"The flood has changed!" Several saints whispered in their hearts, there is one more Dao Ancestor in the underworld, which is comparable to Hongjun, and it will definitely affect the situation of the flood famine.

Of course, the Heavenly Dao is powerful, and Hongjun's power is stronger, even if the Houtu is terrifying, most of the power will be confined to the underworld, but it can't really threaten them.

It's just that, no matter what, the current flood is different from before, and the post-earth preaching will have an incomparably far-reaching impact, which is a real blockbuster historical event!

"I'm a very powerful backer." Xiao Sheng was also shocked when he saw it, although he knew that Houtu would become very strong after preaching, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

As soon as he made a move, the two Heavenly Dao Saints fell!

From then on, he didn't have to worry about anything, even if he offended Hongjun, as long as he returned to the underworld, the other party couldn't help him.

With Houtu as a backer, in the midst of the wilderness, he can almost lie horizontally, and even top heavenly saints such as Taiqing Laozi and Yuan Shi Tianzun dare not give him face on the bright side.

"Our Wu clan finally has a saint!" Xingtian, Kuafu and other great witches were even more excited, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and shout, as if they wanted to vomit out all the innumerable years of suppression.

After the extinction of the Wu clan, and after the battle of the Yellow Emperor and Chiyou, the overall strength has weakened to the extreme, and there are basically only two or three big fish and small fish.

According to the original trajectory, in the future, with the fall of the Houtu Yuan God, some of their remaining witch clans are estimated to be completely wiped out by those big forces in the desolation.

At that time, the Wu clan will really be extinct.

It can be said that before this, the future of the Wu clan is dark, and there is only despair.

But now it's completely different, with such a Dao Ancestor as Houtu in charge, they can develop to their heart's content and grow their own strength from then on.

In the future, the Wu clan will surely become a great and powerful clan in the wilderness again, and regain the glory of the primeval era.

"Woo woo~~"

At this time, the sound of crying came from above the sky, and the sky darkened, and I don't know when a cloud of blood appeared, covering the entire desolation.

Bang!

Accompanied by a terrible blood-colored lightning, the entire flood rain poured blood, the heavens and the earth became dark, and the sound of crying resounded throughout the world.

"It's ...... God cry! ”

"With such a scale of heavenly crying, is it the fall of the saint?"

"What's going on in the Netherworld Blood Sea?!"

“……”

The huge flood famine, countless powers were shocked, dumbfounded, this scene was too terrifying, blood clouds shrouded the entire flood famine, accompanied by crying, raining boundless blood.

Only the fall of the saints will cause such a vision of heaven and earth.

In the Netherworld Blood Sea, the saints gathered, and their breaths were intertwined, making this place a "black hole", and no power could even think of snooping into it.

Therefore, the great war that took place here was not known to the great supernatural powers of the Flood Wilderness.

At this moment, when I saw the crying vision of this day, I was all terrified, my whole body was cold, and my face became pale, what happened in the underworld? Is that calamity about to explode in its power today?

Once the calamity breaks out, everyone will be involved, and no one will be spared, even the top quasi-saints may fall, and it will be a catastrophe that will sweep the entire flood famine!

"You dare to cry for the people I killed? Let's disperse. ”

Hou Tu raised his head, glanced at the sky, a trace of dissatisfaction appeared on his beautiful face, and with a slight wave of his hand, a vast mana suddenly surged into the sky and blasted into the blood cloud.

Bang!

In just an instant, the blood cloud that enveloped the entire flood wilderness, although it was vast and boundless, collapsed inch by inch, turned into invisible, and the flood and desolate land was clear.

"The fall of the saint, the sorrow of heaven and earth, this is a vision born of the induction of the Heavenly Dao, and this Houtu does this, it is simply a provocation to the Heavenly Dao."

Taiqing Laozi and the others were all taken aback, and felt that Houtu's courage was inevitably too great, this was a frontal provocation to the authority of the Heavenly Dao, and it was uncertain what kind of revenge it would cause.

They subconsciously glanced at the sky, but after waiting for a while, nothing happened, nothing calm.

Only the two corpses that Zhun Ti and the two corpses were filled with endless mist, turning into a piece of gas, steaming upwards and dissipating into the void.

After that, they will be resurrected in the heavenly river and re-enter the world.

"This should be Heavenly Dao's respect for the Authentic Dao, and Heavenly Dao regards the Authentic Dao as an existence of the same level as himself, so he doesn't care about such a small offense."

After thinking about it, several saints understood the truth, and their faces couldn't help but become more solemn, the terrifying Houtu Dao Ancestor was far beyond their imagination!

Now in the midst of the flood, only Hongjun can deal with it.

The matter has come to this, anyway, they also got what they wanted, and it is no good to stay here, and now Taiqing Laozi arched his hand and said:

"Dao Ancestor has just succeeded in preaching, and there must be countless chores to deal with, so I won't bother and leave." With that, the body turned into the light of the endless avenue and dissipated into the sky.

Yuan Shi Tianzun and Tongtian Sect Master also said goodbye to each other.

"Finally gone, finally gone!" Under the Netherworld Blood Sea, the Styx Ancestor cried out, completely moved, feeling that he had survived an unimaginable crisis.

Just now, if a few saints continued to fight, maybe a wisp of coercion would spread out, and the Netherworld Blood Sea would be completely evaporated, and he, the Styx Ancestor, would also be killed.

"The flood is too dangerous, I must be more cautious, the Netherworld Blood Sea is at the gate of the underworld, it is impossible for me to abandon the foundation of this place, after that, I must find a way to blend into the underworld and become a force in the underworld." Then, the Styx Ancestor's eyes flickered and he thought.

He really wanted to maintain his independence, but he obviously couldn't do it now, the Netherworld Blood Sea was too close to the underworld, and the so-called side of the couch would not allow others to sleep soundly, and if he didn't show his loyalty, it was estimated that he would be completely finished.

"When a man sits at home, evil comes from heaven." The Styx Ancestor sighed for a long time.

However, at this time, in the sky above the Netherworld Blood Sea, Nuwa did not leave, and her always cold face showed a smile at this moment, and she came to Houtu.

"I didn't expect that you would be able to get to this point, and I would have to bow down." Nuwa laughed.

As a rare female supernatural in the wilderness, although Nuwa was the leader of the demon clan during the period of the Lich Tribulation, she actually had a good relationship with the Xuan Ming and Houtu in the Wu clan.

"I have to thank my brother for his help along the way." Houtu sighed, then took Nuwa's hand and chuckled: "After the lich measured the tribulation, after a long time apart, let's go to the underworld to talk about it." ”

The two top existences both have the best appearances, one has a gentle temperament, the other has a cold temperament, standing together, making this piece of heaven and earth lose its color.

Xiao Sheng was also stunned, and then came back to his senses, secretly ashamed in his heart, these two female saints were as if they had cultivated the Great Dao of Charm to perfection.

(End of chapter)