Hongjun's words came out, and the entire flood shook, setting off a shocking storm, everyone's eyes widened, revealing shock, Hongjun is going to attack the underworld!

Although what he said was high-sounding, but the underworld is where the earth is, and it is a private territory that belongs to the Houtu, how can the power of the Heavenly Dao be allowed to enter? If Hongjun insists on this, there will definitely be bloodshed!

"Is this the calamity?"

Zhen Yuanzi, Kong Xuan, Lu Jian and other great powers of the desolation all felt a terrifying qi, Hongjun is in the world, and if he wants to fight against the underworld, it will definitely lead to unimaginable consequences!

Once the battle starts, the scale will be larger than the previous Xiao Sheng, Zhun Ti, and Yin, can this vast flood withstand it at that time?

For a moment, the bodies of countless living beings trembled, their whole bodies were cold, and they were engulfed in fear.

"Look for death!"

"Hongjun Lao'er is too arrogant, what kind of reckoning cause and effect washes away the evil spirit, he is the power to spy on the earth!"

"Kill, kill, sweep the heavens!"

“……”

In the underworld, Xingtian, Kuafu and other great witches were angry, looking up to the sky and shouting, murderous and angry, and the monstrous power of qi and blood around their bodies shook the ten directions.

During this time, they have been cultivating in the long river of tunnels, and they have been blessed by the power of the tunnels, and their cultivation has made great progress!

Hou Tu is the Dao Ancestor, and with her help, the cultivation of Xingtian, Kuafu and others has approached that of the Ancestral Witch, and in the flood wilderness, I am afraid that it is second only to the top quasi-saints such as the Styx Ancestor and Zhen Yuanzi.

The Wu clan's fighting spirit is flowing in their bones, and in the face of Hongjun's persecution, they are not afraid at all, but they are all angry, eager to kill them immediately!

"Is this the robbery of the underworld?" Houtu also appeared at this time, looking out of the underworld, and there was a trace of solemnity in his beautiful eyes.

Hongjun appeared, she was not surprised, she had already prepared, because Xiao Sheng had previously deduced the prophecy of "robbing the underworld" through the karmic roulette.

Houtu just didn't expect that Hongjun would come so quickly.

"Heavenly Dao, Heavenly Dao, let's take a look at my territory, whether Heavenly Dao has the ability to suppress my authentic realm!" There was a hint of evil in Houtu's beautiful eyes.

At this moment, Hou Tu Statue returned to the era of the Lich, at that time the ancestral witch fought the heavens and the earth, although she was very good-tempered among the twelve ancestral witches, but it was also relatively speaking, in fact, she was never afraid of war, and she was very fierce!

Swish!

At this time, the green light flashed, and Xiao Sheng appeared beside Houtu.

"You're back." Houtu smiled.

"Hmm." Xiao Sheng nodded.

"This time, we mainly stick to the underworld, in this underworld, with the blessing of the power of the earth, Hongjun can't do anything." Houtu said.

Although she is not afraid of fighting, she is not reckless, and when she rushes out of the underworld at this moment, she is giving up her advantages, and sticking to it is invincible.

"That's it." Xiao Sheng agreed, this was the most appropriate approach, but, for some reason, he felt in his heart that things would not be so simple.

"Houtu Dao Ancestor, don't you want to?" At the height of the desolation, Hongjun's pupils were indifferent, overlooking the underworld, and he spoke again, and his voice made countless wonders manifest between heaven and earth.

"Hongjun Lao'er, if you have the guts, go in, otherwise shut up and get out!" Houtu opened his mouth coldly, and with a "boom", the long river of tunnels emerged, running through the ninety-nine netherworld of the underworld, magnificent and boundless, and the endless power of the falling, blessed on Houtu's body, making her momentum not weaker than Hongjun at all.

Thundered~~~

The whole underworld shook, the six reincarnations roared, the Huangquan River set off a monstrous wave, the bridge glowed, the ghost gate passed the huge earthquake, the Wangxiangtai also bloomed with ten thousand mysteries, and the book of life and death also turned uproar.

"Roar~~"

The endless roars of ghosts were superimposed, and at the same time, they resounded throughout the heavens and all the worlds, and dense ghosts emerged from the deepest part of the underworld, with no end in sight.

The majestic and vast soul power surged out from the bodies of these ghosts, directly turning into an ocean of soul power, and the huge waves were tens of thousands of heavy, as if they were about to shake the heavens and all the worlds, and all the creatures in the desolation couldn't help but palpitate.

The underworld, the home of all souls!

After all living beings die, a little true spirit will be thrown into the underworld and reborn in other worlds through the six reincarnations, and at the same time, the most heinous ones will also be left in the underworld to be judged, and they need to be washed away from their sins before they can be reincarnated again.

In these countless eras, I don't know how much power has been accumulated in the underworld, and if such a force is completely stimulated, it will turn the world upside down!

In particular, there is still an endless power of merit in the underworld, and its number is probably more than that of the Sage Court, and once it is used, it will also turn into a great force that is enough to shatter the heavens and the earth.

No one had been able to control these powers before, so although the dungeon seemed terrifying, it was not really too dangerous.

But now it's different, Houtu awakens the tunnel, becomes the ancestor of the tunnel, and has perfectly controlled the entire underworld, if you get angry, stimulate these powers, the consequences will be catastrophic!

Rumble!

In the flood famine, the endless mountains shook, the four seas set off hundreds of millions of huge waves, the earth churned, the vast primeval jungle also shook, and the power of the underworld was fully recovered, even the flood and famine also shook.

The faces of countless living beings turned pale, this is just the beginning, the entire flood has been affected, if it continues, what will be the consequences?

"Run."

I don't know who it was, but suddenly let out a loud shout, and then a figure rose into the sky and flew to the depths of the desolate starry sky.

Whew!!

With the people at the beginning, the remaining supernatural powers no longer hesitated, some were alone, and some used means similar to the sun and moon in their arms and the universe in their sleeves to take away their entire sect, and all fled to the depths of the desolate starry sky.

For a time, thousands of streamers shone brightly, like a galaxy rising against the sky, penetrating to the deepest part of the universe, and the scene was quite magnificent.

When Xiao Sheng fought with Zhun Ti and Yin Yin before, his strength was full of brilliance, and he didn't know how many mountains and rivers were destroyed, and it was this battle that made the sentient beings realize the horror of the saint-level power!

Now that an even more terrible battle was about to take place, they naturally did not dare to continue to stay in the flood wilderness.

Of course, some top quasi-saints, such as Zhen Yuanzi and Kong Xuan, did not run away, they were very confident in their strength, even if they were not saint opponents, they could still dodge the aftermath of the battle.

The Styx Ancestor is the most entangled, the Netherworld Blood Sea is just outside the underworld, it can be said that it is the center of the battle at this moment, he wants to run away, but he doesn't dare, for fear that the movement will be too big, attract the attention of the saint, and slap himself to death.

"This Netherworld Blood Sea is too miserable, it is obviously the most remote place in the Flood Wilderness, as a result, every saint-level battle takes place here, and when this battle is over, if I am still alive, I must leave here!"

The Styx Ancestor made up his mind with a sad face, although he had a symbiotic relationship with this Netherworld Blood Sea, and he would have a huge advantage here, but compared to his small life, nothing mattered.

(End of chapter)