With just a flick of the jade hand, the terrifying Dao had already squeezed the space to stagnation, as if the entire void had been pressed into his hand.

Before Houtu on one side could stop it, he found that the jade hand had already grabbed Wu Shen fiercely.

But with the light swing of space, a familiar spatial fluctuation escaped, and a strange smile appeared on Houtu's face.

And Nuwa let go of her hand with hatred, and "Wu Shen"'s body slowly dissipated like water waves.

Obviously, Wu Shen had already used his spatial divine power to slip away.

With the disappearance of Wu Shen's figure, Wu Shen's voice echoed in the space:

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, I'll go back to retreat first, but I didn't come out until I felt something in the middle of the retreat, so don't be so violent next time.

And Sister Houtu, I'll leave first.

As for the Terrans, you two need to settle down... ”

And Nuwa couldn't help but stomp her feet when she heard Wu Shen's words, and the image of the iceberg goddess collapsed a little, and she said angrily:

"Why are there so many means for this golden harvest! I thought that when I became holy, I would be able to round and knead him.

Hmph, it must be because of me that I preached, and I haven't been able to digest and understand yet, otherwise... ”

Although Nuwa was huffing and saying that she wanted to make a good wave of Wu Shen, she still knew in her heart that Wu Shen was the biggest project of her sanctification.

Not only did he tell her the method of sanctification, but according to Wu Shen, he also deliberately gave her nine days of rest for her to come out halfway through the retreat.

This favor karma is too much to owe.

Of course, Nuwa didn't seriously want to knead Wu Shen, just joking with Wu Shen.

Otherwise, according to her current methods, even if Wu Shen can escape, I am afraid that she will have to take off a layer of skin, how can it be so easy.

Houtu is also at the right time to come out and play a round:

"Okay, okay, I know that Sister Nuwa, you are amazing. But what about so many Terrans?"

Nuwa took advantage of this ladder to step down, not caring about Wu Shen, but frowning at the little people who jumped and called her mother.

She could feel that although these human races were not as fragile as ordinary creatures made of clay, they were also limited in strength.

It's still very inferior to the witch clan and the congenital demon clan.

But Nuwa was able to feel the potential of the race, which she called "humans."

After all, he was just born and accepted the blessings of the Heavenly Dao and the huge luck, which should be the protagonist template of the next calamity that Wu Shen said.

So Nuwa silently deduced in her heart, and soon deduced a set of methods suitable for their cultivation according to the physique of the human race.

Then the jade hand waved lightly, and this method was quickly imprinted into the hearts of everyone of the human race.

Immediately, Nuwa turned her head to Houtu and said:

"Sister Houtu, although I am a congenital incarnation and can be regarded as a demon clan, I have a general relationship with the demon clan Heavenly Court.

Moreover, I created the Terran according to the form of the Wu Clan, so I hope that the Terran can depend on your Wu Clan to survive.

After all, they are too weak, and the racial fortune they possess is too great, and I am afraid that someone will calculate them... ”

As she spoke, Nuwa glanced at the sky.

Obviously, she was worried about the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court.

Although she is a saint, she is now in a calamity, and the heavens are chaotic, and it is difficult to calculate.

Moreover, Emperor Jun Taiyi has the Eastern Emperor Bell Protector, which can also cover the heavens.

Instead of believing in the demon clan, she wanted to choose the Wu clan more, after all, the Wu clan is known to be full of muscles, and she would not think of calculating.

Then Tu naturally agreed.

Not only because Nuwa is her good sister, but also because this should be what Wu Shen meant.

Otherwise, as a member of the Wu clan, why did he still tell Nuwa to the two people in Houtu, and also tell Nuwa the method of creating people.

Besides, Nuwa is a saint now!

A saint's favor is unusually precious on the occasion of this kind of lich war.

Soon, the other ancestral witches also rushed over, and after Houtu's explanation, they naturally agreed.

And a region was divided under the Zhou Mountain as the clan land of the human race.

At this time, the two people in the West were also sanctified.

After becoming sanctified, the two glanced at each other, and Qi Qi felt helpless.

Although the merit is sanctified, there is no treasure of merit, and I always feel that I am a head behind Sanqing and Nuwa.

Moreover, this saint fruit position is still from the hands of Heavenly Dao, and it is far from being as free as Sanqing Nuwa.

With the success of the two saints of the West, all the six saints of the flood have returned to their places!

When the vision of the Heavenly Dao in the desolation was about to disappear, it was reborn and changed.

The flood has not been performed, and the extremely filthy land of Hongmeng is a sea of netherworld blood.

This is the most filthy place in the wilderness, and it is the place where all resentment, anger, and evil qi gather!

And this is also the gathering place of the souls of many desolate creatures after their death.

These spirits are not erased, they cannot dissipate on their own, and some even give birth to consciousness, which then floats in from all directions.

Because these souls need the filthy aura of the Netherworld to survive, there are countless souls in the Netherworld, the Netherworld's Sea of Blood, which rises and falls.

Today, this dark and filthy place is illuminated by a majestic aura of merit.

In the depths of the sea of blood, a twelve-pint black and red lotus rose and fell with the sea of blood.

On the lotus platform, a Taoist in a black robe pinched the Taoist trick with his hand.

There were thousands of thunderbolts resounding through the sky, endless blood clouds gathered in the high sky, and monstrous red light reflected in the eight directions of the netherworld.

He's the Styx Ancestor!

Since the opening of Hongmeng, the Netherworld Blood Sea has been derived, and a placenta has been born in the Netherworld Blood Sea.

This placenta has undergone the contamination of the world's most filthy air and the amazing successful transformation of its heels, and it is born as a great supernatural power!

Styx has gone through countless years of cultivation and is already at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

And after experiencing the Six Holy Paths, a burst of enlightenment surged in Styx's heart.

He felt like he had found his way to enlightenment!

That is to emulate Nuwa. Evolve a new race!

Since the creatures of the desolation have the blessing of heavenly luck, the human race was born.

Then there should also be a new clan born in the soul, this is the rule of the Heavenly Dao!!

"I am the River Styx, and today I follow the way of heaven and create a clan, whose name is Asura !!"

Finally, the luck that had gathered in the sky seemed to have found its owner at this time, and rushed straight down towards the River Styx!

Many of Honghu's great supernatural powers all set their eyes on the Netherworld Blood Sea at this time, with serious expressions.

Naturally, they also thought about emulating Nuwa and creating a clan, but Heaven didn't allow it!

And because of its heels, the River Styx conformed to the way of heaven and was able to create the Asura clan!

With the surging sea of blood, huge figures appeared around the twelve-rank black lotus where the Styx River was located.

The males are ugly and have a peculiar appearance, while the females are extremely gorgeous!

The crane seems to imply the truth in his eyes.

And the six saints looked at the merits of the sky and the figure that appeared, and their expressions were solemn.

Could it really be that Styx could not be sanctified without relying on the merits of Hongmeng Purple Qi?