Prehistoric: Good Fortune Tianzun

Chapter 54-Desire Samsara

After decades of slaughter, the human race was almost completely slaughtered, and the golden cultivators died in battle, leaving only less than a million human races. They fled to various powerful dojos to survive. When they meet, each Many people cried with their heads in their hands.

“Heavenly Dao is here, my Human Race has made a blood oath, and will never die with the Demon Race for generations!” Human Race’s grief turned into a monstrous hatred, and took an oath to resolutely fight against the Demon Race.

There was a thunder from heaven and earth, he should take the human blood oath, and spread this oath all over the world.

“Damn human race, I don’t know how to be grateful for leaving them in my demon court. I dare to say that I will never die with my demon race. I really don’t know how to live and die!” The Eastern Emperor Taiyi in the Sun Palace said with hatred, “Huh, this emperor will They kill it cleanly, but they have to see what they have to do with my monster race!” After all, raising the Chaos Clock, it will hit the human race’s current gathering place.

“Enough!” Di Jun’s face was gloomy, he slapped the table and shouted: “Taiyi, do you only use your fists to think about things? If you smash it down this hour, the whole demon clan will be buried with you! You want everything Do people die without a burial place?”

Donghuang Taiyi said incredulously: “How is it possible? That human race is no more than a Houtian race, and now I don’t even have a golden immortal, so what is the ability for me to bury all the demons with me?”

“Humph,” Di Jun said with a cold snort, “Manny Nuwa became enlightened by creating human beings, while Sage in Taiqing became enlightened by erecting human beings. Other Sages are also implicated in human race. How can they be easily destroyed?”

“This time we slaughtered most of the human races, aren’t Sages the same?”

Di Jun sighed and said quietly, “Hey, Sage didn’t act because the Human Race should be a catastrophe, so Sages don’t care about us. If we really exterminate the Human Race, it will break Sage’s way. , Under this kind of Karma, how can my monsters survive? If you don’t become Sage, you will be no more than ants after all.”

As soon as Dong Huang Tai heard the words, she sat down a little frustrated. With his arrogance, has he ever been provoked so much? But he had no choice but to face this incident, so he turned to Closed Door Training and sulked by himself.

On the other side, the Houtu Zuwu quietly descended to Fu Zhou Mountain.

The massacre of the human race has long been known to everyone, and Hou Tu is no exception. He was born and pure. Although he was an ancestor witch of the witch clan, he did not like to kill. When faced with the slaughter of the human race by the demon clan, he also stepped forward and saved tens of thousands of human clan, which is quite a lot. At this time, there are hundreds of thousands of people in the human race.

On this day, Hou Tu was sitting in Immortal Cave, suddenly fidgeting, but for unknown reasons, under irritability, he walked out of Pangu Hall alone and headed towards the wilderness. All the ancestor witches knew this, but when they thought of the fighting power of Houtu and the name of the Dao ancestor disciple, they didn’t say anything, letting her leave the witch clan’s territory and wander in the wilderness. It’s just that no one expected that Houtu’s going out this time was her chance and disaster.

Along the way, Houtu saw countless ghosts, wandering in the wilderness, eroded little by little, turned into Ghosts, or caught by evil cultivators, refined treasures, or passed away in the wind, without rebirth. Possible. Hou Tu had the heart to save these ghosts, but he was powerless and could not stop these things from happening.

Unknowingly, Houtu had already traveled halfway through the prehistoric land and came to the front of the sea of ​​blood that had been transformed by Pangu’s dirty blood.

This nether blood sea is the most yin and poisonous place in the wilderness, and even if Da Luo Jinxian is careless, it will be eroded by this nether blood sea. However, there is a great power here, called the ancestor of Styx. This person is at the top of the Cultivation Base, stepping on the ten second rank Karma Red Lotus, holding Yuantu Abi’s two superb swords, killing people without touching Karma, and refining the Nether Sea of ​​Blood into 48,000 blood gods, known as “Nothing under Sage.” People can be killed, Sage dare not kill.

Hou Tu looked at the sea of ​​blood in front of him, and countless ghosts were absorbed in it, struggled and roared, and were transformed into Shura. Seeing this scene, Hou Tu was furious. I saw the real body of the ancestor witch appeared in Houtu, and he shouted: “Old Piff Styx, you come out for the poor!”

The ancestor Styx was cultivating in Immortal Cave at this time, and suddenly heard a woman’s scream, opened his eyes and saw that it was Hou Tu. Although Styx wondered why Houtu had trouble with own, he was not afraid of it, stepping on the ten second rank Karma Red Lotus, flying out.

“I have seen the Fellow Daoist in Houtu, and I don’t know what happened to the Fellow Daoist before it was blocked in the Phan Dao Dojo? But where did Phan Dao offend the Fellow Daoist? Or, fellow daoist thinks Phan Dao is easy to bully?” Styx greeted kindly first. , And then suddenly his complexion changed, and there was a way that if Hou Tu couldn’t tell why, he would have done a game.

“Hmph, Styx, let me ask you, why are you torturing these ghosts like this?”

Hearing this, Styx knew what Hou Tu was afraid of misunderstanding, and quickly explained: “The fellow daoist misunderstood. Most of the ghosts in this sea of ​​blood floated over by themselves and fell into the sea of ​​blood. Never arrested. As for the word torture, Pandao did not take action, all because the sea of ​​blood was transformed by a mass of dirty blood in Pangu god-tier, and it was so yin to poison that all the creatures who entered the sea of ​​blood were tortured. ”

“Then why turn them into such monsters?”

“Pan Dao imitated the Nuwa Empress and created a clan named Shura. However, Pang Dao is not good at good fortune creatures, so the Shura clan has a defect, that is, it cannot reproduce. Therefore, Pan Dao had to transform this ghost in the blood sea into the Shura clan. In order to ensure the continuation of the race. Although these ghosts will experience some torture, they are considered a new life after all.”

“New life…transformation…” Hou Tu lost his eyes and fell into a state of epiphany for an instant. Seeing this, Styx didn’t dare to disturb Houtu, standing beside him quietly, protecting Houtu’s law. At this time, Houtu already knew what Own’s mission was, and what this opportunity was.

After a hundred years, Houtu awakened from his epiphany and sent a check on Styx. “Thank you fellow daoist for the kindness of your advice. Pang Dao already knows where Own Dao is.”

“Oh? Congratulations to fellow daoist. It doesn’t take long to think about it, so you have to call fellow daoist Sage Hou Tu Sage, ha ha ha!” joke.

Hou Tu smiled indifferently, and did not force it, but in his heart he had already secretly remembered the kindness of Styx.

“According to the good words of fellow daoist, Hou Tu has thanked him. In the future, I will owe fellow daoist a Karma.”

“Fellow daoist is polite, it’s your own opportunity.”

“However, poor Dao still needs to trouble fellow daoist.” Houtu leaned slightly and said to Styx.

“Fellow daoist, please tell me, if the poor Dao can help, I will definitely not stand by.” The ancestor of the Styx River said magnificently and authentically.

“Thank you fellow daoist so much, but Pan Dao wants to borrow 30% of the sea of ​​blood from fellow daoist.”