Chapter 207: Six Realms of Reincarnation
"Boom!"
The saints only felt a flower in front of them, and the Styx, who was still angry just now, was directly blasted by Xingtian and turned into a ball of blood in the sky.
In the palace deep in the Netherworld Blood Sea, Styx's face turned pale, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were full of rage. You know, that's his blood god doppelganger, although he doesn't have the cultivation of the body, but he also has the strength of a quasi-saint, but just like that, he was still punished by the heavens, no!
"Shhh
Everyone gasped at this moment, they all saw that Styx was not the body, but a quasi-saint clone, that also had the strength of a quasi-saint, Styx was still fighting at home, and he couldn't withstand the blow of Xingtian, and he was blown up without any ability to resist, although they were saints, but this combat power was really terrifying.
However, all the saints didn't speak, for Styx, a guy who has no eyesight, when is it now, this is for the benefit of the entire desolation, and you can stop it with a little quasi-saint?
After Xingtian blew up the blood god doppelganger of the River Styx, he didn't fly back to join Nuwa and the others, just stood there, his eyes were murderous, and the whole person was like a hedgehog with full firepower, he wanted to see that there was still the one who didn't have long eyes, and dared to come out and be blind!
Here, the six reincarnations were established, and only the Yuan Shen who had just formed was left in the Hou Tu, and now she was constantly absorbing the huge merits of the Heavenly Dao rewarding her, as well as the 30,000 miles of purple qi from the east, plus the power of luck from the creatures of the flood wilderness, the Yuan Shen continued to condense at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, a mighty and bright breath began to spread like the entire flood wilderness.
The primordial spirit of Houtu is generous and bright, and the light permeates the entire flood wilderness, up to the nine heavens, down to the nine shadows, countless souls and creatures are all in this light, showing a pleasant look, and at the same time towards the direction of the six reincarnations, kneeling on the ground and constantly kowtowing to thanks, thanking Houtu for giving them a chance to live anew.
This great light scene continued, and the Netherworld Blood Sea received the greatest impact, and the souls that sank in the Blood Sea were liberated in the light, and the scope of the Blood Sea began to shrink continuously.
Styx was very angry, but he didn't dare to say anything, Xingtian's moment just now made him scared out of his guts, he was just on his own territory, resisting this light with all his might.
Houtu has not been wiped out, and the Asura is also one of the six realms, although the Asura clan will not be born from the Netherworld Blood Sea in the future, but as a neighbor, the face of Houtu still has to be given to the Styx.
The light lasted for three days and three nights, and when the fourth day was dark, a figure came out of the light.
"I've met all fellow Daoists in peace!"
Because there is no Hongmeng Purple Qi, Houtu naturally cannot preach the Heavenly Dao Saints, but its own strength is already close to Yuan Shi and others, but it lacks the special effects of immortality and immortality, and does not touch cause and effect.
"Fellow Daoist is polite, your kind deed, how can we deserve such a big gift!"
But in the face of the peaceful salute, everyone shifted a few steps and gave way to this salute. Just kidding, with such great merit, even the saints dare not accept the salute, otherwise the holy position will be unstable.
At this time, Di Jiang and others had already arrived, along with the Wu people of the Houtu tribe.
Pingxin Niangniang smiled faintly when she heard this, and did not say anything more about this matter, but apologized to everyone: "Fellow Daoists, I hope to wait a while!" and then turned to her mother's family. Houtu no longer exists, and has become a peaceful mother, but the root is still the witch clan.
"Houtu!"
Di Jiang and the others looked at the ushered Pingxin, their faces were full of sadness and reluctance, and when they only shouted like this, their eyes were red, and they were all five big and three rough men, and they couldn't say anymore at this time.
"Brothers, sisters!" Pingxin Niangniang still had that indifferent smile, but if you look closely, you will find a trace of helplessness and reluctance in her eyes.
"This is the last time that Xiaomei will call your brothers, and from now on, there will be no more earth in heaven and earth, only the Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation. ”
"Houtu~!"
As soon as these words came out, the reluctance and sadness on the faces of Di Jiang and the others became even stronger, and Xing Tian came over unconsciously.
"Houtu, it's hard for you!" Xing Tian sighed, and then said, "You are alone in these six realms of reincarnation, and you can't lack manpower. Speaking of this, Xing Tian glanced at the small world that was constantly forming, and said, "As the Spirit Emperor of the Spirit Clan, I will transfer a part of the Niu Clan and the Horse Clan to the Six Realms of Reincarnation to help you maintain this place." ”
"Xingtian, thank you. Pingxin Niangniang still smiled lightly, but her tone was very serious.
"Thank you, thank you, it's all family!" Xing Tian waved his hand to interrupt Hou Tu's words, his tone was a little impatient, obviously his mood was still not very calm.
Houtu didn't excuse himself, he just smiled, his family was not so polite.
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Next, the six realms of reincarnation were perfected, and the small world given by the Heavenly Dao was also formed, such as the bridge, the Sansheng Stone, and the Huangquan Road, all of which were born one by one, and at the same time, the two clans of Niu and Ma who received the order also came, and together with the other Wu clans of the Houtu tribe, they became the first batch of public officials in the underworld, and set up the shelves of the underworld.
During this period, the saints also wanted to meddle in these six realms of reincarnation and the underworld, but with Nuwa's peace of mind and Xingtian, as well as the prevention of Dijiang and others, in the end they did not succeed, and could only look at the power of faith and merit that was constantly generated by reincarnation, and drooled.
The underworld and the six realms of reincarnation have begun to operate, and the power of merit and luck that is constantly generated is constantly nourishing the people of the underworld. Those Niu and Ma clans who were forcibly arranged by Xingtian also immediately understood Xingtian's thoughts, and they were all grateful to Xingtian for giving them this opportunity.
Xingtian and the others didn't look at this, and everyone witnessed the first creature who re-descended on the Flood Desolate Continent through the six realms of reincarnation, witnessing this historic moment. During this period, Tongtian, who is known as a madman, decisively accepted this desolate alien species that was reincarnated as a long-eared Dingguang rabbit.
Xingtian, who witnessed all this, glanced at Zhun Ti without leaving a trace, and looked at Tongtian with a happy face with a slight hint of ridicule, because in the previous life of this long-eared Dingguang Rabbit, he was a monk in the West who died in the shocking battle between Hongjun Daozu and Demon Ancestor Rahu.
At the same time, Xingtian just listened to the name of this guy, and knew that this was the biggest traitor who had pit the sect in later generations, Chang'er Dingguang Immortal, so this also explains clearly, as a disciple of Tongtian, why Chang'er would have his heart towards Buddhism, it turned out that all this was because Chang'er's previous life was a monk in the West.