Prehistoric: Across The Country

If she insisted on leaving with peace of mind, Hong Lei would have no choice but to fulfill her duties and suppress her in the underworld.

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry, I know the severity, and I won't interfere with the general trend of the Great Desolation."

Pingxin proved that Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian has seen a corner of the future and knows the tragic fate of the Wu Clan. Even if she wants to interfere, she needs to have strength.

Don't forget that Pingxin reshaped her body with the merits of the Heavenly Dao, which created a huge karma with the Heavenly Dao. If she violated the general trend of the Heavenly Dao, she would definitely be severely punished.

"Since Fellow Daoist understands, the poor Daoist will stop talking!"

As soon as Hong Lei finished speaking, Ping Xin was about to return to the six realms of reincarnation, but spatial fluctuations came from above the sea of ​​blood, as if there was a powerful force coming across time and space.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled slightly, and a door of space cracked open. The burly Di Jiang led the ancestor witches to the sea of ​​blood, exuding a majestic blood evil spirit all over his body.

"Well, Di Jiang, why are you here?"

Seeing Di Jiang and other ancestor witches appearing in the sea of ​​blood, Hong Lei asked aloud.

"Shangxian Hong Lei, I implore you to release Houtu and free her from the control of the underworld. Dijiang is very grateful!"

Dijiang and other ancestral witches originally thought that after the earth transformed into the six realms of reincarnation, she would die and disappear, but she didn't expect that she would prove the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, and her strength improved by leaps and bounds.

The Wu Clan is protected by the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, and they can easily defeat the Wu Clan, but they are imprisoned in the Blood Sea Underworld. How can Di Jiang and other ancestor witches be willing.

They came here to the sea of ​​blood to help Houtu escape from the control of the underworld and return to the witch clan.

"It is the decree of the Taoist ancestor to sit in the six realms of reincarnation with peace of mind. If you want to intercede for her, you can go to Chaos Zixiao Palace. I am powerless to help!"

It is the decree of Taoist ancestors to restrain one's feet and calm one's heart. If anyone dares to defy Honghuang, only the witches who don't respect Hongjun and only respect Pangu dare to risk the world.

"Little sister, you have proved the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. If we deploy the Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons, we will be able to suppress Hong Lei and save you from the sea of ​​suffering!"

As soon as Zhu Rong finished speaking, endless flames burst out from his body, as if he was about to fight.

The Twelve Capitals are composed of twelve ancestral witches of the quasi-sage level, and they can summon the true body of Pan Gu, which can exert the power of a saint.

Pingxin has Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian's late stage cultivation, and if combined with the power of the Twelve Capitals and the Great Formation of Gods and Demons, it is indeed possible to defeat Hong Lei.

It's a pity that Pingxin is no longer the body of the ancestral witch, unable to participate in the formation, let alone go against the general trend of heaven.

"There will be no witches in the future, I am peaceful in this palace, you don't need to worry about it anymore, you should go back earlier!"

Although Pingxin is no longer a witch, she still has a deep bond with the witch clan, and she does not want to see all the ancestor witches working hard for her.

"Brothers, set up a large array of gods and gods in the twelve capitals, and save the little sister from the sea of ​​suffering!"

Dijiang didn't believe that Pingxin was really willing to be suppressed in the underworld, even if there was only a slight possibility, he wanted to save his sister.

In their view, as long as they break through the underworld and defeat Hong Lei, Hou Tian can leave safely.

"Boom!"

The eleven ancestor witches including Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Zhu Rong, Xuan Ming, and Qiang Liang, respectively circulated the power of the laws of the whole body, and arranged a large formation according to the trajectory of the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Demons.

In an instant, thunder hit the ground, the wind smashed the golden gang, and the blood sea gathered in one place, flashing countless patterns, and evolved into a terrifying giant with the sky above its head.

Dao patterns were engraved all over his body, and he held a giant ax tightly in his horned dragon-like arm. His terrifying power impacted the world in all directions, and the sea of ​​blood was churning violently.

A terrifying aura belonging to Pangu enveloped the entire prehistoric world, and the world and the heavens and the earth seemed to be devastated.

"The Witch Clan has such a terrifying formation, and its power is comparable to the Zhou Tian Xingdou formation that we have comprehended!"

In the Ling Xiaobao Hall of the Demon Court, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi felt the power of the Twelve Capitals' gods and demons, and their faces suddenly changed.

They only thought that the demon court had a peerless formation, but they didn't expect that the witch clan also hides a terrifying formation.

The great formation of the gods of the twelve capitals can actually summon Pangu's true body. It seems that the demon court has to resist this powerful formation if it wants to completely destroy the witch clan.

"The witch clan is protected by the gods and gods in the twelve capitals. It may be difficult to completely exterminate them!"

Just when Emperor Jun was worried, the real body of Pan Gu summoned by the ancestor witches changed.

I saw that Pangu's real body with the sky above his head lacked both feet, and the flow of the infinite array was not smooth, and there was a cracking sound of'Kaka'.

A crack in the abyss appeared on Pan Guzhen's body, and then spread to the entire burly body, as if it would shatter at any moment.

The formation of the gods and gods in the twelve capitals must be set up by twelve ancestor witches, but if one ancestor witch is missing, the formation cannot be completed.

Eleven ancestral witches, including Di Jiang, forcibly arranged a large array of gods and demons in the twelve capitals, and wanted to summon Pangu's real body "loyalty is asking for trouble.

0......seeking flowers...

"Boom!"

A bang sounded, and the huge Pangu's real body collapsed, and eleven ancestor witches fell from the void after being backlashed.

"puff!"

Dijiang and other ancestor witches vomited blood, and their breath was weak. Their stalwart bodies couldn't help shaking, obviously suffering from trauma.

Ordinary formations, if they lack part of the formation corners, may be able to barely form the formation, but the Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons formation is different from ordinary formations, as long as there is a slight deviation, the formation will not be able to function normally.

If it wasn't for Di Jiang and other ancestral witches who were physically tyrannical, the backlash they suffered from their forced formation would be enough to kill people.

"You are not allowed to use force in the most important places of the underworld. I think that you will not be held accountable for the first time. If you dare to make trouble again, you will be in the eighteenth floor of hell forever!"

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Anyone who dares to set off in the underworld will not be able to escape punishment, and Hong Lei will not be held accountable for Ping Xin's sake.

Di Jiang showed unwillingness, Hou Tu and their brothers and sisters had an extremely deep friendship, how could it be easy to let go.

"This matter is a foregone conclusion, you have to retreat quickly!"

Pingxin shouted, and the jade sleeves swung violently, sending Di Jiang and other ancestor witches directly into the sea of ​​blood, not daring to let them mess around again.

"Fellow Daoists are generous, and Daoist Poverty will keep it in mind."

"Um!"

Hong Lei nodded slightly, and disappeared into the void with Fuxi.

On the coast of the East China Sea, on Penglai Island, hundreds of trillions of human races gathered, waiting for Xuandu's question.

"The development of the underworld in the poor way requires a large number of people to maintain order, and there are many opportunities in it. Anyone who reads the name will follow me.

Lu Zhidao, Cui Jue, Zhong Kui, Black and White Impermanence..."

Xuandu muttered something, and he read out the names of some of his disciples.

All the human monks who read their names showed joyful expressions.

"Hey, I didn't expect that our two brothers, black and white, would have the opportunity to settle in the underworld. It's the elder brother who has the vision!"

I saw two people walking out of the crowd, one with a pale face like a ghost, and the other with a black charcoal face emitting a fierce light.

The two brothers, black and white, have strange looks. At ordinary times, everyone doesn't want to see them, and they never thought they would have the opportunity to settle in the underworld.

"Hmph, such a good thing actually let their brothers take the lead."

Entering the underworld is a great opportunity, and it can quickly improve your cultivation level. All disciples want to go to the underworld factory. .