Chapter 271: The Hongmeng beast, the Mosquito Taoist!

"what?"

"In the Netherworld Blood Sea, besides the Styx Patriarch and the Asura Clan he created, is there any other living being?"

Wutan blinked and followed Tongtian Sect Master's gaze.

But apart from the surging blood, he found nothing.

See this.

Master Tongtian smiled and said, "Only a saint's divine consciousness can see through the Netherworld Blood Sea, so don't waste your efforts! Before this, I didn't know that there were other creatures in the Netherworld Blood Sea!"

"Now that the blood-winged black mosquito that is about to transform has inadvertently revealed its aura, I was able to discern it. It must have observed the battle between me and the Styx Patriarch and sensed a glimmer of opportunity, which is why it was able to comprehend the way to transform!"

After hearing Tongtian Jiaozhu's explanation, Wu Tian smiled resentfully.

Very embarrassing!

At this moment.

Taoist Hongyun and Baihu also became interested. Seeing their curious expressions, Master Tongtian waved his jade sleeves lightly, and in the blink of an eye a whirlpool appeared in the dark sea of ​​blood, separating the surrounding blood.

Without the blood that polluted the souls and gods blocking the way, everyone could quickly see clearly what kind of creature was bred in the blood light deep in the sea of ​​blood.
"Hongmeng fierce beast, blood-winged black mosquito?"

Baihu said incredulously.

The Hongmeng beasts were not born at the beginning of Hongmeng, but were just given titles that fit the great principles. However, every Hongmeng beast has the ability to reach heaven and earth.

"That's right!"

"This blood-winged black mosquito was born in the fierce beast calamity and has been hiding in the Netherworld Blood Sea. In terms of ancient level, it is far superior to the Netherworld Ancestor and is on par with the ancient powers such as the Ancestral Dragon and Yuanfeng!"

“Good fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. The blood-winged black mosquito of the fierce beast calamity is still very weak, so it did not participate in the calamity and chaos. Therefore, it was able to save its life and practice the law of devouring in the netherworld blood sea!”

"There is not only one blood-winged black mosquito, but it is controlled by the king in the center!"

Master Tongtian nodded and said lightly.

Even though the blood-winged black mosquito is extremely ancient, it is just an ant floating in front of him.

After all, everyone below a saint is an ant!

After hearing this, Taoist Hongyun and others finally reacted.

"It turns out that the hazy blood light was emitted by countless blood-winged black mosquitoes, and they gathered together to help their king transform and be born!"

"As expected of a Hongmeng beast, it can devour blood and mixed energies at will. To some extent, the Blood-winged Black Mosquito is worthy of respect from even me."

Baihu suddenly realized and said in a calm voice.

Beneath the whirlpool, deep in the sea of ​​blood.

"Buzz!"

The piercing sound continued, and countless mosquitoes enveloped the blood shadow in the center.

"I am a Taoist Mosquito, and I will be born into the world today!"

A cold voice echoed between heaven and earth.

As the dense swarms of blood-winged black mosquitoes disappeared, a tall female fairy with graceful steps appeared in front of Tongtian Sect Master and others, causing quite a stir in the sea of ​​blood in the Styx.

Shiva, Pashun and others were stunned.

I wondered in my heart, when did such a powerful person appear in the Netherworld and Sea of ​​Blood?
Taoist Mosquito was wearing a dazzling blood-red dress and a strange-shaped crown on his head. Wings stained with blood-black divine patterns were faintly visible behind him, and his eyes were filled with blood and strange light.

Looking up at the sky, Taoist Mosquito knelt down neatly the next moment.

"I am Taoist Mosquito, a junior, and I pay my respects to the Saint and all the seniors!"

After billions of years, a king appeared in the blood-winged black mosquito clan. She was qualified to break free from the fate of heaven and earth, and thus was born with intelligence and transformed into the world.

Taoist Mosquito cherished this opportunity very much, so he gave in without any hesitation.

As a member of the fierce beast clan, she was not tolerated by Heaven. If someone else killed her, they could even gain a lot of Heavenly Merit, so Taoist Mosquito was in a dangerous situation.

"Get up!"

"Since fellow Daoist Minghe allowed you to practice in the Netherworld Blood Sea, you are his subordinate. Today, I will grant you the opportunity to help you practice freely between heaven and earth and gain freedom!"

"Who made me cherish talent?"

The master of Tongtian's magic power moved slightly, communicating with the way of heaven.

Intercept the secrets of heaven and help Taoist Mosquito to change his fate.

The Heavenly Dao naturally compromised with Master Tongtian's small request. Otherwise, how could the authority of a saint who had entrusted his soul to the Heavenly Dao be demonstrated?

It can be said that this is the so-called authority of heaven, which is also equivalent to a privilege!
In the sea of ​​blood, Taoist Mosquito immediately realized the rules that entangled the primordial spirit and the true spirit, and was completely annihilated. The Blood-winged Black Mosquito clan, including her, would no longer be the target of being killed by the world.

Instead, he can seek the luck of heaven and practice normally like other prehistoric creatures.

"I would like to thank Saint Tongtian for bestowing blessings on me!"

"From now on, I will go through fire and water without hesitation, and I will allow the Holy Saint Tongtian to command me!"

Taoist Mosquito was filled with gratitude, and he knelt on the ground again, speaking with great sincerity.

When the ancestor of the Styx merged himself with the Netherworld Blood Sea, he discovered the existence of the Blood-winged Black Mosquito Clan and the Mosquito Taoist. Perhaps because he still had a trace of kindness in his heart, this mighty man did not ruthlessly destroy them all.

At the same time, he did not take Taoist Mosquito as his spiritual pet.

Previously, Master Tongtian’s little pet in the sky was just a joke.

Therefore, Taoist Mosquito can lead the Blood-Winged Black Mosquito Clan to worship at the seat of Master Tongtian at any time without being bound by anything or causing dissatisfaction from the Patriarch of the Styx.

"Practice hard. I don't need you to go through life and death!"

Master Tongtian waved his hand and said indifferently.

It's a little effort, nothing worth mentioning.

The saint has a compassionate heart, he is just helping Taoist Mosquito to escape from the sea of ​​suffering!

The words fell.

Taoist Mosquito said no more, but stood up and stood cautiously above the surging blood, looking at Master Tongtian with reverence and gratitude in his eyes.

"The blood-winged black mosquito is a supreme creation!"

"I used Taoist Mosquito as a clue and sensed the existence of another Hongmeng beast. It's a pity that it seems to be in the territory of the Western Sect and cannot be used by my Demon Sect!"

Taoist Hongyun has used his magic power to deduce it.

The Hongmeng beast he mentioned was none other than the six-winged golden cicada.

He has been blessed by good fortune and is still in a daze. He shows no signs of being conscious or having a physical form. He is just hiding in the Western world, and even the saints cannot deduce his whereabouts.

Taoist Hongyun spent a lot of effort just to know of its existence!
Hearing this, Master Tongtian smiled and said, "As a saint of the Heavenly Dao, I have the advantage of foreseeing the future. That six-winged golden cicada has a promising future and a mission of the Heavenly Dao. It will not be possible for others to deduce its background and details."

"But you can have some contact with the Blood-winged Black Mosquito and Taoist Mosquito in the future. It should be beneficial to your Demon Sect!"

Master Tongtian cannot see through the future.

Knowing this information was already his limit.

"Great!"

Taoist Hongyun responded.

Then, he looked at the ancestor of the Styx.

The sword intent is overwhelming, and the sword path is limitless. It seems that he is about to comprehend the sword path that suits himself.

(End of this chapter)