Extract attributes for 3000 years, and prove Hunyuan Daluo!

"If you die, you are dead. There is no future. The incarnation of lotus root can't save me." Sanqi shook his head slightly.

"Emperor Zhenwu, has your disciple ever married?"

Sanqi looked at Su Che, touched the other's cheek with his hand, closed his eyes, a tear flowed from the corner of his eyes, emitting a little glint, and fell on the steps.

Po Meng's sad tears.

The Yiren disappeared, and Su Che's heart was full of turmoil.

He got up and stood up, the spiritual light surged in his hands, and the endless cold power completely enveloped the entire Fengdu hall.

There are thousands of ghosts and beasts inside, all of which are completely frozen.

The ice and snow seemed endless.

The Fengdu Great Hall, which stretches for hundreds of miles, is like a huge ice cellar!
Afterwards, the main hall of Fengdu gradually shrank, and it was within the palm of Su Che.

"Why doesn't Panax not have a true spirit?" Su Che looked at the six realms of reincarnation in the sky and asked.

The voice was unusually calm, but it made Hou Tu feel a chill in his heart.

Knowing the anger in Su Che's heart at this moment, she sighed slightly: "I am from the witch clan."

"How could I possibly create a creature with a true spirit?"

Su Che was taken aback, he was angry just now, and thousands of thoughts came to his mind.

There is the idea of ​​destroying the prehistoric and letting the earth and Panax notoginseng be buried together.

The Great God Pan Gu opened up the world, exhausted himself to death, and sprinkled his blood on the prehistoric land.

Twelve drops of essence and blood mixed with congenital turbidity become ancestral witches
The witch clan has no real spirit, only cultivates the flesh body.

The true spirit is completely different from the three souls and seven souls. The former represents a person's true self.

After the death of the Wu Clan, there is no past and present life, and they directly return to the prehistoric land.

For other races, after death, their souls are reincarnated.

Houtu himself doesn't have a true spirit, and the six reincarnations can't keep his eleven ancestor witch brothers.

What to use to create the true spirit for the creatures derived from the six reincarnations created by oneself.

No wonder Sanqi just said that when he dies, he dies, and there is no later.

Su Che looked at the frozen palace in his hand, his heart was ashamed, without a real soul, how could he save it?
"Fellow Daoist, don't worry, I have three methods to save me." Hou Tu said with a wry smile.

For some reason, she had a feeling that Panax notoginseng could not be saved, and that the prehistoric land would be buried with her.

Is the eighth saint appointed for this day so terrifying?

Houtu is also a saint, but at this moment, facing Su Che, his heart trembled unavoidably.

After all, Su Che has not practiced for a long time, so he hurriedly asked, "What can I do?"

"My witch clan has a Pangu Temple, in which all twelve ancestor witches were bred."

"First, put Panax notoginseng into the Pangu Palace, use the blood essence of the ancestral witch, the power of endless blood, Sanqi comes from the blood on my body, so it can naturally live."

Su Che's eyes narrowed slightly. As soon as he entered the East Sea, the Zulong was revived. Could it be that Houtu sensed something and was plotting against him?

If there is no accident, he extracts the luck of the witch clan, and all twelve ancestor witches can be resurrected.

But for the sake of Sanqi, not to mention resurrecting the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he would not hesitate to subvert the prehistoric land.

"What are the other two?" Su Che asked.

"Secondly, Yuanshi Tianzun has a glass bottle with the most precious eight treasures in his hand, which contains the three-light divine water. This method can save him."

"Third, recast the six reincarnations, and everything will return to the old. If I have the complete six reincarnation authority in my hand, I can bring it back to life and go back in time."

Su Che listened, and after a moment of silence, he said indifferently, "Fellow Daoist, are you plotting against me?"

"How could it be?" Houtu sighed and said, "I only have these three methods. If Taoist Hongjun takes action, I'm afraid he can be brought back to life in an instant."

"How can you do the first and third methods if you don't get out of trouble?
There is no need to mention the second one. I killed the four disciples of Yuanshi Tianzun. Yuanshi Tianzun probably hates me now. How can I borrow the Eight Treasures Glazed Vase? "

Su Che shook his head slightly, there are three methods, one is absolutely impossible, and the remaining two methods can only let him Su Che desperately break through the six reincarnations and let Houtu come out.

Among the ancestral witches in the world, there is only Houtu, and only she has the blood of the ancestral witches.

These three methods basically control Su Che firmly.

How difficult is it to break through the six realms of reincarnation?

The huge gear of this underworld trapped a Hunyuan sage inside.

"Fellow Daoist, don't be angry." He heard the faint anger contained in Su Che's words.

Hou Tu suddenly smiled, and his voice was sweet.

"I'm not in a hurry, I see fellow Taoists, the mana in his body is now more than ten times that of others at the same level! You must not be an ordinary saint when you prove the Tao in the future!"

The peak of the quasi-sage and the Hunyuan saint, such a feat, has never been seen in Houtu.

Su Che can make Yuanshi Tianzun injured and bleed, his power can be seen.

After Su Che broke through Hunyuan, Houtu was sure that the other party was definitely not an ordinary saint.

At the very least, beheading three corpses to become a saint like Hongjun Daozu!

Proving the way with strength is too grand, Hou Tu dare not think about it, but after beheading three corpses and becoming a saint, Su Che is at least a middle-stage saint.

It is possible to break the shackles of the six realms of reincarnation.

"When you prove Hunyuan, Yuanshi Tianzun is definitely not your opponent. I just hope that after the Taoist breaks through, remember this little bit of affection and help me out of trouble." Houtu sighed slightly.

She cared about the endless prehistoric creatures back then, but after she died, she turned into a lonely ghost with nowhere to reincarnate.

Incarnated in reincarnation by himself, it caused the Wu Clan's Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Demons to condense imperfectly, which led to the defeat of the Wu Clan.

This matter has always been brooding.

"Let me help you." Su Che said after hesitating for a moment.

He owed a lot of karma to Houtu, whether it was helping to block Yuanshi Tianzun's finger.

Without her reincarnation, Sanqi would not have been born.

Hearing this, Hou Tu was overjoyed.

"Great goodness."

"But." Su Che shook his head slightly and said, "It's too slow, too slow, I want Sanqi to come back to life right now."

"Fellow Daoist... I'm a little impatient." Houtu was silent for a moment, then smiled wryly.

Su Che's next words made Hou Tu a little confused.

"I want to draw a sea of ​​blood from hundreds of millions of miles, flood the underworld, and pour it into the six realms of reincarnation. Is this enough to get fellow daoists out of trouble?"

At the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Houtu was stunned, and it took a quarter of an hour to react and said: "Fellow Daoist has a wonderful idea, and you are worthy of being a peerless god!"

Extradite hundreds of millions of miles of blood and pour it into the underworld!

this way?

The sea of ​​blood is formed by the blood of the demon ancestor Luohu after his death and dao disappearance, and it contains infinite karma.

In the past, this Demon Ancestor competed with Dao Ancestor Hongjun!

Although he failed, the blood of this person has been left to this day, not only giving birth to quasi-sage peak powerhouses like Patriarch Styx.

Even, it made the head of the second sage in the West extremely large.

If the sea of ​​blood does not dry up, Styx will not die.

Can't be killed, can't be evaporated, Patriarch Styx can be called a troublesome existence even for saints.

A saint can't be killed!

"Fellow Daoist, moving the sea of ​​blood, I'm afraid it can't be done in the early stage of Hunyuan Saint?" Houtu suddenly asked suspiciously.

If the sage could move the Sea of ​​Styx in the early days, Zhunti and Jieyin would have moved it away long ago.

It's not that easy!