Great Primordial, Concept River God, Scoops Up Pangu Ax At The Start

Hongjun stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of him.

Those ferrymen had a strange and gloomy temperament.

Hongjun looked carefully, and the cultivation base of every ferryman was definitely much, much better than his own.

I can't see through the true faces of those ferrymen, let alone their cultivation.

However, even such a powerful ferryman, when they saw Tianhe approaching the river of death, they did not hesitate at all and bowed down one after another.

Hongjun's eyes turned slightly, and his gaze fell on Tianhe.

Although he didn't hear the title of Tianhe Great Way Immortal chanted by the ferrymen, Hongjun also knew at this time that Tianhe was far from being as simple as he thought.

Mythical golden fairy? impossible.

Mythical Golden Immortal of Supreme Unity?

Or is there a higher realm above it?

Across infinite latitudes, Hongjun cannot hear the voice of the ferryman.

Tianhe looked down at the long river of death, waved his hand slightly, and motioned for the ferryman to excuse himself.

"Dare to ask the great Celestial Venerable, on the river of death, what can I do for you?"

A ferryman bowed towards Tianhe and asked.

Tianhe glanced at him and said, "You can just take responsibility on your own."

As he said that, Tianhe scooped up hundreds of millions of souls from the river of death.

If someone else did such an act of breaking the rules of death, he would have been beaten by the ferryman long ago, thrown into the bottom of the long river of death, and he would never be able to show his head forever.

But seeing Tianhe doing this now, these ferrymen lowered their heads one by one, as if they didn't see it.

Holding up the souls of hundreds of millions of creatures, Tianhe looked across infinite latitudes to Hongjun in the Great Primordial universe.

"Young Hongjun, did you lose these billions of souls, or these billions of souls, or these billions of souls?"

Three choices, all the same.

No strengthening, no weakening.

Tianhe uses its own mythical Grand Dao, which is free to give whatever it wants.

However, Hongjun didn't know.

When he first met Tianhe, he had three different choices.

Later, the beasts in Yujing Mountain all had different choices.

At this time, when I saw Tianhe's three choices, but they were all one, I was very moved.

"I respect God for me, and I don't hesitate to do such a cheating act, how should I repay?"

Hongjun's heart was surging like waves.

"What I lost was this billions of souls."

Hongjun pointed at him casually, anyway, it doesn't matter which one he chooses.

Tianhe nodded slightly, and with a backhand push, hundreds of millions of souls were returned from the latitude of death to the latitude of material life, and descended into the Great Primordial universe world again.

Tianhe waved his hand again, and the evil spirit of Jiuyou rose from the ground, turning into a body for the soul to settle in.

In Mt. Xumi, in the eyes of many innate gods, it is Hongjun who recalls these hundreds of millions of souls, and uses the nine evil spirits as his body to carry these hundreds of millions of souls.

"These evil spirits of the Nine Serenity seem to have been taken from us?"

In Mt. Xumi, Houtu looked at the hundreds of millions of resurrected creatures and said in amazement.

Di Jiang also looked solemnly, looking at the hundreds of millions of creatures.

A sense of intimacy arises spontaneously from the same source.

"That's right, it's the evil spirit of the Nine Serenity extracted from us."

"Many of these creatures have the same origin as me, and they can even control part of my supernatural powers."

Di Jiang said in a deep voice.

Tianhe stood on the river of death and glanced at the astonished Di Jiang twelve gods. Opening his mouth slowly, the voice rang in Hongjun's ear.

"Thousands of millions of living beings died because of you, innocent people died because of the Great Primordial catastrophe."

"I went to Jiuyou Pangu to remnant the evil spirit, and cast a body for it, as a new race of Great Primordial."

"The twelve gods of Di Jiang, who received Pangu Opening Heavens Qi Luck, should be the head of this clan and enjoy the blessing of the Great Primordial first-era destiny race."

Hearing Tianhe's voice, Hongjun couldn't help turning his head to look at Di Jiang and the others, and nodded slightly.

"The rest of the matter is up to you to deal with."

The voice of Tianhe is still lingering in Hongjun's ears, and the projection of the long river of death in the void has disappeared.

Hongjun heaved a long sigh of relief as he looked at the resurgent billions of creatures.

"Di Jiang, Ju Mang, Zhu Rong, Ru Shou, Gong Gong, Xuan Ming, Houtu, Qiang Liang, Zhu Jiuyin, Tian Wu, Xi Zi, where is Shē Bishi?"

Hongjun looked towards Mt. Xumi and asked.

Di Jiang and the twelve gods looked at each other, and they flew up together and came to Hongjun.

"I'm waiting."

Hongjun glanced at them, and slowly said: "The Pangu Great God Opening Heavens opened up the ground, and the filthy qi of the flesh body turned into the nine evil spirits of the underground."

"You have Pangu Qi Luck, born from the turbid air of Pangu's body."

"Today, I use the evil spirit of the Nine Nethers as my body to carry the hundreds of millions of living beings who died under Rahu's self-destruct."

"From then on, these hundreds of millions of living beings are my new race in the Great Primordial universe, and you are the leader."

"The family name is Wu, and you are Witch Clan Twelve Ancestral Witch."

"From then on, each led the Witch Clan of the same origin as themselves, and settled on the land of Great Primordial."

Hongjun's loud and clear voice spread throughout every corner of the Great Primordial universe.

Twelve Ancestral Witch looked overjoyed and thanked Hongjun together.

Now that the three clans do not exist, the Hongjun Good Fortune Witch Clan still lives in the land of Great Primordial by name.

Although it is not stated explicitly, the subconscious mind has already expressed it clearly.

From now on, the Witch Clan is the destiny race of the Great Primordial.