Hong Huang: Zulong's will, I have a saint brother

"You've already wasted a lot of our time."

Patriarch Styx shivered for a moment, and stood aside obediently.

What a prehistoric and powerful face.

What is the backbone of the Lord of the Blood Sea.

In the face of the power of absolute sky grams.

It's all just a joke.

It's not even about spine dignity.

Patriarch Styx was born in the sea of ​​blood, when the Shesha Snake merged with the entire sea of ​​blood.

It is equivalent to becoming the spirit of the blood sea.

In front of Shesha Snake, Patriarch Minghe didn't have any dignity.

It's like ordinary creatures in front of the prehistoric sage.

There is no such thing as dignity at all.

Even the emperor of heaven, Dijun, had to kneel when he saw other saints before he became a saint.

Changxi ignored Patriarch Styx no longer.

Instead, he looked at Houtu aside.

"Sister Houtu, you continue to comprehend, we are not in a hurry anyway."

Houtu also had mixed feelings for a while.

After all, just now she thought that she and Changxi were bound to die.

As a result, Changxi suddenly summoned the Shesha Snake.

But after all, he was the Houtu ancestor witch, so he quickly adjusted his mood.

When Houtu refocused his consciousness on the entire sea of ​​blood.

The boundless howling, resentment, and hatred surged towards her again.

Since Pangu opened up the world, he began to evolve all things with his body.

The prehistoric world has already experienced three major calamities, namely, the calamity of fierce beasts, the calamity of dragons and phoenixes, and the calamity of Taoism and demons.

Now we have entered the early stage of Lich Tribulation.

I don't know how many billions of years have flowed through the prehistoric world.

In such a long period of time, there are countless prehistoric creatures, whose life and death are flickering.

These souls cannot be relied on after death. If they are lucky enough, they can cultivate into ghost bodies again.

Or revive by means.

But that's less than one in a trillion.

And more souls of life and death, after wandering in the prehistoric land for a period of time.

It will fall into the Nether Blood Sea and be bound within it.

Howling every day, struggling every night.

Little by little, it was slowly turned into energy by the sea of ​​blood until it dissipated.

Hou Tu's eyes fell on the sea of ​​blood.

Countless thousands of souls struggling and howling constantly floated before their eyes.

They suffer in this filthy place.

After a long time.

A tear fell from the corner of Houtu's eye.

"So, what Senior Long Ming said, my mission is just like this."

"I am the blood descendant of Father God. I should make up for this prehistoric defect for Father God."

"Leave a glimmer of life for the souls of all beings." .

Chapter 201 Hou Tu turned into reincarnation, Changxi was hurt and parted, and in the consciousness of wanting Master to comfort Hou Tu, there was a sea of ​​blood flowing through everything he experienced day and night.

The souls of living beings came to the sea of ​​blood and were tortured day and night for thousands of years.

Some of them went completely crazy and turned into crazy ghosts, devouring everything.

But in the end it was swallowed by a more powerful existence.

More, it is endless torture and pain.

The energy turned into a sea of ​​blood.

But what remained in the prehistoric world was only that trace of resentment.

Countless grievances gathered together.

Shaking the foundation of the entire prehistoric world.

Houtu finally knew what he should do.

She looked at Changxi.

"Sister Changxi, please take care of everything about the Wu Clan."

talking.

A deep bow to Changxi.

Jump directly off the floating island.

At the moment when Houtu fell into the sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood stopped its rhythm completely.

The entire prehistoric world is within the flick of a finger.

Also completely froze down.

The back soil fell into the silence of the sea of ​​blood.

But it was not attacked by the sea of ​​blood, but it was like standing on the ground.

Stand firm.

The heavy breath of the earth is vented from the back soil.

But her oath echoed throughout the prehistoric world.

"Today there is Pangu's Houtu, who uses his body to transform into reincarnation, and let the souls of all living beings return to their places. There is something to depend on."

The voice fell.

Houtu's body instantly disintegrated and died.

And in the place where her physical body collapsed.

There are six disks of different colors rising.

Those discs instantly became larger.

It turned into a huge vortex of six billions of miles.

There are six colors of gold, silver, copper, gray, black and red.

at the same time.

From the 33rd Heaven, the 33rd Heaven, the Ancient Starry Sky, the Nine Heavens, the Earth, the Nine Nethers and so on.

In the known and unknown boundaries of the prehistoric world, an ancient aura gushed out at the same time.

This mysterious eternal air.

In fact, it has long been contained in the prehistoric world: reincarnation, the underworld, the underworld, the power of the six realms of good fortune, authenticity, and humanity.

They have long been waiting for the day of the reincarnation of the latter.

Now, the power of the six realms is pouring into six huge vortices together.

The six vortexes are rendered as things that are as eternal as they are, past, present, and eternal.

Become one of the foundations of the prehistoric.

If one day these six vortexes collapse.

Then the prehistoric will also collapse.

Houtu's last voice wafted through the prehistoric world.

"Today, Houtu's body transforms into the six realms of reincarnation, establishing the six realms of heaven, human, asura, beast, hungry ghost, and hell."

"All living beings in the wilderness can return to their souls, their souls can rely on them, and their souls can survive."

"Six paths, now!"

The voice fell.

The entire prehistoric world was shaken three times.

Between roars.

The four eyes of heaven.

Heavenly Tribulation, Heavenly Scourge, Merit, Supervision.

Simultaneously.

In 33 Chongtian looming.

Ancient Starry Sky.

Billions of stars are shining brightly.

The light of the stars poured down, forming billions of curtains.

Cover the entire prehistoric world with a veil.

All living creatures of the prehistoric.

They all stopped what they were doing at this moment.

Even if it is the Yaozu and Wuzu who are beating their lives to death in front of Buzhou Mountain.

Also stopped fighting at the same time.

They all moved towards the direction they sensed in their hearts, touching their chests and saluting.

"Houtu is merciful, we are grateful for Houtu's great kindness."

Such a meritorious thing.

As a prehistoric creature, I am grateful for its supreme merit.

In front of Nantianmen.

After Di Jun saluted, his face changed slightly.

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi sighed lightly.

"Brother, I missed the opportunity again. I didn't expect Houtu to have such a move."

"At least for a hundred years, we can no longer use weapons."

as a saint.

The Eastern Emperor Tai saw it clearly.

Houtu uses his body to transform into reincarnation, and his merits and virtues are immeasurable.

All sentient beings in the prehistoric world receive his kindness.

That's why Heaven wants to announce the entire prehistoric world.

Therefore, all sentient beings in the prehistoric world will have a feeling and salute in the direction of the six paths of reincarnation.