned to its peak state.

At this time, noisy sounds and overwhelming fanatical shouts came from the direction where Xi Tong came.

Brahman·Sword·Sage.

Countless yakshas and rakshasas rushed out like a flood, stepping from the world of hungry ghosts into the world of asuras, waving the swords, guns, swords and halberds given to them by Xi Tong, and launched the Ula charge.

In front of them was a group of Asuras who had abandoned their armor.

They are the army guarding the hungry ghost world. The army that originally suppressed the world was reduced to only a handful of people in front of them in the blink of an eye.

"hateful!"

Ancestor Styx has been domineering for tens of thousands of years. When did he suffer such humiliation? A group of despicable bastards dared to set foot on his own land.

die!

Although he was facing a saint, fighting within the scope of the Blood Sea, Styx Ancestor was super capable and was absolutely invincible in a one-on-one duel.

"go to hell!"

"Blood shadow clone!"

Forty-eight thousand pores all over the body of Patriarch Styx erupted at the same time as blood light as fine as ox hair. As soon as the blood light left the body, it quickly stretched and expanded. It grew when the wind blew, and in the blink of an eye it became ten feet high. of hideous things.

The blood shadow clone is a pure condensation of blood and light. It is invisible and has no substance, but it has powerful lethality.

Ancestor Styx's whole body swelled, as if he had held in a fart, his chest, back, waist and abdomen were trembling slightly, and the pores all over his body were spraying blood like Gatling. The speed was so fast that even Namo Gatling Bodhisattva could not match it.

After avoiding Xi Tong, these blood shadow clones rushed towards the intruder.

The Asuras who bore the brunt of the attack were not surprised when they saw the bloody clones covering the sky. Instead, they were filled with endless fear.

Even though they had been stabbed with spears, the Asuras still knelt on the ground and kowtowed as if they were smashing garlic.

However, the blood shadow smiled arrogantly, and the moment he passed by, the shadow of the sword in his hand solidified instantly. The Asuras froze, and then covered their necks in disbelief.

No blood was shed.

Because there is not even a drop of blood on them.

There was even a blood shadow that pounced on Asura, appearing behind Asura as if passing through a wall. The Asura that it passed through instantly fell to the ground, and all the blood and essence in his body was swallowed up, leaving only two residual pieces. Skin.

Asura's remaining defeated troops were slaughtered in an instant, followed by Yaksha and Rakshasa.

Hundreds of millions of blood shadow clones gathered in front of the creatures in the hungry ghost world, forming a blood-colored wall. Countless blood shadows crossed their arms and sneered, bringing unparalleled spiritual oppression to the creatures below.

Yasha and Rakshasa hesitated for a moment, but soon, they assumed a fighting stance without hesitation.

They have been conquered by Asura for countless thousands of years, and suffered endless slaughter, plunder, and oppression. In order to survive, the land of the Hungry Ghost Realm was thinned mile after mile.

They wanted to resist, but they had no masters and no weapons. Their bravery was just filling the sea of ​​blood.

Now, they finally had a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and they had to seize it.

kill!

The blood shadow is intangible and qualityless, but the weapons Xi Tong gave them are extraordinary and can cause heavy damage to the spirit body. One cut will be accurate, and each sword will create a blood shadow clone.

The cunning blood shadow enters the body of Yaksha and Rakshasa along the eyes, ears, nose, and even pores, and controls the host's movements by controlling the blood flow.

However, the Yaksha and Rakshasa beside him did not hesitate at all, and directly decapitated and quartered their companions with one blow.

There is no way, the lives of Yaksha and Shura are too cheap, even worse than grass.

At least grass mustard can still be eaten, but they can't even eat grass mustard and can only survive on dirt every day.

Xi Tong watched with his arms folded, showing no intention of intervening.

If a race wants to be independent, it cannot do so without a struggle of blood and fire.

Yaksha and Rakshasa are species that are not recognized by Heaven, and have no qualifications to survive in the world of gods. Only by experiencing the tempering of blood and fire, gaining merit, and even being recognized by Heaven can they have the status of indigenous people.

Xi Tong holds 48 copies of the Way of Heaven and can grant Yaksha and Rakshasa an indigenous status, but Xi Tong does not want to do this.

This is not a world where who is weak and who is right. Poor people must be hateful. If they have a ferocious and ugly appearance, but are weak and cowardly at heart, even if they have indigenous status, they are just a bunch of garbage creatures, polluting the world of gods. race.

If you want to gain something, you have to put in your blood and sweat, instead of just living on the tears of your ancestors' tragic experiences.

Looking at the Styx Ancestor re-emerging from the sea of ​​​​blood, Xi Tong smiled.

"You have 480 million blood shadow clones, right?"

Ancestor Styx didn't answer, because in such a short time, he only had 360 million blood shadow clones left, and even those released had lost one-tenth.

He never thought that his unparalleled power and invisible killing skills could be easily broken by others.

If it was broken by a saint, Ancestor Styx could still accept it, but it happened to be broken by inferior and despicable creatures like Yaksha and Rakshasa.

Although every time a blood shadow clone is lost, ten, twenty, or even a hundred Yakshas and Rakshasas will be killed, but this kind of battle loss ratio is a loss no matter how you calculate it.

After all, every blood shadow clone requires long years of soaking and sacrifice, and Yaksha and Rakshasa are more numerous than rats, tougher than cockroaches, and more disgusting than maggots.

Damn it!

Seeing the continuous influx of inferior species at the junction of the two worlds, the Styx Ancestor sank into the sea of ​​blood little by little.

Immediately, the sea of ​​​​blood surged, and the sea level rose hundreds of meters in an instant.

And this is just the beginning!

Thanks for the reward of 100 by pretending to be na. Thank you very much~