Seeing that the people of all races are aggressive.

Di Jiang's heart was slightly dissatisfied. 、

In order to let the Houtu pursue their own path, they sacrificed so much.

The opening up of the underworld by the Blessing Flood is to give the creatures of the Flood Wilderness a chance to reincarnate.

Today, the people of all races are talking about Fuxi.

Isn't this a denial of the merits of Houtu?

His voice was slightly cold: "If you want to talk about it, that's fine. ”

The eyes of all the people lit up.

Could it be that the Ten Ancestral Witches intend to give in?

The Wu clan was already arrogant and unreasonable in the flood wilderness, and the few people of the ten thousand races who spoke just now were just trying their luck.

I didn't expect to usher in a turnaround!

But the next sentence made the people of all races feel cold.

I saw Di Jiang's eyes sweeping over everyone casually, and he said in a deep voice: "Fuxi's reincarnation as a human is the will of the Nuwa Sage!" ”

"He reached an agreement with the former human emperor, and Fu Xi was able to be reincarnated into the human race as a demon clan."

"It seems that you not only disrespect the underworld, but also do you not take the saints seriously."

"If you are not convinced, you can go to the Wa Palace now to find the Nuwa Sage theory, as long as she says that you are allowed to reincarnate back into your own clan, then I will give you this opportunity!"

Now Nuwa has thought about it in the Nuwa Palace.

How can there be any leisure to manage this desolation?

Not to mention that the power of the saint should not be offended, go to her for a theory?

I'm afraid I'm getting impatient with life.

But to be reborn at this time is not to completely leave the group you live in!

The faces of the people of all races were ugly, but they did not dare to say more about this matter.

At this moment, a black dense fog slowly flew out of the underworld, carrying a ghostly aura.

At the moment when the ghost aura condensed, a wonderful-looking woman appeared in front of everyone.

It is the Xuan Ming that is independent of the Ten Hall Yamas.

Seeing that the faces of the people of all races were ugly, Xuan Ming's voice echoed in everyone's ears.

"The Netherworld is vast, and what you see is only the tip of the iceberg."

"Netherworld is just a city."

"If you refuse to enter samsara, you can come to my command!"

A few bold ancestors of the Ten Thousand Clans looked at Xuan Ming with curiosity.

Not long after the opening of the underworld, everyone is not clear about the things.

Is there really another way out?

Come to think of this.

They looked at the remnant souls behind them, and couldn't help but hesitate to ask.

"Please also ask Lord Xuan Ming to show us a clear path, if you don't want to enter that reincarnation, is there any other place to go?"

"We and other clansmen have lived in the clan for several epochs, how can this relationship be separated?"

Xuan Ming's words were cold and ruthless.

The voice echoes in the underworld!

"Anyone who doesn't want to enter reincarnation can cultivate with me as a ghost cultivator, and from now on, they will live in my ghost town!"

"The ghost town under my command is extremely vast, and there are all kinds of facilities, so it is easy to get twice the result with half the effort."

"However, ghost cultivators must not easily leave the Netherworld Realm, let alone interfere with the affairs of the Flood Desolation!"

This......

One word shocked everyone.

Both paths have completely severed the relationship between everyone.

If you enter the reincarnation of the six realms, you will be reincarnated in the six realms from now on, and you will have nothing to do with it.

But in the final analysis, it is still the creatures of the desolation.

The second path sounds like nothing wrong, but there are big hidden dangers here.

Not entering reincarnation can preserve the memories of life.

At least you can remember the bits and pieces of the desolation.

However......

You can only be bound to the underworld for the rest of your life, and you have to cultivate the ghost way.

The two options don't sound like much of a difference, but there are a lot of frustrations in them.

Many ancestors of the Ten Thousand Races sighed deeply.

There was a hint of complexity in their eyes.

If you don't want to enter the underworld, you have to reshape the body of these souls.

But this is no small matter!

Reforging the flesh requires a lot of genius treasures.

Since the opening of the flood famine, I don't know how many people have perished.

Even if all the treasures of the entire flood desolation were pulled out, it would be impossible to satisfy so many people to reforge their bodies!

Do they have any other options now?

As for becoming a soul body, it will slowly die out over time.

When that day comes, it will be equivalent to completely disappearing between heaven and earth, how can there be any chance to enter the six realms of reincarnation?

"Hou Tu Niang Niang created the underworld, which gave us all a chance to choose."

"The queen mother is so hard-working, how can we live up to the mother?"

"Everyone chooses where to go after a while!"

Nine-tailed fox, spirit clan, multi-treasure rat clan... The ancestors of several big clans spoke out together.

The sound was like an endless thunderbolt, which kept spreading into the distance.

Many remnants of souls who heard this were sad.

But they knew in their hearts that this was the only chance!

Now the yin and yang have been decided.

If dragged on, their remnants will no longer be able to be saved, and will only disappear.

Even if there is a lot of reluctance in the heart, it is destined to enter reincarnation.

"I am a member of the three hundred remnant souls of the Jiaolong Clan, and I am willing to enter the six realms of reincarnation today."

"I am a member of the sixty-five clans of the remnant soul of the Bifang clan, and I am willing to become a ghost cultivator with the Xuanming Ancestor Witch, and no longer set foot in the desolate world!"

"I, the remnant soul of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, six thousand and five people, am willing to enter the ghost city to recultivate!"

……

Among the peoples, the voice is faint and endless.

One by one, living beings entered reincarnation, and a large number of people followed Xuan Ming away.

Now the door of the ghost is reopened.

The prefecture began operations in earnest.

And all living beings are endless, and souls are reincarnated!

In the following time, the changes in the desolate world became more and more obvious.

Xuanyuan's divine sense swept across the desolate land.

The devastation caused by the collapse of the sky is no longer there.

The earth is rejuvenated.

After a few blessings, the oases are everywhere, and the vegetation is overgrown.

Countless birds and animals are everywhere.

He saw it even more.

Not far ahead, there are a few white and flawless bunnies bouncing there.

After just two steps, I saw a slender cyan snake rushing down from the tree and biting the rabbit into its mouth.

In the past, the flood was lifeless and lifeless, but now the flood is a different scene.

"The endless years of the flood and famine, with the emergence of the six reincarnations, there are now a lot of new vitality."

"Innate beings are destined to retire from the stage of history one day, and when that time comes, acquired souls will become the mainstream of history."

Alas......

Xuanyuan Mo sighed.

Several calamities have passed, and the flood has been completely changed.

The old people of the past have long been gone, and the general trend of the flood has long been different from what it used to be.

There are a lot of people coming and going at the foot of the mountain.

The former Terran tribe exuded a stronger vitality than before.

Every day, new babies are born.

All this has also made a lot of changes in Buzhoushan.

At this time, Houtu slowly came to Xuanyuan's side, with helplessness in his good-looking eyes.

Although the human race has become the mainstream of the flood wilderness.

But there are still many things that are unpredictable, and now that I think about it, it is impossible for the flood to be calm all the time.

"What's wrong? The rise of the human race, the stability of the six realms of reincarnation, why do you feel a little sentimental when you look at you? ”

"Could it be that there are other major events about to happen in the flood?"

Xuanyuan's body turned into a breeze and slowly came to a tree.

He held a rabbit with a broken foot in his arms.

As his hand stroked the white hair, the cyan light slowly melted into his body.

A powerful vitality that keeps healing the rabbit in its arms.

His hand let go, and the rabbit jumped to the ground, leaping into the distance.

"The Lich Hoasm is over."

"It's a good thing that the flood has been reborn."

"Doesn't that mean that a new calamity has begun..."

Hearing Xuanyuan's emotion, Houtu couldn't help but be stunned, and a complicated sadness appeared on his face...