Hong Huang: I turned evil at the beginning, but I swear to never be a resentful person!

Woohoo——Jiejie——

Countless ghosts were flying above the dark sea of ​​blood, making terrifying ghost cries.

call out!

Tongtian appeared out of nowhere on the seashore. Looking at the evil spirit and hostility floating around, he couldn't help but sigh and said:

"As expected, this is the birthplace of the Law of Slaughter! Such a strong murderous aura!"

The next second, a clear and pleasant sound of a sword being drawn was heard.

Sonorous!

The Zhu Xian Sword flew out, pushing a long sword energy tail, circling and dancing in the air, causing the space to continuously emit a "crackling" sound of shattering.

"go with!"

Tongtian waved his hands, and the Zhuxian Sword burst out with terrifying sword intent and laws, smashing into the sea of ​​blood like a meteor, instantly splitting the sea of ​​blood in half, and the red sea water splashed hundreds of feet high.

boom!

"Who! Who is it!"

"How dare you disturb my practice!"

Before the muffled sound subsided, a very angry and sharp roar sounded.

A black body flew out from the sea of ​​blood. It was the ancestor of the Styx.

His vicious eyes looked as if he wanted to eat someone as he scanned the sea of ​​blood, trying to find the person who had disturbed his practice.

next second.

"Minghe, long time no see, your temper has improved a lot!"

Hearing this, the old ancestor of the Styx immediately started to curse: "My temper is so bad, and you dare to call me by my name! Call me the old Styx——"

As the old man of the Styx spoke, he turned around. When he saw clearly that the person coming was Tongtian, his voice stopped abruptly and the expression on his face became even more embarrassed.

Tongtian smiled and said, "Minghe, what did you say? What did you want me to call you? Why don't you say it!"

The ancestor of the Minghe River shook his head, then sent out his divine sense to feel the aura of Tongtian's cultivation, which seemed to be even stronger than before, and gave him the feeling that seeing Tongtian was like seeing the sage Hongjun.

He even had a feeling that as long as he dared to attack Tongtian, Tongtian could kill him with just a wave of his hand.

He was extremely crazy inside!

He finally killed the evil corpse and broke through to the quasi-saint realm.

But Tongtian is stronger than that!

For a moment, the old man of the Styx felt like crying but had no tears.

I can’t even beat him!

What a joke!

He touched his head awkwardly and said with a smile: "I didn't scream! Daoist Tongtian must have heard it all by ear! I didn't scream just now!"

snort!

Tongtian snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "Minghe, sometimes strength is also a kind of temper! It is so ridiculous for you to lose your temper without strength!"

"Yes! Yes! Ridiculous! I just said it was ridiculous!"

Minghe bowed to Tongtian, and then asked, "I wonder what business fellow Tongtian has in coming to my Sea of ​​Blood today?"

Tongtian reached out and patted Minghe on the shoulder and said, "Of course I'll ask you to fulfill your promise!"

Agreement?

Minghe was surprised at first, but he quickly remembered his previous humiliating history, and his face became stiff and dazed.

"Oh~, fellow Daoist Minghe, don't you want to fulfill your promise?"

"No! No! That's not happening!"

Hearing Tongtian's slightly changed tone, the Styx Patriarch quickly waved his hand and continued, "As long as you want to cultivate in the sea of ​​blood, you can do so!"

"Minghe fully supports and cooperates with Daoist Fellow Tongtian!"

Tongtian nodded, very satisfied with the attitude of the old man of the Styx. Just when he was about to respond, the system prompt sounded in his mind.

[Ding! The system detected that the Wu clan was defeated. For the better development of all living beings in the prehistoric world, please make a choice! ]

[Choice 1: Rush to the battlefield immediately and help the witch tribe to kill the monster tribe. Reward: top-grade innate treasure, the Heaven-suppressing God Coffin! ]

[Choice 1: Rush to the battlefield immediately and help the demons to kill the witches. Reward: Xuanhuang Xianzhong, the ultimate innate treasure!]

[Choice 1: Ignore the affairs of the two tribes of witches and liches, the host's cultivation is more important, and get reward: Zhuxian Formation Map*! ]

? ?

Heaven-suppressing divine coffin? Xuanhuang fairy bell? Zhuxian formation diagram?

When he heard about the reward, Tongtian was speechless.

This system has absolutely no good intentions. No matter whether I help the witch clan or the demon clan, I will be sent away!

This is definitely the rhythm of murdering one's husband!!

"Tongzi, I choose three!"

He had also heard about the great war between the witch clan and the demon clan.

It's not like the Tianji Pavilion he founded had never reached a deal with the Wu Clan. If the Wu Clan wanted to ask him for help, they would have come to Sanxian Island long ago and begged him for help.

Thousands of years have passed since the war between wizards and liches, and no one from the wizard clan has ever been seen.

The two races of liches each have their own destiny.

They are pawns in Hongjun's eyes, and they are also pawns in Tongtian's eyes.

And if he chooses three, he can also obtain the first killing formation in the prehistoric times - the Zhuxian Formation.

If the original plot had been followed, during the Conferred God Tribulation, Tongtian relied on the Four Swords of Immortal Execution to condense the Immortal Execution Formation, intending to recreate the effects of wind, fire, earth, and water to plunge the entire prehistoric world into fear.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for making the choice and getting the Zhu Xian formation map as a reward! ]

……

Tongtian put his arm around the shoulders of the old man Minghe and said, "Minghe, why don't you take me to your palace to have a look!"

"Okay! Okay! I'll go now...

On the battlefield.

The warriors of the Witch Clan kept retreating, but the warriors of the Demon Clan pursued them relentlessly, vowing to exterminate the Witch Clan today, making the warriors of the Witch Clan suffer a lot.

Haha!

Kunpeng laughed loudly towards the sky, raised his hand and sent out a hurricane that hit Dijiang's body. The hurricane was like countless knives, constantly "stabbing" Dijiang's flesh, and turbid blood splashed out.

"Di Jiang, don't hold on any longer! Look at your Wu Clan's warriors, they've all fallen! It's time for you to die too!"

Dong Wanggong kept waving his dragon-headed cane filled with laws flying around at Dijiang, while echoing Kunpeng's words: "Haha! Dijiang! Just give up resistance! The demise of your Wu clan has already been doomed! The saint has issued a decree! Just die!"

Hearing the mocking words of the two, Di Jiang's expression became more solemn, and the anger in his heart was extremely fierce, but the movements of his hands did not slow down at all, and he continued to resist the attacks of Kunpeng and the other two.

snort!

Kunpeng yelled, "You are a bunch of brainless rubbish! Even if you are the descendants of the great god Pangu, so what! Now the saints want to kill you! You deserve to die!"

Roar--

Di Jiang roared towards the sky and punched out, causing cracks to appear in the void.

"Why! Why are you targeting our Wu clan like this? What have we done wrong?"

boom! boom! boom!

Di Jiang punched wildly, venting his inner anger.

He refused to accept it! Why did the saint target their Wu clan like this! Why should their Wu clan be exterminated!

Why!

He refused to accept! He, Dijiang, refused to accept!

Roar……

hum!

As Di Jiang roared toward the sky, the aura of his cultivation continued to surge, and in an instant, it began to climb upwards...