Chapter Ninety-Seven: Reincarnation
The stars fell to the ground, and the power of the Zhou Tian Star Array was greatly reduced.
Ten Ancestral Witches worked together to break the Great Array.
But the primeval stars fell from the sky, and the impact of each primeval star would not be weaker than that of the quasi-saints.
The two ancestral witches swung their fists and smashed dozens of primeval stars.
But Dijiang Candle Jiuyin also paid a heavy price.
The original perfect ancestral witch's body appeared with a crack.
The physical body is the root of the ancestral witch, and it can be seen that the nine yin injuries of the Emperor River Candle are extremely serious.
So the Chaos Bell rang, and the Hetu Luo Book also flew out of Di Jun's hand.
The two ancestral witches were beheaded by Emperor Juntaiyi.
Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang, Ancestral Witch Candle Nine Yin has fallen!
The two ancestral witches fell and their blood and qi did not disperse, and Taiyi used a gourd to collect the blood and qi of the two ancestral witches.
The ancestral witches are connected by blood, the two ancestral witches have fallen, and the remaining ancestral witches are almost crazy.
Only Houtu remained calm.
When I opened my eyes, all I saw was the withering of life.
Hearing it is full of the sorrow of life.
Endless souls were carried by blood and flowed towards the sea of blood.
"Why death is the end of everything, if the end of death is rebirth, the two eldest brothers may still have a glimmer of life, and the creatures in the world, including my witch clan, will always have an afterlife to look forward to. ”
Endless souls wept, and they did not want to enter the filthy sea of blood.
"Death is life!"
"For the Wu clan, but also for the creatures of this world. ”
"I, Houtu, am willing to establish an underworld and turn into reincarnation!"
The back soil opened, and the sonic shook the wilderness.
The body of Houtu is transformed into the underworld, and the soul of Houtu is transformed into reincarnation.
"Soul, return!"
So the Endless Soul no longer fell into the sea of blood, but went straight to the underworld.
Since then, the cycle of life and death has been reversed.
Death has also become a part of life.
The body is incarnated in the underworld, and the soul is incarnated.
From then on, there should have been no Houtu in the world, but Houtu cultivated the Yuan Shen early, and the Yuan Shen of Hou Tu still had a faint trace of Yuan Shen after turning into six reincarnations.
When reincarnation is opened, there is merit.
Merit descends from heaven, and Houtu absorbs a large amount of merit.
So a trace of the primordial spirit became complete again.
But only the original god has no body, and Houtu is no longer the ancestor of the Wu clan.
The underworld was opened, but a book appeared in the underworld.
There are three big characters in the book: Book of Life and Death!
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Outside the Pangu Palace, Pangu held an axe and ascended into the void.
Rahu followed, and the battle between Pangu and Rahu Xu Siyuan couldn't see clearly.
But when he saw the desolation shake, the void shattered.
After a long time, Pangu smashed Rahu with an axe, and Rahu's figure exploded, and the black gas of the Dao Dao dispersed into the desolation.
Rahu also had a shot fall into the Pangu Palace.
The black gas dispersed into the flood wilderness, and from then on, the flood wilderness had a demonic inheritance!
Outside the Pangu Palace, millions of witches knelt on the ground in unison.
Millions of witches, including Chiyou, were extremely sad.
Because the heart of Pangu has stopped beating!
The heart of Pangu no longer beats, and it is no longer difficult for the Pangu Hall to hide in the void.
From now on, there can be no more witches in the Pangu Palace, they are the last witches!
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At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Dijiang Candle Jiuyin died, and the earth body was reincarnated in the underworld, and only nine ancestors were left among the twelve ancestors in an instant.
Several stars fell to the earth, and countless witches were smashed to pieces.
The nine ancestral witches were furious.
Without the three ancestral witches, the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array no longer existed.
So the Pangu phantom became nothing.
The nine ancestral witches said in unison: "We are from Pangu, and we should return to Pangu!"
"With my flesh and blood, with Pangu. ”
The nine Ancestral Witches fell to the ground, and nine drops of essence blood flew out of the corpses of the Nine Ancestral Witches.
This is the blood of Pangu.
With the help of nine drops of essence blood, Pangu, which was originally going to return to nothingness, became condensed again.
Pangu swung his fist, Di Jun was knocked away by a punch, and Taiyi held the Chaos Bell in his hand to resist one or two.
But the Chaos Clock was also knocked away by Pangu.
"Dang!"
The Chaos Bell hit Buzhou Mountain, Buzhou Mountain shook for a while, and then I saw Buzhou Mountain crack in the middle.
(Although legend has it that the CCP workers hit Buzhou Mountain angrily, I think how to support the flood as soon as Tianzhu hits it, so I set that part of Buzhoushan's power was sucked away first, and then it could be interrupted by a big war.) )
It is the highest mountain in the flood wilderness, it is the pillar of heaven and earth, and he is the spine of Pangu.
It was supposed to last forever.
But now, Buzhou Mountain, has fallen!
The remnants of the desolation suddenly felt that the sky was getting darker and darker, and the sky was getting lower and lower.
God, collapsing!
No, the mountain fell.
The sky is falling!
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In the underworld, when the Houtu Yuan God was reborn, the nine ancestral witches all fell.
Houtu is full of grief, but now is not the time to grieve.
Endless souls poured into the underworld.
Since the reincarnation of the underworld is opened, it is natural to cross sentient beings.
The Lich War killed too many living beings, and the endless souls were crowded, and the earth waved his hand, and the two successful virtues turned into a golden bridge, which connected the desolate underworld, and all living beings could enter the underworld from the bridge when they died.
"Born in the world, there is a lot of suffering, this bridge is called Nai He Bridge!"
Many souls were in chaos after crossing the Nai He Bridge, and some of the creatures who had cultivated in front of them were also stronger after death.
So the strong bully and crowd out the weak, and the strong want to go to reincarnation as soon as possible.
Houtu waved his hand, and a river appeared in front of many souls.
The feathers of this river do not float, and the birds are sad.
As soon as Chengde fell into the river and turned into a wooden boat.
This river is difficult to cross, only merit can be crossed.
Houtu spoke: "This river only crosses the innocent!"
Most of the souls stopped, and many of them stepped into the river with the confidence that they had cultivated into a powerful soul.
Then all these spirits were submerged by the river and fell to the bottom of the river and turned into stone grains.
The stone grains come together to form bizarre stones.
No one dared to try again, and one creature asked, "How can I wash away the sins from my body?"
"If there is a small evil, it is enough to repent of it. ”
"If there is a great evil, you must cross the sword mountain and the sea of fire!"
Houtu waved his hand, and a sword mountain and a sea of fire appeared in the underworld.
If they take off their sins, the canoe will lead them to the other side.
Then Houtu came to the side of the Nai He Bridge.
In front of Houtu's eyes, the figures of Dijiang, Xuan Ming and other ancestral witches appeared again, but they were all gone.
"The past is like a dream!"
Houtu sighed in a low voice.
Houtu watched Buzhou Mountain fall.
The originally glamorous Houtu turned into a gray-haired old woman.
"I am the only one of the Twelve Ancestors, but the descendants of our Father God have interrupted the Heavenly Pillar that Father God has incarnated!"
How can she use her true face to see the world.
"The past is like a dream, a girl is a mother!"
"Meng Po, Meng Po!"
"From now on, I will be called Meng Po!"
From now on, there is no future land in the world, only Meng Po.
When Houtu was incarnated in the underworld, the two red bean seeds on her body also took root in the underworld.
Meng Po beckoned, the red bean blossoms, the flowers bloomed, and the red and glamorous were unparalleled.
Bloody!
"From now on, you will call it the other side flower!"
"It's just that people can't last long, how can flowers be common. Thou shalt wait for the future, when there are flowers but no leaves, and there are leaves without flowers!"
"Flowers on the other side, bloom on the other side, only see flowers, not leaves!"
"If you don't see each other, it's hard to remember the past!"
Meng Po sighed in a low voice: "No, no, it's hard to see each other again!"
"Never again!"