"Ancestor of the Styx?"

When Emperor Xin saw the chubby red light, his heart suddenly sank and felt a little strange.

Apart from the Ancestor of the Styx, he couldn't think of anyone else who could reach the deepest part of the blood sea where the sea of ​​resentment is like himself.

If the Ancestor of the Styx were here, it would probably be a little troublesome.

Although he has also cultivated his blood nerves, he is absolutely impossible to be his opponent.

"Hiss..."

At this moment, the chubby red light ball, I noticed someone watching it behind. The light ball turned and looked at Di Xin, with four eyes connected. The light ball immediately staggered back a few steps, and a gasp sound came out of my mouth.

"Is the Ancestor of the Styx a fat baby?"

At the same time, after taking a step back, Di Xin had already seen clearly that this chubby red light ball had all the eyebrows and eyes, and his limbs, but something like a red turtle shell on his back was like a back. So when he looked from behind, he thought it was a red light ball.

"How did you come to the bottom of the Sea of ​​Blood? No one can come down except the River Styx. How did you do it?"

At this moment, the fat red-light doll stared at Di Xin and looked again and again, as if she noticed that he had no malice. After a sentence of confusion and confusion on her pink cheeks, Ru found something, her big eyes widened and said in surprise: "Hey, why would you pass it to the blood nerves of the Styx? The Styx made a swearing in front of me, not to pass it to anyone!"

"This..." Di Xin was shocked and shocked.

The amount of information contained in the words of the Red Light Fat Doll is so large. Who would have thought that such a creature was born in the sea of ​​blood? Moreover, who would have thought that the blood nerves were not created by the Ancestor of the Styx, but by the Red Light Fat Doll.

"Who are you?"

After pondering for a while, Emperor Xin asked the fat red doll in a deep voice.

"I'm the sea of ​​blood... You're in my body now..."

The fat red doll blinked his big eyes, then raised his hand, patted his belly, and said with a smile.

Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood!

Emperor Xin was moved, and everyone thought that the spirit born in the sea of ​​blood was the ancestor of the Styx. Who would have thought that there was actually someone else?

"Who are you? How do you learn blood nerves? What do you do in the sea of ​​blood?"

At this time, the Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood continued to blink his innocent big eyes and asked Emperor Xin curiously.

"I am the Emperor of the World, called Emperor Xin. The blood nerves I practiced were not taught by the ancestor of the Styx, but were obtained by chance. The Blood Sea was to find out how this resentful soul eye was produced and why it had such a great impact on the Blood Sea."

Emperor Xin stared at the clear and flawless eyes of the Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood. After confirming that it did not have any malicious murderous intent, he looked carefully at the backend of the system. After seeing that there was no record of "Thank you for participating" taking effect, he told him the truth and revealed the truth.

"I didn't teach you, and Styx didn't teach you. You actually learned blood nerves???"

The Blood Sea Spirit widened his eyes and took a breath of air in disbelief. After a surprise, he seemed to not care about these things and did not ask anything. Then it suddenly thought of something, sat on the ground, puffed his mouth, looking at the dense evil spirits and said depressedly: "It's all the bad guys who chiseled a look here, then put a lot of resentful souls in, running around and making trouble. I've been quarreled by them for a long time, and I can't block this sea eye..."

The sea of ​​resentment is indeed caused by man!

When Emperor Xin heard the words of the Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood, he completely confirmed the previous guess.

"Did you see the person who carved out this sea eye? The bottom of the sea of ​​blood is not a casual place. How did they enter here and dig out a sea eye? Why don't you stop it?"

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Xin asked the Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood.

"I saw it, but I can't stop them. They are so powerful, and I don't like fighting. If I can't beat them, I can only hide aside and watch..."

When the Spirit of the Blood Sea heard this, his face became even more depressed and muttered in a low voice.

"You can't beat them, are you so weak? Are they so strong?"

Emperor Xin was speechless, and the sea of ​​blood was a filthy place, but the spirit of the sea of ​​blood was as innocent as if it was untainted by the mud, and was innocent and did not like to fight. That's all, with the strength of its sea of ​​blood, it was probably definitely comparable to the quasi-saint, and there were people he could not beat.

Could it be that it was done by Hongjun Daozu himself?!

Thinking of this, Di Xin suddenly gasped and felt uneasy in his heart.

"If you don't believe it, you can see. They are very powerful. I can't beat them, you can't beat them, and the Styx can't beat them here."

The Spirit of the Blood Sea saw that Emperor Xin didn't believe him, and seemed a little angry. After muttering, he stood up and shook his hand, and a red water ball flew towards Emperor Xin. Just as Emperor Xin was on guard and was about to retreat, the water ball shook and turned into a red water mirror.

On the mirror, there were two backs bent down and lowered their heads. Something was busy with? It should be the one behind the scenes who was hiding from the soul of the sea of ​​blood when they were creating the eyes of the sea of ​​resentment.

These two backs were very thin, and behind their heads, there were two round CDs, shining brightly and colorfully radiant.

"This back..."

Emperor Xin frowned, and the fog in his heart gradually became clear.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the water mirror trembled gently, and the peaceful sea of ​​blood reflected in the mirror suddenly became uneasy. There was a huge hole at the bottom of the sea. Then, endless resentful souls rolled out like surging water, spreading out into the sea of ​​blood.

"Senior brother, is it really okay for us to do this?"

Then, the one who created the resentful soul-sea eyes of the two, who was slightly shorter, asked the man who was slightly taller with some anxiety.

"It's okay for us to act according to heaven! If Houtu is not dead, the six realms of reincarnation will never be controlled by us. The Dharma and Taoism I teach will never be perfect!"

The slightly taller man heard the sound, smiled faintly, and said slowly.

After a word fell, the man who was slightly lowered nodded, but nodded slightly to express his agreement.

"Destroy the three thousand worlds, shape the sea of ​​resentment, and replace my teaching with the commander to control the cycle of reincarnation. From then on, only those who believe in my teaching can enter the Pure Land. Those who do not believe in my teaching will all go to hell, be burned by fire and ice purgatory, so that everyone in this world will only seek the next life, not in this life, recite scriptures and pray for blessings every day, and seek peace in the next life! These billions of souls, like grass, can seek such glory for my teaching, and they will die as much as they are, and even if they are resentful souls, they will be happy!"

At this moment, the man who was slightly taller smiled and said, the content of the words was extremely cruel, but the words were extremely compassionate. The two contradictions seemed extremely strange.

Pure Land!

I only want to be in the next life, not in this life!

Even if you are a resentful soul, you will be happy!

This sentence made Emperor Xin's cheeks look like frost. His five fingers were tightly pinched and his teeth were clenched. Moreover, there was no need for both of them to turn around. He already knew who these two people were.

"Not to mention, we do this to follow the will of God and will not have any evil power. Our Western religion will work together to prosper!"

And at this moment, the two people behind the scenes turned around, looked at each other, and raised their heads and laughed wildly.

I saw that these two people were not the Taoist Taoist, or the Taoist Taoist Zhunti, which one could be?!

The sea of ​​resentment is the work of Western religion!

And behind them was Hongjun Daozu.

No wonder, the Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood would say that he could not beat them!

Two saints join forces, and one of them is a half-baked little saint, but even so, even if the spirit of the Blood Sea is the body of the quasi-saint, how can he fight against these two?!

Once the action is taken, the Spirit of the Sea of ​​Blood will probably die, so it can only watch all this happen, but it cannot stop it...
Chapter completed!