Attack the myths of the heavens and create the Taoist Tibetan wilderness!

There are various scenes in the world.

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In the three worlds above, there are gods singing and dancing, humans farming, and gods and demons fighting.

In the three worlds below, evil ghosts roar, beasts scream, and cruel power is revealed.

Many scenes rotate continuously, like a revolving lantern.

"I establish the six reincarnations!"

Hou Tu's voice sounded again, but it became unusually empty at this moment.

Her body appeared out of thin air, replacing Pangu's shadow just now.

As majestic as a saint!

Infinite golden light fell from the sky, gradually filling the shadow and making it solid.

Many witch ancestors were surprised!

The flesh of the witch clan is the foundation.

Just now, Hou Tu's flesh was annihilated, and they thought Hou Tu was dead!

Unexpectedly, she could be resurrected, and her strength seemed to be improved.

Did she become a saint?

But there was no purple air in the sky, and Hou Tu herself did not have the primordial purple air.

However, the ancestor witch could not absorb the merits of the heavenly way, but Hou Tu broke this concept.

Hou Tu's breath was still getting stronger as the merits fell!

Her body of merits finally condensed.

Hou Tu stood on the reincarnation and nodded to Di Jun.

In the six reincarnations, the six ancient worlds slowly sank.

The prehistoric earth was still shaking.

The death kingdom that had been driven into the center of the earth before, as well as Hou Tu's law, were constantly evolving at this moment.

It turned into a strange world!

The six reincarnations fell into that strange world, and all the sentient beings in the prehistoric world felt a sense of induction in their hearts at this moment.

Even if there are continuous resources invested, the struggle in the prehistoric world will not stop.

Where there is a struggle, there will be casualties.

Some casualties have reached an inevitable point.

Now there are six reincarnations and the netherworld.

It can allow the dead and injured great masters to return to the prehistoric world through the netherworld to start over.

If there is a protector, the recovery speed is even more impressive.

From then on, the prehistoric world will continue to rotate through life and death.

Various creatures and races can merge with each other and continue to reproduce.

Maybe you were a human in your last life, and became a demon in your next life.

Or maybe you were an innate great master in your last life. But you became a dragon and a phoenix in this life.

"Hou Tu Niangniang is merciful!"

All living beings are praising Hou Tu.

At this time, a purple light streaked across the sky, bringing out a long tail like a comet, and flew into the netherworld.

Many great masters in the prehistoric world were surprised.

Is this another saint?

The eleven witch ancestors were also full of surprise.

Is their witch clan going to have a saint?

Hou Tu seemed to have sensed something, raised her hands high, and caught the bright purple light from the netherworld.

The light fell into her hand and turned into a pen, a book!

The pen is the judge's pen!

The book is the Book of Life and Death!

It records all the living beings in the prehistoric world who have not transcended.

Those who are about to suffer will also appear.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation disappeared in the netherworld, and the brilliance of the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Pen gradually faded.

Although this world is still very desolate, there are many opportunities!

"Thank you, Heaven!"

Hou Tu knew who sent the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Pen, and bowed three times to the sky.

Seeing that he had contributed to the birth of the netherworld and the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Di Jun also collected the pagoda and was about to leave.

However, Hou Tu stepped out of the netherworld and came forward.

"Emperor of Heaven, please stay, Hou Tu has never thanked you!"

Hou Tu bowed.

"Congratulations to you for achieving enlightenment in a different way!"

Di Jun turned sideways to receive a half-salute, and then bowed his head to congratulate.

Although this Hou Tu Niangniang did not become a saint, it was not because her strength was not enough.

But she is in a special state now!

She is comparable to Hongjun, the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, in the Netherworld.

As time goes by, the Netherworld becomes stronger and stronger, and Houtu's strength will become stronger and stronger.

In the end, she will be comparable to a saint!

But all this depends on the development of the prehistoric world.

"Thanks to the help of Brother Dao, otherwise how can I see through it?"

Houtu is now happy that she has a great opportunity.

The foundation of her future path has been laid.

All this was told by Di Jun, so Houtu also respects Di Jun very much.

Without Di Jun to lead her, I am afraid she would not have seen all this at all.

It is impossible to get to this point.

"Sister!"

"Sister!"

Many ancestor witches rushed up.

Surrounding Houtu, with some excitement in their eyes.

Is my sister a saint now?

"Brothers!"

Houtu looked at the ancestor witches and smiled slightly.

The faces of the ancestor witches suddenly changed.

They have their own senses between each other.

But now standing in front of them, they can't sense Houtu.

It's as if the bloodline has been removed!

"Sister, what happened to you?"

Di Jiang took a step forward, his eyes flashing with a strange light.

"Where is your body?"

Xuan Ming's pupils flashed a cold light.

"My body has been transformed into the six reincarnations."

"The Father God's heart cooperates with my body. From now on, as long as reincarnation exists, my witch clan can continue to be born!"

"But I also lost the true body of the ancestor witch, and only have this meritorious true body."

Hou Tu explained.

I don't know whether it is happy or sad.

If Hou Tu still exists, he can use the Twelve Dutian Gods and Demons Formation.

This is an earth-shaking formation!

It can summon Pangu's true body to descend for a moment, and its power is extremely powerful!

It can be comparable to the Zhoutian Xingdou formation of the demon clan, or even stronger.

But without Hou Tu, this formation can no longer be formed.

Because a Pangu bloodline is lost!

But there are many things in exchange.

In the future, the six reincarnations will continue to rotate, and every reincarnated creature may become a witch!

The witch clan has few people and extremely poor reproduction ability.

With the help of the six reincarnations, this defect will be made up.

"What?"

Many ancestor witches are happy or worried.

The happy thing is that Hou Tu has now achieved a higher achievement.

The worry is that their own trump card no longer exists.

I don't know what to do when fighting with others in the future?

The power of the God of Creation has been decomposed, which is not a good thing for the witch clan!

For a while, several ancestor witches looked at Di Jun with some unkind eyes.

I just thought that this emperor did it on purpose to destroy their strongest power.

"Brothers, Emperor of Heaven, please come to the netherworld together!"

Hou Tu knew what the brothers were thinking and took the initiative to change the subject.

Seeing her say this, many ancient witches suppressed the evil fire in their hearts.

Di Jun thought about it and decided to come to the netherworld to take a look.

This is related to the future of the prehistoric world.

And watching the new changes in a world is also very helpful to him.

He had just used his pagoda to record the scene of Hou Tu opening up reincarnation.

This is also a kind of Taoism!

Not only can it be used as a reference for future generations, but it can also make the entire pagoda more powerful.

Because it is engraved with the rhyme of Taoism!

"So I wish, I dare not ask you!"

Di Jun said politely.

Naturally, many ancient witches would not spoil their sister's face.

So a group of great supernatural powers landed in the netherworld.

This world is desolate, without any vitality.

A thick air of death floats in the air.