After speaking, I saw Houtu fly to a height of thousands of miles above the sea of blood, exuding a surging and rich black gas all over his body, and the black gas spread, only to hear Houtu shouting: "Six reincarnations, now!"

The black gas split into six and converged into six spinning discs. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info At the same time, all the mana and essence of Houtu's flesh body exploded, fusing with the six spinning discs, leaving only a small ball of essence blood remaining in the air.

As soon as the six realms of reincarnation were completed, the flood shook, and the sky began to condense boundless merits. This merit is far greater than that of other saints when they were sanctified. The merit fell, and Yicheng was integrated into the six reincarnations, so as to stabilize the six reincarnations of the new life, and the rest was all integrated into the true spirit left behind after the death of Houtu, and with the help of merit, Houtu actually condensed the original spirit.

After a while, the figure was a little illusory, and after absorbing all the merits, a huge golden wheel of merit was formed behind it, and the golden light illuminated the entire netherworld, so that the countless wandering spirits in the netherworld were instantly dissolved from the evil qi, and one by one they recovered their senses, and took the initiative to enter the reincarnation under the traction of the six reincarnations.

Airplanes.. After the wandering soul disappeared in the netherworld, Houtu suddenly exuded a surging and terrifying aura, which was not inferior to the saints.

The beings in the desolation felt it, and they all bowed in the direction of the Netherworld Blood Sea: "Houtu Niangniang is merciful!"

Although Houtu had the opportunity to defy the heavens and was able to condense the primordial spirit, he had no understanding of the way of heaven, and he had no physical body, even if he had obtained so many merits, he had no chance of becoming holy. It's just that after absorbing so many merits, her primordial spirit is already as powerful as a saint, even if she has no physical body, she can be called immortal. After all, she and the six realms of reincarnation are one. Under the way of heaven, as long as the reincarnation continues, she will not die.

With a wave of his hand, he put away the small ball of essence and blood, and flew straight to the depths of the netherworld adjacent to the sea of blood, stopped above a dark and barren world, looked down and said: "Reincarnation out, when the underworld is established, in charge of the six reincarnations, the underworld is established!"

In an instant, the Netherworld shook, and the dark void tore apart, and two streams of light flew out of it, turning into a single stroke, all black, exuding invisible power, it was the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Pen. Immediately afterwards, the barren earth below trembled, and pieces of castles rose from the ground, and above the city gate there were three words: 'Ghost Gate'. Before the ghost gate is closed, there is a Lechuan River, there is a Nai He Bridge on the Lechuan River, there is a pot burning by the bridge, and the soup in the pot is surging, but there is no Meng Po. In the distance, the red flowers on the other side of the Lechuan River are in full bloom, red as blood.

In the vain city, there is also Wangxiang Terrace, the palace of the ten halls of Yama, and the Yin and Yang Division also has a black mist arch bridge leading to the six reincarnations. At the same time, the tremors of the Hell Dao in the six realms of reincarnation were sensed, and the eighteen layers of hell were also slowly formed.

With a move of mind, a trace of Yuan Shen incarnated as Meng Po guarding the back soil of the pot of Meng Po soup, holding the book of life and death and the judge's pen, looking at the empty underworld and the dead city, but he couldn't help frowning slightly: "The great hell, the matter of the reincarnation of life and death of all living beings in the desolation is so complicated, but no one manages it, so what?"

"Huh.. Houtu Daoist, you made such a big move next to my sea of blood, and you didn't say a word to me, but it's not good?" In the midst of a chuckle, I saw a Yuan Tu Daoist in a dark red Dao robe flying out of the blood sea array and came straight to Houtu.

Seeing the Yuan Tu Daoist, Houtu suddenly didn't dare to slack off and hurriedly saluted: "Houtu has seen the Styx Saint!"

"Houtu Niangniang doesn't need to be polite, speaking of which, your status in the flood is not lower than mine!" Yuan Tu Daoren smiled lightly and said casually: "Houtu Niangniang seems to have encountered a problem, I wonder if I can help a little?"

Hou Tu hesitated a little before he opened his mouth and raised the problem of how to manage the underworld and the six realms of reincarnation to the Yuantu Daoist.

"Isn't it just to manage the underworld and take charge of the six realms of reincarnation? What's so difficult about this?" Hearing this, the Yuan Tu Daoist couldn't help but shake his head lightly and said, "Hou Tu Niangniang, the Asura Dao in these six reincarnations is to let the soul enter my sea of blood and be reincarnated as an Asura clansman. So, how about this asura path being handed over to my asura clan to manage?"

Houtu thought for a moment, nodded without hesitation, and said: "The Asura Dao and the Asura Clan are closely related, and it should be in charge of the Asura Clan. ”

"As for the rest, Hou Tu Niang Niang can choose some of the ghosts who are willing to stay in the underworld before the first batch of ghosts who come to reincarnate after the appearance of the underworld, as a ghost judge, and use the judge of the book of life and death to determine the merits and demerits of the ghosts during their lifetime, and determine which one of the six reincarnations is not enough? ”

Hearing the Yuan Tu Daoist mention the Wu Clan, Hou Tu couldn't help but look gloomy and said: "I am now incarnated as a reincarnation, so that my Wu Clan has lost an ancestral witch, and I have no shame to go to see your brothers again." ”

"Hey.. Houtu Niangniang, don't say that!" Yuan Tu Daoren waved his hand lightly and said: "You have great merit in the flood famine, do you know that it is not for the Wu clan to reserve a piece of luck and a back road? Six reincarnations, there is an endless stream of merits, Hou Tu Niang Niang guards this blessed land, with you, even if the Wu clan and the demon clan fail to fight, there will be no danger of extinction!"

Hou Tu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he couldn't help but look at Yuan Tu Dao and said: "Styx Sage, I only have the Yuan God left now, and I still need to sit in the six realms of reincarnation, so I can't leave easily." Once my Wu clan and the demon clan have a decisive battle, can you ask the Styx saint to make a little move at that time, as long as it can protect my Wu clan from destruction, Houtu will be grateful. ”

"It seems that after having the Yuan Shen, you now have a glimpse of the fate of the Wu Clan!" Don't worry, I've already had a holiday with the demon clan, so it's nothing to help you witch clan. ”

When Hou Tu heard this, he couldn't help but bow slightly to the Yuan Tu Dao and said gratefully: "Hou Tu Dai Wu Clan, thank you Styx Sage!"

While the two were talking, the other eleven ancestral witches of the Wu clan also rushed to the Netherworld Mansion in a hurry and with great momentum.

"After the soil lady, I will leave first. What's the matter, let's talk about it another day," Feeling the breath of the other eleven ancestral witches, the Yuan Tu Daoist couldn't help but hurriedly say to Houtu, and then flashed into the sea of blood shrouded in the blood sea array.

Houtu, who also felt the aura of the other eleven ancestral witches approaching, couldn't help but have a slightly complicated face, and his heart was helpless and bitter, but he still took the initiative to greet him: "Houtu has seen your brothers, Xuanming's sister. ”

"Houtu, how can you do this? Abandon the body of the ancestral witch and trap my witch clan somewhere? Without you, one of the twelve ancestral witches is missing, and my witch clan will not be able to form a great array of twelve heavenly gods!" Zhu Rong, who was hot-tempered, couldn't help but glared at Houtu and shouted angrily.

Houtu was a little speechless when Zhu Rong said this, Di Jiang couldn't help but sigh when he saw this: "Okay, Zhu Rong, the matter has come to this point, it's useless to say more! Houtu girl, although you sacrifice yourself to reincarnate, although it is to make up for the lack of heaven and earth, to contribute to the desolate beings, and to enhance the luck of my Wu clan, but after all, my Wu clan has lost an ancestral witch, lost the protection of the twelve heavenly gods, and will inevitably suffer a loss in the decisive battle with the demon clan! But the Houtu girl sits in the six reincarnations, but it can be regarded as leaving a way out for my Wu clan. ”

"Big brother, this is the only ancestral witch essence blood left after my incarnation. You bring it back, find a suitable big witch, and let it refine my essence blood, it should be able to help my witch clan give birth to another ancestral witch, this is the only thing I can do for the witch clan," Hou Tu took out the small ball of ancestral witch essence blood and handed it to Di Jiang.

Seeing this, the other ancestral witches who were about to say something couldn't help but be slightly silent, and they all looked at Houtu with complicated expressions.