Journey To the West: Help Styx Strengthen the Abi Sword at the Start

His eyes flashed, and he thought for a while. The sword behind him had already fallen under his feet. He looked at the undulating sea of ​​clouds, sighed slightly in his heart, squeezed his hand firmly, and headed to the northeast of Chang'an with the sword.

After all, no one knows what his apprentice can do to kill him. To be on the safe side, he had better go there.

The sword light lifted up Kunlun, and the immortal fell into the red dust.

The white light flashed, and it went straight to Lishan.

And the various sects have different energy fluctuations flashing past, and the goals are surprisingly consistent, all are the land of Kyushu.

...

Zixiao Palace.

Surrounded by auspicious clouds, Jin Wu Lu Ya is still locked in the world in the painting, and inside is a vast world without any creatures. Although it does not delay Lu Ya’s cultivation, it lacks compared with the real primordial land. There are a lot of principles.

At this moment, Hongjun was standing in Zixiao, looking at Lu Ya in the painting with a serious expression.

"Huh!"

Heaven manifests.

He looked at Hongjun's solemn face, and asked, "I rarely see you being so serious. The last time was when you were confessing the gods and weighing the calamity. Why, is there something that is difficult for you to solve?"

Tian Dao's face is the same as Hong Jun's face. Except for the different clothes, all the clothes on his body are the same. After he finished speaking, he smiled again, as if he was amused by his own words.

Hongjun is no longer the saint of heaven, but the chaos demon **** who has transcended the heavens. How many people in this world can make Hongjun feel elusive?

Not to mention that there is something that can stump him.

"Before you came, Xiang Dao entered Lu Ya's world of soul with Dreaming Dafa."

Hongjun was dressed in a purple Taoist robe, with fairy light flowing on it, and the air of chaos was ups and downs. He looked at the Tiandao who looked the same as him in front of him, and solemnly said: "You definitely don't know what this person has done!"

"what?"

Tian Dao was dressed in a green shirt, as if he had blended into the surrounding world. If he didn't deliberately remind himself, it would be easy for people to ignore his existence.

"He controlled the old subordinates of Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Dijun, so that their evil thoughts are constantly devouring the power of the world, and the Jiuying evil thoughts in Kyushu are just the beginning!"

The way of heaven has changed.

He only felt the improvement of Honghuang's overall strength, the growth of Taoism, and the expansion of the world, but the reduction of the world's power was ignored.

Now that Hongjun said this, the heart of Tiandao has sunk to the bottom.

If you want to replenish the power of heaven and earth, you can only launch a killing robbery again.

Moreover, the main reason now is that there are too many saints between heaven and earth. Although those chaotic saints have escaped from the prehistoric, their current body is still in the prehistoric, and the people of cause and effect related to them are still in the prehistoric.

It affects the whole body, and it is not a trivial matter to be involved with the saint.

It is obviously not a wise act to just want to activate the amount of calamity to make up for the power of the world.

But Tiandao changed his mind and thought, as the prehistoric world expanded, the speed at which the power absorbed from the chaos was transformed into the vitality of the heavens and the earth still couldn't keep up with the consumption of the living creatures.

And the power of the world is even more than making ends meet, and as many fairy gods have used the power of the world to exchange the power of the world for the resources they need, such as spiritual treasures, the power of the world between the heavens and the earth is getting less and less.

Although Tiandao knew that the power of these worlds had finally entered the casting temple, he was only daring to be angry and not daring to speak.

Because the strength of the casting temple has already reached the point where he can't predict. If the other party is not satisfied with what he does, then he can't bear the consequences at all.

"However, in the Three Realms, if the amount of robbery is activated again, then there will be more things involved!"

After Tiandao finished speaking, he looked at the casting temple.

The existence of the forging temple is not a decoration, and the palpitating weapons and various powerful functions produced in it may completely change the overall situation of the prehistoric.

"Yes, but I didn't expect that Daojun Lu, who lives in the chaos, could actually put the land in a dilemma with a golden crow clone left in the land. This method is really terrifying!"

Chapter 386 Re-entering Zixiao

Hongjun Daozu's gaze shifted to the Netherworld.

At this moment, in the gloom, a million ghosts gathered outside the revolving capital city.

They stared at the Samsara Hall in the capital city with blood-red eyes. As long as the leading Nether Power gave an order, they could instantly destroy the Samsara Hall and this thousand-year-old capital.

The yin in the sky was so strong that it rolled like waves.

"The king of runners! Come out!"

The ripples formed by the whistling continuously tore the space, exposing the darkness behind it.

Amidst the cloud energy condensed by the Yin Qi, a skull comparable to the size of the Samsara Hall glowed with black light, screaming in front of a million ghosts.

Following his sharp roar, the ghost army behind him also roared at the same time: "The King of Wheels, come out!"

"The Runner King..."

Amazing momentum!

In the Hall of Reincarnation, the runner Wang Xuegui sat calmly beside the counter and looked at the population records of various places in the human world handed by the judges.

Below, there are two judges floating, as well as the face of a bull-headed horse.

The chaos outside has turned into a pot of porridge, and the faces of these subordinates are more blue than before, but their heads, the King of Wheels, are still slowly reviewing the memorials from various places.

"The king of runners, come out!"

With a screaming howl, he broke through the capital formation and passed into the Samsara Hall.

The ghosts below shook all over, and one by one began to fidget.

They knew who the person outside was better than anyone else, but they didn't expect the other party to be able to entangle so many ghosts and ghosts in a short time, and they didn't expect that the first one to attack was Nether's most powerful institution, the netherworld.

"Wang, outside..."

Lu Pan looked a little restless.

"Huh, what are you in a hurry!" The King of Wheels put down the memorial and calmly looked at the nervous gangsters below.

"This is only the first one, there may be more after that."

"Then what shall we do?" Lu Pan's face was originally red, but at the moment it was abnormally white. After the Lord of Wheels finished speaking, his face seemed to be paler than before.

"Wait, before, I have received the decree to wear it down. This incident is very involved. I am afraid that it will be another catastrophe sweeping the Three Realms. When I wait, the number of ghosts in the underworld will definitely increase sharply, so, like this There may be more rebels in the future!"

"You have to get used to it!"