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The distant southern part of the Flood Continent is full of lonely moon emptiness.

After the soil came out of Buzhou Mountain, he traveled all the way south, wanting to go to the sea of blood to find out.

Along the way, there were originally a lot of mountains and rivers, spiritual grass and fairy roots were destroyed in the battle between the two lich clans, and the desolate land was a lot barren, but there were wild beasts running everywhere, and occasionally you could see some human races who escaped the catastrophe, and it was also interesting to live in peace.

Feeling the pull of the underworld, Houtu has been running to the south, and from time to time along the way, he has seen unjust ghosts wandering around, guided by the power of the underworld, towards the sea of netherworld blood.

I don't know how long I walked, but when the throbbing in Houtu's heart dissipated, the scene in front of him changed suddenly, and a misty illusion appeared in his eyes.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, the armies of the two lich clans are fighting fiercely. The two armies, like a torrent of iron and blood, fought fiercely together, full of blood and red. The rain of blood corroded the earth, countless lichs fell together, crimson blood stained the heavens and the earth, and the endless wails of the monks before they died. And the earth was shaken, and the heavens and the earth mourned together, and all things wept together.

A monk of the Wu clan was pierced by a magic weapon in his chest, and the Wu clan shouted violently, and exploded his Wu clan's true body, dragging him down the abyss along with the surrounding demon clans, and died together.

On the vast battlefield, this is only a microcosm, and the more tragic battles continue.

Horizon. Above the endless stars. It's a battle between the two lich clans. An empty array, the black hole exuding endless coercion. A demon god with knotted muscles and a powerful aura around him, holding a giant axe. Crazy slashing at the void.

The power of the terrifying stars. It cascades down like a waterfall. Soon the demon god was covered in blood, and the giant axe in his hand was humming. Suddenly, the Chaos Bell on Taiyi's head suddenly appeared behind the head of this demon god. The massive Chaos Clock radiated a brilliant purple glow. It smashed straight into the Demon God's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

This demon god roared angrily, and the giant axe in his hand flicked lightly, slashing fiercely on the formation.

"Boom!", the formation broke, and the body of the demon god was divided into twelve, turning into twelve ancestral witches.

The twelve ancestral witches did not give up, but conjured up the true body of the ancestral witch and fought with Di Jun and Tai Yi again. For a while, the sky was dark, and the sun and moon were dark.

Suddenly, the mysterious metal in Di Jun's hand slashed at the body of an ancestral witch, and the terrible howl shook Houtu's heart, she knew that this was the true body of her brother Zhu Rong's ancestral witch, a pain from the depths of her soul, diffusing in her heart.

The sky is falling apart, and the rain is pouring down. The battle continues, and the rain of blood continues to fall.

There were tears in the corners of her eyes, and she wanted to close her eyes, wanting to avoid this torture. But the shouts of killing still rang in my ears, and the strong smell of blood was still pungent. When I close my eyes, terrifying pictures naturally appear in my mind.

After a long time, the illusion gradually disappeared, and the Styx, dressed in a bright red robe, appeared in front of Houtu.

I saw a red mirror floating in front of the Styx, this mirror is called the Shura Immortal Destruction Mirror, which contains the law of prohibition and can break the ban and unseal. It is also capable of creating illusions. It is in this mirror that Styx is borrowed to deduce the situation of the lich battle and guide Houtu into it.

As a witch clan, although he can't cultivate the Great Dao, as a Pangu essence and blood, he naturally has a sense of this heaven and earth, and he is faintly aware of the lich ending shown by the Styx.

Houtu looked at the Taoist in front of him, and bowed: "Houtu of the Wu Clan, I have seen the Netherworld Saint, and the saint has no borders!"

Knowing Li Qingming's temperament, the river Styx did not dare to accept the gift of Houtu. In case Houtu becomes Li Qingming's Taoist companion a day later, and Li Qingming comes to find him again, then his gains outweigh his losses.

Styx flashed a salute from Houtu and said, "Houtu Daoist friends don't need to be polite! I wonder what you think of the picture just now?"

Houtu shook his head in confusion, tears ran down his delicate face, and he leaned over again and saluted: "Dare to ask the Netherworld Saint, is there a solution to this situation?"

Styx was helpless, and gently lifted Houtu up with one hand, and said: "The way of heaven is running, the calamity has come, and there is a fixed number." Although the demon clan has a meager contribution and famine, it does not cultivate virtue and tries to slaughter the protagonist of the next catastrophe, which is the reason. The Wu clan was originally born by the great god of Pangu, and competed with the clan for the luck of heaven and earth for several years, resulting in the destruction of life in the desolate world, which is the result. The two are in harmony, and the two lich clans will inevitably fall. Even if your Wu clan wants to stop, the demon clan will not agree, and the saints will not agree. This is a difficult game, a dead end!"

When Houtu heard this, his heart was very desolate: "Heavenly Dao will not let go of my Wu clan?

Hearing this, Styx pondered for a long time and said, "The merits of the Pangu God to open the heavens can naturally protect your Wu clan from extinction. But there is a glimmer of life under the avenue, and the Wu clan doesn't fight for it itself, even if it has this heavenly merit, what can it do?"

Houtu was silent, lowered his head and thought for a long time, remembering the desolate scene he saw along the way, although he had a slight feeling in his heart, he always felt that there was a layer of fog that had not been removed.

Seeing this, Styx didn't urge, but a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand and pointed behind Houtu and said, "Houtu Daoyou, who do you think is that?"

When Houtu heard this, he turned his head and saw a person floating in the sky. This person was dressed in a cyan robe, his eyebrows were delicate and elegant, and the mount under his crotch was a flying bear with a pair of small wings flashing. Fat, fat, and cute.

"Brother Qingming!" Hou Tu exclaimed happily.

Li Qingming smiled slightly and gently patted Xiong's huge head. Xiong Da willed, suddenly accelerated, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the side of Houtu.

Li Qingming casually laid out an enchantment, nodded and said, "Styx, Houtu girl!"

Styx chuckled and saluted, "Little brother Styx, I talked about my brother!"

Li Qingming shook his head with a smile and said, "You guy is still so formal!"

Houtu lightly covered the red lips. Marveled at this strange scene. I didn't think of it. The dignified Shura sect leader, the Netherworld Saint, actually saluted Li Qingming and called him a brother. It's also incredible.

Li Qingming didn't take care of the Styx, and said to Houtu: "Houtu girl." If you want to solve the crux of the witch clan. You still need to go to the Netherworld Blood Sea!"

Houtu was stunned. The throbbing in his heart rose again, and he didn't care about anything else, he unfolded his body and went straight to the sea of blood.

Look at the back of the thick earth. Styx whispered, "Brother, is this good?"

Li Qingming said: "This is the choice of the Great Dao, and it is also the mission left by the Pangu God. Houtu must be done!"

"But......" Styx hesitated, then stopped.

"I understand your concerns, don't worry! I won't let the earth fall easily!" Li Qingming's eyes flashed, and his face was filled with indescribable warmth.

......

Houtu traveled all the way, and when he reached the Netherworld Blood Sea, he saw countless fierce souls floating above the monstrous sea of blood, and those souls roared silently, biting and devouring each other, and the unjust souls and evil ghosts were struggling and finally had no way out. From these souls, waves of black light visible to the naked eye waved, along the blood wave, straight to the sky.

Li Qingming stood beside Houtu and said gently, "Sister, have you ever thought of anything?"

Houtu looked sad and cried: "The souls of hundreds of millions of living beings in the flood wilderness are gathered here, and even the human race is tens of billions of gigantics, and these souls wander in the sea of blood all day long, foolishly devouring each other. How can we find a suitable home for them?"

Li Qingming's expression was a little indifferent, and he said lightly: "Do you know that the great god Pangu has incarnated the heavens and the earth, and although the desolate heaven and earth have been completed, they have not evolved completely. The only thing missing is a place for soul transformation and rebirth! The Wu clan is transformed by the essence and blood of the Pangu god, and was born by adhering to the luck of heaven and earth. As an orthodox descendant of the great god Pangu, it is the responsibility to perfect the heavens and the earth in order to build a place for soul rebirth!"

Houtu was around for a while, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Brother Qingming, what is this place where the soul is reborn?"

Li Qingming's eyes were cold, and his tongue bloomed with lotus flowers: "Six reincarnations!"

When Houtu heard this, his heart was like a churning wave, and the endless perception of heaven and earth smashed into his heart.

About an hour later, Houtu woke up from his trance. Although there is still sadness in his expression, he is full of perseverance.

"Brother Qingming, Houtu has already understood the cause and effect of the Wu clan. After that, I can no longer wait for the Wu Clan, and I also ask Brother Qingming to protect the Wu Clan's bloodline and not let the Wu Clan's bloodline be cut off!" Houtu's expression was desolate, and the crystal tears were like beads with broken threads, dripping down.

Li Qingming's expression moved slightly, looked at Houtu and said, "Sister really thought about it?"

Houtu looked at Li Qingming's appearance, and said faintly: "It seems that Brother Qingming already knows, why don't you tell your little sister?"

Li Qingming was silent for a moment.

Houtu sighed and said, "Brother doesn't say it, I understand! But my Wu clan needs this opportunity, and needs this glimmer of life." If you can use the body of the little sister alone, you can exchange the luck of the Wu clan. Even if it turns into flying ashes, what's the matter!"

"Now that my sister has made a decision, my brother will support her. Li Qingming said, took out a jade bottle from the storage space, and said: "Sister, there is a sub-saint-level Yuan God incarnation here, which was obtained by my brother by accident several times ago. Although the Wu clan does not cultivate the primordial gods, the Wu clan is physically strong, and it can easily smelt this incarnation. When you integrate into your body, you will naturally understand the way here!"

Hou Tu took the jade bottle in Li Qingming's hand with some surprise, and rejoiced in his heart: "He still cares about me, she still cares about me!"

Looking at the back soil that fell into joy, Li Qingming suddenly felt a little sentimental, and said in a low voice: "The ghost gate is closed, there are two pairs of people, by the broken bridge, Meng Po soup, the flower on the other side, the three-life stone, but he, he has no chance to come back in this life, and the cycle of life and death, how to cross the ...... of the past" (to be continued......)