Hong Huang: Just Entered the Sect, but Became a Reincarnation!

Then you have lost.

The one that is about to be destroyed will be the Wu Clan!

in the sea of ​​blood.

Houtu's figure shone with golden light of merit, slowly covering everyone.

It is not a day's work to incarnate in reincarnation.

But Houtu can be regarded as fallen at this time, leaving only a touch of consciousness.

Hundreds of millions of dead souls protect, prehistoric creatures pray.

No one can deal with Houtu, otherwise it would be against the whole prehistoric world.

The Yaozu dare not, and will not.

They wished that Houtu's last trace of consciousness would also disappear and successfully become reincarnation.

At that time, it will be the day when the Yaozu completely defeats the Wuzu.

The sea of ​​blood slowly changed.

Hou Tu suddenly opened his eyes and looked to the side.

"Chen Daoyou, you are still here."

That beautiful face still kept a smile, still as gentle and kind as before.

Chen Changsheng immediately flew over.

whispered:

"I'm here."

"As I said, I will always accompany you through the last journey."

Obviously knowing that the body of the earth will be reincarnated, it is destiny.

But Chen Changsheng still couldn't accept it.

There are so many quasi-sages and saints in the world.

Why is it the reincarnation of the post-soil body?

The whole flood.

No one can compare with Houtu.

Besides Houtu, who else is so philanthropic and benevolent.

Regardless of origin, regardless of race.

Don't even care about life or death.

Willing to sacrifice himself to protect all living and undead.

Chen Changsheng looked at Houtu, and Houtu also looked at Chen Changsheng.

The two looked at each other for a long time.

Houtu sighed slightly.

She stretched out her palm, revealing a drop of blood.

"` ‖This is my essence and blood."

"I also ask fellow Taoists to help me one last time and send me to the Wu Clan."

The essence and blood of the Houtu ancestor witch.

Chen Changsheng was no stranger to this thing, he had used a drop of Houtu blood essence before.

Therefore, the incarnation of the Houtu ancestor witch was born.

"With this essence and blood, a few brothers can be handed over to a Wu clan for refining."

"It can somewhat make up for the consequences I caused."

What consequences?

Of course, it was the result of the Wu clan's desperation.

If the Twelve Ancestral Witches are not complete, they are no match for the Yaozu.

As long as Donghuang Taiyi led the monster army to attack again, the Wu clan would be in danger of extinction.

It's not that Houtu didn't think about the witch clan.

Although she chose All Souls in the end, she also left a way to make up.

Try to reduce the crisis you bring yourself.

But Houtu also knows.

It's all in vain.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are incomplete, and even if new Ancestral Witches are born, it is not the Houtu.

Perhaps the Witch Clan is really going into desperation.

Looking at the drop of blood, Chen Changsheng could only sigh deeply.

He who knows the future knows even more.

At the end of the Lich Calamity, it ended with the decline of both Lich clans.

The Witch Clan is really hopeless, and the Yao Clan is about to go into decline.

The overlord of this era will eventually come to an end.

The future belongs to the human race.

"Don't worry, fellow daoist, no matter what the price is."

"I will definitely return the essence and blood to the Wu Clan."

Chen Changsheng gave Houtu a deep look for the last time.

It immediately turned into a ray of light and flew towards the sky.

The ancestral land of the witches.

Chen Changsheng had just arrived.

Only to find that Hou Yi had already been waiting again.

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"Chen Daoyou, the ancestral witches already know your purpose."

"Please follow me to the Pangu Temple."

Hou Yi's eyes were red.

He is the great witch of the Houtu tribe, and he is extremely saddened by the fall of Houtu.

"My condolences to fellow Taoists."

Chen Changsheng couldn't say anything more.

He himself couldn't accept Houtu's fall, so how could he comfort others?

The atmosphere in the Pangu Temple was extremely depressing.

The faces of the eleven ancestral witches were also extremely gloomy, as if they had just cried.

Chen Changsheng took the initiative to say:

"The Human Sovereign has met all the ancestral witches."

"When the human race was slaughtered by the monster race, I would like to thank you for your help."

Dijiang Zuwu waved his hand.

"The emperor is polite."

"The human race and the witch race are friendly, and the monster race is our enemy."

"Of course I won't just sit idly by."

"Please take your seat."

Chen Changsheng looked up at the ancestor witches in front of him.

But when his eyes swept across an empty futon, he couldn't help but pause for a moment.

That's where the back soil is.

The futon is still there, but the person is no longer there.

"This time, I came here to express my gratitude."

"Secondly, it's also to help fellow Taoist Houtu send back something."

Chen Changsheng didn't sit down.

Instead, he directly took out the blood essence of the ancestral witch and explained his intention.

"This is!"

"The essence and blood of my silly girl!"

Zhu Rong 847 couldn't help shouting.

The eleven ancestor witches all saw the drop of blood essence and immediately felt a familiar aura.

Seeing things and thinking about people, the eyes of the ancestral witches turned red again.

If there were no outsiders here, they might have already shed tears.

Several ancestral witches simply could not bear such a great grief.

Couldn't help crying: