"Houtu Ancestor Witch, isn't it guarding reincarnation in reincarnation?"

Yuan Shi and the others changed their mentality, but they were a little familiar, looked at the familiar figure and asked.

Houtu smiled gently, and said: "It is Pingxin Niangniang who guards the reincarnation, and it is only Houtu who returns!

Sure enough, according to what Houtu said, Yuan Shi and the others' divine consciousness passed through the netherworld and came to reincarnation, and the Meng Po who had been transformed by the peaceful distraction was still boiling Meng Po soup tirelessly on the Nai He Bridge, and in the Houtu Palace, Pingxin was still meditating as usual. However, compared to the usual, Ping Xin's body has undergone a lot of changes, not to mention anything else, the feeling of being as ruthless as the way of heaven is the most familiar to Yuan Shi and the others.

Looking at Houtu again, everyone felt extremely awkward.

"By the way, the master of the desolation you just said is the great god of Shinto, isn't it the human race and the saints of the immortal path?"

Zhu Rong is a character who can't hide his words, he has wanted to ask this for a long time, but he has not found time to ask before, but now he saw that the topic was opened, so he asked.

You must know that at the time of the Lich War, there was no Shinto, but now that it has returned, some people say that Shinto dominates the flood famine, whether they have been silent for too long, or whether the flood has changed too quickly, and the ancestors feel that they and others have left the feeling of the times.

Thinking about Hongjun's strength at the beginning, I couldn't help but wonder if Hongjun had fallen? Or was Hongjun no longer in the Flood Wilderness? Otherwise, how could an existence outside the Immortal Dao be in charge of the Flood Wilderness.

The great powers in the crowd looked at each other, as if they were exchanging something.

Zhu Rong saw that no one answered, so he looked at the great power who spoke first. Pointing and saying, "You just said it, you come and go on!"

"Me?"

"Yes, that's you!"

Zhu Rong is sure again.

That great power is a powerhouse in the quasi-saint realm, I thought that the twelve ancestors of the Wu clan were only a quasi-saint-level powerhouse, but I didn't expect that it would be a saint-level existence as soon as he was born.

If you know it early, you won't act rashly.

Now I regret my death.

Feeling the threat to his life, and this Shinto thing is not a taboo, the power brushed up his thoughts, and only then did he tell everything he knew about Shinto.

Of course, there is also a thought in my heart, if there is no one in this group of witches, they will directly face the Shinto......

The picture was so beautiful, the mighty body trembled, threw all the distractions out of his head, and concentrated on telling Zhu Rong about the changes in the desolation after the Lich War.

As time passed, Di Jiang in front of the ancient hall raised his head and said, "It's ...... coming."

There was a confusion in the heads of the mighty people, 'What's coming?'

It didn't take long for an urn to be heard:

"Wu clan punishment heaven, lead a group of Wu clan brothers to meet all the ancestral witches! Welcome the return of the ancestral witches!"

"I've seen the ancestral witch, welcome the ancestral witch back!"

"Welcome back to the Ancestral Witch!"

Di Jiang looked at the Wu clan, a little emotional, although most of the clan is no longer there, quite a bit of a feeling that things are wrong, but that kind of heartfelt emotion cannot be faked.

"Good, hard work. ”

After arranging Xingtian and the others, everyone continued to wait.

A group of witches dressed in underworld armor and full of ghostly aura walked out of the netherworld.

The leader is Jiufeng and other great witches.

"We meet the Ancestral Witch and welcome the return of the Ancestral Witch!"

"We meet the Ancestral Witch and welcome the return of the Ancestral Witch!"

"We meet the Ancestral Witch and welcome the return of the Ancestral Witch!"

The sound wave after wave is extremely shocking.

The shock of the great powers from the beginning, as the ** witch clan gathered, became calm.

I haven't seen this scene, and I can't imagine that the Wu Clan still has so much combat power.

With the addition of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the strength of the Wu Clan is not much weaker than when the Lich War was fought at the beginning, and even to some extent, it is much stronger.

"This ceremony is also watched, if there is nothing to do, we will say goodbye first!" Seeing the strength of the Wu clan gathered to numb Lao Tzu, seeing that there were no more Wu clan troops gathered, he couldn't help but speak.

It's so disturbing.

"Hehe, what are you busy with......?

Di Jiang smiled, as if there was still something to do, and said.

"What do you Wu Clan want to do?" Lao Tzu said, staring at Di Jiang.

Di Jiang said with a smile: "Didn't you say it, the Wu clan is returning to the flood wilderness today! Be the lord of the world! You don't think that I am waiting for the twelve ancestors to be joking, right?"

"Then what are you leaving us for? Now in the midst of the desolation is the world of Shinto, and although we have the power of saints, it is useless. ”

"There must be someone to be a witness to the Wu Clan's domination of the Flood Wilderness, isn't it—" Di Jiang said with an eyebrow raised.

Di Jiang didn't think that there was any power in the flood that the twelve saints couldn't deal with, and even if the twelve saints couldn't settle it, then summoning the Pangu True Body could deal with it.

Yes, he didn't pay attention to Hongjun or even to the Shinto and Li Chen that everyone said.

"Big brother, the clan is here, can we start according to the will of the Father?"

"It's time to begin—" Dijiang replied.

After receiving the order of Di Jiang, the corpse of Haobi entered the Pangu Hall with two great witches.

After a while, the three of them lifted an altar like a pile of yellow mud from the Pangu Temple.

"It's ......"

Hearing the conversation of the ancestors and witches, and seeing this loess altar, Lao Tzu had more doubts in his mind.

"It's ......"

When the great powers of the audience saw this altar, they couldn't help but be curious.

"It's ......"

Far away in the Divine Realm Asking Dao Palace, the Lord of Great Fortune, who was paying attention to all this, couldn't help but be surprised in his mouth.

Seeing this, Li Chen knew that 'Yun' must know the origin of this loess altar, and couldn't help but open his eyes and look at the Lord of Great Luck and ask, "Do you know the origin of this loess altar?"

"Returning to the lord, this loess altar is one of the three treasures of the Pan clan in the Hongmeng world, the loess prayer altar, it is a treasure without a level, except for the Pan clan, no one can use this treasure, so no one knows the ability of this treasure......"

The Lord of Great Luck slowly said everything he knew.

"Are you sure this is the treasure you are talking about?"

Li Chen's perception fell on the loess prayer altar, and he couldn't help but ask again.

In Li Chen's perception, this treasure seemed to not exist at all, it could be touched and seen, but it could not be perceived. Li Chen can only learn from the Lord of Great Luck and look at this treasure from the perspective of other living beings.

"This, this treasure from the appearance, characteristics, etc., is no different from the treasure I know, the subordinates are dull, if there is no accident, it is confirmed that there will be no fake. The Lord of the Great Fortune couldn't help but affirm again.

After a pause, the Lord of Great Luck continued: "It is said that this loess prayer altar was not originally the property of the Pan clan, but the old patriarch of the Pan clan who reached the Great Dao realm obtained it from the Taixu——, as for what the Taixu is, I don't know——"