Chapter 322 The Wind and Clouds, Battle of the Styx

On the sea of blood, the Styx River saw Zhang Han, who was extremely violent all over his body, and felt the majestic pressure emanating from Zhang Han's whole body. The Styx River couldn't help but be shocked, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart. Sure enough, he was indeed a false scholar under his reputation. He had always heard what the name of Xuanqing Taoist Lord was in the world of Honghuang. Powerful, I didn't know until today that what I said was really true!

This pressure alone makes me a little afraid. If it weren't for the sea of blood, I wouldn't have the courage to fight with Zhang Han at all and just admit defeat. Simply, this is a sea of blood and my own territory. Here, I have no power to fight. Thinking of this, Styx couldn't help but have a little confidence in his heart. Just as the Styx River was secretly cheering himself up in his heart, Zhang Han didn't expect so much. Since he had decided to solve it by force, there was naturally not so much procrastination. Now Zhang Han just wants to defeat the Styx quickly and then let the Styx completely yield, not only to teach the Styx River a lesson, but also to let him go out of the ghost. The Land of the Underworld to create the six reincarnations will also make the Styx dare not dare to have the idea of the six reincarnations in the future. Otherwise, even if these six reincarnations are completed and the Styx rivers are peeping around, although there will be no big problems, it will always be a troublesome thing.

Therefore, Zhang Han made up his mind to clean up the Styx River this time. Thinking of this, Zhang Han was not talky and decided to take the lead and defeat the Styx River with an absolute advantage. And if Zhang Han's idea is known by those great people in the world, it will probably shock the chins of a lot of people!

After all, the person who can have the idea of Zhang Han in the whole world of flood and famine has really not been born, even if he is a saint. After all, let's not talk about the combat power of the quasi-saint peak of the Styx River. You should know that the Styx River is known as the sea of blood that does not wither, then he will not die. If he can defeat the Styx River quickly in the flood and famine world, but in the blood In the sea, it is difficult to defeat the Styx River.

However, Zhang Han didn't think about that. Now he just wants to teach the guy Styx a good lesson. The mana in the body ran, and the hands gathered together, and then a flame knife with a hazy purple appeared in Zhang Han's hand.

"Wh!" With the flame knife in his hand, Zhang Han immediately unfolded his speed and disappeared in the blink of an eye. When Zhang Han appeared again, he had already appeared in front of the Styx River. The flame knife in his hand was raised. Before the Styx River had reacted, the flame knife quickly hit the blood lotus shield of the Styx River with the momentum of Mount Tai.

Although Zhang Han's quick blow caught Styx off guard, Styx was just surprised and didn't care much. After all, in Styx's view, although Zhang Han is strong, he is not weak. You should know that he is still the defense treasure of the twelve grades of Huohonglian. ! No matter how high Zhang Han's mana is, if he wants to use the flame knife gathered by his power, he wants to break through his twelve-grade fire red lotus, which is still not enough. He has a considerable confidence in his twelve-grade fire red lotus. Because Zhang Han had rushed to the front of the Styx River. At this time, he looked at Styx, although he was surprised but a little indifferent. The corners of Zhang Han's mouth couldn't help but draw a sinister smile. The magic power in his body suddenly rushed, and the moves in his hand also changed in vain.

Just after the flame knife touched the fire red lotus shield of Styx, it did not force it to break through. Instead, it kept shaking for a moment. At the moment of Styx's doubts, Zhang Han's flame knife has vibrated on the fire red lotus shield of the twelve grades of Styx. Tens of millions. This is the time of isolation. According to some shocks created in the post-era, relying on the frequency of vibration to achieve the method of beating cattle across the mountain.

"Bum bang bang!!"

When the flame knife keeps vibrating, crisp bangs keep sounding. Layers of ripple-like light waves swing out on the twelve-pin fire red lotus shield of the Styx River, and then circles flow away, which looks extremely beautiful under the red light. However, now is not the time to appreciate it. At this time, the Styx River also feels the crisis caused by the continuous vibration of the flame knife. Although it has the protection of the twelve grades of fire red lotus, the Styx River is still stable under this shock, but the Styx River is keenly aware. With Zhang Han's continuous vibration, a feeling of depression and pressure is also increasing. The stronger it is, the less Styx will pay attention to it.

Moreover, what makes the Ming River more solemn is that while Zhang Han held a knife in his right hand and split on the fire red lotus shield of the twelve grades of the Ming River, Zhang Han's left hand was not idle. Suddenly, the purple light on his left hand was shrouded, and a hot breath followed. Then, Zhang Han's whole left hand burned brightly. Purple flame, although this kind of purple flame is not as good as the chaotic divine fire of the ancestor of all fires, Styx does not dare to neglect it at all, because on Zhang Han's purple flame, Styx feels a feeling of palpitation, as if this purple flame is what a terrible thing.

"Bang!" Zhang Han ignored the idea of Styx. As soon as the purple flame appeared, his left hand slapped on the red lotus shield of the twelve grades of Styx. This purple flame is the flame transformed by Zhang Han according to his own mana. Today's Zhang Han is the super power of the nine heavens of the Holy Land, and now Zhang Han is not the saint who was dissatisfied with the power when he fought with Nuwa. After the last difficult battle with Nuwa, Zhang Han has been retreated for hundreds of years after returning to Kunlun. Zhang Han had already replenished his mana, and even the purple Yuanying ignored it for the time being, just to deal with special events.

And the fact is exactly like this. It didn't take long for him to meet the back soil and feel something. When he came to the land of the sea of blood, Zhang Han followed. It can be said that Zhang Han was already in a full state at this time. His mana was extremely abundant, and his combat power was unparalleled. At this time, although the purple flame he used his power was not as good as that. The chaotic spiritual fire of the ancestor of all fires, but Zhang Han is the existence of the nine heavens of the holy land. The flame he melts is not idle. Even if it is the kind of Nanming fire of Zhu Rong, it is no different from the real fire of the sun of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi. At this time, Zhang Han's palm covered with purple flames patted on the fire red lotus shield of the twelve grades of the Ming River. Suddenly, the purple flame was like the bone-attached warts, spreading in an instant. In the blink of an eye, the surface of the fire red lotus of the twelve grades of the Styx River began to burn brightly.

At this time, from the outside, the Styx River is like sitting in a blooming purple flame lotus. It looks mysterious and strange, but although the lotus is beautiful, it is not so easy to sit. Just as Zhang Han's purple flame burned on the red lotus of the twelve grades of the Styx River, the Styx felt a pressure that followed. In addition, Zhang Han was still constantly shaking with a flame knife, and the Styx suddenly felt that the pressure was doubled!

Although his twelve-pin fire red lotus was not completely burned under the burning of Zhang Han's purple flame, his mana is quickly lost. After all, even if it is an innate spiritual treasure, it needs to be supported by mana.

Although the spiritual treasure will also protect itself, that level of protection can only be useful for some small shrimps. For masters of the same level, the self-protection of this spiritual treasure has no effect at all, especially the higher the mana output required for high-level magic weapons such as the twelve grades of Huohonglian, soon Even the great power of the Styx River can't stand it at this time.

"Kkakaka!!"

Under the burning of Zhang Han's purple flame and the continuous vibration of the flame knife, the protective cover formed by the twelve-pinye fiery red lotus of the Styx River was like the egg that was hit vigorously. The sound sounded, and the twelve-pinye fiery red lotus shield of the Styx River was actually broken.

"Good opportunity." Seeing that the twelve-grade fire red lotus shield of the Styx River was broken, Zhang Han naturally would not waste such an opportunity. His eyes flashed, and the magic power in his body rushed into the flame knife in his hand. The flame knife turned around and cut it with a knife with increased strength. In an instant, the flame knife cut straight on the body of the Styx River, and the purple The colored flame also stained the Styx. It seemed to see the oily Mars, which burned on the body of the Styx in an instant, turning the Styx into a fireman.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

It was continuously cut by Zhang Han's flame knife and burned by the purple flame. Naturally, it would not be so easy. Even with the resolute mentality of Styx, it felt pain to the bone. Suddenly, the miserable cry sounded on the sea of blood. This kind of tragedy made people tremble when they smell it. Get out of here."

However, the Styx is also worthy of being one of the powers in the world. Although the purple flame and flame knife both act on him, which makes him extremely painful, the Styx also knows that the most important thing now is to force Zhang Han away first, otherwise he will be miserable. Therefore, although the pain is incomparable, the Styx is still strong and tolerant. With his pain, he roared and immediately dodged and retreated, temporarily avoiding Zhang Han. The mana in his body was running crazily, as if he was pouring into it into the twelve grades of fire red lotus.

"Boom!"

Twelve-pinye Huohonglian is worthy of being the best innate spiritual treasure. The defense is extraordinary. With the mana supplement of the Styx River, these twelve-pinye Huohonglian suddenly seemed to have beaten chicken blood. In an instant, the red light was great, and a bloody light quickly spread to the Ming River.

With the effect of the spread of the bloody light on the Styx River, the purple flame on the Styx River seemed to have been quickly extinguished like a nemesis. At the same time, the petals of the twelve grades of fire red lotus unfolded, as if the lotus had opened, wrapped the whole body of the Styx in it and protected it. At that time, the real defense of the twelve grades of Huohonglian flashed in front of Zhang Han. Rumble!!"

He resolved the crisis and was protected again. The Styx River also returned to normal. He sat on the lotus platform and stood in the sky of the blood sea. The sea of blood around him was stormy. The rumbling sound was as deafening as thunder and rushed to the sky. He sat firmly among the waves like a rock, as if he were a mountain.

"Xuanqing, I admit that you are very powerful, but this is a sea of blood. This is my territory, do you understand?" At the end of saying that, two dazzling cold rushes like lightning suddenly shot out in the eyes of Styx looking at Zhang Han.

"Real? Ha ha! Then give it a try!"

Hearing that Styx actually said this to himself, Zhang Han was not angry. He seemed to ask a question, and smiled again. His face was in vain. The purple light on the flame knife in his hand suddenly soared. Looking at the cold light in Styx's eyes seemed to move, a huge momentum burst out from Zhang Han's body. However, it came to this dark sea of blood.

"Rumble!"

In an instant, Zhang Han's momentum soared, and an inexplicable wind suddenly blew on the sea of blood, constantly slapping the bloody waves into the sky, just like the stormy sea, the stormy waves, the roar of the sea of blood, and the rumbling, Zhang Han's means came again, and Zhang Han held a purple flame knife. His right hand suddenly twitched, as if it were a broken sea, and he suddenly waved it and went down to the Styx River.

"Rumble!"

With Zhang Han's wave out, suddenly, a huge purple flame rose up. On this sea of blood, with the help of Zhang Han's strong wind, the wind helped the fire. In an in an flash, Zhang Han's flame knife became extremely huge, and the beacon fire seemed to completely turn the whole blood sea into a world of flame. The world is average, compared with the bloody seafood below. Roar!"

When Styx saw that Zhang Han's knife was so fierce, he did not dare to be careless at all. He roared and waved his big hand suddenly, as if pointing to the country. Yuan Tu's two nose swords instantly left his hand and turned into two cyan lightning, carrying the unparalleled power with a violent murderous murderous spirit, straight to Zhang Han. The flame knife shot away.

"Boom!"

Although Zhang Han's blow is very strong, Yuan Tu and A Bi of the Ming River are innate spiritual treasures, and they are also two attacking treasures. Therefore, only in an instant, the flame knife waving by Zhang Han was defeated by Yuan Tu and A Bi's two swords. At the same time, Yuan Tu and A Bi's two swords after killing Zhang Han's flame knife light also came. He shot at Zhang Han unabatedly, stirring up the wind and clouds, and roaring. Looking at the posture, he seemed to kill Zhang Han here.

After watching the two killing swords shot from the opposite side and defeating his own flame knife, Zhang Han felt the unparalleled murderous spirit on his nose and Yuan Tu's two swords. Zhang Han couldn't help but click the corners of his mouth and outlined a sneer.

"St River, I admit that you are very strong, but your strength is only for those who have not been sanctified. For me, this is not enough." Speaking of this, Zhang Han's tone suddenly turned and became domineering. His whole body rose up, stood in the void, and slowly said, "Will I let you see today? What is a saint? What is a saint? Under the saint, they are all ants."

After saying that, Zhang Han suddenly burst into a bright purple light. This purple light is not as hazy as usual purple, but full of brilliance, like the bright sun, which is eye-catching. Under this bright purple light, Zhang Han's face is awe-inspiring, and his whole person looks mysterious. Noble, like the ancient god, came to the world and dispels the evil of the world.

"I said that the attack will go back from there."

Zhang Han, who was shrouded in purple light, suddenly raised his right hand and pointed to Yuan Tu and A Bi's two swords that were shooting. A spell that seemed to be an order came out from Zhang Han's mouth. At the same time, when Zhang Han's spell was said, an invisible, but clearly made the Ming River feel greatness. The power suddenly came to the sea of blood. This power was extremely powerful and unparalleled. Under this power, Styx felt his insimity, felt his ignorance, and even felt that if this force attacked him, he would definitely die in an instant.

Bang! "Song!"

At this time, the two Honghuang killing swords, Abi and Yuan Tu, which were as fast as lightning, stopped in place strangely. Then in the frightened eyes of the Styx River, a sudden roundabout turned into two cyan mountain electricity, and the two sounds flew back strangely.

"What you say." Seeing that Yuan Tu and A Bi unexpectedly flew back strangely, a trace of haze flashed in Styx's heart, and an idea that was a little difficult for him to accept also appeared in Styx's heart.

Although the Styx does not know whether Zhang Han just said it or not, there are also several saints in the world of the flood and famine. For countless years, the Styx River has also known through some understanding that those saints can use the power of heaven to speak and speak to a certain extent, that is, the words of these saints. It is the truth of the world and the absolute will.

Therefore, at this time, under Zhang Han's words, his Yuan Tu and A Fei flew back so easily. Minghe naturally thought that Zhang Han used the method to follow.

In fact, what Styx thought is not wrong. Zhang Han really follows the way. Although Zhang Han relies on the true spirit of the yuan god is not the way of heaven, but the road. He can't use the power of the way of heaven like Laozi and other heavenly saints, don't forget that Zhang Han is now a saint, and he is still a The saint of the nine heavens in the holy land, even if he can't use the power of heaven, and with his will alone, he is enough to speak within a certain range.

It's just that he can't be as relaxed as those heavenly saints. After all, Zhang Han is still too weak now to use the power of the Tao, and those heavenly saints can also rely on the power of the heavenly way. Naturally, it is much easier for those who have Tiandao to help them than Zhang Han.

However, even so, Zhang Han is enough to be proud of the world. After all, in the whole world, except for the two perverts of Tiandao Hongjun and Yang Mei, no one has reached the five heavens of the Holy Land. With the strength of Zhang Han, the nine heavens of the Holy Land, even in the face of those heavenly saints. He is also enough to deal with the power of heaven and Tao. After all, the gap between the two sides is really too big. Those heavenly saints can only use a little power of heaven, and they can't use so much like Hongjun. Therefore, these heavenly saints are naturally not as good as Zhang Han.