This Huanglong is a bit stable

Chapter 44

sea ​​of ​​blood.

The majestic aura exuded by the Houtu Ancestral Witch made Huang Long feel a little hairy, and his eyes were gazing, and he did not hide the desire in his heart.

Transcend heaven and earth, save lives and heal the wounded, save souls.
All kinds of divine thoughts interweave into grids in the void.

"Huang Long, you are sure of what you said."

The Houtu ancestor witch is not afraid of death, but only afraid of his own death, but he can't gather the ancestor spirit of the ancestor witch, and have an account of the prehistoric beings, Pan Gu opened up the world.

Incarnate everything?

She thought that her cultivation was still not as good as Pangu's father.

She Bishi with a sinister personality and Zhu Jiuyin who escaped into the long river of time to heal his wounds slowly emerged from the void, which made Huang Long a little frightened, and at the same time felt their enthusiasm.

"Isn't success in the Queen of Earth's whim?" Huang Long is familiar with the history of the prehistoric era, and after the construction of the land, he was named the Emperor of Earth.

It is God's will.

Unless there is a change in the world, such an important matter is cutting corners.

Otherwise, nine times out of ten it is true.

Huanglong also succeeded in betting on Empress Dowager. Anyway, he has Yuanshi Tianzun backing him. If he fails, he will run away immediately. As long as he reaches Kunlun Mountain, he will be backed by Yuanshi Tianzun.

Who dares to move him three points.

He is a golden immortal who has lived to the age of conferred gods, so he can't die easily.

snort!
Shebishi looked at Huanglong, who was pretending to be calm, and the mere Daluo god, with the aura of Gonggong on her body, made her a little annoyed. The twelve ancestor witches, there are only three of them left today.

It was somewhat miserable.

If it hadn't been for Houtu's voice transmission to tell them that they have found a way for the Wu clan to continue to exist, and that they can revive Gonggong and other ancestor witches, she would not have taken the risk to appear in the sea of ​​blood.

Enemy all over the world.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the current situation of the Wu Clan. The Wu Clan controls the land, and I don’t know how many powerful cakes have been moved. Now it is time to return it, especially when they are still working under the nose of a group of powerful people.

Even Di Jun wanted to call up the old department before, and exchange three with the Wu Clan to the limit, and completely wipe out the Wu Clan.

A cold hum.

Above the sea of ​​blood, a young and charming old Taoist emerged, stepping on the twelve-grade fire red lotus, holding Yuantu and Abi in both hands.

Killing intent.

Damn!

Why did the three ancestral witches appear in the sea of ​​blood? If it was a single person fighting alone, Styx might suppress the ancestral witches, but there were three at once, each with the strength of the ancestral witches.

Almost equal to him.

It was also the first time he encountered such a situation.

"Fellow Taoist Houtu, why did you come to the sea of ​​blood without saying a word?" Patriarch Minghe looked at the three of them cautiously. As for Huanglong, he was just a monk who had just stepped into the Daluo realm.

He hasn't paid attention to it yet.

"Take advantage of Daoyou Baodi to find out, and I hope fellow Daoist Minghe will not blame you." Houtu Niangniang first saluted and then fought, but the strong evil spirit that erupted made Huang Long startled.

Quickly set up the Qingyun Golden Lantern.Holding the Wuji Xinghuang flag in his hand, he is ready to flee thousands of miles.

Patriarch Styx was also unlucky.

Learning from Nuwa to create human beings, learning from Sanqing to establish great teachings, creating the Asura clan, and establishing the Asura religion, but only a little bit of merit is obtained, which is far worse than the merit of becoming a saint.

The mentality is a little broken.

Huang Long looked at Patriarch Minghe, feeling a little sentimental. In order to become holy, he joined Patriarch Kunpeng to slaughter Hongyun No.1, but the bamboo basket fetched water in vain.

"Borrower."

Styx laughed angrily.

"I was born with Xuehai, and I practiced diligently, but I have never offended your witch clan. Is it too much to ask me to move today?"

The evil spirit is all over the sky.

The face of the ancestor witch of Hou Tu changed, and there was a gesture of toasting and not eating fine wine, staring at Minghe, Zhu Jiuyin and Shebishi roared, condensing evil spirits, and walked towards Minghe.

Three on one!

There is hardly any suspense.

Patriarch Styx stared at the approaching Zu Wu in horror, showing dissatisfaction.

"Too deceiving."

Yuantu and Abi in their hands let out bursts of sword cries.

Huanglong saw the fear flowing in the eyes of Minghe Daozu, and hurriedly took the initiative to step into the sea of ​​blood.

3 minutes to go!
Huanglong was on the periphery, and said calmly: "Don't panic, Patriarch Minghe, Empress Houtu didn't want to occupy your blood sea, but wanted to find something. You also know that the ancestor witch has fallen. Empress is a big blow."

Well prehistoric.

Isn't it just talking about civilization and establishing a new style, everyone sat together in a friendly manner, eating melons and fruits, chatting, and let the ancestor witches of Houtu enter the sea of ​​​​blood to see if there is any spirit of the ancestor witches.

If there is a disagreement, do it!

Sure enough, Zu Wu is a reckless man, except for Empress Houtu, who just doesn't bother to use her brain on weekdays. After all, there are few people who are stronger than him.

"real."

Patriarch Styx put away Yuantu and Abi cautiously, and stood on the Karma Red Lotus. He didn't want to leave the sea of ​​blood in disgrace. If word spread, his reputation of Styx would be ruined.

Styx ran away, no one wanted home.
The jingle comes as soon as you open your mouth. As a member of the sacred, everyone still wants to save face.

"More real than real gold."

The golden lantern of celebrating clouds on Huanglong's head is the signboard of Yuanshi Tianzun when he travels outside.

Smile frankly.

"Since you are willing to enter the sea of ​​blood, then you go in and look for it." Patriarch Minghe secretly said, Huanglong is really cunning, Gonggong hit Buzhou Mountain with his head, and Yuanling shattered.

Incarnate in the Yellow River, it is impossible for Yuan Ling to float across the ocean to his blood sea.

Floating on the sea of ​​blood is the muddle-headed primordial spirit, how can there be any ancestral witch primordial spirit.

soul?

Witches have souls.

Houtu didn't do anything, but looked calmly at Styx.

"Thank you, fellow daoist, for completeness."

The ancestor witch of Hou Tu slowly condensed Pangu's real body, with Zhu Jiuyin and Shebi corpse behind him, staring at Styx, not letting him act rashly.

Huanglong has never seen the real Pangu Kaitian, but looking at the real body of Houtu Zuwu, he still showed a frightened look, and he absorbed Gonggong's divine power.

It can only reach three thousand feet.

The gap is too big.

I'm afraid I can't catch a round.

"Pangu Ax, now!"

With a loud shout, a phantom of a Pangu ax appeared in the hands of the Houtu Ancestral Witch, and he slashed towards the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

A series of sharp ax lights.

It's like Pangu opened the sky.

Huanglong hid behind Zhu Jiuyin to block the light of Pan Gu's ax blade.

The sea of ​​blood rolled.

Ming He could not wait to draw his sword and chop several people to death immediately. He sat down on the twelfth-grade fire red lotus and tried his best to hold the sea of ​​blood, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

Click
In an instant, the space collapsed, a huge hole was exposed, a sea of ​​blood poured in, the saint who disappeared into the void, and the great supernatural being who paid close attention to the ancestor witch of Houtu.

They all showed shocked expressions.

A world that has not been evolved appears in front of everyone.

"Underworld, now!"

"Six paths of reincarnation, success."

Say it.

The real body of the ancestral witch in Houtu instantly turned into a Buzhou mountain, piercing the heavens and the earth, just like the original Pangu, and bounding the Netherworld. This is a big world of the heavens.

Comparable to the prehistoric.

It is equivalent to the two sides of the prehistoric one.

(End of this chapter)