With the Sumeru Mountain Demon Clan, Zhou Tian Xingdou and the Western Two Holy Grass came to an end.

Countless powers in the desolate wilderness secretly plotted to find the whereabouts of the red cloud, the purple Hongmeng purple qi in the sea of blood? Isn't it?

Maybe someone has secretly gotten it?

Where the hell is Red Cloud hiding?

One by one, one by one, it has become an unsolved case of flooding.

As the years passed, the atmosphere of the two lich clans in the desolate land became more and more intense, and petty fights often occurred.

Even the Terrans were implicated, among which the weak and untransformed demon clans on the desolate land devoured the flesh and blood of the Terrans bloodthirstily, and the mouths of the same Terrans were this group of creatures.

Food chain! Or like reincarnation, there is no longer a situation where the two lich clans were born and only needed to swallow the aura of heaven and earth to live.

Terran! The weak human race needs blood food, and the weak demon creatures and the monsters in the sea have become food for survival.

This is an unavoidable cycle of heavenly principles, people eat demons, and demons eat people.

The human race is very similar to the Wu race, except that it is not as strong as the Wu race congenitally, and the appearance is not clear at all.

A part of the weak Wu clan and the human race combined, giving birth to the so-called human witch, which is also the so-called Jiuli tribe.

Blood!

Since the last time, there has been a presence here again.

The pale gold soft armor was draped in a beige cloak, and the gentle face looked at the turbulent sea of blood.

"Houtu."

Under a soft call, the figure of the disappearing red cloud of ten thousand years was revealed, and Hou Tu turned his head and smiled.

Relying on the Innate Supreme Treasure Qiankun Ding turned into a stone on the edge of the sea of blood, evading everyone's gaze, even the saints did not notice it.

"Red Cloud, you've really changed."

In a gentle tone, Houtu looked at the red cloud faintly.

"When I preached for the first time, everyone looked at the Wu clan with a strange eye, Sanqing was no exception, and you Hongyun was also hiding."

"The second time I preached, your eyes were very clear, and when you saw me, you showed that casual smile, let me know that your red cloud has changed, because your gaze is the same as that of Nuwa."

Facing Houtu and slowly speaking, Hongyun angrily let out the fishy wind and sand in his mouth.

"Houtu, what do you want to do?"

Looking at Houtu with suspicious eyes, Hongyun knew that Houtu in front of him was not a simple woman, and his thoughts were too deep.

In the flood wilderness, any creature has lived for tens of thousands of years, even a pig has become a sperm.

Facing Hongyun's vigilance, Houtu smiled, raised his jade hand and lightly brushed the green silk in his ear, and said with a smile: "Hongyun, you have calculated everyone, even me. ”

Although it was calculated, Houtu did not have any anger at all, but showed a gentle smile.

Hongyun, who watched this scene, smiled embarrassedly, "What is calculation, you and I help each other and benefit each other, I help you, you help me." ”

"Hongyun, how do you know about the unfinished evolution of Pangu Father God?"

Houtu has too many questions, and Hongyun also has a lot of questions.

"And what about the Terrans? Why do you Wu do so hard to help the Terrans? ”

The two of them sat on a rock on the beach on their knees, and the stench of blood that could stain people's spirits like poison soaked in the waves of blood in the laughter of the two.

It turns out that in the eyes of the ancestral witch, the unborn human race and they are both the children of Pangu Father God, the difference is that their ancestor Wu absorbed the turbidity of heaven and earth when he was transformed, resulting in the loss of the original god.

And the human race is the unborn younger brother in the eyes of the ancestral witch, and they are connected by blood, and the first time they discovered the evolution of the human race, their Wu clan directly cut off this part of the essence blood that was eroded by the turbidity.

After hearing Houtu's explanation of his recollections, Hongyun's face was even more shocked, "It turns out that the clansmen in your Wu clan are transformed by the Pangu essence blood that has been eroded by turbidity!" ”

All this makes sense, the twelve drops of Pangu's essence blood have turned into twelve ancestral witches, and what about the population of the rest of the Wu tribes? It seems to have appeared out of nowhere.

The Wu clan and the human race are originally related to the same blood, the Wu clan is the human race, and the human race is also inseparable from the Wu clan.

"Hehe, should it be extinct because it has been eroded by turbidity?" Goto smiled bitterly.

The turbidity is powerful! Although it eroded their primordial spirit, or rather, the primordial spirit and the physical body condensed into one, strengthening their physical body.

"What about Nuwa?"

This question has been haunted in her mind for too long, Hongyun stared at it with wide eyes to see what it had to do with it, could it be that Nuwa was also involved with Pangu Essence Blood?

As if seeing the conjecture in Hongyun's heart, Houtu glared at him angrily.

"Nuwa, once when I went out, Xuanming and I, Gonggong and Zhurong encountered a fierce beast, and when we were seriously injured and dying, it was Nuwa who saved us."

When he said this, Houtu smiled with a memory of his memory, "Later, Nuwa also encountered danger, and we killed the fierce beast together, so Nuwa also turned into a neighbor in Buzhou Mountain, but Nuwa was too lazy and sleepy." ”

Hongyun was disappointed when he heard it, and after doing it for a long time, he thought there was something earth-shattering, but he didn't expect the relationship between Nuwa and Zuwu to be so simple.

"What about you, Red Cloud? It always feels like you know everything. ”

Facing Houtu's inquiry, Hongyun smiled freely, "Because I have seen the flood wilderness." ”

After a sentence, Tu smiled, because she saw the word truth in Hongyun's clear eyes, and muttered secretly in her heart, no wonder the last Hongmeng purple qi chose Hongyun, presumably the other party must have seen the long river of time by chance.

Time flies! Rumors appeared when Pangu opened the world, but it was not a rumor for the Wu clan, and it really appeared in the inheritance.

The so-called long river of time is that when the Flood World was first opened, the evolution of the future, let Pangu know the future development experience of the Flood World, and what were missing.

It's like a Terran! It's Pangu who saw the withering of the flood with his own eyes in the long river of time, and her!

At this time, Houtu seemed to have turned into an empathetic and gentle big sister, but Hongyun's guard in his heart did not let go at all, and he said casually with a relaxed smile.

"And what about the Wicans? You ancestors should know the evils of the two lich clans. ”

After hearing Hongyun's inquiry, Houtu fell silent.

"Red Cloud, the Lich Clan are pitiful, pathetic, and hateful."

"All living beings instinctively want to be strong, Jin Immortal, Taiyi Jin Immortal, Da Luo Jin Immortal, and quasi-saint, just like you Hongyun still want to be a saint."

"The desolate world is so big, and if it continues to develop, it will wither sooner or later, the ancestral witch has a inheritance to see, and the Sun Star Emperor Jun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi must also know about the left eye of Pangu Father God."

Gently brushing the green silk fluttering in the wind, Houtu looked at the dim world of the sea of blood and smiled.

"Maybe the desolation will eventually turn into a sea of blood."

"Our ancestors have watched the children of the Wu clan grow up, they can multiply, more and more, of course, our ancestors do not deny that they have the ambition to dominate the flood with the help of the power of the Wu clan."

"With the power of heaven and earth, break through the realm of Chaoyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, then our ancestral witches can open up the world in chaos, and completely seal the powerful witch clan in the small world."

"The rest of the Wu clan in the desolate land, if they want to grow to their peak with thin blood, it will definitely take a long time."

Houtu slowly said everything about their ancestors, maybe they had ambitions, but I have to say that the ancestors had a good starting point at the beginning, in order to continue the famine.

Hongyun smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed, "It's been a long time, you two lich clans are fighting for the sake of the famine, just like you two clans are good people, and we are all bad guys." ”

"Hehe, everyone's understanding is different, just like Hongjun has his own way of combing the wilderness, so there are you saints."

"The demon clan also thinks that as long as they get rid of the witch clan, they will have more than half of the space, which is enough to continue the desolate world."

After doing it for a long time, the kings of the two clans of the Lich War had the intention of contributing to the flood at the beginning.

"So why did you do it in the first place!"

Before Hongyun finished asking, he saw Houtu turn his head, look at Hongyun and say softly: "Have you ever seen the birth of life?" ”

Hongyun was stunned, not knowing why, but Houtu smiled.

"When the Wu clan took shape, our ancestors were very happy, just like our children, one by one, and at that time, our twelve ancestors were very happy, thinking that they would definitely be able to develop with us for the world of the Father."

"But the terrifying thing is that there are too many creatures in the desolate world, and the weak creatures are constantly multiplying, too fast, and what is even more terrifying is that the creatures in the desolate world often have a lifespan of thousands of years, and even immortality."

"How strong was the aura of the desolate world at the beginning of the opening of the sky, the dragon clan, the wind clan and the unicorn clan, didn't they all see the decrease in the aura of the desolate desolation and then the war broke out."

"Everyone thinks that as long as they destroy each other, they can buy their race a longer survival time, and they can use the luck of heaven and earth to break through the realm, as long as they are strong! Strong to a level, there is definitely a way. ”

Hongyun fell silent, and at this time he realized that the desolate world was so strange, and all the great powers may chase the avenue, but everyone has their own insistence in their hearts, and they all retain the original goodness.

The Wu clan and the demon clan are all competing for living space, and it is true that they are ambitious, and they both want to use the luck of heaven and earth to achieve the Mixed Yuan Daluo Jin Immortal, but the original heart is still there.

All living creatures in the wilderness! The two lich clans are like cancerous cells, frantically trying to live forever with their hosts.

"Not Zhoushan!"

Hongyun stared at Houtu and asked the last question in his heart, "You tell me about your plan, maybe I have a way." ”

Houtu smiled, and at this moment she let go of all the burdens in her heart, and the crisp laughter echoed in her ears.

"Hongyun, sometimes we really envy you, you are carefree and unrestrained, and you do not pay attention to our so-called Pangu bloodline, and you have shouldered the burden of the flood since you were born."

"No Zhoushan! It was our ancestor witch and Nuwa as well as Dijun and Taiyi who secretly decided, once both defeated and the lich really had no winner, it would destroy Buzhou Mountain. ”

"Heaven and earth have been together for so long, heaven and earth can no longer coincide, don't worry."

"If the mountain is destroyed, the aura of the flood will decrease sharply, and there will be no easy cultivation of immortality, everything will wither, and the flood will definitely last longer."

Under the revelation of the desolation, Hongyun shook his head and sighed with a wry smile, as if he had become a tumor in the desolate world, but the two lich clans were doing their best for the desolation.

It's a pity that they don't know that after the mountain is broken, the desolate world is indeed as they imagined at the beginning, the aura has decreased sharply, and there will be no more Da Luo walking all over the sky during the flood famine, and the golden immortal is not as good as the dog.

The weak human race has become the protagonist of heaven and earth, and it is in a state of prosperity and prosperity that can continue indefinitely, but they don't know that in a war of gods, the way of heaven lifted a stone and broke his foot.

The desolate world was torn apart, and it directly degraded again to the four continents of the westward journey in later generations.

The saints used by the Heavenly Dao to sort out the flood have become the biggest tumors.