Prehistoric: When a good old man awakens to the evil system

When the remaining eleven ancestral witches heard Hou Tu's words, their expressions changed drastically. They realized something was wrong. Could it be that Hou Tu wanted to be like Nuwa and not come out in the thirty-third heaven? Or should I say, to be like Father God Pangu...

Xuanming Ancestral Witch, who is also a woman, shouted: "Houtu, don't scare me!"

Hou Tu reluctantly glanced at the brothers who had been with him for many years, and said loudly: "I am the Hou Tu of the Wu Clan. Since I was born, I have often traveled to the ancient times and witnessed the great achievements of my father. Recently, I discovered that after death, the souls of the creatures in the ancient times are gone. There is no one to rely on, and the condensation cannot be dispersed, causing the sea of ​​blood and resentment to surge into the sky.

I have gained enlightenment from the sea of ​​blood today, and I wish to transform my body into reincarnation, and use the power of reincarnation to absorb the filthy atmosphere in the world, and use the power of reincarnation to set up six paths: the asura path, the human path, the evil ghost path, the animal path, the immortal path, and the hell path. The creatures of the clan enter the reincarnation according to their merits during their lifetime. After entering the reincarnation, they use the power of reincarnation to be reborn in the wild world, thus ensuring the immortality of all the souls in the wild world! "

The voice of Hou Tu resounded throughout the ancient land

"Reincarnation, stand!"

As Hou Tu's voice fell, Hou Tu's body gradually turned into starlight and sank into the ground.

A large amount of merit came from heaven and earth, condensed together and then sank into the earth again.

In an instant, a huge palace condensed deep underground. Hou Tu, dressed in black, revealed his true body for the first time under the condensation of merit and sat on the high throne.

Hou Tu was the next person after Zhen Yuanzi who achieved enlightenment without the Hongmeng Purple Qi. All the great masters in the world were paying attention to the situation here, and they probably understood why Zhen Yuanzi stayed behind closed doors in Wuzhuang Temple after he attained enlightenment.

This is a great thing for Honghuang, but for the Wu clan, it means losing the fighting power of an ancestral wizard on the battlefield, and the Twelve Capitals' Tianshensha formation is missing an eye. Even if there are three drops of Hou Tu's essence and blood, how can the newly grown junior compare to Hou Tu.

Di Jun and Taiyi breathed a sigh of relief. It was a good thing for the Demon Clan that the Witch Clan was not allowed to have a saint in charge.

Hou Tu transformed into reincarnation and let the creatures of the primitive world know how to break through. Even if there is no Hongmeng Purple Qi, it is still possible if it can achieve great merit, but it will have to hide from the world like Zhen Yuanzi and Hou Tu.

Hongyun himself was in Wuzhuang Temple, lying on the bed with his back stretched out, holding a ginseng fruit that had been chewed twice. He did not have the image or majesty of a saint at all.

It's good that Zhen Yuanzi is not at home. No one cares about his virtues. You don't have to see his brows that can kill flies, and you don't have to see his face that seems to be trying to teach him anything at any time.

Houtu transformed into reincarnation and earned a lot of merit for the Wu clan. Next, it was time for Gonggong to crash into Buzhou Mountain. Heaven would not let the gap between the two clans' combat power and merit be too great.

If the mountain doesn't fall, the sky will fall, and the human race will definitely suffer another catastrophe. Hongyun immediately made a secret and sent a message to Kong Xuan, asking him to gather the human race together as much as possible to protect the human race.

The gods fight and the little ghosts suffer. These powerful people only know how to eat the weak and the strong. They don't care that the human race is like ants. They can't even bear a sneeze from them.

No wonder the Three Realms will be separated in the future, and we will gradually enter the Age of Ending Dharma. The human race can't stand the magic power of the immortals, and naturally they don't want to let magic power exist in the world anymore as they become stronger.

Gonggong crashed into Mount Buzhou, and Nuwa used colorful stones to mend the sky. It was the will of heaven and could not be reversed. This was all Hongyun could do at this time, save every one he could!