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On the Netherworld Blood Sea, Houtu's white clothes fluttered in the wind. Holy light bloomed from her body and began to envelop the entire Netherworld Blood Sea.

The ghosts in the Unholy Blood Sea were attracted by Houtu's light. They were overjoyed and grateful. They turned into streams of light and flew into the Nether World.

Every converted ghost was a part of Houtu's merit.

Seeing this, Minghe could not sit still.

Ancestor Netherworld was born in the endless Netherworld Blood Sea.

The Unholy Blood Sea was his home, and every ghost in the Unholy Blood Sea belonged to him!

He had been refining the ghosts in the Netherworld Blood Sea into Asuras, thinking of creating the Asuras and learning from the Great Saints to become Saints.

But now, if Houtu converted all the ghosts in the Netherworld Blood Sea, how could he establish a sect and become a saint?

What Houtu was doing now was to cut off his opportunity to become a Saint!

Ancestor Netherworld was anxious.

He absolutely could not tolerate this!

Although he felt that the stranger protecting Houtu seemed to have a strong cultivation base, and with Houtu, he might not be a match for her.

However, Ancestor Netherworld River was not afraid of them!

One had to know that if this sea of blood had not dried up, he would not have died!

It was just that he couldn't beat them, but he could still hide!

Moreover, as long as he delayed it slightly, the other Saints would definitely not ignore it!

Therefore, Ancestor Netherworld River was very stubborn.

Ancestor Minghe rushed straight towards Houtu, and the Blood Sea was filled with monstrous waves!

Ancestor Minghe held Yuantu in one hand and Abi in the other. With an incomparably turbulent and monstrous aura, he directly charged towards the Nether World.

If he couldn't defeat a Saint, wouldn't he be disgusted?

"Stop!"

"Houtu, don't go too far! If you touch my Blood Sea, I will destroy your Netherworld!”

"How dare you steal my merit in my Netherworld Blood Sea!”

"This is simply too much!"

Seeing that Houtu was distracted, Zhao Ling said,""I'll deal with Ancestor Netherworld. You focus on edifying him.”

Houtu was worried that Zhao Ling didn't know about Ancestor Minghe, so she told him," Ancestor Minghe was born in the Unholy Blood Sea. As long as the Unholy Blood Sea doesn't dry up, Ancestor Minghe won't die. Be careful."”

Zhao Ling nodded and smiled at her." I didn't expect you to be worried about your husband before you even got married." Don't worry, Ancestor Netherworld is no match for me.”

"Even if he is immortal, I have a way to deal with him.”

Although Ancestor Minghe had the Netherworld Blood Sea, he was immortal.

In that case, he would dry up his blood sea and convert the souls in it.

Anyway, Houtu didn't need so much merit to escape.

When Houtu heard Zhao Ling say that she was his wife, she did not refute.

After nodding, he continued to pretend to focus on purifying the souls in the blood sea.

If it wasn't for her red face betraying her, Zhao Ling really wouldn't have noticed the difference in her.

Zhao Ling chuckled. He looked at Ancestor Netherworld River charging at him with a fierce look in his eyes.

She was just a clown, yet she dared to be so presumptuous in front of him! She even dared to stop his unwed wife from collecting merit points!

He was simply courting death!

? Zhao Ling blocked Ancestor Netherworld.

Ancestor Netherworld River stopped abruptly in the air, and his aura froze.

When he looked at this stranger just now, he felt that his face was familiar.

However, he, who was face-blind, could not recognize Zhao Ling for a moment.

Ancestor Netherworld River could not sense Zhao Ling's strength, but he would not treat Zhao Ling as an ordinary person just because he could not sense Zhao Ling's strength.

After all, how could an ordinary person be with Houtu?

Moreover, it was impossible for ordinary people to fly!

? Ancestor Netherworld River had a rough guess of Zhao Ling's strength.

The strongest was just another Saint.

However, he was not afraid of Zhao Ling at all.

After all, he would not die as long as the Unholy Blood Sea did not dry up.

"Fellow Daoist, move aside!"? Ancestor Netherworld River looked like he was going to die. He looked at Zhao Ling with a dull gaze and his tone was filled with disdain.

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"

"You're not polite?" Zhao Ling smiled and looked at Ancestor Netherworld.

Last time, Primordial Origin and the others wanted to be impolite to him. Now, they were probably still traumatized by him.

"How are you going to be impolite to me?”

"Humph! How impolite?" " Hmph!" Ancestor Netherworld River snorted coldly." Naturally, I want you to become a member of the Netherworld Blood Sea!”

"Fellow Daoist, I advise you to be sensible and leave quickly. Don't be an eyesore to the Patriarch!”

Ancestor Netherworld River's tone was very impolite. He did not take Zhao Ling seriously at all.

Zhao Ling was a little puzzled.

Could it be that Ancestor Netherworld had never seen him slap Primordial Origin, Jieyin, and the others in the face?

She actually dared to be so domineering towards him.

One had to know that he even dared to slap the face of a Saint.

Could it be that Ancestor Minghe felt that his face was even more stern than the Sage's?

Zhao Ling looked at Ancestor Netherworld's face and immediately harbored ill intentions.

He wanted to know if Ancestor Minghe was more shameless than the Sages like the Origin!

The mighty people of Untainted Land who were spying on the Nether World were surprised to see Ancestor Minghe so powerful.

Primordial Origin and Jieyin touched their faces and thought of being dominated by Zhao Ling.

Zhunti recalled the scene where he was forced to cut off his head and drink his urine together with Yuan Shi…

The other mighty figures of the Primordial World also recalled the scene of Primordial Origin and the others being slapped in the face.

They silently mourned for Ancestor Netherworld River in advance, as if they could already see his end.

Of all people, you had to offend Zhao Ling.

Did he think he didn't live long enough?

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