My brother is so stable

Up and down the beam of light, a large number of ordinary Shuras had already rushed to the column of blood without any resistance or consciousness.

The meaning of consummation on the twelve-grade lotus flower became more and more obvious...

Patriarch Styx's body became more solid, and his gaze at Li Changshou became more ironic, blood streaks appeared on his old face.

Li Changshou frowned slightly, as if thinking about countermeasures.

Suddenly, a timid call came from the side: "Old Ancestor...can you spare everyone's life?"

"Ok?"

Patriarch Minghe suddenly turned his head, and raised his left hand violently!

boom!

Hearing a muffled sound, Iron Fan's slender body flew upside down, smashed the side wall, and lowered his head to vomit blood.

Patriarch Minghe scolded:

"When did the Asura of this seat become so weak! You are not worthy to be the daughter of this seat!"

Iron Fan struggled to get up, bowed his head and knelt down, bowing to the Styx continuously.

She couldn't cry, her eyes were full of confusion.

Li Changshou calculated the time in his heart, and continued to speak, drawing Patriarch Minghe's attention back.

"Old Ancestor Minghe, I may not be able to prevent you from being resurrected today, but you will not be able to live at ease for a few days.

How about this, how about a bet?

If I win the bet, you will hand over the Twelve Poinsettia Red Lotus; if I lose the bet, I, the Water God of Heaven, will withdraw from the encirclement and suppression of you today. "

Patriarch Styx just sneered and didn't answer.

Another burst of starlight sprinkled down, and the beam of light above was almost crowded with figures, continuously filling up the remnant soul of Patriarch Styx.

Looking at this ancient vicious power, he made a move with his left hand at the magic weapon ball on the side, took out two human souls and stuffed them into the entrance, and squinted at Li Changshou.

Patriarch Minghe said leisurely: "According to the memory I just obtained, you seem to care about the life and death of the human race."

"I'm a human race," Li Changshou said coldly, "You don't seem to care much about the life and death of the Asura clan."

"For the creation of this seat, why not take life and death from this seat?"

"Do you have the guts to agree to this bet?"

"It's just a mediocre boy, how dare you speak nonsense in front of me!

You just want to delay until the Taoist disciples come here," the ancestor Minghe said coldly, "what's the matter with me agreeing to you?

Tell me, how do you want to bet? "

Li Changshou waved his hand, his sleeves fluttered, and he pointed to the outside of the hall and said, "Just bet, I can destroy the mirage around me!"

Patriarch Styx focused his eyes, and the hall suddenly fell silent.

The roaring sound came from outside the city, and the auras of countless Shura clan masters erupted one after another. At this moment, they are preventing the Taoist masters from approaching the beam of light, ensuring that those weaker Shura clan members can fly moths into the flames smoothly.

In the abandoned hall, a rough voice shouted from the corner: "This is the original mirage, nothing can be broken!"

"Here, do you want to gamble?"

Li Changshou smiled and said, "You should have this confidence."

"Interesting," Patriarch Styx said calmly, "I agree to this bet."

"Shouldn't the ancient masters go back on their promises?"

Patriarch Minghe snorted: "I have my own reputation."

Li Changshou's voice sank, and he said, "Before I make a move, can you return the human magic weapon in your hand to me?"

Patriarch Minghe smiled coldly, shaking his fingers lightly, the magic weapon ball fell into Li Changshou's palm, and there were no more than twenty souls in it.

Li Changshou sighed, and put the magic weapon ball into his sleeve.

In the four corners, four eyes fell on Li Changshou, and the black figure with the pitch-black spear sneered: "If you have a way to break the mirage, why did you delay until now?"

"Because this method needs some help."

Li Changshou took out a jade talisman from his sleeve, crushed it slowly, and said slowly:

"I've heard that the phantom mirage's original mirage is so mysterious that it cannot be searched or captured. It is the phantom mirage's last life-saving means, and there is no way to break it."

An old answer came from the corner: "That's right, since you know this, you still dare to make a random bet? It's really just talking nonsense to delay the opportunity!"

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist." Li Changshou's face became colder and his voice became more confident, "I thought of many ways before, tried many ways, and finally gave up.

My resourcefulness is also inferior to so many masters in ancient times and ancient times, such a conclusion is hard to overturn.

But in time I changed my mind.

Everyone, please look, are there more figures on the four walls of the big city? "

The four black shadows in the hall and Patriarch Minghe searched everywhere at the same time. Just as Li Changshou said, there were more than a dozen figures everywhere.

A rough male voice asked, "So what?"

Li Changshou said: "There is original mirage here, but there is no such fierce beast as phantom mirage. Your mirage seems... limited in number.

This is Netherworld, and Netherworld has hells, so what is the most common thing in hells? "

"Soul?"

The black shadow leaning on a long gun answered directly.

"To be honest, you really chose the wrong place here."

Li Changshou said: "This is the deepest part of the sea of ​​blood, and everything will be reversed at the extreme. Without the pollution of the sea of ​​blood, there will be a lot of fresh air, so that ordinary souls can also stay here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the figures on the four walls shot at the same time.

Taking a closer look, these are the four Yan Juns each leading fourteen or five judges. At this moment, they act together and set up a ghost gate in all directions!

The gate of hell opens, and the wind blows!

The entire ruined city was filled with phantoms in an instant, and half of these phantoms directly lowered their heads and fell asleep, and half of them looked around in a daze.