Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

Ao Changsheng looked at Pingxin, who looked kind, silently.

He wanted to say, "You've changed, dog."

But in the end, he didn't say it, but nodded.

"It should be."

Pingxin's face suddenly showed an extremely bright smile when he heard Ao Changsheng agree.

In the end.

Ao Changsheng exchanged all his 10% of the reincarnation authority at the price of 20 groups of world origin for every 1% of the reincarnation authority exchanged.

Pingxin looked at the 200 groups of world origin in his hand, and then thought about the last time he lost 5% of the world origin, and only got 50 groups of world origin.

The smile on Pingxin's face became brighter.

For Pingxin, whether it was the reincarnation authority exchanged or the reincarnation authority obtained from Ao Changsheng, they were the same, and there was no difference.

Only people like Ao Changsheng who obtained the reincarnation authority by special means would have such distress.

It was just an exchange of the power of reincarnation. Rounding it off, she can be said to have earned 100 million!

On the other hand, although Ao Changsheng paid a little world origin, he did not feel that he was at a loss.

Although he paid a lot of world origin, for him, it was no different from picking it up for free.

With Ao Changsheng's state of mind, he naturally would not have the idea that not taking advantage is a loss.

Besides.

He was not at a loss.

In the final analysis.

This power of reincarnation was originally obtained by him in an improper position.

Although he had not noticed any other abnormalities of his power of reincarnation except that it could not be transferred.

But in the final analysis, there are flaws after all.

And if there are flaws, there is a possibility of being exploited.

And now, with a transaction like this with Pingxin, his power of reincarnation can be said to be officially cleansed and all defects are made up.

Now.

He can also officially say that he is one of the masters of reincarnation...!

A smile appeared at the corner of Ao Changsheng's mouth.

His mind moved.

The power of reincarnation that belonged to him was cut into two by him.

Although the turtle spirit was still far from being able to use the power of reincarnation, since he was already in this reincarnation.

Then he naturally did it along the way.

Not far away, Pingxin, as the true master of reincarnation, could naturally sense Ao Changsheng dividing the power of reincarnation.

Although the sense was vague, Pingxin was sure that the power of reincarnation that Ao Changsheng had divided at this time was definitely more than one percent.

Even with Pingxin's temperament, he couldn't help but envy him at this time.

If she, or the former witch clan, had a master like Ao Changsheng to teach them carefully, their witch clan would not have fallen to the point where they are now.

Thinking of the many treasures they had offered in the past, they exchanged Ao Changsheng for the practice method suitable for their witch clan and a few words of advice.

What a pity.

At that time, they only saw the preciousness of the witch clan's method of breaking through the quasi-saint, and ignored those few words of advice.

Otherwise...

Even if their witch clan was in decline, it would not be nearly extinct now.

"Daoist friend Changsheng...are you really unwilling to accept another disciple? Jiufeng, the great witch of our clan, has the qualifications to attain the Tao." Pingxin said softly.

"Daoist friend Pingxin, let me tell you the truth. The method I practice is very special. In the prehistoric world, only a very few people have the qualifications to practice."

Ao Changsheng shook his head slightly.

"Jiufeng...can't you do it?" Pingxin said with a little reluctance.

She was not joking about the qualifications to attain the Tao.

But Jiufeng really has the qualifications to attain the Tao.

Among all the great witches, Jiufeng's witch clan bloodline is also the purest one. Among the billions of witches, she is only slightly inferior to the twelve ancestor witches.

If the witch clan, apart from the twelve ancestor witches, is the most likely to attain the Tao, it is Jiufeng.

"If she could do it...I would have accepted her as a disciple long ago." Ao Changsheng said softly.

After practicing in the prehistoric world for hundreds of millions of years, the only person Ao Changsheng had seen who could practice his inner heavenly body opening method was Gui Ling.

Other prehistoric beings were all unable to practice.

As for those innate saints whose cultivation qualifications were beyond heaven.

Those innate saints who were born as Daluo were the least qualified to practice his inner heaven and earth cultivation method.

Ping Xin couldn't help but feel disappointed.

No wonder Ping Xin wanted to push Jiu Feng to Ao Changsheng as a disciple.

Before, few people in the prehistoric world knew about Ao Changsheng's disciples.

But after the battle outside the Jiuzhou barrier, other great powers dared not say it, but the saints definitely knew about Ao Changsheng's two disciples.

Gui Ling, the reincarnation of the Sky-supporting Black Turtle, and Fuxi, the reincarnation of the innate saint Fuxi, the human race's holy emperor Fuxi.

Gui Ling was only a Daluo Jinxian at this time, but he was protected by a set of top-grade innate spiritual treasures, and he was very wealthy.He is the first person under the saints.

Even some saints are not as rich as Gui Ling.

And now, in front of Ping Xin, Ao Changsheng is ready to hand over the power of reincarnation, which is something that saints desire, to his disciple.

And Fuxi, the other saint emperor of the human race, is even more needless to say.

This is the first great power to become a saint in the vast prehistoric world, except for the saints who were given the purple air of Hongmeng by Hongjun and Ping Xin who turned into reincarnation to prove the truth.

If Gui Ling's seven top-grade innate spiritual treasures are put together with becoming a saint.

In the prehistoric world, I am afraid that no cultivator would choose the innate spiritual treasures, but would choose to become a saint without hesitation.

That is a saint.

A saint standing at the top of the prehistoric world.

Not to mention seven top-grade innate spiritual treasures, even if there are ten or more than ten, I am afraid that no cultivator would hesitate.

"It is Jiufeng Wuyuan!" Ping Xin shook his head slightly.

Ao Changsheng shook his head slightly and said softly: "Fellow Daoist Pingxin has already arranged the Wu Clan, so why do you keep staring at me!"

"How can my arrangement compare to Fellow Daoist Changsheng? Even my clansmen can't understand me..."

Pingxin said, and couldn't help but think of Jiufeng who left some time ago, and couldn't help but sigh.

Ao Changsheng didn't say anything.

He naturally knew what Pingxin was talking about.

Xingtian...Chiyou...Fengbo Yushi, as well as the original Xiangliu and the future Jiufeng.

Pingxin made some arrangements for all the remaining great witches of the Wu Clan.

It should be said that Pingxin is worthy of being the incarnation of Houtu of the Wu Clan!

As always, he is not good at calculating.

Xiangliu doesn't need to be said much.

Originally, because of the Great Way of Poison, Pingxin hesitated, causing Xiangliu to offend Ao...and offended the Holy Emperor Fuxi of the Human Clan, and was suppressed forever.

Others who are better include Feng Bo Yu Shi.

Currently in the Heavenly Court, working for Haotian for free.

Although Ping Xin is there, Haotian in the Heavenly Court will not oppress Feng Bo Yu Shi too much, but a kalpa of diligent adjustment of the prehistoric wind and rain.

For the two great witches, Feng Bo Yu Shi, it must be very tiring.

And Xing Tian and Chi You were suppressed in the prehistoric world.

With Ao Changsheng's eyesight, he can naturally see that whether it is Xing Tian or Chi You, being suppressed is actually just an alternative way of cultivation.

And beheading and dismembering are just to prevent the two from making too much progress in their cultivation during this kalpa, so as to achieve a breakthrough.

And these are the so-called arrangements in Ping Xin's mouth.

To be honest, when Ao Changsheng saw Ping Xin carrying out these plans, he was silently mourning for these great witches.

He could see that Ping Xin was trying his best to distance himself from those great witches.

Let them seem to be suppressed and tortured, but in fact, they are practicing under Pingxin's arrangement.

But...

Will anyone really believe this rough way of clearing oneself?

Instead of doing this, it is better to arrange it properly!

Of course, Ao Changsheng would never say such words directly.

"Fellow Daoist Pingxin must also know the specialness of this era, so he borrowed Haotian's hand to suppress the progress of Chiyou and Xingtian's practice."

Ao Changsheng said softly.

"Well! Pingxin is not as good as Fellow Daoist Changsheng. Before this era comes, he cultivated Fellow Daoist Fuxi into a saint." Pingxin nodded and said softly.

"I have no choice but to resort to this last resort."

"The last resort? Fellow Daoist Pingxin is joking. Although the means are rough... simple, after this catastrophe is over, those great witches will surely understand Fellow Daoist Pingxin's painstaking efforts."

Ao Changsheng said softly.

"One kalpa... is too long." Ping Xin shook his head, with a melancholy look on his face.

After these words came out, Ao Changsheng beside him nodded.

Indeed, one kalpa, five million yuan, 6.48 billion years, too long!

In fact, whether it is Ao Changsheng who calls himself Daqian in his body, or Ping Xin who is not a Heavenly Saint but better than a Heavenly Saint after his reincarnation.

It has long been indestructible, and all causes have not been added to the body. Let alone one kalpa, even if it is billions of kalpas, it doesn't matter.

It's just...

After all, they are too young.

Whether it is Ping Xin's predecessor, Hou Tu, or Ao Changsheng, their age is barely one kalpa.

And they all became saints and achieved Hunyuan Daluo in this short time of one kalpa.

For them... one kalpa is also extremely long.

In this reincarnation, two "young" old monsters were lamenting that one kalpa is too long.

On the other side.

Above the samsara world, in the primitive world, in the dark sea of ​​blood.

A younger Taoist is stepping into the blood sea step by step.In the sea, he walked towards the depths of the Netherworld Blood Sea, towards the underworld.

Standing on the white lotus, wearing white clothes, this Taoist clasped his hands in front of him, said nothing, lowered his eyebrows and walked forward, ignoring the highly toxic Netherworld Blood Sea.

With every step, a white lotus would grow in the blood sea under his feet, purifying the bloody blood sea water around.

Countless white lotuses built a white lotus bridge in the Netherworld Blood Sea.

But the strange thing is...

Along the way, countless Shura people completely ignored the existence of this white lotus bridge.

Even... even the Lord of the Blood Sea, the Ancestor of the Styx, could not find the white lotus bridge that almost crossed his Netherworld Blood Sea.

Deep in the blood sea.

This is the gateway to the underworld.

However...because of the existence of the blood sea, this place, which was once the main gate of the underworld, is now half abandoned. After all, few souls come here from this boundless blood sea.

The Taoist walked here and looked at the gloomy and terrifying gate with ferocious ghosts on it. His eyes were indifferent.

He looked up and looked at the top of the gate. The Taoist spoke softly and read out the name of this gate.

"Gate of Hell!"

The moment the voice fell.

"Creaky!"

"Creaky!"

A sharp sound suddenly sounded in the depths of the empty and quiet blood sea.

Along with the 'creaky' sound, the terrifying gate slowly opened. The gate was as dark as ink and could not be seen clearly.

But the Taoist's ears were rang with the creepy sound of ghosts and wolves howling in a trance, and the ink-like blackness in front of him turned into the shape of evil ghosts.

But the Taoist smiled slightly, and without any hesitation, he took a step forward and walked directly into the gate of hell.

After the Taoist entered, the gate of hell slowly closed.

Only the Netherworld Blood Sea that had remained unchanged for billions of years, and... the white lotus bridge that was glowing faintly.

Between reincarnations.

Ping Xin, who was chatting with Ao Changsheng, was suddenly startled, and then a look of anger suddenly appeared on his face.

"How dare you!"