Above the wilderness, nine is the progression.

As the deepest part of the desolate world, the Nine Shadows are places that ordinary beings cannot reach in a lifetime.

There are very few creatures here, and they don't see the light of day.

There is only one river of the underworld, which seems to have existed since the time of chaos.

As synonymous with dead silence, the Nine Shadows have been transcendent since the beginning of their birth.

Whether it was the Beast Tribulation, the tribal hegemony, or the recent Lich War, none of them had affected here.

Ancient and secluded, blue and yellow springs.

Outside of cause and effect, the place of reincarnation.

Jiuyou, who has been quiet for an unknown number of years, is completely boiling today.

The creatures that can survive in the Nine Shadows are all beyond the masses of beings without exception.

Among them, the most famous is the Styx Ancestor who inadvertently created the Shura clan in order to imitate Nuwa.

As one of the most ancient and powerful creatures in the Flood Wilderness, the Styx Ancestor has not been so shocked in many years as it is today.

The short sentence 'I am from the heavens, come to find the earth', directly made the Styx Ancestor stand up from the sea of blood.

Compared with the second half of the sentence that called Houtu's name, Tang Hao's first half of the sentence shocked him even more.

God?

How dare this man call himself God?

Aren't you afraid of the addition of great cause and effect?

"Who is the sacredness of Taoist friends? Why have I never heard of your name? ”

In just a moment, the Styx Ancestor regained his composure.

He looked at the figure above the Nine Shadows and asked with some confusion.

For some reason, the big hand that had been tilted to the sky not long ago suddenly appeared in the mind of the Styx Ancestor.

At this time, this creature who called himself Heaven gave him the same feeling as the mysterious hand.

Don't look at it for a long time, and don't deduce it!

On the plain, Tang Hao heard the words of the Styx Ancestor, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked under his face covered by the chaotic aura.

I'm on top of the Blue Star, and if you've heard it, you're really damned.

After a moment of deep silence, Tang Hao, who was about to speak again, suddenly saw a figure on the bank of the River Styx, and suddenly there was a figure that overwhelmed the country and the city.

"Who's calling me?"

The hollow voice of the valley suddenly sounded.

The next moment, the entire Nine Shadows Land suddenly began to tremble violently, and six huge roulette wheels appeared in the void!

Houtu opened his beautiful eyes, and there was still a trace of confusion in them.

Ever since Gonggong angrily collided with Buzhou Mountain, Houtu chose to let himself sleep in the Six Realms of Reincarnation.

In order to fight for the control of the so-called heaven and earth, the twelve ancestors and witches were left with only Xuan Ming and Gonggong to survive in the world.

But in the end, the co-workers who finally survived would rather burn their own Yuan Shen essence blood and hit Nabu Zhou Mountain than survive.

Because Houtu was incarnated into the six reincarnations, only Xuan Ming was left in the Wu clan from then on, and he completely withdrew from the historical stage of the flood wilderness.

Houtu, who didn't want to pay attention to the affairs of the world anymore, was suddenly awakened by a mysterious force, and in a trance she heard someone calling her name.

After reappearing on the banks of the River Styx, Houtu took the lead in looking at the monstrous sea of blood not far away.

Styx Ancestor looked at Houtu's gaze and lightly pointed his finger at the void.

The next moment, Houtu's gaze fell on the flood wilderness, and Tang Hao's figure also appeared in his eyes.

"You're calling me by name?"

The ethereal voice sounded in Tang Hao's ears.

Unlike the Styx Ancestor, Tang Hao's chaotic and Xuanhuang aura that permeated his body did not shock Houtu.

The gaze as calm as the sea reveals a hint of mystery and purity.

As if he had seen through Tang Hao's true face, Houtu asked with some doubts.

On the plain, Tang Hao looked at the suddenly appeared Houtu, and his heart was slightly surprised.

I thought that as the descendant of the Wu clan, it might be the same as the co-workers of that day, and the body was strange.

Unexpectedly, the other party is not only the same as the human race, but also has a graceful posture and a beautiful appearance.

A long black and beautiful hair moved slightly in the wind, and it was scattered behind his head.

Looking at Hou Tu's slightly puzzled gaze, Tang Hao nodded and said lightly: "It's me." ”

Above the sea of blood, the Styx Ancestor sat down cross-legged again.

Just by looking at his appearance, he could conclude that this guy called God was definitely not weaker than himself.

Even, he felt that the other party had already taken that step!

Therefore, after the appearance of Houtu, the Styx Ancestor, who was left aside by Tang Hao, was not angry.

Instead, he eavesdropped on the conversation between the two with interest.

One is a saint who is comparable to a saint and incarnates a beautiful ancestral witch of the six realms, and the other is a mysterious and unpredictable anti-natural creature who suddenly appears.

The conversation between the two must be very interesting!

On the other side, after Houtu heard Tang Hao admit that he was looking for himself, a trace of mist suddenly flowed around his body.

The six huge roulette wheels in the void began to spin wildly, and the next moment, Hou Tu's figure appeared on Tang Hao's side!

And that plain, also covered by the power of reincarnation, became invisible.

"So stingy?"

Looking at this scene, the Styx Ancestor, who was pricking up his ears, was stunned.

I thought I could hear something interesting, but I didn't think that Houtu would give him this opportunity at all.

Pouting, a hint of contemplation flashed in the eyes of the Styx Ancestor, who were filled with extreme evil aura.

As one of the top figures in the wilderness, he thought of a lot of things the moment he saw Tang Hao.

Thinking that Dao Ancestor would soon be able to fit in person, Styx Ancestor suddenly felt that the flood that had been somewhat silent because of the Lich War seemed to be about to become lively again.

"What?"

On the other side, after hundreds of thousands of years, the Houtu that re-descended on the desolate land, looked at Tang Hao, who was a little stunned beside him, and asked calmly.

And at the moment after the arrival of the Houtu, there were more than a dozen eyes on the entire flood desolation looking towards the great desolate land at the same time.

It's just that before those people could see what was happening, countless reincarnation forces covered the entire plain.

Looking at the beautiful face in front of him that was only a few centimeters away from him, Tang Hao could even feel the faint aroma exhaled from the other party's mouth and nose.

Swallowing his saliva, Tang Hao silently took a few steps back.

The sudden appearance of Houtu almost frightened Tang Haoren to turn over on his back.

One second he was still on the banks of the River Styx, and the next second the other party suddenly appeared in front of him, and he was so close to him.

I almost kissed mouth to mouth!

Forcibly holding back the agitation in his heart, Tang Hao took a deep breath, looked at the back soil in front of him, and said, "I was looking for you to ask you to do me a favor." ”

"Help? How can it help? ”

The back soil skirt is fluttering, and a pair of white jade feet seem to be stepping on the water.

Beautiful but not demonic, demonic but not vulgar cheeks, a pair of bright eyes looked at Tang Hao fixedly, as if there was a brocade painting hidden in it.

Tang Hao, who was stared at by Houtu, inexplicably pointed to the Zhisheng clan on the ground who had already knelt down.

"I'd like to ask your tribe to do the Terrans a favor and plant those seeds successfully."

Hearing Tang Hao's words, Houtu looked away and looked at his feet.

The moment Houtu appeared in front of Tang Hao, Zhisheng's face showed a trace of shock.

He recognized Houtu, and the Houtu tribe was not far from the Terran tribe.

The seedlings that died before were found by the Zhisheng clan in the plantation in the Houtu tribe.

Because the soul of the human race can affect the consciousness of the demon race, so once the entire twelve tribes of the Wu race, more than half of them carried out a massacre of the human race!

But apart from this half, there are several tribes of the Wu tribe that are actually quite friendly to the human race.

Among them, the one who takes the most care of the human race is the former Houtu tribe.

After Nuwa became holy, she did not manage the human race.

Because its roots belong to the demon clan, when the demon clan slaughtered the human race, she only lightly reminded the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun to pay attention to proportion.

Houtu is indifferent because of his kind nature, and he is not very interested in controlling the flood wilderness.

After many attempts to persuade other ancestors to no avail, she could only allow the two clans to go to war.

Then, the Terrans, who were caught between the two races, inexplicably suffered an unjustified disaster, came into her sight.

Maybe it's ashamed, or maybe it's because you have a natural affection for the human race.

Houtu not only sheltered the Great Wilderness Terran from being slaughtered by demon beasts many times, but also often gave some food to the Zhisheng clan.

So when he saw Houtu again, Zhisheng hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to kneel on the ground.

"The Terran Zhisheng clan, meet Hou Tu Niangniang."

Since the six realms of the post-earthization and the reincarnation of the palm, the creatures above and below the flood have worshiped it as the mother of the earth.

Niangniang is their name for Houtu.

Just like sometimes, some creatures will also call Nuwa Niangniang.

After the Zhisheng clan knelt down, the human race behind him didn't know Houtu because they were all new generations.

But after hearing the leader's name for Houtu, they also reflected.

The beautiful woman in front of her is actually the legendary Houtu Niangniang who is comparable to the Nuwa Sage?

Thinking of this, many people hesitated for a moment, and then followed Zhisheng to half-kneel on the ground.

However, there are still some Terrans who do not kneel.

In their minds, whether it is Nuwa or Houtu, they are all high-ranking existences.

These beings don't care if they live or die.

Only Lord God is worthy of their bowing!

On the other side, Qing He looked at the sudden appearance of Houtu, and his face was suddenly full of nervousness.

The aura of a saint on the other party's body made her want to kneel on the ground involuntarily.

But Qing He quickly remembered what Tongtian had said before.

Above the wilderness, except for Tang Hao, she doesn't have to kneel anyone!

So, Qing He began to grit his teeth and fight against the power in the dark.

I am the mount of Mr., even if you are Houtu, I will not kneel to you!