Reborn To Be the King of Ancient Times

[may the host find the way as soon as possible, and become the Supreme Lord of heaven and heaven

The sound of the system subsided mechanically and gradually returned to the state full of humanity. Slightly with some sincere, but also with a bit of mild and expectations.

"I come from the previous world. In this world of famine, I believe that you will not harm me. Because... I don't have much to work on! "

Haotian mouth slightly a hook, slightly deep meaning said such a sentence.

[the system is very happy that the host can accurately evaluate its own value!]

"Your Majesty, you have reached the sea of blood." At this time, the voice of Taibai Venus suddenly came from outside, and Haotian was suddenly awakened.

"No problem, just keep going."

The sea of blood is the territory of the ancestors of the Styx river. The heaven and the Styx River have no contact or evil. Therefore, he will not rashly fight against the emperor of heaven. What's more, today's Haotian is not necessarily afraid of the Styx.

The sea of blood is the dirtiest place between heaven and earth. It is the time when Pangu's great God changed everything. It combined with the dirtiest Qi of time and formed this sea of blood at the intersection of yin and Yang. Naturally, it has the function of washing the dirty air for the world.

This place is pregnant with an innate power, named Styx.

He is always fierce and famous among the powerful. However, they are not Hun Ren. Therefore, he will not be hostile to Haotian.

The Dragon chariot turned into a streamer and jumped in directly from the entrance of yin and Yang. In an instant, the whole sea of blood was rolling. Under the sea of blood, a bloody robe and long hair dance wantonly. The middle-aged man with sword eyebrows opens his eyes which have been closed for a long time, and whispers: "Haotian... What are you going to do in the underworld‘

Almost at the same time with him, there is the peaceful empress in the six samsara.

Willow leaves curved eyebrows slightly wrinkled, the whole person slowly came out from the Houtu palace, standing in the air looking at the junction of yin and Yang.

"Haotian..."

Ignoring their suspicions, Haotian saw what the real underworld looked like for the first time. The whole space seems to be separated from the wasteland. There is no gold rising in the East, no jade rabbit falling in the west, no bright stars, only endless gray color.

From the sea of blood, a fine sand road stretches endlessly. I don't know how long it is in the distance.

One after another red flowers, or open or fall, petals flying, in this whole underworld is showing a different kind of beauty.

That is to say, if you have nothing, the sense of crying and the nothingness of the souls around you are crying and wandering aimlessly, which makes people feel sad and desolate.

"It's the first time I've come to the underworld, and I have a different artistic conception." With a wave of Haotian's hand, the top cover of the Dragon chariot disappeared. He could see the scene clearly. I made a joke with Taibai Jinxing.

"Your Majesty is joking. The underworld is full of desolation and pain. It's a miserable creature who has lost his life. What's the beauty of it?" Taibai Venus smiles.

"There is no inn on the way to huangquan. I advise you not to stay for a long time." Haotian smiles and looks at a huge gate in front of him.

"Wait here. Taibai will follow me to the six paths of reincarnation to see the empress." With that, Haotian turned into a streamer and stepped in the air. Taibai Venus smiles and follows.

The emperor and his ministers stepped slightly ahead of the time, and their bodies appeared in front of the gate of Houtu palace.

Just in order to reflect the majesty of the emperor of heaven, now you don't have to be so forced. The quasi holy realm has long been able to break the void. One foot out, the whole flood can go, let alone such a short distance.

"Empress Houtu, I'll see you." Haotian smiles and bows.

In the flood and famine, the same generation salutes.

The woman standing in front of her eyes, dressed in apricot yellow palace clothes, holding a string of rosary beads in her hands, was full of compassion and peace in her eyes. Willow leaf curved eyebrows, cherry mouth, exquisite facial features, it is hard to imagine, once was also the snake tail body, the body of 13 arms of the ancestral wizard.

Standing in the void, the endless momentum behind him stretches all over the underworld. Although it is soft, it is boundless and unpredictable.

When he came to the wasteland, Haotian faced the saints and two of them. Today's Houtu gives him a feeling, though not to the realm of saints. But I'm afraid I've come to the end of the road of Zhunsheng. However, once reincarnation comes out, the land will not return to witchcraft. Even if it's the peak of the quasi saint, it's hard for Houtu to leave the underworld.

"The emperor of heaven is so courteous," Hou Tu swung the rosary beads in his hand and slowly saluted back. There was some doubt in his eyes.

After all, the sorcerers and the heaven have just had a bad relationship. What happened when Haotian came here so soon?

"Lady, will you let me stand still outside this palace? It's not a way to treat guests if you don't go in and sit down! " Haotian has a smile on his face and a gentle look, which makes people feel comfortable. There is no sense of fighting all over. It is extremely peaceful.

"It's the negligence of our palace. Please wait for tea in your Majesty's palace. Although there is nothing good about the cold and bitter place in the underworld, it has its own characteristics. I hope your majesty won't be surprised. "

With that, they fell from the air and walked slowly into Houtu palace. Haotian is not interested in looking at the surrounding environment, the decoration of the palace, and even perceiving the scene of the six samsara, which makes Houtu really confused.

A moment later, the two entered the hall, where the guests and the host took their seats, and the maid served two cups of fragrant tea.

"It's cold in the underworld. It's not like heaven. But this tea is made of flowers from the other side. It's supplemented by some special products of the underworld, such as Youming grass and Lingxiao flower. It also has a unique fragrance. The emperor of heaven might as well try it."

With that, Houtu lifted the cup and tasted it gently. Haotian also smiles a little. He takes up the cup and prints his lips with the tea: "the fragrance is in the mouth for a long time. The flower on the other side deserves its reputation. However, I just learned today that it can be used as scented tea. "

"It's just to drink the fragrance. I think the emperor of heaven has come here today to make a fool of himself." The tone of Houtu was gentle and always compassionate.

Even if there was discord between heaven and the witches, there was no sense of concern. Haotian had to admit that even if he changed his position to Houtu, he would never be able to do so.

This lady is a man of great love.

Whether this love is for the witches, or this love is really for all living beings. In short, to be able to incarnate reincarnation, this kind of spirit is really not what an ordinary great power can do. Haotian admired her for this.