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

Seeing that Emperor Jun suddenly sent out 400,000 troops.

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The other ancestral witches also looked surprised.

It's not like the Wu Clan can't find people to spare.

But there are few wizards who can manage things patiently.

The bloodline of the Witch Clan is filled with fighting factors.

Fighting over a disagreement is their specialty.

Fighting hard until death is also their characteristic.

But letting them manage a world is making things difficult for them.

They are good at destruction.

Management... is terrible.

Di Jun waved his hand, and the laws of heaven and earth were naturally created and turned into black light.

The clothes on the four hundred thousand demon soldiers suddenly changed.

It turned into pure black, with the sigil of death flowing on it.

There is great restraint towards the dead, living souls, and true spirits.

The bull demon and the horse demon also each have an extra pair of iron chains on their hands.

The iron chain is also engraved with delicate patterns, which are soul hooks.

As a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, it was very simple for Di Jun to make such low-level treasures.

Just condense the vitality and creation between heaven and earth directly.

Many demon soldiers looked at the changes in their bodies with expressions of astonishment.

"From now on, you must follow the arrangements of the Houtu Ancestral Witch and make good fortune in this world!"

"There will definitely be a time in the future when you achieve positive results."

Di Jun's voice came out.

"Yes, Emperor of Heaven."

Many demon clans responded loudly.

Di Jun nodded with satisfaction.

"The Netherworld is one of the foundations of the prehistoric world. I hope fellow Taoist Houtu can do a good job in making the prehistoric world stronger."

After Di Jun finished all this, he looked at Hou Tu and nodded.

"Don't worry."

Hou Tu responded.

"In that case, I will take my leave."

Di Jun no longer lingers.

He has almost done it, and the rest will be left to the ancestral witches to arrange.

As a person from the future, there is no need for him to keep spoiling the story.

After Hou Tu arrived at the door, Di Jun stepped out and left the Netherworld.

When Bai Ze saw this, he bowed to the many ancestral witches again and then withdrew.

"This guy is quite generous. We usually underestimate him."

"It's just that he destroyed Sister Houtu's physical body, leaving us without a helping hand."

Gonggong sighed.

Although having the power of an extra world and constantly accumulating merit can make the Wu clan's luck last.

But that's all in the future.

What they lack now is strong fighting power!

"Don't just look at what's in front of you, but also leave a way out for the children."

"Although we have lost Sister Houtu's physical body and cannot be blessed by the gods, we also have a long-lasting destiny."

"Through the six paths of reincarnation, the athletes of our Wu clan will be born in every corner of the prehistoric world."

Di Jiang is worthy of being the leader of the Wu Clan and has already seen the current situation.

Falling behind is only temporary, and powerful forces will rise in the future.

"Thanks to the Emperor of Heaven, I don't know how to repay you in the future."

Houtu smiled.

Now her strength is already stronger than the average Quasi-Saint Perfection.

In the Netherworld, with the help of the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, you might be able to compare with the Saints.

Now the world has begun to be created.

The bull demons and horse demons understood their responsibilities and began to capture the living souls and true spirits.

Deal with it according to the amount of karma on your body.

There are many pure living souls that dispersed their memories, flowed into the six realms of reincarnation, and began to be reborn.

"Sister Houtu, you may have a chance to become a saint in the future."

"This is the best reward for Di Jun!"

Zhu Jiuyin can see the power of time.

In the future, he seemed to see some changes in Houtu.

But even though he is the Time Ancestral Witch, he cannot completely see through it.

Only a trace can be seen.

In that glimmer of the future, Houtu's body was filled with the glory of a saint!

Hou Tu's eyes lit up.

She knew that her brother possessed the law of time and could see some things in the future.

Since she said so, something will definitely happen in the future.

You really might become a saint!

"Not only did we lose Dutian Shensha, we also lost the Ancestral Witch Temple."

Gonggong suddenly interrupted.

The faces of many ancestral witches also changed slightly.

That temple can conceal the secrets of heaven.

It also strengthens their laws.

If they are in the temple, their law cultivation speed will be much faster.

But now the temple is gone!

"Okay, don't talk about these things."

"Today is a big day for sister Houtu, and it is also a big day for our witch clan."

"Let's go back to Buzhou Mountain to celebrate Sister Houtu."

Di Jiang waved his hand to break the deadlock.

"That's fine."

Xuan Ming took over Di Jiang's words.

The other ancestral witches also swept away the gloom and nodded heavily.

"this……"

"Brother, I have now become one with the Netherworld. It will be extremely difficult to leave."

Houtu shook his head.

Her body has been integrated into the six realms of reincarnation.

Now it is difficult for this true body of merit to leave the netherworld.

Unless she achieves the path of a saint, Yuanshen can break free.

Otherwise, I may only be in the Netherworld in the future.

"What?"

Di Jiang's eyes changed.

But he was also a rough man, and he smiled heartily:

"In that case, let all the children come to the Netherworld."

"We must also welcome the 400,000 soldiers of the Emperor of Heaven, otherwise others will laugh at our witch clan for not knowing the rules."

The other witch ancestors all nodded in agreement.

Hou Tu felt a little relieved and went to give orders.

Hou Tu's creation of the Netherworld naturally spread in the prehistoric world.

[The Netherworld, what can we do in this world! ]

[It should be the world of death, the world we go to after death. ]

[Are you kidding? How can we die? ]

[Why not die? Doesn't being beaten to death count? ]

[That's right. ]

[We don't know if we can go to the Netherworld to take a look. ]

[It's under the jurisdiction of the witch clan, so I'm afraid we can't just go there casually! ]

Many great masters began to discuss.

The news that Hou Tu created the Netherworld has naturally spread.

Many great masters learned about the existence of the Netherworld.

This is a new world, very majestic, and with infinite possibilities.

The eighteen layers of the netherworld, plus the six reincarnations, can allow the dead to come back again.

Great merit for the prehistoric world!

The Three Pure Ones returned to Yuxu Immortal Palace.

The three of them did not speak, and sat cross-legged again to practice.

They wanted to sense their own souls like before and become saints!

But Yuanshi's mind was not here.

The three souls could not shine, and merged together, like the Nordic world.

Yuanshi was a proud man.

Seeing that Houtu had created a big world, he had the opportunity to become a saint from now on, and he was naturally upset.

It was difficult to be like usual.

The Three Pure Ones were not together, and they could not release the breath of Pangu's soul and draw out the merits of opening the sky in their bodies!

"Second brother, your spirit is so impetuous, what will happen in the future!"

Taoist Taiqing stood up and glanced at Yuanshi.

"I..."

Yuanshi's face was a little ugly.

"Wait until you calm down before talking."

Tao Qing Daoist interrupted Yuan Shi's words and walked out holding the Panlong Bianjiao.

"Brother, I..."

Yuan Shi waved his hand, but did not let Tai Qing Daoist stop.