Starting with Hundred of Millions of Guardian Spirits

Xia Yan is here.

As expected, he came anyway.

Baiyue Blood Demon King's eyes widened, but in an instant, the big hand of the sea of ​​blood that grabbed him made a sudden force.

Puff!

Unprepared, the captured Blood Demon Monarch exploded into blood foam on the spot.

Dadao creatures can be reborn with drops of blood even if they are exploded into blood foam.

However, in this **** world, he did not have this opportunity.

The scattered blood foam was quickly absorbed by the tumbling sea of ​​blood.

Even the spirit of worshiping the Moon Blood Demon did not remain.

From the moment he exploded, the soul was trapped in the blood foam and dispersed into hundreds of billions.

In the end, it was completely swallowed by this sea of ​​blood.

Xia Yan's eyes flickered a few times.

He understood the terrible place of this blood sea ancestor.

No wonder it is called the ancestor of the sea of ​​blood.

Regarding the control of blood, this ancestor of the sea of ​​blood can be called the first person in the sky.

Of course, Moon Worship Blood Demon Lord was not so easy to be killed.

The reason why he died so abruptly was entirely because the Blood Demon Lord of Worship Moon didn't even think that the ancestor of the blood sea would attack him.

He was captured by the ancestor of the blood sea long ago, and he was in control of life and death.

Otherwise, since they are all at the level of the Great Dao creatures, even if the Blood Demon Lord of Worship Moon couldn't defeat this blood sea ancestor, he would have a chance to escape.

"Xia Yan, this villain is dead, there is no grievance between you and me, right."

Voices rang around the world.

It is not clear which direction it is.

Obviously, the ancestor of the sea of ​​blood did not want to be an enemy of Xia Yan.

In this entire sky, I am afraid that not many creatures want to be enemies of Xia Yan.

Especially these creatures who are pursuing the great road, they don't want to get hurt, and they don't dare to get hurt.

Xia Yan shook his head.

"I said earlier, even if there is no worship of the Moon Blood Demon, between you and me, I have a cause and effect to break with you."

A creature in the realm of stepping into the sky said such words.

It's like a dream if you change someone.

However, it is reality right now.

The power of Xia Yan is obvious to all beings in the heavens, and he must not be regarded as a general being in the Heavenly Stepping Realm.

This is a stepping-up realm who killed the creatures who have crossed the road.

The ancestor of the sea of ​​blood was silent.

Of course he knew what Xia Yan meant.

In fact, a long time ago, the ancestor of the sea of ​​blood had been to the earth.

The earth is a strange land.

Every time ‘it’ destroys everything in the outer sky, it will leave behind the earth.

The legendary nine laws of the Great Dao are on the one hand, and on the other hand, the earth is the origin of sentient beings transformed by ‘it’.

Since it is to pursue immortality, eternal ultimate.

The place where all sentient beings are born is naturally a better place.

At the beginning, the ancestor of the sea of ​​blood had participated in the battle with the heaven.

Shattered the heavens, shattered the myths of the Oriental God System and many kingdoms.

For example, the gods of India, North America, Egypt, etc., these mythological systems did not appear even when the earth's spiritual energy recovered later and the gods awakened.

A large part of the reason is that they were destroyed long ago.

Of course.

The blood sea ancestor is such a powerful existence, naturally, he will not take it personally.

He is just one in the dark, observing the destruction and rebirth of sentient beings, wanting to comprehend the existence of the mystery of eternal life.

There are many existences like him.

The only time the ancestor of the blood sea made a move and captured many gods in the Netherworld.

Because he found that these gods are a little strange.

"Life and death book, judge's pen, stroke life and death."

"Hehe, I have to say, although your hometown is not high-level, it has a lot of mysteries in it."

The ancestor of the sea of ​​blood did not quibble, his voice sounded.

"Maybe because of'it', your hometown is different."

"You are here... you want to return to the souls of the celestial gods in the Nether Netherworld."

"I heard that you have mastered the six reincarnations of Heaven and Outer Heaven, but in this reincarnation, you can't find the souls of these immortal gods in the Netherworld."

"Since then, I have known that one day you will come to your door."

"Xia Yan, I have been waiting for you."

He knows it!

He had expected it!

Hearing that, Xia Yan frowned slightly.

The sea of ​​blood beneath him suddenly rolled over.

An old man in a red robe broke through the sea.

His figure is tens of thousands of meters huge.

Red hair and red face, red blood eyes.

The fangs are dense and towering, covering the sky and the sun.

In the hand of the red robe old man, he lightly held a pen.

This is the ancestor of the sea of ​​blood, and the only blood demon in the world.

The race from the ages ago, so far, only the blood demon is left.

"I have told you so much, just because I am refining this pen."

"The little fellow named Cui Pangguan offered this pen to me in exchange for the protection of the souls of the celestial gods in the Nether Underworld."

"It's a pity that they all died after I got the judge's pen."

"Why should I shelter those ants? What use do ants do to me?"

The blood demon smiled faintly, and suddenly shook his head.

That huge boundless body overlooked Xia Yan.

"Forget it, there is no point in telling you so much."

"This pen has been refined by me, and you should die."

While talking, the ancestor of the sea of ​​blood draws a stroke.

It didn't hit Xia Yan's body.

The huge brush outlines in the void.

One stroke of life and death!

At that moment, Xia Yan only felt the blood in her body boil.

As if it doesn't belong to me anymore.

He looked at the trace of the brush.

One horizontal.

Gradually, a blood-red horizontal line appeared in the void.

Across the sky.

As if splitting the world.

It was this blood-red horizontal line that gave Xia Yan a feeling of uncontrollable blood throughout his body.

Xia Yan hurriedly meditated, actively suppressing the blood agitation in her body.

"No need to struggle, a stroke of life and death is the characteristic of this magical pen."

"Now, it has been refined by me, and its power is far more powerful than before."

"Once it was only able to outline the life and death of ordinary beings."

"But now, under the road, I die at the first thought."

The ancestor of the sea of ​​blood said and swiped again.

After a few strokes.

A blood-red typing appeared in the world.

dead!

The language of the Dragon Kingdom!

Then, Xia Yan's consciousness suddenly became a little fuzzy.

When he saw the dead word clearly.

His own blood is no longer under control.

Falling apart!

The body shape is scattered instantly!

Turned into hundreds of millions of drops of blood!

Immediately after being broken up by a tumbling wave of blood, it rolled and merged into the blood...

...

Disappeared.

In this world, the breath belonging to Xia Yan completely disappeared without a trace.

At that moment, outside the sky, except for the ghost country, all the other countries were shaken!

died? !

In the heavenly court, a fate card belonging to Xia Yan had long been placed, and dense cracks suddenly appeared on it.

The heavenly soldier guarding here had his eyes widened.

"Huh?! This!"

"The Emperor of Heaven..."