"Emperor, please follow me..."

Xuandu leads the way ahead, Feng Rui walks closely behind, and there are countless rare birds and beasts in Taiqing Heaven, which can be called the most beautiful place among immortals.

"Emperor, the teacher is in the palace..."

Feng Rui raised his eyes and looked at the Eight Scenery Palace. Compared with the Biyou Palace, the Eight Scenery Palace is not as grand as the spirit, and the style is more natural and casual. The entire Eight Scenery Palace and the atmosphere of Taiqing are integrated into one, making it natural.

Feng Rui slowly walked into the Eight Scenery Palace and saw the Taiqing Saint sitting upright on the cushion. He went up to him and bowed his head and bowed his head.

"I've seen Master."

"Fellow Taoist has now attained Hunyuan, so you don't have to be so polite."

The saint Taiqing smiled, and a cushion appeared in his sleeves, and reached out to make a gesture of invitation.

The Saint Taiqing sighed, Junior Brother Tongtian accepted a good disciple, which was really envious of others.

Feng Rui sat down at the cushion with a smile, and then he immediately opened the right path.

"I'm not hiding my master, I'm asking for something when I come to visit this time."

"What's the matter?"

"The Flame Flag Flag is of great use to the disciples. I hope the Master is willing to give up. In addition, this talisman was transferred by the teacher to the disciples to the Master."

"oh!"

The saint Taiqing took the talisman and swept his divine thoughts, and his face suddenly became extremely complicated.

He sighed softly, spread his right hand and appeared with a small red flag. It was the Flame Flame Flame Flame Flag.

"The earth-leaving flame light flag can be given to you, I just hope that you will not let down Junior Brother Tongtian's efforts."

"Thank you, Master!"

Feng Rui took the Flame Flag Flag and entered the life world. Fu She had never seen it, nor did he know what was recorded in it.

But I think it was the leader of Tongtian who paid a lot of money, or something promised, and exchanged the Flame Flag Flag.

Feng Rui was a little moved. I am afraid that the love and kindness of the leader of Tongtian is the only way to repay him in the future...

"I still have something to do, so I won't disturb Master Qingning."

"When you have time, come to the Eight Scenery Palace to sit."

The saint of Taiqing nodded with a smile, but did not speak up to keep him.

Feng Rui nodded and said yes, then his figure disappeared from the Eight Scenery Palace and teleported back to the Ziwei Palace of Heaven.

"The soul imprint has been erased, but it saves me some effort."

After returning to Ziwei Palace, Feng Rui took out the Earth Flame Flame Flag from the world of life and couldn't wait to prepare for refining.

Unexpectedly, the Taiqing Saint had already erased the soul imprint in the Lidiya Flame Flag Flag by himself, so it was very smooth to refine the Lidiya Flag Flag Flag.

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There is an extremely special place in the prehistoric world, which is a vast and infinite sea area, filled with endless dirty and unlucky energy, and blood light lingers in the evil spirit, which is the evil sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood was transformed by a piece of dirty blood on the navel after Pangu created the world, gathering endless resentment, evil spirits and other negative energy between the world.

Before the six realms of reincarnation were established, the prehistoric creatures could not reincarnate normally after their death, and even countless lonely souls and souls wandered among them, making the blood sea a famous evil place in the prehistoric world, and the concentration of resentment and evil aura was the highest in the prehistoric world.

The most terrifying thing is the sea of ​​blood, which can defile and erode the soul. Few monks below the Daluo Golden Immortal can resist it, so if there is no need for the cultivators in the prehistoric world, they will basically not come to the sea of ​​blood.

"The Styx..."

A golden figure appeared out of thin air, standing proudly above the sea of ​​blood with his hands in his arms, calling out the name of the River Styx, and the sound rang out throughout the sea of ​​blood.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in the sea of ​​blood?"

A gloomy and terrifying sound echoed in the Blood Sea. The sea of ​​blood was churning endlessly, and a figure jumped out of the Blood Sea. It was the ancestor of the Styx.

The ancestor of the Styx is about thirty years old, wearing a scarlet robe, with blood rays on it, and evil spirits soaring into the sky. He has a scarlet long hair shawl and two red swords in his hand.

One of them scattered with scarlet light, the other two scattered with emerald green light, which is the spiritual treasure of the ancestor of the Styx, the killing treasure Yuantu and the Abi sword.

The ancestor of the Styx River in the prehistoric world is also a giant, and he is also a famous innate god in the prehistoric world. He was once a three thousand red dust guest in the Zixiao Palace. His cultivation has reached the peak of quasi-saints. Unfortunately, he cannot become a saint without the purple qi of Hongmeng and endless merits.

"What a pity, two swords..."

Feng Rui glanced at the Ancestor of the Styx, and his eyes finally fell on Yuantu and Abi's swords, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.

Yuantu and Abi are of extremely high quality, both of which are top-grade spiritual treasures, and both contain thirty-six levels of prohibition. Because they are the most important treasures of killing, they are even more unrelated to cause and effect.

But it’s a pity that when they were pregnant, they actually gave birth to two swords. If only one sword was born, their grade would be comparable to the top ten innate spiritual treasures.

Although the top-grade spiritual treasures are only one level different from the ten innate spiritual treasures, they are actually different from the heaven and earth.

No matter how good the top-grade spiritual treasure is, it is still a top-grade spiritual treasure, which is useless to the Hunyuan level. Only the ten innate spiritual treasures or innate treasures can exert or enhance the combat power of the Hunyuan level.

Feng Rui is also a celebrity in the prehistoric world. He became the Ziwei Emperor and the Jade Emperor once issued an imperial order to inform the world.

Although the River Styx does not bleed the sea of ​​blood all year round, it still recognizes Feng Rui at a glance. However, after feeling Feng Rui's cultivation level, the River Styx suddenly became shaking.

Because he couldn't feel the slightest breath in Feng Rui, there were only two possibilities in this situation. One was that Feng Rui was just an mortal, and the other was that Feng Rui's cultivation was higher than him and he had concealed his cultivation, so he couldn't sense it.

If Feng Rui can stand over the sea of ​​blood and ignore the resentment and evil aura of the sea of ​​blood, he naturally cannot be a mortal.

But the second type may be even more incredible. You should know that the Styx is at the peak of the quasi-saint, and his cultivation is higher than that of him, wouldn’t he have already attained Hunyuan?

Styx took a deep breath, forcing An tolerant of his horror, and tried to make his tone more polite.

"It turns out that Emperor Ziwei is here. I wonder what the hell is there for me to come to my blood sea?"

"I am here just for one thing, I hope fellow Taoist Styx can give up love!"

"What is the Emperor asking for?"

"The twelve-grade industry fire red lotus!"

Styx's eyes shrank suddenly. ( ) The twelve-grade fire red lotus is indeed in his hands, but he has never been revealed in front of others. How did Feng Rui know that he has the twelve-grade fire red lotus?

This made Styx wonder, could there be spies from the Heavenly Court in the Blood Sea?

Although he could not see through Feng Rui's cultivation, Styx could not be willing to hand over the twelve-grade Fire Red Lotus with just Feng Rui's words.

"The Emperor is probably mistakenly believing in slander. Where did I come from the twelve-grade fire red lotus? If there were really the twelve-grade fire red lotus, it would have spread in the prehistoric world."

“Yes…”

Feng Rui looked at the Styx with a smile. He knew better whether the Styx had a twelve-grade fire red lotus.

In order to exchange the Qinglian precious flag, he is bound to win the twelve-grade industry fire red lotus!
Chapter completed!