The starry sky sparkles, and the floating land flies by.
The roars of tearing apart giant beasts formed into a sonic wave that destroyed the world and swept across the sky in all directions.
"Peng! Peng!"
Along the way, a meteor that happened to pass by suddenly exploded.
Piece by piece, due to the fragmentation of the realm, the huge rocks that were still in the starry sky were all turned into powder.
There are also many creatures who secretly investigate the tearing giant beast without mercy. Thousands of miles away, when they suddenly hear the roar of the tearing giant beast, their energy and blood are stirred by the shock, and they die tragically immediately.
Even the soul thoughts released by the evil king of the underworld were crushed into nothingness.
The behemoth tearing beast in a violent state, in the depths of the gray air sea, used its blood to control the floating land, causing countless huge boulders on the upper continent of the floating land to turn into giant hammers, unconsciously bombarding nearby areas. Galaxy.
The aura that shook out from the floating land was enough to cause any foreign king to be seriously injured in an instant.
"horrible!"
Thousands of miles away, the soul of Lord Xie Feng roared loudly.
He secretly observed the movements of the tearing beast, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he knew that the tearing beast in front of him was attracted by another aura and no longer chased foreigners with strong energy and blood like them.
"The one who triggered it, made it go crazy, and pursued it, seems to be a human race."
Lord Xie Feng frowned and felt very strange, "Where do you want to take that human race? Leave the Tongtian Star Territory to prevent Tongtian Pavilion's huge foundation from being destroyed at once?"
He was thinking and moving away.
"Chi!"
After a moment, there was a bright green light, and suddenly blood crystal chains burst out from his heart.
Lord Xie Feng's slightly thin body trembled violently. He groaned a few words unconsciously, then immediately concentrated on sinking his soul into the depths of his blood.
"Styx! Styx's call!"
He has been looking forward to it ever since he broke through to the tenth level bloodline, became a great master, and was qualified to realize the mystery of the River Styx in the far north of the underworld.
Looking forward to understanding the true meaning of Styx and gaining recognition from Styx.
Because according to rumors circulating within the clan, only by being recognized by Styx can one appreciate the true meaning of Styx, be able to aspire to a high-level bloodline, and be qualified to compete for the leadership of the Evil Nether Clan.
In this era, the only person recognized by Styx is the current patriarch - Lord Styx.
The original name of the Great Master of the Styx was actually the Great Master of Soul Crossing. He realized the true meaning of the River of Styx, caused the turbulent fluctuations of the River of Styx, gained recognition from the River of Styx, and was finally promoted to a high-level bloodline. He was renamed Lord Styx and gained the respect of all the Xieming clan members.
Within the Xie Ming Clan, there has been a saying since ancient times that only those who obtain the River of Styx can become the leader of the clan.
Moreover, in every era, there is usually only one person from the Xie Ming clan who is truly recognized by Styx.
—No exceptions.
But now...
Lord Xie Feng, who is still far from being a high-level bloodline, is now clearly in the human world, but his bloodline can clearly sense the call of the Styx River to him.
"Those who are recognized by Styx can become the leader of the clan! There can only be one person in each generation!"
Lord Xie Feng took a deep breath, his face was uncertain, sometimes ecstatic, sometimes sad, "The River Styx summoned me, Lord Styx, what's wrong?"
When he thought of this, Lord Xie Feng suddenly felt uneasy.
He and the Great Lord Styx, whose original name was Soul Crossing, had a close relationship. He knew very well how powerful this generation of Lord Styx was, and knew that its talents, abilities, and wisdom far exceeded his own.
Therefore, he never thought that one day he could replace Lord Styx and become the patriarch of this generation.
The opportunity is now in front of you.
"Return to the underworld as soon as possible. No matter what the situation is, I must first get the approval of the Styx!"
After a long time, Lord Xie Feng suddenly strengthened his belief, "No matter what happened to the guy who crossed the soul, our clan is guided by the River Styx! Since it summoned me, I am qualified to become Xie Ming after crossing the soul. The new clan leader! I want to bring life to the clan when there is chaos in the spiritual world!"
Thinking like this, he temporarily forgot about the tragic defeat in the Tongtian Star Territory and wanted to return to the Underworld as quickly as possible.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
He was flying across the starry sky, heading for an extremely hidden gate that could allow a great master like him to pass through to the spiritual world.
"Master!"
When he arrived at the gathering place where the Xie Ming tribe members were gathered, many Xie Ming tribe members screamed in surprise.
"Frost!"
As soon as Master Xiefeng came over, he saw Frost covered in blood, and the Soul Crossing Armor on his body was dissolving strangely.
Frost is a blood descendant of the Great Lord Styx, and is called the Young Lord.
The soul-crossing armor he wears is also the magic weapon of Lord Styx in his early years. It is ordered by its original name and contains the bloodline combat power of Lord Styx.
At this moment, Frost had clearly never experienced a battle, and he was bleeding profusely. Even his Soul Crossing Armor was melting, which shocked Master Xie Feng.
Because of his relationship with Lord Styx, he regarded Frost as his nephew.
"What's going on?" Lord Xie Feng howled angrily and looked at the Xie Ming clan members beside him, "You guys are all here, why did he become like this inexplicably?"
"Uncle, I, I can't do it anymore."
Frost's voice was intermittent and it was difficult to connect. "There is a problem with the origin of my bloodline. I don't know the specific reason, but I feel that the power in my bloodline is leaving me little by little. Even that item The Soul Crossing Armor left behind by my father is also dissolving."
As he spoke, smoke evaporated from between his brows.
The prismatic crystal between his eyebrows, like a lit candle, was also melting and getting smaller.
"Frost!"
"Young Master!"
Amidst the shouts of Lord Xie Feng and those of the Xie Ming tribe, this young master, who had high hopes from the Xie Ming tribe, died inexplicably.
"There may be a problem with the clan leader." A ninth-level bloodline monarch said: "Not only Frost, but also those who are related to the clan leader by blood, and those who are distantly related to Frost. Many clan members are violent. Die by death. The root of everything lies with the clan leader!"
"Clan leader!" Lord Xie Feng changed his color, "I feel the call of Styx to me!"
"Ah! The River Styx summoned you?" A great king was greatly shocked. "In each generation, only one person can be summoned by the River Styx and recognized by the River Styx. Does the summoning of the River Styx mean that this generation's Something has happened to Lord Styx? If it hadn’t been like this, Frost and the clansmen who were related to the clan leader wouldn’t have died for no reason?”
"When the previous clan leaders ran out of life or died in battle, their descendants would still be alive!" someone retorted.
"Then, I don't know the reason."
"Master Xie Feng! If the patriarch of this generation is really in trouble, you'd better return to your ancestral domain immediately!"
"good!"
…
Tongtian domain.
At the boundary wall of the domain, thousands of sword lights are intertwined like a net, gorgeous and bright, and the divine brilliance is majestic.
Those sword lights, as bright as crystal threads, "buzzing", clearly have their own consciousness, and can fly intelligently according to the arranged sword array.
Every ray of sword light was engraved by the amazing and talented people in the history of Tongtian Pavilion.
This formation, called the Tongshen Sword Formation, is a large ancient formation used by Tongtian Pavilion, one of the four ancient sects, to protect the Tongtian Domain.
It is as mysterious and magical as the Nine Heavens of Starry Sky in Broken Star Ancient Palace.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The sword light flew by, screamed, echoed each other, and talked to each other with the sound of the sword.
The entire Divine Sword Formation contains thousands of sword rays of sword intent, condensed into one force that can kill the gods and strangle the great master's fierce will.
Once this formation is operational, the Tongtian Domain can only pass through the space teleportation formation, and the ancient galactic ships and creatures from the outside world will be isolated.
Any warship that comes within 10,000 meters of the Tongshen Sword Formation will trigger the defense mechanism of the sword formation and be destroyed by it.
The vitality, blood and soul thoughts of living beings will also be bombarded with annihilation when they get close to the sword formation.
"call!"
You Qimiao, who was stepping on the Yin-Yang Heavenly Mirror, was like a shooting star chasing the moon, galloping through the sky, gradually approaching the Tongtian Realm.
At this moment, You Qimiao's appearance seemed to have changed due to his breakthrough in realm. He had a bun on his head, his hair and beard were gray, and he looked like a fairy.
The immortal artifact, the Yin-Yang Mixing Sky Mirror, was like a clear plaque, which he stepped on.
Inside the Yin-Yang Mixing Sky Mirror, the two energies of different attributes no longer conflicted, but seemed to merge into one. The power emerging from within made You Qimiao's speed several times faster.
The Yin-Yang Mixing Sky Mirror, which was originally a fourth-grade artifact, was upgraded to a higher grade due to You Qimiao's breakthrough in realm and the washing and infusion of his divine power.
The Yin-Yang Mixing Sky Mirror, which has reached the fifth level of immortality, has become more closely integrated with his soul.
"Evil beast..."
You Qimiao turned around and faced the vast land behind him. He let out a sound with a strange rhythm, and the strange soul sound rippled straight to the depths of the floating land.
"howl!"
What responded to him was the roar of the tearing giant beast in the floating continent.