I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

In any battle, defense is easier than offense. It is still very difficult to kill the Styx in the Netherworld Blood River.

For this reason, when formulating the battle plan, Ye Chongren's original intention was to trap the Styx Patriarch and buy him time.

"Kill!" The Xuanming Ancestral Witch group had not participated in a battle for a long time. This time they took action just to release the depression in their hearts.

"Set up the formation." Zizai Tian Boxun and his group were not stupid. Although they were quasi-saints, it was obviously unrealistic to fight the Ancestral Witch alone. They had to rely on a large formation.

"Damn, where is this black-winged blood mosquito?" Ye Chongren was diving deeper and deeper, and he had almost reached the bottom of the Netherworld Blood River. However, the Netherworld Blood River was so big that looking for the black-winged blood mosquito was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

However, the black-winged blood mosquito is something that Ye Chongren must obtain, so Ye Chongren opened his spiritual sense and searched everywhere.

Soon, Ye Chongren discovered another problem. The Netherworld Blood River was formed from the dirty blood from Pangu's navel. Staying in it for a long time was no different from staying in a sewer. This made Ye Chongren extremely uncomfortable.

In addition, he was unable to use his divine consciousness, and Ye Chongren could only have a headache.

“By the way, how could I forget the Supreme Pagoda Clothes?

The black-winged blood mosquito should be suppressed in the Netherworld Blood River at this time.

Since it's a suppression, there must be a large formation. The Hongmeng Supreme Tower is specifically designed to counter large formations. "Using the Supreme Tower Cloth, Ye Chongren began to move quickly.

Ye Chongren’s current idea is to look for a needle in a haystack, trial and error at an extremely fast speed.

"Puff puff puff." Using the Supreme Tower Robe, Ye Chongren's speed was so fast that he directly raised a blood wave at the bottom of the Netherworld Blood River.

"This is... found it." As Ye Chongren's body sank, he successfully crashed into a large formation, then broke through the formation and flew directly in.

Steadying himself, Ye Chongren looked around and found that the space here was independent and surrounded by blood red.

At the core of the formation, a black-winged blood mosquito was suppressed.

"Roar." Seeing Ye Chongren, the black-winged blood mosquito roared, and terrifying sound waves rippled in circles, emitting terrifying power.

"No, why is it only the Daluo realm?" Sensing the cultivation level of the black-winged blood mosquito, Ye Chongren was a little disappointed, because this thing's cultivation level was too low.

But after careful perception, Ye Chongren discovered something unusual. This black-winged blood mosquito seemed to be born in the Daluo realm.

Born to be Daluo, what does this mean? It means that the Black-winged Blood Mosquito is born with the cultivation level of Daluo, a realm that others cannot reach in their lifetime.

Of course, all races in the world have flaws. The black-winged blood mosquito is naturally powerful, but it has no intelligence. If it wants to achieve Hunyuan, it needs to give birth to intelligence.

"Before the chaos was divided, the world was in turmoil, and it was vast and boundless, and no one could see it. Ever since Pangu broke through the chaos, the world was clear and the turbid could be distinguished... From now on, you are my mount." Ye Chongren stepped to the top of the black-winged blood mosquito's head and erupted the power of the world to further suppress the black-winged blood mosquito.

Along the way, Ye Chongren had already developed a method to subdue the black-winged blood mosquitoes, and had used it on the Demon of Destruction, the Demon of Luck, and others.

With Ye Chongren's own karma, he naturally could not suppress the black-winged blood mosquitoes, but with the karma and incense of the human race, the black-winged blood mosquitoes could not resist.

"Roar." Suppressed by Ye Chongren, the black-winged blood mosquito roared and resisted instinctively.

But in front of Ye Chongren, the Black-winged Blood Mosquito's cultivation was too low, and its physical strength alone made it unable to resist.

"Roar." As a ferocious beast from Hongmeng, the black-winged blood mosquito was naturally unwilling to give up. Its mouthparts flashed with cold light and stabbed at Ye Chongren.

"Good opportunity." Ye Chongren was waiting for this moment. He stretched out his thigh and let the black-winged blood mosquito absorb it.

But what Ye Chongren gave was not essence and blood, but the incense of the human race.

Here, Ye Chongren used the way of space. The mouthparts of the black-winged blood mosquito seemed to have pierced Ye Chongren's thigh, but in fact it had been transferred by Ye Chongren through space. What the black-winged blood mosquito absorbed at this time was the power of human incense and Taoism.

"Good fellow, it's worthy of being a Hongmeng beast, its devouring power is so terrifying... Swallow it... Swallow it in big mouthfuls!" The black-winged blood mosquito devoured the incense and the power of Taoism very quickly, like dozens of water pumps. The incense power and the power of Taoism in Ye Chongren's body were actually decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.