Seeing that Zhao Ling did not move aside and was looking at him strangely, Ancestor Minghe immediately became impatient.
Houtu was still edifying the souls of Blood Sea. The more time she spent, the fewer souls there would be.
This was the capital he needed to become a Saint.
If Houtu converted too many souls in the blood sea, what would he do if he couldn't become a Saint?
Ancestor Netherworld River had no time to argue with Zhao Ling.
"Brat, you asked for it. Don't blame me!”
As soon as Ancestor Minghe finished speaking, a hint of gloominess flashed in his eyes. He brandished Yuantu and Avici at Zhao Ling with all his might!
As he waved his hand, an afterimage appeared.
Then, the sea of blood was instantly covered by dense sword qi.
The sword Qi carried an incomparably terrifying might, and there was a faint trace of the aura of the Great Path.
" Huh?" Zhao Ling exclaimed and thought to himself," I didn't expect Ancestor Netherworld River to have some strength. No wonder he's so arrogant."”
An ordinary Peak Sage-to-be would not be a match for Minghe. Minghe was indeed one of the most capable Almighties.
Unfortunately, the person he was proud of was wrong.
Zhao Ling's power was far beyond his imagination.
The countless sword qi flew directly towards Zhao Ling.
The sea of blood churned.
Zhao Ling looked at the sword Qi indifferently and stretched out a hand to block in front of him.
Then, an invisible wall of power appeared in front of Zhao Ling, and there was a faint power law in it.
All the sword Qi stopped before the invisible wall.
When Ancestor Netherworld River saw this, his eyes widened.
How was this possible?
The sword Qi was produced by him using the Yuantu Sword and the Avīci Sword.
He didn't want to waste too much effort on Zhao Ling.
However, he did not expect Zhao Ling to take it so easily.
It should be known that even a Saint could not withstand the sword Qi of the Yuantu Sword and the Avici Sword so easily.
He had already planned to kill Zhao Ling with lightning speed.
After all, using the Yuantu Sword and the Avīci Sword to kill people would not cause any karma.
However, reality was beyond his expectations.
"What exactly is going on? Why was this guy able to block his attack?”Ancestor Netherworld was shocked.
At this moment, Ancestor Netherworld River saw Zhao Ling smiling at him.
Ancestor Netherworld River was stunned at first. Then, he saw that all his attacks were reversed.
Countless sword qi shot towards him!
This power seemed to be even stronger than before!
The souls in the blood sea felt the terrifying aura above them. They all retreated into the blood sea and did not dare to come out.
Ancestor Netherworld River's pupils constricted.
Then, the tens of millions of sword qi attacked him.
He was hit directly!
A loud boom accompanied the buzzing of the sword qi.
Yuantu and Avi Sword in Ancestor Netherworld River's hands were trembling and moaning.
After that, Ancestor Minghe could not withstand it anymore. His body was penetrated by countless Sword Qi and he fell straight into the Blood Sea.
...
When the mighty figures in the Wilderness saw this scene, they could not help but shake their heads.
Of all people, you had to offend Zhao Ling.
Now, you know your mistake.
...
Zhao Ling looked in the direction where Ancestor Netherworld had fallen in the Blood Sea.
He knew that Ancestor Minghe was not dead. After all, the Netherworld Blood Sea was not empty, so how could Ancestor Minghe die?
In the Untainted Land, Ancestor Minghe was considered a cockroach that could not be killed, so Zhao Ling did not mind playing with him for a while.
"Come out."
Zhao Ling looked into the sea of blood and said indifferently.
He still wanted to slap Ancestor Minghe in the face. He wanted to see if it was Ancestor Minghe's face or the Sage's face that was tough. If Ancestor Minghe was hiding, how could he slap Ancestor Minghe's face?
However, Ancestor Netherworld River did not come out.
Zhao Ling didn't want to waste time looking for Ancestor Netherworld.
He said calmly," I don't want to repeat myself. If you don't come out, I'll convert all the souls in the Blood Sea.”
"When the blood sea is empty, you won't be able to hide anymore.”
Zhao Ling used the calmest tone to say the most ruthless words.
Of course, if he really converted all the souls in the Blood Sea, he would also give a part of the Power of Merit to Houtu.
After all, Houtu was his unwed wife. Of course, he would not let Houtu be trapped in the netherworld forever.
There was no movement in the blood sea.
Ancestor Minghe was in the Blood Sea with a gloomy expression. He looked at Zhao Ling and thought,""If you ask me to come out, I'll come out. Do you think I don't care about my face?”
At this moment, Ancestor Netherworld River was thinking of a way to deal with Zhao Ling.
After all, Zhao Ling's strength was truly formidable.
At the same time, he was even more puzzled.
Why did he feel that Zhao Ling looked more and more familiar?
...
Zhao Ling saw that Ancestor Netherworld River did not move for a long time and immediately lost his patience. He gave the final notice.
"I'll count down to three seconds. If you don't come out, I'll dry up the Netherworld Blood Sea and make sure you have no place to stand in the future.”
“3...”
Zhao Ling immediately counted down.
However, three seconds later, there was still no sign of the Netherworld Ancestor.
In the Netherworld Blood Sea, Ancestor Minghe was very proud.
"Hmph hmph, you called the ancestor out, but the ancestor refused to come out. What can you do to the ancestor…"
He thought proudly in his heart, but in the next moment, his pupils suddenly dilated!
Zhao Ling, who was above the Blood Sea, was covered in golden light. The golden light directly sprinkled on the Blood Sea, and the golden light directly guided the ghosts in the Blood Sea into the Netherworld.
In just an instant, the sea level of the Blood Sea had dropped by more than ten meters.
Countless amounts of power of virtue continued to flow into Zhao Ling's body. Gradually, the stream of virtue became a river of virtue, and it became Wang Yang's sea of virtue.
Zhao Ling felt the merit in his body and nodded in satisfaction.
In the Blood Sea, Ancestor Minghe's expression was extremely gloomy. Based on Zhao Ling's speed of edification, he believed that the souls in the Blood Sea would be edified completely soon.
He couldn't take it anymore!
If he continued to endure, he would not have the ghosts he needed to become a Saint. His Great Dao would be broken!
Ancestor Netherworld River flew out of the Blood Sea.
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