After 100,000 years of retreat, I became an immortal king

Although he ruled the three hundred prefectures of the Styx, Gu Pingan received a rich reward.

However, in the face of the Corpse Refining Sect that had been established in the Immortal Realm for a long time, there was still some lack of confidence.

As a matter of urgency, he could only watch out for the attack of the Corpse Refining Sect as much as possible.

At the same time, within the Corpse Refining Sect.

Covered in blood, it was a miserable blood-colored Asura world. One after another, the tall earth golems stand majestically. But all of them were stained with scarlet blood.

The continuous demon castle is unusually close in shape to the demon skull. Standing in this eerie purgatory, endless bones are floating.

Seven or eight huge mountains of dry bones stand tall, and rivers of blood roar under statues, castles, and bone mountains…

An earth-shattering loud noise, like heavenly thunder, suddenly burst out, the blood in hell rushed to the sky, the smell of fishy smell, blood and water continued to churn, and the earth was shaking violently, as if it was about to turn over.

The whole earth shook violently. Anger filled the heavens and the earth. The whole sky is no longer bright. All the scenes in heaven and earth were covered with a faint blood!

Among them, the most bloody was in a ghostly hall, where countless roars echoed.

I saw a figure with loose hair and a ghost-like figure sitting on a luxurious chair, his face was hideous, and his eyes were staring at the location of the three hundred prefectures of the Minghe River.

“Taihao Immortal Sect!”

A voice of gritted teeth came out of the man’s mouth.

The Corpse Refining Sect has the Immortal King Extreme Peak Old Ancestor sitting in the town, and he has always acted arrogantly and domineeringly, all acting according to his own will. I have never encountered an initiative to provoke them without long eyes.

Yet today.

A terrified voice sounded in the hall of the Corpse Refining Sect.

“This is … That Immortal King’s soul lamp went out?! ”

“Something bad is wrong.”

“The Styx Sect Master has fallen!”

The Corpse Refining Sect was ambitious, and not only did it send an immortal king outward, but each of them also had a different mission.

And the immortal king who went to the three hundred states of the Styx River was the sect leader of the Styx branch who was sent out.

As the terrified voice of the old ancestor of the Soul Guarding Hall spread, the entire Corpse Refining Sect Hall was in turmoil.

The Corpse Refining Sect has a deep heritage, and it can also be called a hegemon in the Immortal Realm!

Moreover, everyone in the world knows that behind the Corpse Refining Sect, there is an ancestor of the extreme peak of the Immortal King, and few forces dare to provoke.

But at this moment, everyone looked at the old ancestor who had fallen into madness with terrified eyes!

“What do you say? Say it again!? ”

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth through the sea of fire of the Dao Mountain, and even if it was heard in everyone’s ears, it could arouse a chill.

The angry voice of the old ancestor at the top spread in all directions, and the entire firmament trembled slightly.

He was none other than one of the four great protectors of the Immortal King Extreme Peak of the Corpse Refining Sect, Blood Wing, an ultimate master of the Immortal King!

More importantly, the sect leader of the Three Hundred Dao Prefecture of the Styx River was a proud protégé of Bloodwing.

The mission of each other to infiltrate the River Styx was sent by him himself.

However, at this moment, his disciple was learned that he had perished, and such a result was placed on the head of a proud immortal king Extreme, and he could not accept it in any way.

“Who the hell is it… Dare to move my disciples? ”

“Click!!”

The sound of crisp bones breaking sounded.

Blood Wing’s anger had nowhere to vent, and he directly raised his hand and pinched the neck of the disciple next to him.

The fresh blood calmed his manic heart temporarily.

He let out a long sigh of relief and replaced it with a fairly peaceful face.

Bloodwing is a character who grew up in the gutter, and tens of millions of years ago, he also kowtowed to people on the side of the street and begged for food.

By chance, he was taken as a slave by the old ancestor of the Corpse Refining Sect, and over the years, he has been greeting left and right, currying favor everywhere, fortunately, he himself has some talent in cultivation.

After so many years of hard work, I climbed to this position today.

Since he came to power, his brutal nature has been completely revealed.

If the subordinate is slightly displeased, he will be refined into a puppet, or directly destroyed.

And the people who had been a little disrespectful to him at the beginning were all refined into the lowest level puppets by him one by one.

Bloodwing has one of the biggest taboos in his life.

It’s just that people are afraid that people will look down on him.

Undoubtedly, the killing of the leader of the Styx Sect of the Corpse Refining Sect was like a slap on his face.

If he liked that disciple very much, it wouldn’t be.

There is affection, but more of it is your own face.

He did not allow anyone to dare to refute his meaning.

Not even if they are on the opposite side.

He was bound to make that man pay!

He converged the furious aura on his body, and at the same time, one ancient aura after another was revived on his body.

This was his special connection with his disciples.

On the surface, those are his disciples, but in fact, they are all puppets planted by themselves.

It’s just that he doesn’t have full control over them, giving them a lot of freedom.

But at the critical moment, if he wanted his disciples to die, they would definitely not take a step back.

Therefore, if he wanted to know the person who killed his disciple, he could easily do it.

Without him, just because he has his blood in his hands.

And through this drop of blood, he could probe the memory of that disciple for nearly a month.

Without much hesitation, he raised his hand and brought a disciple from his side.

He took out that drop of heart blood from his hair and forcibly poured it into the disciple’s body.

Before the disciple could react to what was happening, he felt a strong tearing sensation coming from his body.

It was as if another person was going to forcibly break into his body and drive out his original self.

At the same time, dense memories flooded into his mind like a fountain.

In an instant, he couldn’t tell who he really was.

Until the end, the disciple sat on the ground with a dull face, muttering in his mouth, one would belong to himself, and the other would belong to the sect leader.

The blood wing poured spiritual power into the palm of his hand, levitating the huge palm above the man’s head, and a steady stream of spiritual power was transmitted from his palm into the man’s brain.

Soon, in the void above the man’s head, an unclear square image emerged.

The one presented above was the disciple who went to the Taihao Immortal Sect!

The blood wing increased the strength in his hand and used spiritual power to drive the man’s memory, and soon the scene on the screen showed the border of the Taihao Immortal Sect that day.

As the scene progressed, the expression on the face of the Protector of the Corpse Refining Sect became more and more angry.

You can even see the flesh on his face that is constantly shaking.