Journey to the West: Extract attributes from Samsung Cave

In an instant, endless aura enveloped Tongtian Cult Master, and his figure dissipated in Zixiao Palace.

The air of endless chaos, the dense cracks in the void, were all broken by a stream of light.

In this destructive environment, ordinary creatures absolutely cannot exist.

But a figure loitering in it is none other than the leader of Tongtian Sect.

In an instant, hundreds of millions of miles were like walking on the ground under his feet.

Soon, the leader of Tongtian broke through the barrier of the prehistoric land and entered Nanzhan Buzhou.

Looking at the land, Master Tongtian was slightly silent, with a trace of melancholy in his eyes.

During the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods, the Judgment Sect he founded was shattered, and none survived, and only those few survived.

The rest are all listed on the list of gods. In the past, the Jiejiao who came to court with ten thousand immortals is so desolate now.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at a stalwart figure in Dongsheng Shenzhou, who was manipulating the sea of ​​blood for hundreds of millions of miles.

This is the Emperor Shengong?

Such a figure is worthy of being the eighth Hunyuan saint.

At this moment, even the Master Tongtian, who is already in the middle stage of a sage, dare not say it!

I can move hundreds of millions of miles of blood sea, from Xiniu Hezhou, across three continents, such a long distance.

Came to Dongsheng Divine Continent.

He can barely move, but within five years, to this extent?

I really want to see such a terrifying person.

Master Tongtian shook his head slightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, now is not the time to let the other party go to Zixiao Palace.

He has his own plans.

His precious apprentice Yun Xiao was still imprisoned at the bottom of Qilin Cliff.

In the battle of Conferred Gods and Great Tribulation in the past, she had taken on too much. In order to avenge Zhao Gongming, she went alone to face the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao and set up the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation.

But he was bullied by Yuanshi Tianzun and Taiqing sage, and pressed on Qilin Cliff in Yuxu Palace.

This matter, however, cannot be left alone.

The next moment, Master Tongtian's eyes were slightly cold, and he stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the nine heavens.

Straight to the 35th day!

The majesty of the Tongtian Cult Lord is terrifying and shocking.

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At the same time, at this moment, the sea of ​​blood of hundreds of millions of miles was poured into the underworld, and even the six realms of reincarnation were soaked in the sea of ​​blood.

On the six realms of reincarnation, endless blood pervades and karma shrouds.

There was a rattling sound, and the huge gear seemed to be stuck, completely unable to move.

In the depths of the underworld, above the sea of ​​blood, Su Che stared slightly, while Patriarch Styx, Five Ghost Emperors, Ten Kings of Hades, and more than a thousand ghost messengers stood beside him.

"Fellow Daoist, this sea of ​​blood has completely flowed in, and Houtu is still not out of trouble?" Patriarch Ming He said with a bad face.

His hundreds of millions of miles of blood flowed into the underworld, comparable to a saint who blew himself up.

The [-]th floor of defense, the [-]-mile Huangquan sand sea, and the Naihe Bridge were all submerged by it.

Shame.

"Wait." Su Che's eyes moved slightly, he hadn't sensed the air bubbles in the back soil yet.

The other party should still be imprisoned by the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Hearing this, the ancestor Minghe also calmed down, waiting quietly.

On one side, the ghost emperors of the five directions and Yan Luo of the ten palaces trembled. Such an act of destroying the world has never been seen before.

Their main hall was also completely submerged, but they didn't dare to say a word.

"Looking at the great calamities of the epoch and the immeasurable calamities, my underworld has never encountered such a situation. Hundreds of millions of miles of blood poured into the underworld..." On the side, a ghost emperor said with emotion.

"And looking at it, it seems that Emperor Shengong is the main one, and Patriarch Minghe is the second." King Yan Luo twitched slightly.

Ancestor Minghe was rampant, and he had to bow his head in front of Emperor Shengong.

When Su Che said wait, Patriarch Styx really didn't take any action, and just waited there honestly.

This is the famous God of Desolation, who has been famous for a long time.

I don't know how many epochs I have lived longer than these local government officials.

With a human body, Su Che has reached such a level, he can really be called a monstrous talent.

When everyone was feeling emotional, the six realms of reincarnation trembled, and a quiet voice radiated from it, reaching everyone's ears.

"The Dao ancestor didn't speak, the six reincarnations are still under the heaven, I can't break through."

Hou Tu sighed slightly, and there was some anger in his words.

"The reincarnation of the six realms has stopped, and the underworld will no longer accept new souls. Daoist Hongjun must be in a hurry. Friends, don't worry." Su Che said.

He has been waiting for five years, manipulating the sea of ​​blood for hundreds of millions of miles, all the way to this hell.

Not bad for a while.

"That's right, but, fellow daoist, thank you for your kindness." Houtu saw Su Che through the six realms of reincarnation, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"As long as the agreement can be fulfilled." Su Che slightly shook his head.

There is no need for Houtu to thank him, if the other party can't give the ancestral witch blood essence, and can't save Sanqi, then don't blame Su Che for being ruthless.

Suddenly, a void split open from the underworld without sound.

If Taoist Hongjun appeared like this, he might have a chance...to extract the other party's bubbles.

Once he gets this person's air bubble, no one in the whole prehistoric world can stop him, Su Che.

Su Che can definitely accomplish the abundant mana required to prove the Tao with force.

Unfortunately, no one was seen in the crack, only a voice was heard.

"The six realms of reincarnation are submerged in the sea of ​​blood, and the earth can repair the six realms of reincarnation."

"Su Che, after the great catastrophe of Journey to the West, come to Zixiao Palace and be punished for ten thousand years!"

The cold voice spoke, as if without a trace of humanity.

It was not Hongjun Daozu in Zixiao Palace who spoke at this moment, but the Dao of Heaven.

Hearing this, Su Che's eyes flashed with joy, and the second half of the sentence was automatically ignored by him.

Houtu reappeared in the prehistoric land, and Sanqi was naturally saved.

Chapter 122 Recreating the Six Paths of Reincarnation

Endless purple air enveloped the underworld, and the six reincarnations located in the sea of ​​​​blood cracked slowly, like falling flowers, burning blazingly, and completely reduced to ashes.

A woman with a graceful figure emerged from the sea of ​​flames, and her peerless figure caught everyone's attention.

As graceful as a frightened bird, graceful as a swimming dragon,

Dressed in a light yellow long dress, her gestures are full of great power.

This is Houtu, the empress of Houtu who transformed the six realms of reincarnation.

"Houtu was able to get out of trouble, thank you fellow daoist for your help!" Houtu opened his red lips slightly, and looked at Su Che among the crowd, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

She didn't expect Su Che to actually accomplish this matter.

Hou Tu has been trapped in the six realms of reincarnation for countless epochs,

Been in there since the Lich Wars.

"The Taoist ancestor Hongjun asked fellow Taoist to go to Zixiao Palace and was punished for ten thousand years. I don't know what you think?" Houtu couldn't help asking softly.

"Leave this matter aside for now, let's talk about resuscitating Sanqi first." Su Che shook his head slightly.

He knew that Daozu Hongjun must have his own plan.

He wanted to imprison him, Su Che, in Zixiao Palace for ten thousand years.

Don't say that ten thousand years is an era, for their kind of super power in the world.

Nothing.

But once entering Zixia Palace, Hongjun Daozu is right in front of him.

It's not certain what will happen.

At this moment, Su Che's main goal is Sanqi.

Hearing this, Houtu couldn't help being taken aback, it seems that the position of Sanchi in Su Che's heart is really far beyond her imagination.

I really don't know how many merits and virtues this Mengpo clan has accumulated to meet such a peerless god.

"Okay," Houtu nodded slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist, take out the ice palace."

Su Che stretched out his palm, and he took out a frozen hall, which contained the Truth Listening Beast, and many underworld agents, all of whom were former Sanqi's subordinates.

In desperation that day, Su Che could only use the power of ice to completely freeze the hall.

It is helpless to freeze them too.

Su Che's eyes fell on one of the beautiful figures, and a trace of apology flashed in his eyes.

If he hadn't provoked Sanqi, it would have been Chen Shi's attack.

There will be people blocking it.

Hou Tu's eyes narrowed slightly, and thousands of trends converged in his hands, and a drop of blood was condensed by it, falling into his palm.

Forcibly extracting the essence and blood of the ancestor witch in the body made Houtu's face pale.

That drop of blood was wrapped in the back soil, and contained thousands of divine powers.

Such terrifying blood, no one has ever seen before

An incomparably terrifying phantom appeared between the heaven and the earth, holding a huge axe, breaking through the chaos.

"witch!"

"witch!"

Ancestor Minghe is the master of the sea of ​​blood for hundreds of millions of miles, and he can be said to be an ancestor who plays with blood. Seeing this scene, he also felt horrified in his heart.

"Is this the blood essence of the ancestral witch? Since the extinction of the witch clan, I am afraid that in the whole world, only Houtu can take it out."

Patriarch Minghe felt emotional, and had a plan to do some research.

In the past, the Great God Pan Gu opened up the world, and with infinite power, he created the Great Desolate Continent.

The Wu Clan was transformed by the blood of Pangu's flesh and blood, and once born, he controlled the earth, which was extremely terrifying.

An ancestor witch is a terrifying quasi-sage in the world.

Not to mention, there are twelve of them with such strength!

Su Che's eyes twitched slightly. He had spent five years of hard work and finally had a result today.

The entire hall was unsealed by Su Che and returned to its original state.

With his supreme mana, he forcibly suspended it above the sea of ​​blood.

The blood essence of the ancestral witch condensed by Houtu turned into a blood-red light, which went straight into the ice palace and landed between the frozen three-seven eyebrows.

The Listening Truth Beast and other errands were all unfrozen by Su Che.

Only Sanqi showed no sign of waking up.

waited a long time,

"Why aren't you awake?" Su Che looked at Houtu and asked.

The tone was calm, but Houtu could hear the faint coldness in it.

"The blood essence of the ancestral witch can only heal three or seven wounds, and six more reincarnations are needed to bring his true spirit back."