Prehistoric: Opening Awakening Hongmeng Painting Saint System

Empress Nuwa understood.

"So that's how it is. Now this luck is going to be handed over to Junior Sister Houtu."

To be honest, anyone who saw this huge luck would be moved.

"Senior sister, hurry up, the human race has another hope."

Before Nuwa could react, Houtu had already handed over the power of luck in his body to Nuwa.

"Junior Sister, what are you... doing?"

Feel the huge power of luck pouring into your body.

Nuwa was surprised for a long time.

But Houtu, without the slightest hesitation, handed over all the power of luck to Nuwa.

"Senior Sister, as I said, these powers are no longer necessary for me and the Wu Clan."

"The long river of history has been moving forward, and the human race may become a special existence."

After Houtu smiled, his own figure transformed into an illusion.

"Thank you, Immortal Venerable."

She teleported back to the underworld.

After Chu Xiao saw it, he nodded in satisfaction.

Wang Shu was a little surprised to see that someone would reject the power of luck.

And if the situation here, after the Jieyin Zhunti found out, I'm afraid they would definitely be pissed off.

Nuwa looked at the luck generated in her complete calamity.

I am a little at a loss.

"Little sister, my hexagram shows that in the next era, the human race will play an indispensable role."

"Even... even a saint, and can benefit from it."

When Fu Xi said this, a streak of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Forcibly fortune-telling by himself, although it is not in line with his character.

But he wanted to help Nu Wa determine what potential was in these people.

Seeing Fuxi working so hard, Nuwa was very grateful.

After hearing what he said, Nuwa no longer worried.

Injecting the power of luck into one of his wooden signs has become the source of luck for the human race.

If this sign is not destroyed, the long river of luck of the human race will always exist and will not die out.

"I am also looking forward to what surprises the human race will bring us."

The prehistoric west, close to the seat of the Western religion.

The Yaozu lingered here.

And no action.

"It's really abominable. I didn't expect that the strength of the Wu Clan would be improved in the end."

Ji Meng unleashed his momentum and pressed out a depression in the land with a radius of a hundred miles.

"Brother, what should we do now? The Wu clan has entered the underworld. We have no choice but to seek revenge from them."

The people of Yaozu have never given up on their idea of ​​re-establishing the Heavenly Court.

However, now they have no chance.

"We can only wait for news from the Demon Empress."

Shang Yang and the others have placed their hopes on the child in Feng Nu's belly.

"However, thousands of years have passed, and the prince has not yet been born."

They are a little helpless. If no one can lead them, I am afraid that they will not be able to rebuild the heaven.

"The place where we are now is too barren. Even if we are full, there are problems. How can we have the ability to say these things."

Bai Ze pointed out that he was really starving.

The other demon saints nodded.

But Fei Lian suddenly remembered.

"Brother, Empress Nuwa proved to be a saint, and she created a very weak race, the human race."

"That's right, brother, they can be our rations."

"We built the Wa Palace for Nuwa, but he didn't help us. Now, let her watch the races she created go extinct."

After a group of Halloween discussions.

Take action.

They began to move east, intending to get closer to the territory of the human race. After all, where they are now, there is no grass growing, and no one will be here.

The human race did not expect that he was being targeted by the monster race just after he was born.

However, the spiritual enlightenment of the current human race is still too slow.

They have no way to solve the target of Yaozu.

Hell.

The underworld has just been established.

It is indeed the same as Houtu Niangniang thought, and there are many problems.

Among them is the number of ghosts, which are too many.

Most of the ghost kings do not serve their sentences.

Got into a fight with him.

However, Xing Tian's strength is still a little weak. It cannot be said that he lost or won.

He gritted his teeth and suppressed these ghost kings here.

"You guys are so courageous, people in this palace, you really dare to make a move."

It was just a cold snort, and these ghost kings were completely wiped out.

When Xing Tian saw that Houtu had returned, he knelt on the ground to show respect.

"No need, there are only a few of you big witches, and now you are the strongest."

Houtu made them stand up.

"From now on, there will be no witches. In the underworld, we can avoid many calamities. As long as we concentrate on practicing, we can see more years and experience more lives."

Although Houtu was not very good at speaking, he still took Fuxi's words and told them.

After Xing Tian and the others listened.

Also very excited.

"There are more human races in Honghuang. At that time, the race created by Senior Sister Nuwa, you need to help a lot, and you don't have to be too obvious."

Xing Tian and the others don't understand why such a weak race should be sheltered.

"You just do it."

Xing Tian and the others nodded.

"Xing Tian, ​​practice hard. The underworld has become my dojo. If you are here, your cultivation will increase."

Hear what Houtu said.

Xing Tian and the others nodded.

"Please rest assured that the Houtuwu tribe, we will definitely cultivate well."

After Houtu listened.

I always feel that their lives are very awkward.

"In the future, if you change your address, Houtu will not be here. From now on, I will be Empress Pingxin."

"Squeeze the chaos of the world, and restore the peace of mind in the world."

Xing Tian and the others nodded.

"Greetings, Empress Pingxin."

They just finished talking.

Space fluctuates.

After feeling the volatility.

Empress Pingxin raised her head immediately.

See who is coming.

In the end, it was discovered that it was Patriarch Styx who had come.

Patriarch Styx and Tongtian, after thousands of years of discussion.

Startled by Nuwa and the others' testimony, he left the Chaos Dojo.

After Patriarch Styx felt the breath of the underworld, he felt that there was something he was interested in, so he came here.

At this time, Tongtian did not follow him, and the two separated.

Just on the way back to Kunlun Mountain.

Tongtian suddenly saw a battle, and the whole person was in the sky, watching the battle here.

"Junior Sister Houtu... that's not right."

Patriarch Styx is also used to barking.

"It should be called Junior Sister Pingxin."

He smiled.

"Senior brother said so, but it's a shame for junior sister."

Patriarch Styx no longer teased her.

"Junior Sister, Brother, I saw that in the Underworld City, you seem to have trouble solving those thorns, and my children like to do this job very much. Do you think we can cooperate?"

Listen to what Patriarch Styx said.

Empress Pingxin smiled.

Patriarch Styx felt that he couldn't go on.

"Junior Sister, this is also good for a brother. The Asura clan uses killing as their way, but after entering the quasi-sage, it is very difficult for them to continue to break through."

Empress Pingxin already understood what Patriarch Minghe meant.

"Yes, brother."

Although they knew what Patriarch Styx said, the final result was to let part of their merits from the underworld enter the sea of ​​blood.

But Houtu finally agreed.

"Brother, this is a karma."

Hear what Houtu said.

Patriarch Styx was taken aback.

Then he spoke.

"It can be said that the karma has been paid off. In the future, the younger sister will no longer have to worry about any suggestions from the older brother."

Patriarch Styx continued to explain.

"Junior Sister, don't worry, I'm just giving the Asuras a certain amount of merit, protecting them so they can break through, and I will definitely not touch the interests of the underworld."

Patriarch Styx knew that the underworld had become Houtu's dojo, so it was impossible for him to do something here.

He still made his promise. After all, there is still a difference between active and passive.

"Brother, there is no need to be so polite between us."

Houtu can be regarded as finding a powerful bodyguard for the underworld.

The current ghosts just wanted to rebel. When they met the Asura tribe, they could only be beaten back to their original form and reincarnated.

But on the other side.

Saint Tongtian is watching a big battle.

This is a battle between the congenital treasure mouse and an old black tree demon.

Although Duobaoshu has just developed intelligence, he doesn't have any weapons.

But the claws in his hands are very sharp.

After fighting thousands of rounds with the old black tree demon, both of them were out of breath.