Prehistoric: Create a Purgatory Version of Volume Tribulation, Frighten Hongjun

001. Houtu, what about Houtu when I am so big?

The prehistoric world.

Heaven and Earth have experienced the first Lich War.

Demon Palm Heaven, the era of witch domination is coming.

Many people know that it is impossible for the two families of Lich to give up.

In order to contend for the protagonist position of the heaven and earth, in order to unify the predecessors, they will inevitably have to fight again.

Pangu Temple.

This is the most core place of the Wu clan.

On weekdays, only the ancestor witch can enter and leave at will.

At this moment, in the Pangu Temple, a beautiful woman frowned slightly, as if something was bothering her.

“Hey, even the Dao Ancestor cannot solve the problem of the Wu Clan without a soul. How should we the Wu Clan save ourselves?”

This problem has not plagued the Wu clan for a day or two.

The witches do not cultivate the original spirit, do not count tomorrow, and do not cultivate Taoism. They are all kinds of aliens.

Although the witches seem to be indifferent on the surface, can they really not care?

At this moment, Hou Tu Mingming felt that something was going to happen.

Subconsciously, she couldn’t help but walk in a specific direction.

Just don’t know why, she came to the edge of the blood sea as she walked.

This made her a little at a loss.

why?

Why did she come to the sea of ​​blood?

Is it all due to fate? !

At the beginning of the edge of the sea of ​​blood, there were still many creatures along the way, but when it came to the back, it was a dead place.

Until the core area of ​​the sea of ​​blood, there was no more life.

The strong smell of blood couldn’t stop it.

If it is looming, murderous aura is still emerging in the air.

“What is this place?”

“Why did I get here?”

Hou Tu blinked suspiciously.

At this moment, she was a little disturbed in her heart, as if something bad had happened.

But before she could react, wherever she could see, she instantly attracted her.

The entrance is a huge river.

It’s just that this river is different from the river she knows, her eyes are blood-red, and her lower eyebrows are full of blood.

“Could this be the sea of ​​blood? The land of the ancestors of the river Styx?!”

“In the river is…”

She could clearly hear the roar in the sea of ​​blood.

“Ah! It’s painful!”

“I want to be superborn, I want to be liberated, I want to…”

Here is the sea of ​​blood, and it is also the place where the ghosts of the entire prehistoric world are summarized.

After a person dies, the soul will not disappear, but it will be drawn by the sea of ​​blood.

They can’t get reincarnation, they can only suffer endlessly.

Looking at the twisted cheeks, and the heart-piercing screams.

There was a trace of intolerance in Houtu’s eyes, until the trace of intolerance expanded infinitely.

There was a glimmer of enlightenment flashing in her mind.

There seemed to be a ray of light that ignited her in a flash.

“Incarnate the six realms?”

“Reincarnation is out!”

Houtu seems to have a kind of enlightenment, knowing what her responsibility is.

Since the opening of Pangu, endless souls have gathered here.

They were all attracted by this sea of ​​blood and plunged into it, unable to get relief.

Some people are guilty, but some are extremely innocent.

But in the sea of ​​blood, there will be no so-called fairness.

They don’t have an organization, and they all arrange these people properly.

“The six realms should come out, and reincarnation should appear!”

“It turns out that my mission is to perfect the prehistoric world!!!”

A trace of determination flashed in Houtu’s eyes.

What Honghuang originally lacked was the way of reincarnation!

Rebirth and rebirth, this is the ultimate truth!

Great compassion arose in Houtu’s heart, thinking that the whole world is suffering, where is their destination?

When she looked up at the sky and looked down at the wrong soul, a firm voice came out.

“Now there is Pangu’s Hou Tu, I would like to be like this…”

But at this moment, Houtu stopped.

It’s like when you are about to reach a climax and come to an end.

It’s nothing if the beautiful picture is ruined.

But it makes people uncomfortable.

“Wait, what is Houtu doing?”

Amidst the chaos, a simple and mysterious palace stood quietly here.

A beard was all white, and a powerful heavenly power was revealed all over his body and let out a startled voice.

This person is that Dao Zu Hongjun. At this moment, his brows are slightly frowned, and he secretly said in his heart.

Houtu is about to turn into reincarnation, and the plan of the poor will soon take effect.

When the primordial realm is present, the realm of heaven will be completed.

This is an extremely good thing for both the heaven and the poor.

But now…

Is it lonely because of the poor plan?

Nether blood sea.

Houtu’s eyes moved, and he took out a golden invitation letter.

“This place can solve the problem of the Wu tribe?”

Not long ago, this invitation letter came to her inexplicably.

At that time, she was still curious, thinking that there was someone who wanted to calculate the Witch Clan.

But never thought that just when she was about to reincarnate in reincarnation, this invitation letter stopped her in a hurry.

She didn’t react until this moment.

Yes, if she becomes reincarnation, what will the Wu clan do?

Without her, the Wu Clan would not be able to set up a large formation of the Twelve Capitals, how could they fight the Monster Clan at that time?

At this moment, Hou Tu feels a little grateful.

Fortunately, fortunately, if it weren’t for the invitation letter, maybe she would become a sinner of the Witch tribe through the ages.

“Solve the problem of the Witch tribe?!”

Houtu’s face gradually became serious.

Although she doesn’t know whether it is true or not, she has to try even if it is a silver lining.

Following Hou Tu muttered silently, the void vibrated, and Hou Tu’s figure completely disappeared above the sea of ​​blood.

And this scene stunned Hongjun’s eyes directly.

“what happened?”

“Where is the Hou Tu? Where is the Hou Tu that is my size?”

“Who dares to hinder the poor Dao from doing things, who dares to calculate the poor Dao? Is it true that the poor Dao is a bully?!”

The quiet Zixiao Palace suddenly boiled.

As the protagonist of the Lich Measuring the Tribulation, the fate of Hou Tu has been arranged long ago.

If she doesn’t turn into reincarnation, how can the heavens be perfected, and how can the Lich Clan fight both sides?

How prosperous is Xuanmen! ?

So no matter what, Hou Tu must turn into reincarnation! *