This is a vast sea of ​​blood. It is the foundation of the ancient Blood Sea Taoist's enlightenment, and it is his reliance on breaking through the limits of the innate gods and reaching the great level. It is also his desire to break through the so-called great level and completely possess the possibility of the honorific title of "Extreme". It's just that this way of killing is too heavy, which has aroused countless reputations.

Moreover, under Fuxi's guidance, he acted more and more ferociously and recklessly, gradually losing his initial calmness.

It is no longer like before, collecting the blood of all spirits and killing at the same time, but driving the sea of ​​blood, devouring countless lives, and eventually becoming notorious. He is ranked as the top ten killers by Bai Ze of [Tianji Pavilion], and the number one in killing. His name spreads throughout the six realms of the world, and attracts Yu Chen Da Dao Jun, who is wielding the Qingping Sword and sweeping away powerful enemies from all directions, and is known as [no one survives under his sword, and he is undefeated before you].

And then nothing happened.

In the end, the sea of ​​blood was hung directly to the sky.

The notorious Blood Sea Ancestor is now dead with not a single hair left.

But even so, its foundation is still there. The Taoist Yuchen at that time was not the Taoist ancestor who later wielded a sword to cut off the catastrophe for all living beings. He did not destroy the Blood Sea Ritual that the Blood Sea Ancestor gathered at all costs, and now this ritual that has settled below and contains the blood of countless living beings is still intact and still exists.

Yunqin stood at the tail end of the Doubu group of stars and used a magic door to look down.

All that was seen was that the previously calm and peaceful sea of ​​blood suddenly changed, with waves exploding layer by layer, surging like an angry dragon, and then suddenly turning into a whirlpool, surging downwards with such a huge noise that it even began to spread in all directions.

“No doubt…”

The deepest part of the sea of ​​blood.

The blood instantly turned into the ancient Dianyu Temple, magnificent and vast, every part of which was filled with the ancient mythological era's simplicity and vastness, which was frightening. The young Taoist was at the center at this moment. Countless blood gathered and turned into talismans. The Taoist Master Yuchen, who was wearing an ink-colored Taoist robe and had hanging black hair, withdrew his gaze and looked at the sealed Queen Wa.

The true body of Queen Nuwa instinctively helped the "child" over there to return to normal.

At least, it was the 'normal state' of the era when the real body of Wahuang was still alive. The posture of the innate human race, Yuchen Daojun used the great ritual left by the Blood Sea Daojun to assist in this process. His eyes swept coldly across the surging blood sea around him, and he said lightly: "It's okay to waste a little. Your foundation at this moment should be able to bear part of it. The rest, after the real monarch, before ascending to the great level, come here."

"The Taoist of Blood Sea is dead. It would be a waste to leave his things here."

"It's better to be mine, and polish it to the peak of flesh and blood."

"No regrets in the Emperor Realm. Once you reach the Great Stage, it will be hard to turn back. Don't regret it."

Qi Wuhuo only felt that he was in a furnace.

Surrounded by energy and blood, the endless high temperature forged this body. He subconsciously practiced the Nine Revolutions Yuan Refining Method that he created. In the Blood Sea Ritual of the Blood Sea Taoist, the infinite Yuan Qi was actually absorbed to strengthen his body. It was a pity for the Blood Sea Ancestor, who was a fierce killer and planned for a lifetime, but in the end he made wedding dresses for others. At this moment, the scene was huge.

But suddenly, in this ancient and magnificent blood-colored temple, ancient characters emerged, and then flowed down from the eighteen giant pillars. Each character carried with it the charm, the traces of the great way, and the unparalleled moves and rhyme of the Blood Sea Ancestor who had dominated the world in the past.

Although this body will die, the Taoism will never be cut off!

Among them are the unparalleled eighteen styles of Blood Sea Sword Technique, many magical powers that can stir up bloody storms, and the understanding of the way of flesh and blood. The most core inheritance of Taoism is the very moves that the Blood Sea Ancestor used to use when he was galloping across the world. Before he met Jade Chen Dao Jun, he had never been defeated. Even Tai Shang Yuqing had not been able to defeat him completely. The moves are ever-changing, and he is reborn with a drop of blood!

bring it on!

bring it on!

Accept my inheritance, accept my rituals, accept my great way, and then step on my divine body to completely break through the cage of the peak of the great quality, and truly reach a stronger and higher position, achieve the Dao Ancestor of the Blood Sea, and be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Three Pure Ones. As long as you agree, all the ways of the Blood Sea are yours!

This is the pure rhythm of Tao, and it is the most sincere desire and blessing of those who have not yet succeeded in walking the Great Dao. They hope to hand over the road they have not yet completed to those who come later, hoping that they can surpass themselves, go to a farther direction, and see more wonderful scenery!

then--

The sword flashed past, and the cold and sharp sword energy cut through many blood-colored words in an instant. The slowly flowing blood-colored Dao rhythms froze in an instant. All around was quiet, except for the low sound of the sword, which seemed to be the only sound in the world. The young Taoist monk in a black Taoist robe and a black jade hairpin held his hair in place with a white hand, resting on the hilt of the sword, and spoke in a cold and arrogant tone:

"If you die by my sword, your way will cease to exist."

"If you are defeated before me, your teachings are useless."

The young Taoist looked indifferent, flicked his sleeves, and said concisely:

"You——"

"You are not qualified to touch my disciples."

"waste!"

The sword rang crisply and low, and in the sea of ​​blood, there was a moment of deathly silence. Then, the words that seemed to have charm were all turned to ashes and annihilated. Eighteen great ways of inheritance, three thousand six hundred and seventy-five unorthodox methods, and endless magical powers and immortal arts all disappeared. From then on, a generation of heroes, the ancestor of the blood sea, and his Taoist tradition were annihilated, and there was no more inheritance.

Only the purest and boundless blood-colored nourishment was left, constantly flowing into the Taoist's body. Originally, it was intended to assist the instincts of Queen Wa's body, allowing the young Taoist to quickly complete the blood transfusion process and save resources for Queen Wa. But at this moment, the Taoist actually practiced some method similar to the Supreme Alchemy!

What has accumulated in the deepest layers of this endless sea of ​​blood is nothing but the essence and blood of the powerful men of the past.

Unexpectedly, during this ritual, the young Taoist used the method of seven steps and nine turns, gathering fire and refining essence to refine it into a great medicine, and then "swallowed" it into the body. It turned out to be a method of refining elixir in the sea of ​​blood. The blood had not yet been purified, but the body began to improve madly.

"With the method of the physical body..."

"Not bad."

"Just like that, Wa might be wasting her energy."

Taoist Yu Chen had a cold expression on his face. He suddenly raised his hand and cast a talisman, guiding Qi Wuhuo's blood to fly into the space where Queen Wa was. The woman was dead, her eyes were closed, her face was pale, but her expression was calm, as if she had just had a short sleep. She helped the young Taoist to purify his blood. The more purified, the closer he was to the innate human race of the ancient times, and the greater the potential of this body.

The greater the potential of the physical body, the more blood it can devour. The Nine Revolutions of Refining Essence can be transformed into a great medicine to quickly maximize the potential.

And the qualities of all aspects of the body also increased dramatically.

The stronger the body, the more difficult it is to purify the blood.

This made the young Yu Chen frown slightly, as if he had sensed the difficulty of this future disciple in front of him.

At this time, when one third of Qi Wuhuo's blood was purified, there was a sudden change. In his body, a blazing fire burned uncontrollably, interrupting the blood transfusion process of Queen Wa. The blazing fire broke out almost instantly. Taoist Yu Chen casually shot out a sword energy to suppress it. Sensing that this natural burst of Qi actually began to burn his sword energy in reverse, he raised his eyes slightly:

"The Qi of the Fire God Zhurong."

"Even Zhu Rong is no match for me, what's the use of the remaining Qi?"

"I will cut you off today. The loser's Qi is not qualified..."

Taoist Yuchen paused for a moment, then seemed to realize something. His sword energy moved slightly, and a hole was torn in the young Taoist's Naxumi-like mustard seed technique, and many treasures flowed out. Taoist moved his sword energy and pulled out an object. It was heavy and had a dark yellow luster. He was slightly surprised and said, "Hou Tu Xi Ran..."

"Wa is here, and there is also Zhurong's Qi and Hou Tu's things."

"The innate human race."

“Interesting.”

The young Taoist priest in black robes seemed to realize something and suddenly said calmly, "Come on."

With a sweep of his sleeves, he displayed his great magical power. In an instant, his huge soul swept across the boundless sea of ​​blood. After a moment, a bright light appeared in his eyes. He clenched his five fingers together, the sea of ​​blood surged, and strands of blood flowed out.

Daojun turned his wrist slightly, his palm was white and slender, the palm was facing upwards, and the five fingers were slightly loosened.

This stream of blood circulated and gathered above his palm.

It turned into a ball of pure Qi, which was azure blue, but hidden in the deepest part, it was a dark color, showing the pure Qi of water source. Yuchen Daojun said lightly: "Sure enough, in the ancient times, the water god Gonggong had fought in all directions several times. He was one of the five Qi emperors of the five directions and the god of all waters. With the character of Xuehai, he must have secretly collected his blood to assist himself."

"So, Wa is here, and we also have Hou Tu's soil, Zhu Rong's flame, and Gong Gong's water."

"The highest good."

“We should reproduce the great feat of molding man from clay.”

Yuchen Daojun swept his sleeves, and Gonggong's Qi flew to the Taoist. A sea of ​​blood flowed under Qi Wuhuo's body, and yin and yang changed, turning into an extremely huge yin and yang diagram, with Zhurong's fire as yang and Gonggong's water as yin. Then Wu Earth was the center, harmonizing Kan and Li, and dividing yin and yang.

The Lord of the Great Dao's magic spell changed, and a Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram appeared under his sword.

Then the Qi continued to change and connected with the space where Queen Wa was, in order to reduce the loss of Queen Wa's foundation. Queen Wa's spirit and soul were not here, and only the instinct to protect the "child" remained. At this moment, the coexistence of Zhurong's fire and Gonggong's water made Queen Wa's instinct return to the happiest moment, the moment when the [child] was born.

So the instinctive flow of Qi pulls us along.

The fire of Zhurong, the qi of Gonggong, and the soil of Houtu all gathered together naturally.

Under instinct, the process of creating the human race is repeated.

At this moment, the Great Dao Lord held the seal with both hands, his eyes sparkling, and he said to himself in a low voice: "Very good, the fire of Zhurong, the Qi of Gonggong, if so, it is just like the one created by the Queen Nuwa herself. If so, in terms of foundation, it will not be inferior to the disciple of the Kaihuang Mojie."

"snort!"

"Since you are my first disciple, you must do your best."

"I in the outside world can't even do this."

"Is your sword also blunt?"

“However, only this kind of superior gem can carry my sword intent and can be my future opponent.”

"But I can't leave this place for a while."

"This sword, this person, this method, are prepared for you, the me in the outside world."

The young Taoist's black hair was slightly raised at the temples, and his eyes were cold:

"The great way is hard to achieve, I only have the sword!"

"You will be the first to test this disciple's ability. If you were me, I'd probably be looking around and find no rivals, which would be a waste of time."

"Don't be too surprised by this gift."

Here, silently and without a sound, the creation of human beings by Empress Nuwa was re-evolved. Qi Wuhuo's bloodline was completely changed, and gradually rose from his status and feet. He was in a trance, like a soul turning into Qi. He seemed to have experienced rivers flowing through thousands of mountains and rivers, seemed to have felt the heaviness of the earth, and seemed to have been forged by fire. Finally, a pair of soft hands brought him back to the world.

He felt the initial joy of creation that emerged in concept.

He felt the foundation of the earth transforming into his body, felt the beating of the flames, and the power of water running through thousands of mountains and rivers. He raised his head in a daze, saw the warmth of the sun, saw the gentle smile of the woman, humming a song softly, and the fatigue from the journey was gradually soothed.

The so-called origin of human beings is here.

On the Yin-Yang diagram at the core of the Blood Sea Ritual, the young Taoist's brows seemed to be smoothed by a pair of soft hands. The pressure brought by so many battles and challenges dissipated, as if he had returned to the beginning, to the most secure place. Qi Wuhuo breathed gently and fell into a deep sleep.

The most perfect foundation of the innate human race.

It is precisely because Xuandu is the [example] for the human race created later that Queen Nuwa used all her energy to succeed. Everything about Xuandu far exceeds the human race created by Queen Nuwa later. In other words, the creation of Xuandu, the first person, was an attempt at all costs.

After trying it, you will naturally choose a more reliable method.

And now, what is reappearing at this moment is the most perfect and ultimate creation of the original human race, which even has a bit of luck. The legend that had disappeared in the past has reappeared.

Just when Qi Wuhuo's mind calmed down and he slowly fell into a peaceful sleep.

He seemed to be sinking in water.

But something else was rising at the same time.

Up and down, movement and stillness, this is the principle of the rotation of yin and yang.

The Qi of Zhurong, the Qi of Houtu, and the Qi of Gonggong emitted flowing light, and then, under the pull of the Qi of Queen Nuwa, these Qis, which were originally as powerful as water and fire, swirled and circled in the dark space, and naturally gathered together, and then merged calmly with the destiny of humanity, collapsed inwards, and finally suddenly became peacefully bright.

The true first and last human Qi burned in the body of the young Taoist.

There is not the slightest unusual appearance, no external manifestation.

It seems to be so.

In the endless ancient sea, Queen Nuwa changes her blood.

Return to the origin.

Heaven, earth, man, gods and ghosts, and you get two of the five Qi.

The purest and ultimate is human Qi.

…

now--

In the heaven, in the Zifu Xuandu Temple.

The great wizard is making elixir.