The heavens begin with thieves

Chapter 330 Nine back soil, six reincarnations
Three Tribulations Jihad.

The battle between Styx and the two Western Saints completely shattered the prehistoric world.

The west is already divided, and the sea is flooding the earth.

Right now, the three of them fought against each other, the sky fell and the earth shattered, and the avenue roared.

The prehistoric aura instantly rose to a higher level, implicating countless innocent races and dying one after another.

Styx is okay, he was originally practicing killing.

The more you kill, the stronger the way, although it is not a magic way.

However, it is more fierce than magic!

Jieyin and Zhunti practiced Buddhism and created Xitian Lingshan.

Most of the cause and effect of the current battle is because of the two of them.

Although saints do not account for cause and effect, calamity is not included in this list.

The jihad started, but the aftermath of the war killed a lot of creatures.

More importantly, the catastrophe brought about by the jihad made many creatures of the prehistoric race who could persist were directly bewildered by the catastrophe.

Joining the war one after another, the quasi-sage couldn't extricate himself, and the sub-sage also began to be affected.

The sub-sage who hides in the worlds of chaos will also be affected by the calamity if he is not careful.

The universe in the chaos was originally created by relying on the prehistoric world. Therefore, when the catastrophe reaches a certain level, it will also spread to these worlds.

Under the catastrophe, there is no place that is free from death.

Only Qi Zu's small 36 heavens are still peaceful now, because he did not accept the prehistoric race.

Only the Qilin clan is in it, and with him sitting in the clan, there will be riots if there is no existence.

Therefore, in this catastrophe, he became the final victor.

……

In a short period of time, ten thousand years have passed. In the battle of the Wu Clan, more than [-] quasi-sages were taken down, and the price was the death of extravagant corpses.

Of the twelve ancestor witches, there are only eleven left.

Therefore, Dijiang needs to train an ancestor witch as soon as possible in his next plan.

The one with the most potential, Xing Tian!
Within the witch clan, although Xing Tian is still the title of great witch.

However, its strength has already reached the level of quasi-sage. Although it is not as good as Shebishi at present, the trump card of the witch clan, the Twelve Ancestral Witch Formation, can also be reorganized now.

Even if there are more than [-] quasi-sages and one sub-sage, the Wu clan will not be afraid!
Back then, that sub-sage came from Xitian. Although he was not beheaded, his foundation was also injured. In this life, he can only nest in the Lingshan Mountain.

Otherwise, Taoism is difficult to treasure, and it can only be regarded as the foundation of Lingshan in the future.

…………

In the ancestral witch hall, the eleven ancestral witches looked at Xing Tian solemnly.

"Xing Tian, ​​if you can't hold on to the blood pool this time, you must come out, otherwise you will die!"

Di Jiang's face was serious, and Xing Tian could be said to be the most powerful young generation of the Wu Clan. With his powerful fighting power and his warlike character, he was deeply loved by the Wu Clan.

However, in this blood pool, the blood essence of the twelve ancestor witches, plus the blood essence of Pan Gu in the blood pool were fused.

The terrifying power, ignoring any Taoism and magic power, can only rely on the physical body to resist, unable to bear it, it turns into a pool of blood, merges into the blood pool, and biochemically new witches.

After the resistance is over, the physical body has gone one step further, born domineering, with monstrous fighting power.

He will definitely step into the ranks of Zu Wu.

Xing Tian looked excited: "Don't worry Zu Wu, Xing Tian will definitely live up to everyone's expectations!"

Take a deep breath.

puff.

Jumping directly into the blood pool, bursts of blood bubbles popped out of the blood pool in an instant, and gradually turned into calm.

"Brother, I don't know if it will work. If it doesn't work, our Wu Clan will lose another general."

Zhu Jiuyin was a little bit worried, although the Wu Clan's voice was booming at the moment.

However, in the face of a saint, without a trump card to contend, he is an ant after all.

Therefore, this is the risk of letting Xing Tian enter it.

After all, the formation of the Twelve Capitals is a formation that can counter the saint.

Di Jiang still felt helpless: "I hope Xing Tian can listen to our words, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

"You guys, be honest with me during this time."

"Look at the flesh and materials left over from the last war, which is completely enough for one or two members of my witch clan to practice."

"Don't make trouble anymore."

Zhu Rong and Gonggong understood that this was referring to the two of them.

Immediately nodded: "Brother, don't worry, we know what to do."

"Well, it's good to have a count, don't make small moves behind my back."

"The current prehistoric situation is chaotic, and the saints are fighting. It is difficult for us to save it. It is best not to participate."

Under such circumstances, it is indeed extraordinary that Di Jiang can maintain such a mind.

"Okay, you all have your own tribes, I'm here to watch."

After finishing speaking, the other ten great ancestor witches left one after another.

And Houtu, after returning to his tribe, felt a little helpless in his heart.

She is not like the rest of the ancestral witches, she doesn't like to fight, and she can clearly feel that the catastrophe in the world is extremely terrifying.

A little carelessness, the witch clan will fall into a place of eternal doom.

What the eldest brother said is indeed good, but how many people can really listen to it?

As the youngest of the ancestral witches, Hou Tu naturally had a lot of worries in his heart.

In addition, she still has the existence of Yuanshen.

This is an outlier among the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Feeling helpless in his heart, Houtu watched the people in the tribe practice their cultivation in full swing.

Yaoyao sighed: "How long will this catastrophe be over?"

Looking at the sky, Houtu was very curious, why the teacher didn't stop the catastrophe, countless battles, the prehistoric land was torn apart.

The tragic death of living beings, boundless calamity, evil spirit, and resentment abound.

There are countless ghosts and monsters formed, and Hou Tu always feels extremely sad in his heart when he sees them.

When the thoughts come here, I can't help but feel a little sad.

Then he left the tribe and walked down Buzhou Mountain.

She was restless, so she could only go out for a walk.

Not a few weeks away, if you step on a place at random, you can see that the ground veins are broken, the rivers are cut off, countless mountains have collapsed, and the condensed Yin Qi and resentment have spawned a large number of ghosts.

There are white bones everywhere, exuding aura, indicating that the dead person is an extraordinary person.

In the eyes of Houtu, this boundless scene of purgatory is like a piece of hell, even for gods.

Why bother those who stand at the bottom.

Walking all the way, looking at the bones everywhere, and the ubiquitous battles, Hou Tu felt sad.

Could not help but shed tears.

"It turns out that tears are salty and bitter..."

In this way, Houtu walked all the way, seeing the weak race resist, he set out to help it.

When encountering quasi-holy wars and sub-holy wars, they stay far away.

Those bone-covered places were also covered with soil and buried.

One year, ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years...

Houtu was the same as before, she didn't know why she did this, but since she did it, she didn't regret it.

Until, on this day, she looked at the boundless sea of ​​blood, and at this moment the waves of blood surged.

Accompanied by countless souls crying and roaring.

"Who will save us..."

"It hurts!"

"Blood, it's all blood!!!"

"Kill me, ah!!!"

In the sea of ​​blood full of evil spirits, there are countless souls and remnants of them.

Bound by the particularity of the sea of ​​blood, and consumed by murderous aura in it.

And there are countless remnant souls and ghosts in the sky unconsciously heading towards the sea of ​​blood.

It's like being guided.

Hou Tu was stunned, watching this scene, suddenly throbbed in his heart.

This feeling is something she has never had before!

The crying, laughing, clamoring, and painful screaming of the remnant soul, these countless voices seemed to explode in her ears.

Cry within her soul.

She vaguely understood something.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and he looked towards the sky.

"Teacher, is this my willingness to possess the primordial spirit as the ancestor witch of the Wu clan?"

Houtu realized.

With a wry smile, she glanced at Buzhou with nostalgia, that was her family land, her hometown.

There are her relatives and friends, as well as his clan.

Most importantly, there is her nostalgia there.

"Brothers, Sister Xuanming, I'm sorry..."

"People of the Wu clan, I'm sorry..."

Standing for a moment, she resolutely looked up at the sky.

"My queen, wandering through the prehistoric world, saw countless souls die tragically, with no way to save themselves, the gathering of wronged souls, causing disasters and prehistoric prehistoric lands."

"Today, I am enlightened in the sea of ​​blood, and I am willing to transform into the six realms of reincarnation to save the common people!"

"Underworld, open!"

With Hou Tu's loud shout, the heavenly way sounded instantly, the three thousand avenues roared, and rays of light fell on the prehistoric world.

It seems that a ray of hope has been added to this prehistoric situation.

With a bang, it exploded in the hearts of countless creatures in the wild.

In an instant, a huge world was born from another dimension of the prehistoric world.

The world is as big as the prehistoric world, and at the same time, the underworld seems to stretch out tentacles.

Like a thread, it involves many chaotic worlds, and downwards, it connects the three thousand dimensional universe.

Underworld, come out!

At this moment, Houtu's body suddenly disappeared.

Instantly integrated into the entire underworld.

The primordial spirit also completely entered the underworld and turned into Empress Pingxin.

"Since then, in the prehistoric world, there is no descendant, only the peace of the underworld!"

"Book of Life and Death, Judge's Pen, come out!"

In the depths of the underworld, two terrifying beams rushed out of Xiaohan, reflecting the flood.

"Six Paths of Reincarnation, come out!"

A huge roulette, six black holes, each black hole has a different breath, and the meaning it represents is also different.

"The gate of hell, come out!"

"Huangquan River, show me!"

"Naihe Bridge, now!"

With a cry, in the underworld, all kinds of artifacts appeared, slowly connecting together.

"Eighteen layers of hell, success!"

……

The moment all the facilities in the underworld appeared, in the sea of ​​blood, countless ghosts rushed towards the gate of hell.

As soon as he entered the underworld, the pain on his body disappeared instantly.

He shouted loudly: "Thank you, Empress Pingxin!"

Later, he became a saint in reincarnation.

However, within the Wu Clan, Di Jiang looked up to the sky and shouted, "Sister Houtu!"

The situation changed suddenly.

Afterwards, the witch clan brought a large number of elites and many old, weak, sick and disabled, all into the underworld.

The earth is no more, but peace is alive.

Love is there, so is the Wu Clan.

For a time, the witch clan began to hold countless official positions in the underworld, such as judges, ghost messengers, and impermanence, but the king of Hades had no one.

Because, the fate of the King of Hades, the top ten ghost generals, and the four judges are all based on fate.

It is for innate creatures.

There are also the five ghost emperors, etc., who are all waiting for the underworld to be conceived.

At the moment when Houtu became Taoist, at the moment when the underworld was revolving, the heavenly way gave merit, and the atmosphere of the underworld changed.

The first batch of remnants of ghosts who entered the gate of ghosts turned into haunting ghosts, and the chains in their hands became standard magic weapons.

Afterwards, several saints were welcomed in the underworld.

Zulong, Minghe, Nuwa, Zhenyuanzi, Zhunti.

…………

Underworld, in the hall of Empress Pingxin.

The six saints are seated equally.

Empress Pingxin said lightly: "You all come here, but for the sake of the six realms of reincarnation?"

Zu Long smiled and said: "What fellow Taoist said is correct, this seat only represents the three clans, and it is for the animal way."

"What is a beast?"

"Pigs, dogs, cows, horses, birds, fish and poultry are animals. Among our three clans, the dragon clan is the leader of the scales, the phoenix clan is the leader of the birds, and the unicorn is the leader of the beasts. This way should be controlled by our three clans."

Empress Pingxin just said lightly: "Where are you?"

Minghe said: "I created the Shura family, which is related to the six realms. I was born with the destiny, and I should control the Shura realm!"

Nuwa: "I opened the human race, and I control the human nature."

Zhen Yuanzi: "The authenticity is up to me."

Zhunti: "I am a heavenly man, and I should control the reincarnation of heaven."

"Hehe, Zhunti, the old man really died from laughing, you shameless person, how dare the heavens deceive you?"

Styx sneered, watching Zhunti become more and more unkind.

"Hmph, Styx, you evil heretics, when the ancestor of the demon was destroyed, you must be careful that the teacher will punish you."

"He, Rahu, practiced the way of demons, and Lao Tzu was a murderer, so how can they be generalized?"

The two argued, while the rest remained silent.

Finally, Empress Pingxin interrupted the quarrel.

"Don't argue, these fellow Taoists are all here for the six realms of reincarnation."

"I have already learned that the six realms of reincarnation are the conformity of the heavens. If you want to control it, it is absolutely impossible."

"It's me, it's hard to control."

"but!"

"As several fellow Taoists have said, the six realms are indeed the destiny of destiny. Although it cannot be controlled, there are gatekeepers."

"Asura Dao, there is indeed. Fellow Daoist Styx can send the Asura Clan to guard Shura Dao."

"The three clans of dragon, phoenix, and kylin are waiting for the animal way."

"Human race, fellow Taoist Nuwa can let the innate human race guard humanity."

"True, fellow Taoist Zhenyuanzi can send someone to guard it."

Saying that, Empress Pingxin also looked at Zhunti, and shook her head helplessly: "Zunti fellow Taoist."

"You don't want to make trouble, the reincarnation of the heavens is the self-control of the heavens, and has nothing to do with you."

"Impossible, I will mention it, make 48 great wishes, you should be the spokesperson for the way of heaven, and this way should be kept."

Seeing Zhunti's shameless appearance, everyone was speechless.

At this moment, a big hand reached directly into the underworld and grabbed Zhunti.

"Don't mess around, the way of heaven reincarnates, and the way of heaven controls it. If you continue to entangle, the way of heaven will shake, and this seat will not be able to protect you."

"Meet the teacher!"

"I've seen fellow Daoist!"

Yes, it was Ye Wuqiu who made the move.

This must be shameless and nonsense, the heavens are obviously about to shake, but it's not easy to make a move, so I can only entrust him.

This can be regarded as what each needs.

Peep the way by yourself, Pangu wants to establish the way.

Zhunti froze immediately, and said in horror: "The disciple is wrong, wrong, the teacher will punish him!"

Ye Wuqiu said lightly: "Peace, I wish I could be in charge of the underworld."

"The people you are waiting for will all leave. The Six Paths of Reincarnation have long been defined. Although it is related to you, don't come here blindly."

"It's you who should be waiting, you should be waiting, it shouldn't be, and naturally it shouldn't be."

"promise!"

After all, Tiandao lowered his eyes and looked at Zhunti, who was so overwhelmed by the huge power that Zhunti fell to the ground directly.

"Zhunti, you messed around and almost caused the wrath of the heavens. I punish you to stay in the west and restore the earth's veins for millions of years."

"Admitted?"

"Recognize, recognize, disciple recognize!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Zhunti breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly thought that the west has become countless fragments, how to repair this leyline?

Huhe said: "Teacher, teacher, the west is broken, how can I fix it?"

"Don't worry, we will see you in 10 years, and you can go back to Lingshan to meditate."

"well!"