Hong Huang: My Brother Bai Ze Is Definitely Not a Great Cook

Chapter 290 Changes in the Sea of ​​Blood

After Nuwa left, Fuxi returned to heaven, and Baichuan returned to the world.

Regarding the matter of the sea of ​​blood, Baichuan deduced for a long time, but he couldn't deduce anything.

In summary, there should be no problem.

It's just that there is indeed a calculation in the sea of ​​blood.

Others may not know what it is, but Baichuan knows it very well.

As for the problem with the sea of ​​blood... the reason why so many people gathered together may be related to the 'true spirits' drifting to the sea of ​​blood after the war between witches and liches.

There is no other reason, there are too many!

The number of true spirits starting at trillions is too large.

It must be extremely difficult not to arouse the interest of others.

'What can I do in it?' Baichuan touched his chin, leaned on the recliner, and thought quietly.

Baichuan frowned, then stood up and took out the chessboard that had not been taken out for a long time.

Another game with himself.

At the same time, the sea of ​​blood.

"Minghe! I don't want much! If I take 10% of the blood sea, it will not be in vain for me to come out of retreat this time."

A three-corpse quasi-saint Taoist stood in the void, and there were several quasi-saint Taoists behind him.

"That's right!" A middle-aged Taoist in a blood-red robe behind him slowly spoke:

"I only need half of the blood sea, and there are 300 billion true spirits. We are fellow practitioners of killing. Why do you occupy this blood sea alone!"

"This spirit is of great use to me. Minghe, I don't want the blood sea, I only want 360 billion true spirits, how about it?"

"You really don't have any shame." Minghe sneered:

"I did it."

"Minghe, I have no intention of being your enemy!" The old Taoist said calmly:

"My name is Fu Weng, my name is in Zixiao Palace, and I still have a share of Hongmeng purple air. If you give me 10% of the blood sea, I can owe you a cause and effect, how about it?"

"Get lost!" Minghe said coldly.

Everyone's faces froze, and the Taoist Fu Weng's face was extremely gloomy:

"Minghe, are you really an enemy of us?"

"You are not worthy."

Minghe snorted coldly, then held the sword in both hands and attacked fiercely.

Everyone was shocked and scattered, each showing their magical powers.

"Minghe! Don't make a mistake!"

"That's right! Since you don't know how to appreciate it, we will kill you and then divide the blood sea!"

The Taoist named Fu Weng raised his hand and shot out a million feet of mysterious light. Minghe cut it apart with a sword, and saw seven red talismans floating around the Taoist!

The talisman was outlined in the void, in red, and it seemed to contain endless resentment and killing.

"Evil demons." Minghe said with a smile, and then the Yuantu in his hand pierced the endless void!

One by one, the powerful showed their magical powers, without exception, they were all "evil demons".

There is no distinction between good and evil in the prehistoric world. Who practices what has nothing to do with others. If we talk about evil ways, the Styx is one of them...

The already scarlet sea of ​​blood, after the battle, has added endless bloody air.

Suddenly, a powerful person had a sudden idea and slapped the countless true spirits below.

A million-foot-long red handprint slowly fell from the sky.

The pupils of the Styx shrank, and then his mind moved.

Countless 'Styx' flew out of the sea of ​​blood, and the red hand collapsed in an instant.

"Heh, a great killing way of great power, actually chose to protect life?" The powerful person sneered:

"Styx, blame you for being too slow. The war between the witches and the liches has been going on for countless years, and these resentful souls have not been digested yet. What? Have you turned from evil to good?"

The Styx is not good at speaking, but there are 480 million blood gods standing behind him.

The boundless murderous aura caused the wind and clouds to change color, and blood rained in the void.

"Whoever comes close will die."

"What a big tone!" Taoist Fu Weng shouted:

"Everyone, kill Minghe first! I will deal with the Blood God Son!"

Taoist Fu Weng attracted millions of talismans, which were scattered all over the void.

Endless talismans burst out with power, and the bloody light enveloped the world!

The talismans turned into evil spirits, and endless dead souls rushed up and rushed towards the countless Blood God Sons.

"I will also deal with the Blood God Son!" Another Taoist took a step forward, revealing a body of bulging muscles, and then turned into a black dragon of millions of feet, spewing endless black water from his mouth.

The dragon rushed straight to the endless Blood God, and with a sweep of its tail, it directly knocked countless Blood Gods into the sea of ​​blood.

Minghe's eyes turned into scarlet eyes, and the Yuantu sword in his hand was drawn out. The sword energy spanned billions of miles, and the murderous intent cut through the bones!

The other great powers rushed forward, each of them offering their spiritual treasures and three corpses, and attacked the Styx.

The wind was blowing violently, the sea of ​​blood was surging, and the true spirits were submerged in the sea of ​​blood.

"It's the red lotus fire!"

"Retreat! Avoid this fire!"

People who practice this kind of "evil and demonic way" are most afraid of this fire.

The fire burns karma and directly burns the true spirit.

The faces of the great powers all became ugly.

It's not that the Styx is too strong, but this fire... they dare not touch it!

Why, you, the Styx, can actually own the twelve-grade red lotus of fire when you practice this way?

However, after Minghe offered these three treasures, a group of powerful people became greedy.

Three top-grade innate spiritual treasures!

"Everyone, I will deal with it." A middle-aged Taoist hurried over with a somewhat indifferent smile:

"However, when Minghe dies, I want the Yuantu Sword, how about it?"

"Who are you?" Taoist Fu Weng narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

"I am Xuti." The middle-aged Taoist put his hands together with a bit of compassion on his face.

"Humph, if you can kill Minghe, you can have anything you want, I only want 10% of the blood sea."

"Yes, I value the true spirit more."

"I want the karma fire red lotus."

"Good." Taoist Xuti smiled:

"Please remember the agreement."

As he said, Taoist Xuti looked at Minghe in the void, reciting scriptures in his mouth, golden light shone, and the peaceful and peaceful Taoist rhyme made the world quiet.

Minghe did not speak, but just manipulated the three spiritual treasures to show their power.

Taoist Xuti slapped out with one palm, and a big hand held the endless red lotus fire in the palm of his hand.

"Everyone, it's time to take action."

Minghe frowned, and then he had to deal with "dozens" of powerful people.

Each of them was the way of the three corpses, which was really difficult to deal with.

In the blood sea, magical powers were bombarded, sword energy was countless, blood was surging and peaceful...

A righteous "dozens vs. one" started, but Minghe was at a disadvantage in just half an hour.

Even if he was carrying spiritual treasures and countless blood gods, how many people in the prehistoric world could deal with this situation?

At the same time, two figures who were countless light years away from here found something strange.

"What are you doing over there?" Houtu blinked and pointed to the battlefield over there.

Bai Ze looked along Hou Tu's slender white jade finger, and then he couldn't help but frowned:

"That's the blood sea, the Taoist temple of fellow Minghe."

Bai Ze made a slight calculation in his mind, and his innate magical power kept issuing warnings.

If he went, there would be great opportunities, but also great dangers.

Bai Ze made further calculations, and finally summarized the final deduction.

With Hou Tu, there would be no danger of life and death, and there would be an opportunity.

"I see... it seems like a big battle." Hou Tu's face was a little strange:

"It seems that there are still many people?"

"I have calculated it. If you and I go together, there should be an opportunity."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Hou Tu narrowed her eyes and smiled:

"Let's go!"

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