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Pangu smiled slightly, nodded, and disappeared together with Hong Jun.

Wei Yang's heart moved and he knew that Hong Jun was fine, he just returned to the Tiandao space.

Looking at him like that, he didn't seem to know what happened, as if he was originally in the heavenly space.

Wei Yang simply stopped talking to Hong Jun, but with a thought, he looked towards Pangu Hall.

At this time, Hou Tu was in retreat in the Pangu Hall, guarded by the other eleven ancestral witches.

Pangu's heart still exists and is still beating.

But at this moment, Wei Yang could see through this heart at a glance.

If left alone, this heart can transform into an Innate god and demon if given the chance.

With the legacy of Pangu, such Innate gods and demons will not be too weak.

It is no longer Pangu's heart, and Pangu's aura is gradually dissipating.

It's just that Pangu is too powerful, and the aura dissipates very slowly, and no one except Weishi can feel it.

Only when it dissipates much later can it be noticed by other creatures.

It seems that Pangu is really dead, and he has no memories at all.

If you think about it from another person's perspective, if you try nine hundred and ninety-nine times, you still won't be able to achieve your goal.

Even he, Wei Yang, probably no longer wants to live.

Thinking about it this way, there should be no conspiracy this time.

"so"

Wei Yang sighed for the first time. This sigh represented Pangu and the difficulty of seeking the Tao.

A being like Pangu could not become a Great Dao despite spending so much energy.

"Small heavens, great heavens, perfect heavens?

So, isn't it similar to the Mythical Great Principle I discussed with Su Xiaoxiao in the group at that time?

I said at the time, if you think about it from another person’s perspective, for a new Myriad Worlds, isn’t the Mythical Great Principle the only true self that has no past and no future and can exist in any time and space?

Thinking about it this way, maybe Great Dao has embarked on the path of Mythical Great Principle.

The heavens at the perfect level may be the so-called Mythical Great Principle. "820"

But if a creature like me can step into the heavens, what will it be like?"

Wei Yang had deep ambitions in his heart.

Just when Wei Yang was about to take back his mind, Hou Tu happened to open his eyes.

With a thought in his heart, Wei Yang understood that the time had come for Hou Tu to become a saint.

Since he did not deduce the general trend and allowed the ancient times to develop, Wei Yang did not know the specific time when Hou Tu became a saint.

If the general trend evolves, it will be clear.

"Brothers, if I succeed, I will immediately go to the sea of ​​blood to create reincarnation!" said the queen.

"Okay, okay... Hahahahaha..."

Di Jiang laughed, and the other ancestral witches were also very excited.

"Sister Houtu, if you become a member of the Holy Witch Clan, you will be protected.

Otherwise, I would be really uncomfortable with Hong Jun, an old guy who is full of scheming, and I am always afraid that he will plot against us. Xuan Ming said excitedly.

Hou Tu was speechless. What she wanted to hear more was that Xuan Ming asked her if she could still be sisters in the future.

Unexpectedly, this is the case.

In this Pangu Hall, they like to scold casually.

In their minds, Pangu Hall was protected by Pangu, and even the law of heaven could not enter. Naturally, it was impossible for Hong Jun to know.

With Zu Wu's fiery temper, it was impossible not to scold Hong Jun or Tiandao every three days.

In the outside world, whether it is Tiandao or Hong Jun, there will be induction.

Therefore, they have formed the habit of scolding in Pangu Hall.

Wei Yang was face to face at this moment, which felt a little funny.

After all, this is the virtue of the ancestral witch.

Pangu voluntarily died, and he had to give Pangu some face no matter what.

As for the three Sanqings, forget it, they may have received too much Pangu Primordial Spirit, and each one is smarter than the other.

Tongtian looks a bit stupid, but he is quite upright in nature and practices swordsmanship, so he is a bit pure, but he is not really stupid.

With Wei Yang's attention, Hou Tu and his party set off.

When they came to the edge of the Blood Sea, the Styx Ancestor who was huddled in the Blood Sea discovered them and came out immediately.

"I wonder if you ancestor witches can come to my Netherworld Blood Sea to give you any advice?" Ancestor Styx sent a clone to ask.

He didn’t think that the ancestral wizard was just passing by!

He, the ancestor of Styx, had some reputation in the ancient world and could be considered an ancient existence.

For most cultivators, the Sea of ​​Blood is a filthy place, and almost no living beings are willing to come, let alone pass by.

Since the Twelve Ancestral Witches are coming directly, they are probably coming to the Sea of ​​Blood.

Hou Tu asked bluntly: "Styx, how about we, the ancestral witches, use the sea of ​​blood to give you great fortune to repay the cause and effect?"

At this time, Tian Erzu's net was vaguely about to be Gan Bingzun.

Hou Tu's expression was dull, and the other ancestral witches stared at Ancestor Styx menacingly, as if they would die if they didn't agree.

This menacing posture is probably not easy to borrow.

Who doesn’t know the temper of the ancestral witch and the current prehistoric times?

Absolutely barbaric, absolutely unreasonable and only focused on fists.

But even if they fight with fists, the twelve ancestral witches are in the same spirit, and even if they fight one of them, they can't defeat the siege.

Therefore, no creature dares to provoke except Monster Race.

Ancestor Styx relied on his countless clones of the sea of ​​blood to become an alternative and invincible.

It would be impossible for him to evaporate into the sea of ​​​​blood except Saint, so it would be equivalent to his immortality.

But just because he doesn't die doesn't mean he won't be beaten.

Although he was one of the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace, no matter his current cultivation level, name, or seniority, he was qualified.

But facing the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he still dared not act arrogantly.

It has been recognized since ancient times that ancestral witches are all lunatics.

"I wonder what you ancestral witches want to do?"

Styx wanted to retreat, but he still said something tough.

If he went back without saying a word, would he still be wandering around in the wilderness if word spread that he wrote about the river?

Regardless of the fact that there are no primitive creatures around him, once a commotion breaks out, everyone on the other side of the primitive world will know that he has shrunk.

Hou Tu said calmly: "I want to use the land of the Netherworld and Blood Sea to open up the underworld of reincarnation, complete the tunnels, and become a saint!

You are willing to let go of the sea of ​​blood, wait for me to become a saint, and give you a great blessing!"

Hearing this, Ming He was shocked again and again.

Reminiscent of the nine futons given out by Hong Jun during her sermon, Hou Tu occupied one of them, proving that she was truly a saint.

Although it was later withdrawn by Wei Yang Dao Venerable, there are obviously unknown problems in it, and it is not that Hou Tu cannot become a saint.

Didn't Nuwa and Fuxi just give advice from Wei Yang Dao Venerable, so Hong Jun became silent?

In short, all sorts of thoughts were wandering around.

The Styx River did not block a wave like a peaceful parallel to the ancient times, regardless of its ability. Instead, it cupped its fists as a salute and said aggrievedly: "Please!"

After one word, Styx fell into the sea of ​​blood and disappeared.

Hou Tu took a deep breath and said, "Brothers, protect me!"

"Little sister, feel at ease!"

"With our ancestral witches here, who dares to be so presumptuous?"

"Wei Yang Dao Venerable guarantees that Hong Jun will not dare to cause trouble!"

Hong Jun, who was talked about, instantly woke up from the heavenly space.

His eyes penetrated the heavenly space, looked at the edge of the Netherworld Blood Sea, and sighed deeply.

He wanted to punish him, but Hou Tu was protected by Wei Yang Dao Venerable, and he would be on an equal footing with him in the future. If he did that, it would be a waste of time.

Wei Yang's thoughts have always been with him, so he naturally understands them.

At this time, he finally started the live broadcast in the group.

After the reincarnation, this wave is worth remembering.

After reincarnation is completed, the prehistoric world becomes more stable.

Even if it doesn't take him to the next level, it is equivalent to consolidating the Eighth Layer, the last realm of heaven.

Su Xiaoxiao: "Grandpa, the reincarnation of Houtu that you have been waiting for has finally been received by your granddaughter."

As soon as Su Xiaoxiao appeared on the stage, she started to act weird.

Ma Xiaoling: "How do you know it's Houtu's reincarnation? The group leader didn't say anything.

Su Xiaoxiao: "It seems that small breasts may not have enough nutrients to supply the brain. Look at the color of this ocean, isn't it a sea of ​​blood from the underworld?"

Look at those twelve humanoid creatures, ten of them are burly men, even quite ugly.

There are only two women, a cold and ruthless queen Fan, and a gentle and graceful sister Fan'er. Who else could it be if they weren't the Twelve Ancestral Witches?

When we preached at Zixiao Palace, we met Hou Tu. Don’t you recognize him?

What's more, as the group leader said, Houtu's reincarnation and Nuwa's creation of humans will be broadcast live. Isn't this Houtu's reincarnation or what?"

Ma Xiaoling habitually scolded Su Xiaoxiao, but she didn't expect to be lectured like this, so she naturally wanted to scold her back.

Ma Xiaoling: "So you are big-chested and brainless. You also know that we have all met Hou Tu. I was just trying to spite you, but you actually explained it seriously. You are so brainless!"

Su Xiaoxiao: "You!"

Wei Yang: "Okay, look carefully. Although you can't see anything, if you can't find it, I'll give it to you."

Tony: "No, no, no, group leader, I'm here!"

Nie Xiaoqian: "The ancestors of reincarnation, Empress Houtu.

As the lord of the little underworld, I, of course, have to look at it with great respect and awe.

Ji Jie: "Come, come. Although I knew about it just now, I was still talking to my colleagues."

Liu Pleiax: "I was on my way just now. It's not convenient. I'm here."

Wei Yang didn't say anything else, just broadcasting the scene live.

After Hou Tu saw the ancestral witches agreeing, he immediately Ascension left. The other ancestral witches nodded to each other and dispersed.

There is actually nothing to protect against such things as sanctification.

With Heaven's attention still coming, who dares to openly oppose Heaven's law?

Hou Tu said that just to take care of the face of his brothers.

The sea of ​​blood is said to be boundless, but it is indeed huge.

But Hou Tu and other ancestral wizards were also very fast, so they quickly reached the center of the blood sea.

After arriving here, Houtu stopped, his body swayed, and transformed into his true body, becoming a giant standing tall on the sky and the earth.

She has a human body with a snake tail, seven hands behind her back, and a flying snake in both hands on her chest. Her face is still the same face, but an enlarged version, and her hair is like Medusa's and is full of tiny flying snakes.

Her image is the same as that of Nuwa, so it is no wonder that they are close to each other.

The Soaring Snake in her hand is not a real Soaring Snake, but a part of her body.

Su Xiaoxiao: "Holy crap, this is the true form of Hou Tu Zuwu. The Mountain and Sea Sutra actually records it correctly. I don't know how the Mountain and Sea Sutra appeared."

Ji Jie: "You said it yourself, the mapping of the heavens is probably an existence like the Great God Hou Tu, and the mapping information is relatively complete."

Ma Xiaoling: "That's right, big breasts and no brains!"

Su Xiaoxiao: "I am very capable and will not care about those with small breasts.

Ma Xiaoling: “..…………

"Wei Yang Dao Venerable, the twelve ancestral witches of my witch clan, the earth clan behind the central earth, feel that all living beings die and their souls have no place to rely on, and they can only be consumed by heaven and earth..

The original reincarnation hell gives the soul something to rely on, reincarnation and reincarnation, and a chance of life for all living beings, and the three realms of heaven, earth, and human beings.

I will open up the underworld of the underworld with the earth book, create the six reincarnations with the six reincarnations, manage the underworld with the ten palaces of Yama, the Great Emperor of Fengdu, and the Supreme of the six realms, reward and punish good and evil, and carry out the authority of the tunnel!

Dao Venerable learn from it!”

The voice of Hou Tu exists in the way of heaven

Under the influence, it spread throughout the wild Four Extremities.

"Thank you Queen Mother Earth!"

"The Empress Houtu will never commit any crime!"

"Empress Houtu......"

The souls that have not been consumed by the prehistoric world are the most excited, and all living beings are also excited.

Once reincarnation is established, it means that even if they die, as long as they are not beaten to death on the spot, they can still go to the underworld to reincarnate.

Although after reincarnation, you are no longer yourself.

But as long as there is a chance, you can recover your memory, reconnect cause and effect, and start all over again.

Such great merit can be said to be overwhelming.

Therefore, all living beings are looking forward to it.

Seeing this, it can trigger Tiandao to send messages, and Tiandao should agree.

It's just that Hou Tu called Wei Yang Dao Venerable. How did this happen?

Wei Yang was also speechless at this time. Houtu was trying to be clever.

Obviously, even at this moment, Hou Tu was unwilling to say that the law of heaven was above.

If you put it that way, she probably feels that they are all a head above her.

The way of heaven represents the law. Everything needs to be based on the law. Even if there is a department with the same level of authority, it can still be said to the way of heaven.

However, Wei Yang will not be embarrassed by such a trivial matter.

What's more, he is already in the world, so there is no need to hide.

There are not many unhappy creatures in the world, such as the two birds on the Sun Star.

This prehistoric period was not created by Hong Jun, and Saint was not allowed to enter the prehistoric period.

Once Hou Tu becomes a saint, what else will they do?

But under the current circumstances, they can only act in a hurry and can't do anything.

"allow!"

This sound was said by Wei Yang, and his voice spread throughout the Four Extremities of the world, carrying the aura of heaven.

Following his voice, the golden Eye of Heaven appeared above the Netherworld Blood Sea.

The Eleventh Ancestral Witch was worried about Hou Tu. It was not advisable to be clever at this time.

It doesn't matter if you say "the way of heaven is above". Anyway, they all know that the way of heaven and the way of earth are equal, but the matters under their jurisdiction are different.

If Wei Yang Dao Venerable can't control it, it would be a joke.

Unexpectedly, it was really successful.

The image of Wei Yang in the hearts of the Twelve Ancestral Witches has become higher due to the sky.

They now believe that Wei Yang is really the supreme Dao Venerable in the ancient times, the kind who must obey the laws of heaven.

At this time, Hou Tu began to draw up the "plan".

She herself was not worried that she would not succeed, because she was smarter than her brothers.

Wei Yang can touch all the heavens and change the general trend of the world. How can he not be higher than the way of heaven?

When she said this, what she wanted more was that Ji Wei would be the backer and master behind the prehistoric underworld.

After the plan was entered into the Eye of Heaven, the Eye of Heaven was closed.

At the last second of closing, an 'accurate' message was also conveyed.

So Hou Tu took out the land book and started to operate.

3.2 This process seems boring to the group members and they cannot understand it.

I saw Hou Tu's seven hands making various seals, and something like a scroll was floating in front of him. The energy handprints produced by these seals were all inserted into it one by one. "The scroll was also shaking more and more violently.

Suddenly, the scroll glowed brightly and slowly unfolded. It looked like a picture scroll with various vertical and horizontal lines on it.

Ordinary beings can't understand it. These lines are actually the trend of ancient earth veins, and they are dynamic.

This book is equivalent to a world map, but it is a Mythical version of the prehistoric world map.

Only by knowing the trend of the earth's veins can we open up the underworld of reincarnation without truly destroying the ancient world.

In addition, only with the book from the earth can the power of the earth veins be mobilized, so that the underworld can connect all the great lands in the prehistoric times, so as to facilitate the collection of souls in the future.

Therefore, to open up the real underworld, the book from the underworld is a must-have item.

Parallel to prehistoric times, it is a castrated version of the underworld.

After clearly exploring the current trend of the earth's veins, Hou Tu began to truly create the underworld.

The same method used by Rahu is to first borrow the power of God and then create, commonly known as seeking investment from God.

After another intensive operation, the physical structure of the underworld finally took shape.

Most of the sea of ​​blood in the underworld poured into the underworld and became the Yellow Spring River.

Styx was so painful that his heart and liver were twitching, and he could only hope that the benefits to him would be great enough.

Fortunately, there are no Asuras now, otherwise most of them would have to live on the shore of the sea of ​​​​blood like salted fish.

"The underworld is completed!

My ancestor, Wu Houtu, should be the number one saint in the world!"

With the last voice, wind and clouds surged above the blood sea, and the huge heavenly merit turned into a thick golden cloud.

A huge amount of golden lotuses of merit fell from the golden clouds, covering the back soil.

Hou Tu's momentum was rising steadily, and he soon broke through the constraints of the Saint level, and the Saint level momentum expanded crazily.

Just like when Hong Jun became a saint, all creatures in the wild must at least bow their heads to show respect. .