Great Antiquity: Opening Projection Saint Talent

These should be the true spirits wandering in the heavens and the earth that Houtu said.

If it wasn't for Jiang Wuchen's innate magical powers like the Eye of Destruction, he wouldn't be able to see it at all.

But even if I see it now, I can't hear those screams and beggings like Houtu.

Only the back soil can see it!

"Sure enough, the creation of reincarnation is determined by heaven.

Jiang Wuchen dissipated his delusional eyes and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Chapter 121: Mercy of the Houtu, Reincarnation Heaven and Earth in Your Hand!

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Great reincarnation, infinite merit.

But reincarnation is not something that anyone can create.

Just like the creation of man, only Nuwa, who is in charge of the law of creation, can do it.

The soil is an adult, creating all things.

Reincarnation is the same.

Only the ancestor of the earth, Wu Houtu, who is in charge of the laws of the earth, can do it.

The most important thing is that the reincarnation of post-earth transformation, even if it gives life to all living beings, it will also give the witch clan a lifeline.

The luck of the witch clan had already exhausted their luck in the battle of the Lichs, killing countless people.

When luck dies, the witch clan is also finished.

After the reincarnation of the earth, he obtained countless merits, in exchange for a chance of life for the Wu clan.

Otherwise, I am afraid that the witch clan will completely perish in the catastrophe of the Lich.

"Boom!"

In the endless heaven and earth around the back soil, the laws of the earth roared, and the endless spiritual essence evolved, and the qi mechanism was extremely mysterious.

In Hou Tu's eyes, the whole world is different.

It was no longer a haunting fairy, but a gloom.

There is no living being, only the endless real souls are wandering and screaming, and the sound of lamentation is constant.

These true spirit wandering souls are countless creatures that have fallen since the opening of the sky.

Their true spirits have no destination, wandering between heaven and earth, extremely lonely.

There are also some creatures who wandered into the sea of ​​blood in the netherworld, and were finally suppressed by the ancestors of Ming He and refined them.

When some living beings fall, they die directly, and even the true spirits have no chance to wander in the world.

"Nice pupils. I don't want to wander!"

"Eternal years, endless, never ending!"

Countless screams resounded.

These voices were not heard.

Only the back soil can feel it.

Under this sad atmosphere, Houtu was moved, felt pity in his heart, and felt that his grief came from his heart.

Hou Tu slowly opened his eyes, the mist in his eyes was dense, and two lines of clear tears flowed down.

"I pity their pain."

"But what can I do?"

Hou Tu let out a sigh, she had no way to help these true spirits wandering in the world.

"Go to the netherworld of blood."

Jiang Wuchen said suddenly.

"Sea of ​​Nether Blood?"

Hearing this, Hou Tu couldn't help but stunned for a moment and said softly.

290* Yes, go to the netherworld of blood, you may be able to find the answer. "

Jiang Wuchen nodded and said slowly.

"it is good!"

Hearing this, Hou Tu was also moved.

Jiang Wuchen's words made her mind flash.

Maybe you can find the answer by going to the sea of ​​blood in the netherworld.

Then Jiang Wuchen and Hou Tu walked on the earth, crossed the endless mountains and rivers, and headed towards the sea of ​​blood.

In the sea of ​​blood.