Fengshen: I, Xiao Sheng, swear to kill Taoist Ran Deng!

Chapter 137 Huangquan Road Ghost Gate Gate Wangxiang Tai Da Witch Xingtian!

Different from the puzzlement of Tongtian Cult Leader, in the Western region, Zhunti and Jieyin sensed the movement in the underworld, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.

When Hou Tu was alive, they would never dare to invade the underworld.

However, now that Hou Tu has awakened early, his lifespan will definitely be greatly shortened. I am afraid that it will not be long before he will be completely destroyed, and by then, it will be the time for them to enter the underworld in large numbers.

In the underworld, there are countless merits and virtues at all times, and occupying the key fruition positions in the underworld will be of endless benefit to Western religions.

"I don't know why Hou Tu woke up, but this move is really stupid. If he wakes up now, in less than 500 years, his soul will be completely wiped out by the six paths of reincarnation." Jie Yin's always sad face revealed a smile.

"When Hou Tu falls, it will be the time when we enter the underworld. At that time, all the merits in the underworld will belong to us." A glimmer of light flashed in Zhunti's eyes.

On the other side, in the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain, Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes also penetrated the void, looking in the direction of the underworld, and then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Sure enough, the Wu clan has no spirit and only has a physical body. They are all stupid people. They have managed to survive so far, but they have to wake up early and risk their own lives. It is extremely ridiculous."

Yuanshi Tianzun is the most arrogant among the Three Pure Ones. He thinks very highly of himself. He thinks that he is the incarnation of Pangu Yuanshen and that he is the authentic Pangu sect. He has always looked down on the Wu clan.

But when the Wu Clan was powerful, the terror was boundless. Even though Yuanshi Tianzun had attained enlightenment and became a saint at that time, he was still a little afraid of the Twelve Capitals of the Wu Clan.

This contradictory state made Yuanshi Tianzun unhappy for a long time.

At this moment, seeing that Hou Tudu, the last ancestral witch among the twelve ancestral witches, was about to die, he felt relieved, and the depression he had accumulated in the past was emptied out.

In Shouyang Mountain, the ancestral land of the human race, Laozi Taiqing was detached and indifferent, his expression was neither sad nor happy, as if he had turned into a road without emotion.

He glanced indifferently in the direction of the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood, then withdrew his gaze, muttering to himself: "Death is a foregone conclusion, what's the point of struggling?"

"However, it is a pity. Now that I am the leader of the human religion, I enjoy the destiny of the human race, but it is difficult to separate the destiny of the underworld. I can only guide and guide it cheaply."

Having said that, I closed my eyes and began to practice again to understand the great path.

33 days away, in the Wa Palace, Nuwa also opened her eyes, looked towards the underworld, and couldn't help but sigh, "The last ancestral witch is about to fall."

At first, she had a good relationship with Xuan Ming and Hou Tu among the ancestral witches. Unfortunately, the Lich Tribulation broke out, Hou Tu reincarnated, and the witch clan also perished.

By now, even Houtu Yuanshen has been completely wiped out.

"How many great and powerful creatures have been extinguished in each great catastrophe?" Nuwa sighed softly. Even though she had attained enlightenment and become a saint, she was transcendent and immortal, but she still had endless feelings in her heart.

……

Suddenly, as Hou Tu woke up, the whole wilderness was turbulent, countless creatures were shaken, and the evil spirit in the calamity seemed to be stronger.

Few living beings are optimistic about Hou Tu, thinking that waking up early will only waste their lives in vain, and will lead to their demise early.

Some creatures were already excited and eager to try, and began to secretly plan how to get a share of the underworld after Houtu fell.

……

On the other side, Xiao Sheng came to the depths of the underworld and suddenly saw a winding path in front of him, extending forward to a huge city gate.

The city gate is majestic and boundless, extending to both sides to the end of the field of vision. At the same time, it towers into the clouds, as if it wants to cut off a whole world, giving people a huge shock.

And behind the city gate, you can vaguely see that at the end of the sky, there seems to be a high platform, entangled with wisps of mist, surrendering in the void. "Huangquan Road, Guimen Pass, Wangxiang Terrace."

Xiao Sheng recognized the existence in these legends at once. The creatures in the prehistoric world came here, passed through the Huangquan Road, entered the gate of hell, and finally looked at the Wangxiang Terrace. After taking one last look at the human world, they could only enter reincarnation and start reincarnation.

With just one look at these monstrous things, one's soul seems to be trembling, and there is a kind of fear coming from the bottom of the heart, which is the fear of death.

The underworld is the place where the dead go. Once they pass away, all the memories of their past lives are washed away. After rebirth, only a few can break through the mystery of the womb and awaken the memories of their past lives. The rest are equivalent to a complete rebirth, which represents the person they once were. The living beings completely perished.

"Every soul reincarnates in these six reincarnations. Aren't other higher-level creatures also reincarnating in that larger world?" Xiao Sheng sighed in his heart.

Unless one attains enlightenment and becomes a saint, no matter how strong his cultivation is, even if he reaches the level of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he will not be able to escape the calamity and will fall sadly and turn into dust under the general trend of heaven.

Boom!

Suddenly, at this moment, the ground shook, and at the end of the horizon, in the direction of the Ghost Gate, a huge figure walked towards here.

This figure was too tall and huge, with muscles all over his body, exuding a terrifying coercion that would make Daluo Jinxian tremble in fear.

He took one step forward and covered millions of feet. In a few steps, he was in front of Xiao Sheng.

As we got closer, we could see more clearly that this figure had no head, with its eyes as its eyes and its belly button as its mouth.

His whole body was surrounded by endless turbidity and evil spirits, and his eyes were blood red, filled with an extremely ferocious aura, as if he was an irrational ferocious beast.

"This aura...is that of a great witch!"

Xiao Sheng was shocked in his heart. Although he had never seen a great witch, the majestic power of energy and blood exuded from this body was probably not matched by any race in the entire prehistoric era.

There is no other explanation except the great witch.

Unexpectedly, there is a great witch in this underworld!
But if you think about it carefully, it's normal. After all, this underworld is still Hou Tu's territory, and it's normal to shelter some witch clans.

"It has no head, its breasts are eyes, and its navel is its mouth. Thinking about it, this great witch should be the legendary invincible god of war - Xing Tian."

Xiao Sheng looked calm.

Xing Tian is undoubtedly one of the most famous and powerful men in this ancient world. He is known as the strongest God of War under the twelve ancestral witches of the Wu Clan!
During the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors period, the Yellow Emperor fought against Chi You. Heavenly Court Haotian sent the Nine Heavens Xuannv to come down to earth for support, and finally helped the Yellow Emperor defeat Chi You.

Xingtian was dissatisfied with Tiandi's favor, so he went to Heaven alone to kill him!

Although it is said that Haotian is powerful and has reached the quasi-sage realm, there is still a battle between Zhou Tian and Xing Tian in the heaven. After a battle, Xing Tian was defeated, his head was cut off, and he was buried in Changyang Mountain.

But after that, Xingtian did not give in. He used his breasts as his eyes, his navel as his mouth, and danced with his limbs. Later generations praised him in poems. Xingtian danced with his limbs, and his strong ambition was always there!
This story has become a legend and will be passed down forever in the wild.

Xiao Sheng did not expect that he would be able to see this truly legendary existence when he entered the place at this moment.

"Roar!"

However, at this moment, Xingtian let out a roar that shook the sky, causing the hell gate to vibrate, and the evil energy surged to the sky.

"The breath of the living...those who invade the underworld...die!"

Xing Tian seemed to be in a state of confusion, roaring in anger, then suddenly took a step forward, and actually went straight towards Xiao Sheng to kill him!
(End of this chapter)