This is How the Heavens and the Worlds Come

The word "worthy" sounds extremely heavy to Xiao Bu.

For Nan Ge, he shouldered everything and embarked on this paranoid road of no return.

In the end, it failed to persuade Zichuan to succeed, so he sighed and left the underworld.

After it left, Zichuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He hid his soul blood in an unexpected place in the world, if Xiao Bu was always in the underworld, then...

He is not immortal.

Fortunately, after Xiao Bu left, he calmed down, and continued to absorb the power from being killed as a blood sculpture through being killed.

"The soul and the blood sculpture are fused into one, hell, without you, I would not dare to do this..."

He murmured in his heart, he had this idea many years ago, but he felt that he was sinful, his soul was dirty, and he was not worthy of merging with the blood sculpture.

Moreover, the soul blood breath on the blood sculpture is too strong, it can be called the first in the world of reincarnation, if he merges, he may not be able to withstand such a terrifying soul blood breath.

Fortunately, through the guillotine, he can inherit the legacy of the blood sculpture several times.

"When I merge with the blood eagle, it will be the time when the true ancestor of the blood sea is born!"

He slowly closed his eyes, looking at the errant walking towards him, neither sad nor happy.

...

Samsara Mountain.

Yang Shoujing watched the development of the world's cultivation system, and was more and more gratified to see that the cultivation of soul power took root and gradually grew stronger.

Especially since the establishment of the Deathless Sect, various sects have sprung up one after another like mushrooms after rain.

And in the underworld, the midwife incarnates in purgatory, lives in the 18th floor of hell, begins to evolve into various hells, and gradually reaches the consummation of purgatory.

A hundred years have passed, and in the unique environment of the underworld, the midwife Tianzun refined the eighteen levels of hell, the realm of purgatory was perfected, and the purgatory transformed into more and more solidified, at the same time...

He was surprised to find that the blood of the blood carving soul was getting worse and worse, and was about to die!

In the past, this could not have happened.

"It's not right, the blood eagle is declining, everything must have something to do with Zichuan!"

After waking up from the retreat, he walked out of the 18th floor of hell, and decided to find Zichuan himself to see what happened.

The blood eagle is now in a bad state of decline and can't pose a threat at all. Naturally, he doesn't need to continue to suppress it.

After walking out of the 18th floor of hell, he came to the guillotine and saw Zichuan being executed.

"Wait!"

His pupils shrank, his eyes were sharp, and he caught the abnormality in an instant.

Yin Cha raised the execution knife in his hand high, a little at a loss, and froze on the spot in a daze.

As a result, a surprising scene appeared. Zi Chuan, who was bound, jumped up and bumped his neck into the execution knife in the hand of the underworld.

"Crack!"

Soon, Zichuan's head was gone...

However, his stature did not dissipate. According to past experience, he would be able to recover after a period of time.

The midwife Tianzun frowned and waved his hands: "You all, get out of the guillotine."

He is already at the peak of the Purgatory Realm, and he can see through Zichuan's purpose at a glance. Today's Zichuan has strong soul blood, comparable to a blood sculpture!

Naturally, it was because the blood eagle had transmitted all the soul blood to him.

More importantly, he felt an extremely dangerous aura from him.

If the other party completely inherited the blood sculpture, there would be no surprises.

But... Judging from Zi Chuan's reckless suicide, it should be the last death and the last succession just now.

It's too late!

"Tell Judge Yan Luo and others, get ready, the underworld is about to usher in a disaster of destruction!"

He took a deep breath and sat cross-legged on the spot, waiting for Zichuan to recover.

According to the conjectures of the ghosts, Zichuan died once, and now he will not be able to recover until seventy-seven forty-nine days later.

The headless Zichuan just stood on the guillotine, while the midwife Tianzun guarded the corpse, ready to fight.

Forty-nine days later, the blood sculpture in the 18th floor of hell completely decayed and disappeared without a trace, and Zi Chuan also woke up at the same time, his whole body was surging with soul blood, emitting a dazzling purple light.

"Delivery!"

Zi Chuan's head grew back, gnashing his teeth and staring at the midwife Tianzun.

His voice was hoarse, and his killing intent was revealed.

"Blood ancestor?"

He looked at Zichuan who was in peak condition, and frowned.

"Jie jie jie..."

Zi Chuan grinned ferociously, the purple light was like a sun, extremely dazzling and evil.

"Compared to this title of the world, I prefer...you call me Blood Sea... Patriarch!"

He licked his lips, purple soul blood began to spread from his feet, gradually flooding the underworld.

The soul blood became more and more turbulent, with an irresistible trend, and a tendency to swallow the hell.

Midwifery Tianzun did not hesitate to stop it immediately. However, no matter how much his soul power surged, he couldn't stop the sea-like flood of soul blood.

In the past, the blood sculpture was fused into Nange's appearance, but now, the blood sculpture was inherited by Zichuan, and it turned into a sea of ​​blood!

"Jiejiejie... the underworld, today will become a thing of the past and become the dojo of my blood sea ancestor!"

Zichuan's face was ferocious, and his pale hair was also dyed purple at this moment, but he looked much younger.

"It's useless, this blood is the blood of all beings, you can't stop it!"

Seeing that the midwife Tianzun had been trying in vain to stop the torrent of soul blood, Zi Chuan sneered.

But he didn't do anything to the midwife Tianzun, because he inherited the blood sculpture, and his biggest harvest was turning into this sea of ​​blood.

This is the inspiration he got from that big river, and even if one day, he wants to replace that big river and become the only blood river in the world of reincarnation!

No matter how the midwife Tianzun stopped him, the sea of ​​blood still rushed, spreading throughout the underworld and destroying countless institutions.

Fortunately, the people in the underworld got his reminder and had already evacuated, so there were no casualties.

Yan Luo Hall, Judge Hall, eighteen floors of hell...

One after another, they all sank into the sea of ​​blood, stained with a strange purple color.

"From now on, there will be no hell!"

Zichuan walked in the sea of ​​blood without a trace of blood, and opened his arms, as if enjoying his own victory.

The midwife Tianzun had an extremely ugly face, staring at Zichuan without saying a word.

He didn't attack Zichuan, and Zichuan didn't attack him.

Inheriting the blood eagle, Zichuan's actual strength has not undergone earth-shaking changes. The biggest change is this sea of ​​blood.

And he who turned into a sea of ​​blood represented that it was extremely difficult for others to suppress.

Blood sculptures can still be suppressed, but who can suppress a sea of ​​blood?

In addition, he also sank the entire underworld, turning the underworld into his own dojo. If the midwife Tianzun has no ability to suppress a sea of ​​blood, as long as he misses a trace, he will not be able to suppress him!

And he, in the sea of ​​blood, will be immortal forever!

"I do not believe!"

Outside the sea of ​​blood, Yan Luo clenched his teeth, seeing how his lair, which he worked so hard to build, was taken over by him, and he was furious.

He made a bold move, carrying Yan Luoyin, and bombarded Zichuan.

The power of Yan Luoyin is astonishing, shaking the sea of ​​blood, causing the blood of the soul to churn and pour for thousands of miles.

And Zi Chuan really suffered this blow, and he disappeared without a trace.

However……

In the next second, he re-transformed from one of the blood seas and stared at Yan Luo coldly.

Killing intent, soaring to the sky!

"I talked to the midwife, when is your turn to speak?"

He sneered, waved his hand, and the sea of ​​blood turned into three vicious dogs, biting towards Yan Luo.

Yan Luo's pupils shrank, he picked up Yan Luo Yin, and passively defended, almost lost his mind and was dragged down by the sea of ​​blood.

Once it is taken off by the sea of ​​blood, it will sink into it forever, and there will be no liberation.

After experiencing the power of the blood sea, Yan Luo didn't dare to fight, and quickly flew out of the range of the blood sea.

Over the years, he has just entered the purgatory realm for the first time, and his strength is far behind that of midwife and Zichuan.

Moreover, although Yan Luoyin was bestowed by the Lord of Reincarnation and has amazing lethality, it is obvious that the opponent is not good at defense.

Under Yan Luo's seal, the opponent directly exploded and then resurrected, so Yan Luo really had no choice.

In fact, he holds the Yan Luo Seal bestowed by the Lord of Reincarnation, which can suppress everything in the world, even if it is the current midwife Tianzun, he has the confidence to fight, but...

The so-called one thing falls one thing, against the ancestor of the blood sea, that is his disadvantage.

"It might as well be like this, the underworld is handed over to you, and you swear that you will never leave the underworld, how about it?"

After a long time, the midwife Tianzun spoke, trying to persuade the other party.

However……

Zi Chuan is not satisfied. Now he has all the advantages, is born invincible, and has countless opportunities to obtain more soul blood.

He even had the crazy idea of ​​flooding Fengdu City with a sea of ​​blood, and then turning the entire reincarnation world into a sea of ​​blood. Any soul that enters the reincarnation world will become his nourishment!

With the resources of a world, how terrifying would he be?

That must be unimaginable!

But this was unacceptable to the midwife Tianzun. He snorted coldly, stared at Zichuan, and said in a deep voice: "In that case, don't blame me for continuing to suppress you!"

From the majestic and endless breath of soul blood of the other party, the midwife Tianzun clearly sensed that he could not kill Zi Chuan, he could only suppress it!

And the difficulty of suppressing is not small, the entire hell must be covered, and the entire sea of ​​blood must be covered in order to suppress the opponent.

As long as there is a single omission, the blood sea can be connected with the outside world, and the suppression is equivalent to a waste of effort.

boom!

As soon as the midwife Tianzun finished speaking, the appearance of eighteen layers of hell emerged from above his head.

It was a piece of purgatory filled with eighteen different hells.

The aura of consummation was lingering, this time, he didn't urge it to fight against the enemy, but kept amplifying it and suppressing it towards the Western Sea of ​​Blood.

At this moment, under the suppression of Purgatory, the sea of ​​blood that was originally boiling became quiet and no longer boiled.

boom!

Zi Chuan was disdainful at first, and then saw that there was an inexplicable power in this purgatory, which made his blood sea calm down and stopped churning.

However, despite his continuous urging, the sea of ​​blood remained silent, as if it had been controlled and fell into silence.

Then, he heard that the midwife made a great wish, and with great momentum, all the people in the underworld paid attention to him, and they bowed in unison.

"The underworld has sunk into a sea of ​​blood, and I will stay here forever. Eighteen levels of hell, but there are those who commit many crimes, those who persist in their sins, those who repent and commit crimes again, and those who kill people in the wild..."

"All entered my purgatory sea of ​​blood, washed and reborn!"