Great Antiquity: Opening Projection Saint Talent

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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.

"Good 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. w" 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.

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

Jiang Wuchen nodded and said slowly.

"Good! m

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.

Afterwards, Jiang Wuchen and Houtu walked on the earth, crossing the endless mountains and rivers, and heading towards the sea of ​​blood in the nether world.

go with.

In the sea of ​​blood.

Ancestor Ming He was comprehending and practicing when he suddenly opened his eyes.

"There is power coming?!"

Ming He instantly appeared above the sea of ​​blood, and saw Jiang Wuchen and Hou Tu walking out of the void.

"It turned out to be Wuchen Jianzun and Houtu Taoist friends!"

Seeing that it was Jiang Wuchen, the hostility in Ming He's eyes dissipated, revealing a smile.

It's just that he looked at the back soil with a bit of doubt.

The Nether Sea of ​​Blood has always had nothing to do with the Lich clan.

The arrival of Houtu made him a little puzzled.

"Daoist Minghe, I'm here to find an opportunity."

Jiang Wuchen looked at the ancestor Ming He and said with a smile.

"Jianzun Wuchen is joking." "This seat was born in this sea of ​​blood, and even the sea of ​​blood has been refined, how could there be a chance for you."

Ming He smiled and shook his head, and said casually.

"That's impossible to say."

Jiang Wuchen suddenly revealed a playful smile and explained.

"Daoist Minghe, you have a unique energy under the sea of ​​blood!"

Hou Tu, however, was staring at the sea of ​​blood in the nether world, and said in a deep voice.

Coming to this sea of ​​blood, Houtu felt a unique energy, as if he was summoning himself.

"Um?"

Styx's heart was suddenly shocked, and his spiritual sense covered the entire sea of ​​blood in the netherworld, searching frantically, but there was nothing.

Find.

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, you don't mean anything like this."

Ancestor Ming He frowned slightly and said involuntarily.

"Yes or no, just go down and find out."

Jiang Wuchen smiled lightly, looked at Old Ancestor Ming He and said, "Daoist Fellow Ming He, you shouldn't mind, right?" "Since you said there is, then go take a look."

A gleam of light flashed in Styx's eyes, and his heart had begun to become active (cd af).

I have a chance in the sea of ​​​​blood, and as the master of the sea of ​​​​blood, how would you not know?" Many thanks to fellow Daoist Ming He for giving way!"