In the Flood Continent, when everyone thought that the Houtu would turn into a way and leave, a powerful sage's coercion swept through the Flood Wilderness.

In the midst of the flood, auspicious rui descended, and the golden lotus swelled in the ground, celebrating the birth of the saint, attracting countless creatures to worship the saints.

"Hou Tu Niang Niang is merciful!"

After the earth-like reincarnation, this move is beneficial to the earth, and it is also beneficial to sentient beings, and it should be an act of immeasurable merit.

However, this move is worthy of the land, only the Wu clan.

Originally, I thought she had no chance to make up for it, but now it seems that there is still a chance.

Standing above the sea of blood, Hou Tu felt eleven familiar breaths, and suddenly looked into the distance,

I saw that at the end of her sight, eleven figures slowly appeared.

Eleven Ancestral Witches!

It was the eleven ancestral witches who had finally arrived in the sea of blood in a hurry.

I thought that I would return to the arms of the Father, but I didn't find that I didn't die, not only did I not die, but I was also sanctified!

With such joy and sorrow, they don't know what to do now

The eleven ancestral witches were now in front of Houtu, looking at Houtu with complicated eyes, feeling the faint breath of the witch clan on Houtu's body, and his thoughts were even more inexplicable.

After a long time, Zhu Rong's eyes were red

"Houtu girl, why did you do this?"

Although he has a short temper, he is also the most affectionate of the twelve ancestors.

When she heard that Houtu was going to reincarnate with the body of an ancestral witch, coupled with the throbbing in her blood, Zhu Rong, who thought she would die, was almost heartbroken, and now when she saw Houtu, her forbearance was suddenly difficult to control.

Looking at Zhu Rong, whose eyes were red, Houtu also knew that what she did might not be accepted by her brother, and she didn't expect that she would be able to live again.

So he chuckled and said,

"Brother is an ancestral witch, and he is not afraid of other people's jokes when he cries like this!"

Hearing this, Zhu Rong wiped the tears on the tiger's eyes and muttered

"I think who dares to laugh at me? Isn't my Zhurong's fist hard?"

"Okay, okay, again, isn't my sister not dead this time? She also became a saint because of a blessing in disguise! In the future, our Wu clan will also have the protection of a saint! Brother should be happy!"

"But your ancestral witch body~?" At this point, several other ancestral witches also turned their heads to see that this problem would have to be faced sooner or later.

Hearing this, Houtu also sighed secretly, and said to several other ancestors,

This is the guidance of the Father, and as a descendant of the Father, we should also maintain the world that the Father has opened up!"

"But that's the blood that God has given us! You sacrifice it to the earth, are you still a witch?"

The question was a bit acute, and although the blood of the Ancestral Witch had reshaped her true body, the connection with the Witch Clan was really weak.

"Brother still denies that I am a witch?"

"Of course, no matter what you do, you will always be the Twelve Ancestors of the Wu Clan!"

Zhu Rong said quickly, and several other ancestors also nodded vigorously after hearing this

Of course, the sister will always be their sister, how can it be judged by just bloodline?

Hou Tu smiled when he heard this, and his heart felt warm.

Nine Netherworlds

After Houtu and the others entered the Nine Netherworld, two spirit treasures suddenly flew into Houtu's arms, and indeed the judge's pen and the book of life and death were two treasures of the underworld

"Lingbao automatically recognizes the master, Niangniang is worthy of being the master of life in the underworld!"

Looking at the judge's pen and the two spiritual treasures of the book of life and death, Chonglou said with a smile,

However, it is false that I am not envious in my heart, who is too little to have a spiritual treasure? The key is such a powerful spiritual treasure.

After hearing this, Houtu glanced at Chonglou and smiled, and continued to visit the scenery of Jiuyou.

Since the underworld is not inferior to the realm like the realm, although it does not have a huge and majestic building like the garden, it is also unique.

After a round trip, Houtu suddenly threw the judge's pen and the book of life and death into Chonglou's arms, which made Chonglou a little confused

"What do you mean?"

"It's for you!"

Houtu seems to have been given an ordinary thing rather than a rare spiritual treasure

Sure enough, sanctification is different, a superb Xianling treasure will be sent, and it will not even blink an eye, it is atmospheric!

"Niangniang, this is conditional, right?"

Chonglou has some tentative ways

"That's right, this underworld will be left to you to take care of in the future!"

Houtu nodded and looked at the heavy building,

"Won't Niangniang hand it over to a few other ancestors to manage?"

Hearing this, Hou Tu looked at a few brothers around him angrily, when it comes to fighting, several brothers around him are all good hands, but if they manage the forces, this is difficult for them!

Seeing Houtu's eyes, several ancestral witches also smiled a little embarrassedly, their eyes were a little evasive, it seemed that they also knew that they couldn't do that job.

Moreover, now that she has become a saint and sits in the six realms of reincarnation, she will naturally be able to extend the luck and blessing of the Wu clan and bless the Wu clan for eternity, even if the Wu clan is decayed this time, the Wu clan will not be in danger of extinction as before~

In this way, there is no need to force the elder brother to do these things that they are not happy with.

Moreover...

I don't know what I thought, Hou Tu's face flashed with a different color, she was sanctified, so she was able to see more,

"In short, the underworld is handed over to you!"

Hou Tu waved his hand absently, and his tone was a little impatient.

Chonglou smiled when he saw this, and put away the two spiritual treasures and said

"Niangniang, I'm a devil! Niangniang is not afraid that I will make the underworld into a miasma, and the demons will dance wildly?"

After hearing this, Hou Tu looked at Chonglou with gloomy eyes, and asked with deep meaning

"Daoyou?"

Just when Chonglou wanted to refute, the voice of Houtu came from his ears

"That's right, Zhen Yuanzi!"

Hearing this, Chonglou's heart couldn't help but tremble, and he could only say without changing his face,

"What is the matter with Niangniang Zhen Yuanzi? Who is Zhen Yuanzi, did Niangniang recognize the wrong person?"

"Okay, don't pretend!

"What does the mother know?"

Seeing that Chonglou wanted to continue to quibble, Houtu glared at him, and then calmly said

"Someone who said that he was seriously injured and unconscious, but he knows everything clearly, should you slap this shameless thief to death in the palm of your hand?

Chonglou couldn't help but panic after hearing this, and forcibly defended himself,

"He's your savior!"

"That's why I'm a little distressed, and I don't know what to do, so I'm just shooting to death, and he uses a fake identity to fool this seat!"

Hou Tu looked at Chonglou and fiddled with his palms twice, as if considering the strength of his palms.

Seeing this, Chonglou complained a little weakly,

"I'm the Demon Respect Building, it's not fake! And why do you think I'm fake, do you have any evidence? Wouldn't I just want to kill people and kill people!"

Houtu thought about it and said a little seriously,

"Intuition!"

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