In the prehistoric times, vicious plots were frequent, the ancestor witch advised me to calm down

Netherworld Blood Sea

This place is boundless, and for countless years, it has only been a sea of ​​blood.

The Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood originated from a ball of foul blood in Pangu's body when he fell after creating the world.

After the birth of the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood, all the evil energy of heaven and earth gathered there. The souls of all the creatures in the ancient world would also float in the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood until they were annihilated.

The ancestor of the Styx, who is known for his everlasting blood sea and immortal river of Hades, was born in the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood.

When it was born, it was accompanied by the two supreme innate spiritual treasures, the Avici and Yuantu swords. Later, it obtained the supreme innate spiritual treasure, the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus, in the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

In addition, Minghe created the way of killing, and his strength is unmatched at the quasi-saint level.

But the ancestor of the Styx has not left the sea of ​​blood for thousands of years. It’s not that he doesn’t want to go out, but he dares not.

Ever since Nuwa became a saint, Minghe has been hiding in the sea of ​​blood, fearing that Nuwa would come to avenge her.

But as time went by, Minghe discovered that Nuwa did not seem to have forgotten him, and his vigilance gradually relaxed.

On this day, Minghe brought all the magic weapons and prepared to travel to the ancient land.

Minghe had actually heard about the return of the Six Saints a long time ago. Even in the sea of ​​blood, he could see clearly the huge golden light of merit and the auspiciousness in the sky.

Minghe still hasn't forgotten the wisp of primordial purple energy that Hongyun held in his hand.

At first, he thought it was Kunpeng who took it, but later, after Kunpeng was killed by Di Jun, Di Jun did not get the Hongmeng Purple Qi. The half strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi in Dong Wanggong's hand was fake.

After knowing the truth of all this, Minghe felt very uncomfortable. He couldn't understand why the Hongmeng purple energy suddenly disappeared?

"Could it be that Hongjun took it back?"

Minghe sat on the lotus platform of the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus, flying towards the prehistoric land, while thinking about where the Hongmeng purple energy might appear.

But after flying for a while, Minghe stopped. He looked at Dijiang in front of him and frowned. Why did the Wu clan suddenly come to his sea of ​​blood?

Minghe glanced at Dijiang and was about to ask a question when he suddenly felt a murderous force coming from behind.

This sudden change startled Minghe, and he quickly used the Twelve-Rank Karma Fire Lotus to block the sudden attack.

The Twelve-Rank Karma Fire Red Lotus is worthy of being a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, and its defensive power is truly extraordinary.

This punch, which was enough to kill a mid-stage quasi-saint in an instant, only sent the lotus platform flying backwards. Minghe actually suffered no losses except that his clothes were a little messed up.

However, although he was not injured, Minghe was very embarrassed. The Blood Sea was his dojo, and he was beaten by someone in his own dojo. If he didn't make the other party pay a price, he would not be able to stay in the prehistoric world in the future.

"Damn it! Who gave you the guts to act so recklessly in the sea of ​​blood?"

As Minghe spoke, he drew out the two swords, Avici and Yuantu, ready to start a massacre.

But when he saw clearly who had made the move, he was dumbfounded.

"Hou Tu Zu Wu? Why is it you?"

Minghe looked at Houtu in front of him and couldn't help but be stunned. Houtu's reputation in the prehistoric world was obvious to all. Why did she suddenly come to trouble him today?

Minghe was confused, but suddenly he saw that the space beside Houtu was torn open, and then ten figures emitting terrifying aura walked out of the space channel.

"Little sister, just wait aside and leave the rest to us."

As Gonggong spoke, he clenched his fist, and his knuckles suddenly made a cracking sound. Beside him stood the nine ancestor witches.

Hou Tu nodded and stepped aside.

Seeing this scene, Minghe's face suddenly changed and he turned around and wanted to run, but unfortunately, Dijiang had already blocked his way.

"Fellow Daoist, stop struggling. I have sealed off this space. The outside world cannot perceive the situation here. You can't escape, and no one will come to rescue you."

Dijiang said as he looked at the panicking Minghe.

Minghe glanced at the ancient witches who had gathered around him, gritted his teeth, looked at Dijiang and asked:

"I have no past or present grudges against your Wu Clan. During the last battle in the Demon Court, I even saved your Wu Clan's descendants. Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the prehistoric creatures by doing this?"

After hearing what Minghe said, Dijiang and other ancestor witches said nothing, but just rushed forward and started to surround Minghe and beat him.

In the distance, Hou Tu, who was watching the battle, looked at Minghe, who was beaten black and blue, with a look of pity on her face.

At this time, Guchuan walked over with his hands behind his back. He walked to Houtu's side, then looked at Minghe who was being beaten by the ancestor witches, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Furukawa, is this really possible?"

Hou Tu looked at Furukawa and asked.

"Of course I can. Minghe is the kind of person who only responds to tough situations. We have to beat him into submission."

Furukawa replied with a smile.

After listening to this, Hou Tu nodded thoughtfully, then turned her head away.

For some reason, after she came to this dark sea of ​​blood, she felt a little uneasy, as if there was something important here that she needed to do.

Especially after seeing those wandering souls who had nowhere to go, Hou Tu became more and more upset. She felt that she had to do something.

At this time, the ancient witches continued to beat the Styx, and the Styx was almost turning into a sandbag.

After a while, the ancient witches stopped their actions, and Minghe was beaten to death. His lotus platform was knocked away, and his sword was bent a lot.

"What on earth do you want to do?!"

Minghe shouted weakly, his voice full of grief and indignation. He was really driven crazy by these ancient witches. When they met, they started to attack without saying a word.

Minghe had heard before that the witch clan was barbaric and rude, but he didn't take it seriously at that time. Now it seems that this is true.

"If you have any grudges, please tell us all and let's settle it today."

"If you want my magic weapon, you can take it even if I'm not as skilled as you. Even if you want me to die, at least let me know why I'm dying."

Styx spoke again, his tone filled with grief and anger.

Hearing Minghe's words, the ancient witches looked at each other, and then Dijiang looked at Guchuan who was watching the show in the distance.

Seeing this, Gu Chuan immediately understood and walked forward to Minghe's side, saying with a smile:

"We are here for no other reason than to invite fellow Daoist Minghe to join our Wu clan and work together for great things. What do you think, fellow Daoist Minghe?

Hearing Gu Chuan's words, Minghe sneered and said:

"Ha! Now that the Six Saints have returned, do you still think it's the era of the war between wizards and liches?"

"The future of this ancient world is destined to be controlled by those saints."

"Now that the witch and lich calamity is about to begin, the two tribes of witches and liches will surely decline like the dragon, phoenix and three tribes in the past. Joining the witch tribe at this time is simply courting self-destruction."

Minghe said this bluntly, and even his tone was full of sarcasm, but in fact, most of the great masters in the prehistoric world today have the same view on the two races of wizards and liches.

The era of saints has arrived. What are the formations of the Lich and Warlock races that are said to be comparable to those of saints?

But having said that, when the ancient witches present heard Minghe's words, their faces darkened and they were about to take action again.

Seeing this, Gu Chuan quickly stopped the ancient witches, then looked at Minghe and said:

"Fellow Daoist, don't rush to refuse. You've said so much, isn't it just because you think there are no saints in my Wu clan?"

"But don't be too absolute about everything. You might as well take a look at this and then make a decision."

As Furukawa spoke, he took out something.

Suddenly, a ray of purple flashed in Minghe's eyes.