Supreme Violent Young Master

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The originally dirty sea of blood was now overflowing with a refreshing fragrance.    

    

"Huh? The original map, open!" The River Styx seemed to have used up the last of its strength. The blood at the corner of its mouth slowly flowed out and a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the two demon swords in its hands. Suddenly, Ah Xiang seemed to feel his master's soul trembling as he let out a buzzing sound. His voice was extremely sorrowful.    

    

Looking at the endless sea of blood that was struggling desperately, a rare look of mercy appeared on his face, and the golden light around his body slowly faded away. His kind and fat face also unexpectedly revealed a trace of pity, and he said sincerely: "Fellow Daoist Styx, don't struggle to the death, just surrender! This Penniless Monk still has the same words, my position as the Vice Sect Leader of the Buddhist Sect in the West is also given to you! What do you think, fellow cultivator? "    

    

In the eyes of the Styx, the sudden benevolence was nothing more than pity and pity. This infuriated Styx once again. He spat heavily on Ju Xu's face and viciously said, "Pui, you traitor, don't even think about it. Why would I, your ancestor, try to gain the favor of such a vile person like you? Even if I were to die today, I won't go with you to the west. "    

    

He let out a heavy gasp, grabbed onto the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand and sighed emotionally, "In that case, don't blame me for being rude!" However, as the words came out of his mouth, Yu Ji's expression began to turn unsightly. This unsightly expression was seen clearly by Styx, and it could not help but laugh out loud, the laughter was filled with endless joy.    

    

"Why are you laughing when you're going to die?" he asked.    

    

While holding the original diagram with both hands, River Styx pointed the tip of his sword at Jumper and said rudely, "This is the sea of blood, the sea of blood of our ancestor, the sea of blood of God Pan Gu. "In today's prehistoric era, if you want to kill your ancestor above the sea of blood, the Asura Race will be wiped out." After pausing for a moment, Styx sneered, "But even so, do you really dare to go against the laws of the world? You must know, if you want to kill this ancestor, you need to eliminate the sea of blood, and also have a causal relationship with Great God Pangu. When the heavenly thunder punishment arrives, do you really think you are Teacher Hong Jun or Senior Uncle Qingyang? "    

    

"It's really funny, really funny ?"    

    

The River Styx's laughter spread over the blood sea, turning the blood sea's sewage into waves of waves, continuously swallowing the buddhist disciples on the blood sea. He knew that only when his mind was in turmoil would he be able to reverse the situation. However, Styx was still wary of him. After all, until now, he had never received him back.    

    

Not long after, he was awoken by Styx's laughter, and shouted, "Not good!"    

    

Looking at the buddhist disciples who had been annihilated by the bloody water, his heart felt like it had been stabbed with a knife. One must know that for a buddhist weapon like the River Styx, it would not take long for all the thousands of buddhist weapons to be buried in the sea of blood. He immediately became furious, "Child of the Styx, you are extremely shameless!"    

    

Styx smiled faintly and said at a leisurely pace, "You are allowed to mention children. Do you feel good to have a taste of this now?"    

    

The Seven Treasures Tree in his hand trembled as he said, "This humble monk wants your life!"    

    

Rays of light shot towards the countless living creatures within the sea of blood, with the intention of destroying the sea of blood. The two swords of the Styx came together as it narrowed its brows and roared angrily, "Scoundrel, you dare ?"    

    

In this world, people all have the heart to protect their own people, and even if one were to mention a saint, it would still be no exception. Looking at how his life was ruined, the Saint would only sigh and occasionally give him a pitiful look. It was fine if he could just sing a song of the Golden Hall. However, how could Xu Que not be enraged when he saw his sect's Buddhist Soldier disappear into the sea of blood just like that.    

    

The wrath of a saint, the heaven and earth would tremble, and the clouds would change color. Above the entire blood sea, the wails and howls of the Asura Race could be heard as well as the surging waves of the blood sea. The Buddhist light from the Primordial Illumination became wisps of reaping scythes that covered the entire sea of blood. The raging Quasi could no longer be bothered with the Samsara of the Heavenly Dao. It was a causal link.    

    

Right now, the only thought in his mind was to kill. Kill all the creatures above this sea of blood and turn it into a pool of stagnant water. Fang was able to relieve the hatred in his heart.    

    

In the weak water not far from the sea of blood, Chen Yuyang and the other two were still standing in the air, but the corner of Chen Yuyang's eyes faintly revealed a trace of a disdainful smile. However, he was caught off guard by Hong Jun's sharp eyes. With a troubled expression on his face, he said: "Brat, doing such a thing doesn't seem to be done by a righteous man, nor is it your style of doing things!"    

    

Yang Mei also stroked her beard and advised lightly: "Little friend Qingyang, a gentleman is like jade, gentle and refined. It would be a bit excessive for you to deceive the mind and mind into making such a heaven defying mistake. "    

    

Chen Yuyang smiled as if nothing had happened, his steps stepping on the weak water, yet not a single ripple could be seen on the calm surface. Looking at the weak water beneath his feet, Chen Yuyang said softly, "The mind of a saint, how can it be so easily controlled? Just like the weak water, the crystal clear water didn't show the slightest ripple. If there was no killing intent or anger in my heart, how could I do it? "    

    

How could Hong Jun and Yang Mei not know about this? It was just that the starting point in their hearts was different from Chen Yuyang's.    

    

"The wind blowing through the windows is actually not moving in the wind, nor is it moving in the windows. It is merely moving the heart." Chen Yuyang played with the fan in his hand, and the smile on his face became even more brilliant: "I am sure that as the High Scholar Buddhist Sect's Sect Leader, he does not understand such a simple buddhist trick, do you not?"    

    

"Eh ?" Hong Jun was speechless.    

    

"Actually, every single person has a door that they have sealed in their heart. Inside that door, the darkest and most vicious thoughts of their own are contained within. Only we can activate it. Whether it is the saint or those of us who have comprehended the Primordius Dao Fruit, we all have these negative emotions in our hearts. This is something that no one can get rid of. Even if your father has forgotten all about love, it wouldn't help. It's just a joke. If the heart does not move, then all demons will not be born. Did the two of you never comprehend the meaning of the birth of a devil in my array formation? "    

    

At this moment, Chen Yuyang's eyes were constantly fixated in the direction of the sea of blood. Although he talked to Hong Jun and Yang Mei as if he were lecturing two students who had yet to graduate, Hong Jun and Yang Mei were not too emotional about their path of cultivation.    

    

Listening to Chen Yuyang's long story, Hong Jun only nodded his head, while Yang Mei was still rubbing her eyebrows, as the corners of her mouth slightly lifted, "That's right, that's right!" Afterwards, his eyes that flickered with a faint light narrowed once more, as if he had fallen asleep. It was as if this sudden killing had nothing to do with him.    

    

Above the Blood Sea, the rage and heartache he was sure to feel had already reached a peak. Above his head was the twelfth grade of the golden lotus, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hands, and the 100,000 foot buddhist gate, Eight Armed Golden Body, was slowly approaching the River Styx as if it were a giant that was trillions of tons. Facing such a saint who had fully opened his mana, even if River Styx supported the sea of blood, he could only barely resist.    

    

And now, the sea of blood had slowly started to dissipate under his fury. The rising sea of blood emitted a gurgling sound, and the entire sea of blood began to boil. Under the buddhist golden light, that strong foul smell made people snort in contempt and find it hard to breathe.    

    

"Little kid on the River Styx, do you think I really don't dare to kill you? This humble monk is a saint sovereign, an immortal existence that exists between heaven and earth. Today you killed my buddhist son, so even if I have to go all out, I will still kill you in the sea of blood. So what if it's the Heavenly Law Lightning Punishment, or the Heavenly Law's cause and effect?    

    

The 30,000-meter golden body of the Diamond Giants rumbled as they stomped their feet. It was as if the entire sea of blood had exploded, causing rumbling thunder to ring out. If he angered a saint that had been angered, the outcome would naturally be very miserable. At this moment, he realized that although there was a line between a saint and a quasi-Saint, the difference between their realms was like the difference between heaven and earth.    

    

Under his rage, Styx could not move at all, let alone resist. This was simply impossible.    

    

Eight pairs of eyes could be seen, filled with fury, grief, despair, and wailing. Most of them were filled with murderous fury as they glared fiercely at the River Styx. At this moment, he could feel his life slipping away bit by bit. Even though he was already a grand profound practitioner who had lived on top of the Prehistoric Land for countless years, just as his life was about to disappear, he still felt an inexplicable sense of fear.    

    

Yes, he was afraid, for no reason at all. This was a fear that came from the depths of his heart, an inexplicable panic, a resonance with the desire to live within the heart.    

    

He tilted his head and smiled sinisterly, "What? "You're scared!"    

    

"Afraid, hmph, to be able to die in the hands of a saint, even if it is death, it is still a glorious death. Come on, I promise you that I won't be afraid of you, that I'll never be afraid of you! "Even if the heavens and earth are destroyed, even if the sea of blood disappears, I will not submit to a traitor like you who deceived my master and destroyed my ancestors." After pausing for a moment, Styx felt beads of sweat dripping down from his forehead. He looked at Ju Te with an imaginary gaze as he warned, "You have to know that Master Qingyang single-handedly established the Six Paths of Samsara. If you want a share, your fate is definitely worse than mine. I'll go first and wait for you over there! "    

    

Ju Te sneered and said, "At this point, you still want to threaten me? I don't know if you are being too stupid or worried that I don't have the determination to kill you!"    

    

As soon as his voice fell, the Seven Treasures Wonder Tree in his hands instantly fell. The River Styx, on the other hand, only closed its eyes in sadness and waited quietly for its death. Only when one was on the verge of death would they feel that they were still afraid of death, and the Styx was no exception.    

    

However, just as he was about to raise his hand, two rays of light flashed. One was a golden light, one was a white light, and the other was a shriveled up man in a golden cassock. "Stop right there, we can't kill him, we can't kill him ?"    

    


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