Reborn To Be the King of Ancient Times

"The sea of blood waves, rolling against the waves ~ ~"

On the sea of blood, the ancestor of the Styx River stepped on the fire lotus of the twelve grade industry, with two swords of Yuantu and ABI on his back, facing the waves of the sea of blood. With both hands on, the sword eyebrows slightly up, the corners of the mouth with three points of irony, and there is no trace of compassion in the eyes.

However, every time the sea of blood rolls, countless souls will be drowned in it. It's not to let these souls go out of their wits. If it was, Haotian would not have been able to see it for a long time.

On the contrary, the ancestors of Styx not only didn't let them die, but also gave them new life.

These human souls are the nourishment of the Asuras. Every time the human soul is baptized by the sea of blood, it will not enter the six samsara, but directly transform into the Asura family.

This is written into the law of heaven.

As early as before the establishment of the six paths of samsara, not long after the founding of the human race, the ancestors of the Styx River imitated Nu Wa and created the Asura clan. Therefore, this Law of heaven was written before the six paths of samsara, and even today's afterland can not be reversed.

"Dust to dust, earth to earth, soul to earth!"

A voice seemed to be a whisper. It rang through the sky from the road of yin and Yang, filled with the loving care of mother earth. In an instant, countless creatures rushed towards the direction of the voice. Face is dementia, but the body is involuntarily toward that direction.

That is the direction of the six samsara!

After the earth yellow palace, hands holding the law seal, behind the emergence of the shadow of six samsara. Standing before the six samsara, he looked at the whole world with compassion in his eyes.

After receiving the imperial edict from Haotian, all the spirits in the hell appeared, even including the remaining veins of the sorcerer family that are now on the wasteland. What kind of person Houtu is, of course, she knows in her heart that this kind of thing, whether the world is in the future or not, as long as the way of heaven does not collapse, has merit. Today's witches lack the recognition of merit and the way of heaven.

"Thank you for your kindness

Haotian arched his hand slightly above the heaven, and a smile appeared on his face. As long as Houtu is willing to stand up, the whole nether world is still under the control of heaven. At this time, we must not make any mistakes.

"Your Majesty Haotian, what do you mean? If the whole flood collapses, what good can you and I have?"

Just as they were talking, a fairy mountain rose from Dongsheng Shenzhou.

In the flood and wasteland, the nine most important underground shrouds are rolling up and down, and begin to protect countless creatures above the immortal mountain dragon vein.

"Great immortal, benevolent heart!" Haotian and Houtu bow to wuzhuangguan at the same time. In comparison, the river Styx is for profit, while zhenyuanzi is really benevolent. The land book in his hand controls the spiritual pulse of Honghuang. At this time, the protection of living creatures is not much weaker than that of his majesty.

"You are welcome, Taoist friends."

Not only that, in the flood and famine, the quasi saint is able to do more. The river Styx of the North Sea demon clan, as well as some of the strong people who listened to the sermon in Zixiao palace, did their best to protect the common people. As for huoyun cave, it was even earlier than Tianting.

However, compared with other quasi saints, they are only protecting the human race.

Fuxi, Shennong and Xuanyuan were stationed in huoyun cave.

On one side, thousands of worlds slowly came down on the wasteland, and countless people began to orderly flow towards the fire cloud cave. No one can say anything. Can't the ancestors of the human race protect the demon clan? It's always unrealistic.

Compared with the quasi saints, the saints who always stir up the wind and rain in the flood and famine seem to be ready and still.

Even the two Buddhists, who claimed to be universal, stood on the cloud and did not move.

The disciples of Buddhism are now trapped in the sword array of killing immortals. Even their most intimate disciples can't escape. Why do they want to help all living beings? My whole mind is fixed on the immortal sword array. I'm afraid I'll use less of it. If there is little negligence, Buddhism can't afford it. Even Taoist Duobao has fallen into it. Who can guarantee anything?

In the immortal sword array

The appearance of Yuanshi Tianzun is a little embarrassed now. He was almost chased by the leader of Tongtian sect and killed the four swords of immortals. The swords pierced the heart, and the brotherhood between them could not be seen at all. But at this time, he was not annoyed, because he had already seen that he was possessed by the devil. Even if the Taiqing sages don't want to admit it, the Tongtian sect leader, one of the Sanqing, one of the six sages, the direct descendant of Xuanmen Taoism, and even the grandmaster like figure, are now possessed!

What a father is to his son, is to Taoists. Even more intimate than father and son!

Tongtian had enlightened the world long before he met Taobao.

But I never accepted a disciple. Even at that time, I didn't accept a disciple from outside. Until, the master of Tongtian came down to Kunlun Mountain and met Taobao.

In his red eyes, he could see the shadow of Taoist Duobao. Different from other disciples, Duobao was a congenital spiritual treasure. Nowadays, there are almost none of them. The disaster of transformation is close to the disaster of extermination, which is not allowed by the way of heaven.

Fortunately, when I met the leader of Tongtian sect, I was able to come out, but I had already hurt the origin. At that time, it was not as good as a weed.

I really hold it in my arms until I grow up. Finally, he can be independent in the process of teaching interception, and even want to shield the master from the wind and rain.

"Master... Can I begin to practice?"

"Master... Why do you accept so many younger martial brothers and younger martial sisters?"

"Master... I will take care of them!"

"Master, please don't worry if you give me the interception."

"Master..."

Now, the immortal road of his own eldest disciple is no longer available. Life after life will be enslaved by the list of gods.

"Hahaha, heaven, I'm the sage of the flood and wasteland. In the end, I can't even protect my own disciples. Hahaha ~ ~"

Bleak laughter from the mouth of the Tongtian sect leader, eyes like a hungry wolf, staring at the Yuanshi Tianzun, is the elucidation, is the Taoist of yueguan.

Yes, up to now, Taoist yueguan has not been reduced to ashes in the fury of Tongtian sect leader.

Yuanshi Tianzun is still a qualified master. The master of Tongtian is not so bad. He didn't really come up and stab his younger generation. Yuanshi really takes care of him, so that he can live until now.