The ancestor of the Styx River created the Asura clan, established the Asura Sect, and preached the Tao by killing, such a big movement, how could the Taoist of no return not feel it, only to see that in his eyes, the purple light came out of his body, and shot away thirty-three days away, and he saw that in the long river of fate, a round of great sun luck suppressed the long river of fate, ten thousand demons attacked, and the rolling demon qi swept in all directions, which can be called the head of the flood and famine, but since Nuwa Niangniang became holy, the luck of the demon clan has risen sharply, and for the first time, it has crossed the Wu clan and pressed it down.

However, the people who have no way to return know that the demon clan is just passing over the witch clan for a while, only to see that in the luck of the witch clan, a stream of Xuanhuang qi mixed with a black evil qi, like a shadow, has never dissipated, and there is also a heavenly machine to show that when there are six reincarnations. Reincarnation creates, many creatures in the flood are reincarnated, and there is hope for life, the soul is reincarnated in a cycle, and the heavenly way is the right body, and the time for post-earthization reincarnation is not far away.

And among these countless luck, an undetectable luck is weak but extremely tenacious, attached to the luck of the demon race, slowly growing, but it is the luck of the human race, and now the lich has not declined, it is like a hidden dragon diving, without missing a trace.

Retracting his gaze, the returnless Taoist spoke: "Qingsong Tong'er, you quickly go to the East China Sea Crystal Palace and invite the Dragon Mother Daoist here." ”

"Yes!" Hearing this, the green pine boy immediately held Ruyi in his hand and went straight to the Crystal Palace.

After a while, I saw the Dragon Mother walking in with a cane, and the dragon power was permeated all over her body, but she had already achieved the quasi-saint supreme, and I saw the Dragon Mother slap a joke towards the no-return Daoist: "Fusheng Immeasurable Tianzun, the poor Dao has seen the no-return Dao brother, and the Dao brother hurriedly recruited the poor Dao to come today, so what's the matter?"

The Daoist smiled when he heard this, glanced at the Dragon Mother and said, "Without him, there is a merit to give to the Dragon Clan, Daoist friends and poor Dao go to the Netherworld Blood Sea." ”

"Merit? Netherworld Blood Sea? Dao Brother is going to the Netherworld Blood Sea to congratulate the Styx Sect Master?" There is such a big movement in the sea of blood, the Dragon Mother is also a quasi-saint now, how can she not sense it, hearing the Daoist of No Return say this, she couldn't help but ask.

The returnless Taoist shook his head when he heard this, but he didn't say a word, set up a retreat, and went to the netherworld blood sea.

At the entrance of the netherworld, it can be seen that countless souls are rolling into the netherworld like this, and I saw the ghosts cowering, and they were even more ghostly, crying and wailing even more. It turned out that the sea of blood was agitated, rolling up waves of blood, dragging the ghosts floating in the sky into the sea of blood, and the ghosts struggled, but they were soaked in blood, and their wails gradually weakened, and they slowly became inaudible. In less than a moment, they came out as a race.

Men are like ghosts, ugly, and dirty, and women are charming, seductive, wearing tulle, and their private places are looming, and they are extremely hot, which is the Asura clan created by the ancestor of the Styx, the men are easy to kill, the women are lustful, and they are evil creatures, and the evil spirit is awe-inspiring.

Seeing this, the Dragon Mother Niangniang's brows furrowed involuntarily, and her heart said that this Styx Ancestor is no wonder no one is good friends, so I see that the races he has created are so evil and awe-inspiring, and I don't know how to do it?

But it was the Dragon Mother who thought that the Daoist of No Return was here for the Styx Sect Master, and thought in her heart.

The two appeared on the bank of the sea of blood, the ancestor of the Styx did not know, secretly vigilant in his heart, peeking in the sea of blood, just confused, he saw in the distance, a yellow luck straight into the sky, and saw a female cultivator wearing a goose yellow palace costume coming, her hair was pulled high, her steps were swaying and swaying, swaying, like a weak willow supporting the wind, and the colorful ribbons were fluttering, just like a thousand wisps, and she was extremely elegant;

Seeing this, the ancestor of the Styx River frowned, and always felt that this netherworld would change after the Hou Tu Niang Niang came, but it didn't look like a bad omen, so he pressed his heart, but his heart was full of slander, what day is today, this returnless Taoist, Dragon Mother, Hou Tu Niangniang actually ran to the barren land of their own blood sea?

The ancestor of the Styx can perceive that the Daoist of No Return and the Dragon Mother are naturally not bad, and the Houtu has never hidden his body, but his face is in a trance, with a compassionate and compassionate attitude, looking at the soul that is constantly wailing over the sea of blood, and sometimes being swept into the sea of blood by the tide of blood and water, but he is compassionate, his eyes are weeping, and he is merciful.

Seeing the No Return Daoist and the Dragon Mother Niangniang standing on the shore of the sea of blood, Hou Tu couldn't help but think of the first person to stand up in the Zixiao Palace that day, and couldn't help but take a step forward and said: "Poor Dao has seen no return Dao friend, Dragon Mother Dao friend, dare to ask how the two of you came to this Netherworld Blood Sea?"

When the returnless Taoist heard this, he took out a book from his bosom, handed it to Hou Tu Niangniang and said: "Poor Dao is silently lucky today, and found that this thing is flashing, and it is vaguely related to this netherworld blood sea, so he came with the Dragon Mother Daoist friends to see what the reason is, I don't want to, above this sea of blood, the soul gathers, lonely and helpless, although there is an Asura tribe to produce, in the end, it is a drop in the bucket, if this soul can have a way back, it is also a great merit!"

Hearing the words of the returnless Taoist, Hou Tu Niangniang's heart was shocked, vaguely, there seemed to be a flash of spiritual light in her mind, but it was like a glimpse of the sky, unable to grasp it, looking down at the gray book in the hands of the returnless Taoist, only to see the inscription of the avenue, the word life and death, the rotation is uncertain, and the withering and glory are one.

Life and death are one, reincarnation is immortal, Niangniang is blessed with a soul in a moment, Niangniang tearfully towards the place of the ancestors, one by one, the eleven ancestors and witches all have a feeling, as if the beloved thing is lost, the heart aches, tears, blood spitting, wow, a mouthful of blood in the heart turned into a blood mist.

Bang, the immeasurable desolate earth essence is like a soil dragon, rolling over, gathering next to Niangniang, covering her posture, in the blink of an eye, Niangniang retreated her clothes, turned into her true appearance, the body is a snake tail, seven hands behind her back, two hands in front of her, both hands hold a snake, Niangniangfa is about 10,000 feet tall, looking from afar, like a giant in the sky, the tail mopping the ground, stepping on the waves, and the faint fairy sound came," Now the Wu clan felt that the soul of heaven and earth had no place to return, and was miserable and miserable, so he sighed with emotion, and made a great wish, willing to turn into six reincarnations, take charge of the reincarnation of the soul, and divide the six realms, which are heaven, man, asura, beast, hungry ghost, and hell. Each according to merit and karma, he is reincarnated. Six Realms of Reincarnation!"