Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 37: The Styx wants to steal the Hongmeng purple energy!

I can't deal with Jie Yin and Zhunti alone. No, I need to find a helper.

All the powerful people in the ancient times flashed through the mind of the Old Ancestor of the Styx. After a moment, a figure froze in his head. The Old Ancestor of the Styx's eyes lit up. It was him - the demon master Kunpeng!
It was thought that Kunpeng was one of the six saints appointed by heaven, but he was burdened by Hongyun and gave the throne to Jie Yin and Zhunti.

Kunpeng's move was justified, and helping Kunpeng to get back the Hongmeng Purple Qi was also justified. When the time came to kill Jie Yin and Zhunti, each of them would have one Hongmeng Purple Qi, wouldn't that be wonderful!

The eyes of the old man of the Styx suddenly lit up, and his figure flashed towards the Heavenly Palace. At the edge of the Heavenly Palace, the old man of the Styx shot out a ray of magic light, waiting for Kunpeng to appear.

With Donghuang Taiyi in the Heavenly Palace, his power is already powerful. With the innate treasure Chaos Bell, he is even more powerful. If he is not in the sea of ​​blood, the ancestor of the Styx does not want to have a conflict with Donghuang Taiyi.

A moment later, a mysterious light flashed in the void, and a burly man in a blue robe appeared in front of the ancestor of the Styx.

Like Yuanshi Tianzun, Kunpeng also has a middle-aged image.

In the ancient times, all the innate gods had infinite lifespans, so naturally there was no such thing as aging. How they appeared to the world was determined by their own hearts.

But generally speaking, those who appear in the image of young people are mostly free and easy, and have sharp minds. There are only a few people with great supernatural powers who appear in the image of young people in the prehistoric times.

Those who appear middle-aged are calm and calculating. This type of people are generally active on the stage of the ancient world.

Most of those who appear as old men pursue the great Dao wholeheartedly, live in seclusion in the mountains and practice meditation, and rarely care about the affairs of the ancient times. Even if they do participate, it is usually for merit and to prove the Dao.

Of course, it's just a rough estimate and not absolute, but it works in most cases.

Kunpeng looked at the old man Minghe expressionlessly and said, "Minghe, what do you want from me?"

"For the Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

As soon as the words fell, Kunpeng's face suddenly changed, and he stared at the Styx Patriarch, "What?"

"Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

Under Kunpeng's gaze, the Styx Patriarch spoke word by word.
Kunpeng's expression changed slightly. He was silent for a long time before he asked, "Jie Yin and Zhunti?"

"Yes, it's them!" The old man of the Styx said without hesitation, with a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Kunpeng, the position of the Six Heavenly Saints should have belonged to you, but it was taken by these two shameless guys from the West. From now on, you will be inferior to others. Are you really willing to accept this?"

"Kunpeng, you two from the west are no match for me alone. I, the ancestor, will help you. The two of you will take action to understand the cause and effect of the Zixiao Palace that day. Once you get the Hongmeng Purple Qi, you will share it with me. The two of you will become saints. Isn't it wonderful!"

"Minghe, Jieyin and Zhunti are not easy to deal with. If we fail to kill them, when they become saints in the future, you and I will surely die."

“Kunpeng, stop saying these useless things. When you killed Hongyun that day, why weren’t you afraid that Hongyun would become a saint and cause trouble to you in the future?” The ancestor of the Styx sneered.

"Hongyun owes you karma, Jieyin and Zhunti also owe you karma. If Hongyun can be killed, why can't they be killed?"

After being exposed by the Styx Patriarch, Kunpeng did not show any embarrassment on his face, and said: "Hongyun died in your hands in the end, please don't slander me."

The old man of the Styx sneered and did not argue with Kunpeng on these meaningless things. "Are you going or not?" "I don't have any magic weapon to protect my body. Jie Yin and Zhunti have many treasures. I'm afraid I can't kill him."

"Just keep busy with Jie Yin. When I, the ancestor, kill Zhunti, you and I will work together to kill Jie Yin!" There was a hint of disdain in the eyes of the ancestor of the Styx.

In the entire prehistoric world, below the saints, except Donghuang Taiyi himself, who can't do it, other quasi-saints, I am afraid of no one in a one-on-one fight with the ancestor!
Kunpeng's eyes flashed, "Make a vow to the Heavenly Dao, after you kill Zhunti, you will surround and kill Jie Yin, and you are not allowed to escape!"

"Don't worry, the ancestor is not you. You must also swear a great oath to the heavens and try your best to stop Jie Yin, so that the ancestor has time to kill Zhunti!"

"A word is settled!"

Kunpeng's eyes lit up, and the two of them made their own vows.

Then they discussed and decided that the ancestor of the Styx would submerge Mount Xumi with a sea of ​​blood, kill Jie Yin and Zhunti, and seize the Hongmeng Purple Qi!

Just as the two were discussing, in Zixiao Palace, Patriarch Hongjun slowly opened his eyes.

"Hey, can you please be quiet for a while?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Patriarch Hongjun raised his hand and a dark light crossed the chaos and headed towards the west.

If the sea of ​​blood were to really flood Mount Sumeru, relying on the blessing of the sea of ​​blood, the two killing swords Yuantu and Abi, and the red lotus of karma fire, Zhunti would most likely be in trouble.

Among the Six Saints of Heaven, the Three Pure Ones have the merit of creating the world, and with the merit of teaching, their merits are complete. Nuwa also has many merits in creating humans. Ultimately, there must be two people working for Heaven.

Jie Yin and Zhunti are neither too strong nor too weak, they do not have many merits, and they do not care much about their appearance. The two of them are the most suitable and cannot be eliminated.

Hongjun glanced at the Styx below. The blood sea was too murderous, and proving the Dao would hurt the heaven. As for Kunpeng, the Dao was not impossible, but he was alone and powerless.

Originally in Hongjun's mind, Hongyun and Kunpeng were the original candidates, otherwise, they would not have come so early.

There are three thousand guests in Zixiao, but only six seats. Who arrives first and who arrives later is all under Hongjun's control.

Once you enter the chaos, your walking speed does not depend entirely on your strength, but also depends on the will of the saint. If the saint does not want you to come early, no matter how strong you are, it will be of no use.

Kunpeng and Zhunti are no different. They don't care about their appearance. Hongyun has a kind personality and good fortune, so the two of them are a good match.

As a result, the two of them could not cooperate with each other and were taken away by the two people from the West. This is the law of fate and cannot be forced. It is a good opportunity to repay the cause and effect to the West.

After doing all this, Patriarch Hongjun closed his eyes again. The mysterious aura of Tao filled the air, and the three thousand great ways surrounded his body. He continued to comprehend the great way.

In the ancient times, the two men made a strategy and immediately turned into a sea of ​​blood and headed for it. After all, the Two Saints of the West were at the peak of quasi-saints, and they needed to be fully prepared. Without the blessing of the sea of ​​blood, it would be a bit difficult to kill the peak quasi-saints!

The two of them turned into mysterious light and entered the Nine Netherworld Blood Sea. As the Old Patriarch of the Styx stepped into the blood sea, huge waves rose in an instant. The Old Patriarch of the Styx's aura suddenly increased by 30% and instantly overwhelmed Kunpeng.

As soon as the Patriarch of the Styx stretched out his hand, two long swords with murderous aura appeared in his hands, one blood-red and the other dark black. As soon as he got the two swords, the aura of the Patriarch of the Styx suddenly changed. The horrifying murderous aura made Kunpeng's soul tremble, and he felt as if his whole body was pierced by needles!
(End of this chapter)