In the Witch Clan, at most, He and other Witch Clan powerhouses have an equal communication relationship.

But for this Virtue who protects Him, Mosquito Taoist is grateful and awe from the bottom of his heart.

If there was no protection from Empress Pingxin back then, there would be no Mosquito Taoist who had the ultimate combat power today.

"Go, maybe this is your chance to achieve enlightenment."

The phantom of Empress Pingxin waved her hand and sent the Mosquito Taoist out of the six realms of reincarnation.

"The opportunity to achieve enlightenment..."

When the other powerful witch clans heard this, they all showed a look of yearning. Which strong man doesn’t want to achieve the Hunyuan Dao Fruit?

Since the prehistoric times, there has been a saying that ants are all under the saints...

In fact, Empress Pingxin has nothing to say.

If the Mosquito Taoist had not had his own choice, the Empress Pingxin would help him become a humanitarian saint.

After all, Mosquito Taoist is a powerful witch clan, but he is not a witch clan, but a foreign alien species.

It is reasonable to occupy a quota for a humanitarian saint, and it will not undermine the humanitarian balance.

However, the great way is different and the same way is the same, and the Empress Pingxin respects the Mosquito Taoist’s own choices.

A whirlpool appeared over the Netherworld Blood Sea.

"Buzz!"

A figure in a blood-colored Taoist robe walked out of the vortex, and his body exuded a faint fragrance of blood.

The mosquito Taoist is different from before. His strength has been refined in seclusion. The originally disgusting smell of blood has disappeared, replaced by a faint fragrance.

"Crazy..."

After the Mosquito Taoist appeared, the Netherworld Blood Sea was filled with stormy waves.

"Fellow fellow Taoist please stay."

The blood-red sea water separated, a red lotus bloomed, and a blood-haired old man walked out of it, holding two swords in both hands.

The visitor is the ancestor of the Styx.

"The River Styx... Fellow Daoist."

Mosquito Taoist was confused about the title.

Seniority and strength are linked, and of course, in addition to this, it depends on their respective relationships.

"Friend Daoist, long time no see, I don't know where to go?"

The ancestor of the Styx asked with a smile.

Mosquito Taoist is also a creature born in the Netherworld Blood Sea. If you trace it back, the relationship between the two of them is a bit complicated.

"I'm not intimate that fellow Taoists, I want to go to the West to see if I can worship the Holy Buddha."

The Mosquito Taoist bowed his hand and did not hide his whereabouts.

The Ancestor of the Styx is a disciple of the Holy Buddha. Since I want to worship the Saint Buddha as my teacher, there is nothing to hide from the Ancestor of the Styx.

"Oh? Very good, very good. I have something to give to fellow Taoists."

The ancestor of the Styx's eyes lit up and the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

If the master really takes over the mosquito Taoist, then this guy will become my junior brother.

Something interesting.

"Um?"

The mosquito Taoist raised his eyebrows, and then he saw a naked body walking out of the sea of ​​blood.

"Crazy!"

The bloody sea water flowed down from him, and his limbs were firmly bound by chains condensed by the red lotus karma fire.

"The second river of Styx! Roar!"

"I will eventually surpass the Styx!"

"Kill! Swallow!"

The figure's eyes were red, and there were repeated roars in his mouth, and he had lost his mind.

He has no mind, but the aura emitted by his body is not weak at all.

"Fellow Styx, this is..."

The Mosquito Taoist was puzzled.

What did the Ancestor of the Styx want to do this?

"Fellow Taoist doesn't know that this guy is Xue Qianhe.

I offended my master without knowing how to live or die in the Three Realms, and was taken over by me, blocked my cultivation and suppressed it in this sea of ​​blood. Unexpectedly, some changes occurred..."

The ancestor of the Styx pointed to Xue Qianhe and explained.

It turned out that the Blood Thousand River was suppressed by the Ancestor of the Styx in the center of the Netherworld Blood Sea, allowing him to slowly climb out.

When will he climb to the shore, he will let him go whenever he climbs.

However, this blood Qianhe was still not good at all. His Taoist heart collapsed, he lost his true self, and was eroded by the endless blood evil spirit.

His strength has improved a lot, but he is not himself after all.

The ancestor of the Styx also wanted to use the waste, so he gave the Mosquito Taoist a good relationship.

"So that's it. It should be this kalpa that offends the Holy Buddha."

The mosquito Taoist nodded in agreement.

In the three realms, strength is the most important thing, and a big fist is the hard truth.

Your strength is not as strong as others, and you dare to go to the Holy Buddha to seek death...

Who is not unlucky if you are unlucky?

You don’t even look at what the Holy Buddha is. You don’t need to take action. You can suppress you by just taking action by your disciples!

“Buzz buzz…”

The mosquito Taoist transformed himself into a blood-winged black mosquito, which was ten thousand feet tall and exuded a ferocious aura all over his body.

"roar!"

Although Xue Qianhe was not sane, he also felt a crisis and uncovered malice that the Mosquito Taoist had.

"Die."

The mosquito Taoist flapped his wings and flew directly towards the Xue Qianhe River.

Although Xue Qianhe's strength has improved a lot, it is only considered to be the ultimate combat power. In addition, he is unclear and has the shackles of the Red Lotus Fate Fire Chain. How can he be qualified to resist?

In just a few breaths, the mosquito Taoist sucked the flesh and blood dry, and even the bone marrow in the bones was sucked clean!

"Bang!"

The withered body exploded, turned into powder and flew all over the sky, and finally fell into the sea of ​​blood.

The patriarch of one tribe, who is traversing multiple worlds, finally sent himself to a dead end because of a single thought.

Both body and spirit are destroyed!

"Thank you fellow Taoist!"

The mosquito Taoist turned into a human form, his face was rosy, his spirit was refreshed, and his aura became stronger and stronger.

Unlike the extreme combat power that just left the seclusion, the mosquito Taoist is now close to the previous state of the ancestor witch Dijiang. He even has an idea now, why don’t he go to find the Holy Buddha.

Why not just return to the six realms of reincarnation and practice in seclusion?

"You don't have to be polite. If a fellow Taoist is lucky enough to join the Holy Buddha, that is a great opportunity."

The ancestor of the Styx smiled and shook his head, then controlled the twelve-grade fire red lotus, and returned to the depths of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

“Great opportunity…”

The mosquito Taoist murmured, and his eyes became clear again.

Yes, the greatest opportunity is to become a disciple of the Holy Buddha. I cannot be blinded by a little bit of flies.

Although he swallowed the flesh and blood of Xue Qianhe and saw a trace of the way forward for deduction of the law, the Mosquito Taoist was not sure, and he would definitely be able to attain Hunyuan after retreating.

However, compared to the previous lack of confidence, now I am just a little sure.

"Thank you for your advice, fellow Taoist."

The Taoist Mosquito bowed deeply to the direction where the ancestor of the Styx left.

This gift is not for the blood Qianhe, but for the guidance of the ancestor of the Styx.

"Go and become my junior brother as soon as possible."

Under the Netherworld Blood Sea, the ancestor of the Styx nodded with relief.

"Click..."

The space was broken, and the Mosquito Taoist crossed the barriers of the two realms and flew directly towards Xiniu Hezhou.

Now, He doesn't want to waste any time, he just wants to pay homage to the Holy Buddha as soon as possible.

Second update, good night, oh oh ~
Chapter completed!