"Stop!" He panted heavily and looked at Zhao Ling with red eyes.
Zhao Ling smiled." Why aren't you a coward anymore?”
He mocked, but he did not stop edifying the golden light.
Seeing that the sea level of the Blood Sea was still dropping, Ancestor Netherworld panicked.
No, this can't go on!
The red-eyed Ancestor Netherworld River grabbed the Yuantu and Avici Sword in his hands and charged at Zhao Ling.
Zhao Ling narrowed his eyes.
He actually delivered himself to his doorstep.
She didn't expect him to be so sensible.
In an instant, Ancestor Netherworld River arrived in front of Zhao Ling. He swung his sword and was about to slash at Zhao Ling.
At this moment, a hand grabbed Ancestor Netherworld's neck.
At the same time, Ancestor Netherworld River's eyes widened like a slaughtered chicken and duck. His entire body was bound by an invisible force and he could not move at all.
Zhao Ling pinched Ancestor Minghe's neck and muttered," I just wanted to see who is more shameless, you or those Sages of the Origin. I didn't expect you to come to my door. You're really a good person."”
When Ancestor Netherworld River heard Zhao Ling's muttering, his pupils dilated. He stared at Zhao Ling's familiar face.
He finally remembered Zhao Ling.
"It's him!"
Ancestor Netherworld River was so shocked that his soul almost flew out!
It was the fierce person who tied up the Saint!
It was the fierce person who made the Saint cut off his head and drink his urine!
Previously, he had said that if he saw this fierce person, he would run as far as he could. However, he did not expect himself to be so stupid as to send himself to his doorstep to be beaten up.
Why, why didn't I recognize this fierce person just now?
If he had recognized this fierce person, he would not have been so stupid as to go up and slap him in the face.
Ancestor Netherworld was filled with regret.
However, it was too late.
Zhao Ling's palm had already landed on Ancestor Netherworld's face.
Ancestor Netherworld's entire head exploded.
" Tsk." Zhao Ling looked at Ancestor Netherworld's headless corpse and muttered to himself seriously," The Sage's face is still tougher.”
Primordial Origin, who was secretly peeping, twitched his face.
Jie Yin's expression became very ugly.
The mighty figures of the Primordial World were speechless.
Perhaps only Zhao Ling could tie up a mighty figure.
Soon, another head grew out of Ancestor Netherworld's body.
Ancestor Minghe had already recognized that Zhao Ling was that ruthless person and had no intention of being hostile. Just as he was about to say that he would spare Zhao Ling, Zhao Ling's huge palm landed on his face again.
His head exploded again.
Before his head exploded, he heard Zhao Ling mumbling to himself.
"That slap earlier was because you wanted to use your sword aura to hurt me. This slap is because you refused to come out when I called you…"
Ancestor Netherworld River wanted to cry but had no tears. He didn't want to fight anymore. He wanted to beg for mercy. What else did he want?
When Ancestor Netherworld River's head grew out again, he saw that Zhao Ling's palm was about to land again. He was scared out of his wits and did not dare to delay any longer. He hurriedly shouted,"Spare me! Spare me! Saint Zhao Ling, please spare me…"
Zhao Ling's palm stopped less than a centimeter away from Ancestor Netherworld River's face. The strong wind directly shattered the side of Ancestor Netherworld River's face.
Ancestor Netherworld River heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhao Ling's slap had stopped.
"Saint Zhao Ling, please spare my life. I know my mistake. I didn't recognize you earlier, so I was rude to you. Please spare my dog life.”
? Ancestor Netherworld directly knelt down in front of Zhao Ling.
As for backbone, what was it?
Compared to death and ten thousand years of cultivation, this was light.
Zhao Ling looked at Ancestor Netherworld River, who was lying on the ground, and asked with a smile,""Do you still want to stop us from edifying the souls in the Netherworld Blood Sea?”
"I won't stop you, I won't stop you. The two Saints can do whatever they want with this Netherworld Blood Sea.”Ancestor Netherworld River shook his head quickly, afraid that Zhao Ling would slap him again in anger.
He couldn't afford to offend such a ruthless person.
At this moment, Ancestor Minghe didn't care about the Netherworld Blood Sea or becoming a Sage. He just wanted to get away from this place as soon as possible.
Houtu was surprised to see Zhao Ling subdue Ancestor Minghe so quickly.
At the same time, she was very satisfied with Zhao Ling's powerful strength.
With such powerful strength and resourcefulness, it was not a bad choice to become a cultivation partner for such a person who had come up with a plan to get out of the netherworld.
Houtu's ears turned red as if she had thought of something.
...
Under Zhao Ling's edifying golden light, more than half of the blood sea had already evaporated, and more than half of the souls inside had also been reduced.
Zhao Ling thought that the Unholy Blood Sea could contain the wandering souls in the Nether World. If the blood sea was completely evaporated, the wandering souls in the Nether World in the future would probably have no home to return to, thus disrupting the order of the Nether World.
It was better to keep the Netherworld Blood Sea.
Moreover, if he kept the Netherworld Blood Sea, he could continuously obtain the power of virtue from it in the future.
Zhao Ling, who had made up his mind, saw from the corner of his eye Ancestor Netherworld River, who was bent over and trying to weaken his presence.
Ancestor Netherworld River was born after the Primordial Chaos was established, so he had good things on him.
Since he didn't plan to evaporate the Blood Sea, he might as well use it to threaten Ancestor Minghe and make him leave behind some good stuff.
? Zhao Ling's gaze wandered over Ancestor Netherworld.
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