The gods of the gods

Chapter 1039 The Lack of Heaven and Earth
"If you want to save them, you need to pay a huge price!" A faint voice sounded in Houtu's ear, causing Houtu's expression to change slightly.

In order to perceive the source of resentment and evil energy between heaven and earth, she fits the earth, surpassing the quasi-sage in perception, but the visitor can easily reach her without being discovered by herself. Obviously, the opponent's strength is beyond imagination.

But after seeing the person coming, Houtu knew that it was normal for him not to find him. "So it's Daoist Brother Haotian, long time no see!" As Haotian, who was once able to fight against the real body of Pangu, who could form a combination of twelve ancestor witches, Houtu naturally knew that the opponent's strength was unfathomable, not much inferior to the saint.

"It's really been a long time!" Haotian nodded slightly. Since the Lich War, they haven't seen each other for hundreds of thousands of years.

"Brother Haotian said that there is a price to be paid for rescuing these innocent souls. I wonder what the price is?" Houtu looked at Haotian, and she saw the countless innocent souls.

Haotian said slowly, "The Great God Pan Gu opened up the prehistoric world and created everything in the world, but the prehistoric world he opened up is not perfect."

"Imperfect?" Houtu couldn't help muttering to himself, "Is the imperfect place related to these ghosts and ghosts?"

"That's right. When the Great God Pangu created the world, he only considered the life of the living beings before they were alive, but he didn't make perfect arrangements for the afterlife. As a result, the souls of the prehistoric beings have nowhere to go after death, and they gather in this ghostly sea of ​​blood." Hao Tian nodded and said.

"Then how can we improve the incompleteness of the prehistoric world?" Houtu bowed his hands to Haotian and saluted, "Please teach me Daoist Brother Haotian!"

Haotian looked at Houtu and said in a deep voice, "You can think clearly. Back then, the great god Pangu created the world, and you have seen the final result. Perfecting the Great Reincarnation, although it is not as difficult as the great god Pangu, is difficult for you. It’s still close to death. Are you sure, you don’t regret it?”

There was a flash of hesitation in Hou Tu's eyes, but when she saw the countless mourning souls and ghosts above the sea of ​​blood, her eyes were full of pity. "Brother Daoist, please tell Houtu what I should do in order to perfect the Great Reincarnation and free the souls of the dead."

"The prehistoric world was transformed by the body of the Great God Pan Gu, and the body of the Twelve Ancestral Witches is the most suitable place to perfect the Great Reincarnation. Since you will not regret it, I will naturally tell you about such things that are beneficial to all living beings in the prehistoric region." Hao Tian lightly pointed, and a stream of light flew out and landed in Houtu's hand.

Haotian looked at the information in the browser of Houtu, and sighed, "This is the six reincarnations I deduced, but it is too difficult to build it. Only the descendants of Pangu's blood can be compatible with the prehistoric world. Otherwise, even if I have the strength comparable to a saint, I will not be able to open up the prehistoric place of reincarnation."

"So that's how it is!" After reading all the information sent by Haotian, Houtu couldn't help sighing, looking at the tribes of the Wu tribe in the prehistoric north, his eyes full of reluctance and remembrance, "Brothers, sister Xuanming , Houtu has found his own way, and today he will return to the embrace of God the Father, you must take good care of yourself!"

At this moment, the other ancestral witches staying in the Pangu Hall seemed to sense something at this moment, and rushed out of the Pangu Hall one by one, "Sister Houtu, I really want to hear that sister Houtu is saying goodbye to me."

"I heard it too. Hou Tu girl said that she wants to return to the embrace of God the Father. What's going on? Why is this happening?"

Many ancestral witches were discussing at this time, and their faces were very ugly. "Could it be that group of beasts from the Yaozu plotted against Houtu girl? Otherwise, why would Houtu girl return to the embrace of the Father God for no reason, and even say goodbye to us?"

"Something must have happened, hurry up, Zhu Jiuyin, hurry up and check where the girl in the back earth has gone, hurry up!"

Zhu Jiuyin's eyes were tightly closed, and her spiritual consciousness rushed into the long river of time, quickly searching for traces of Houtu.Soon he opened his eyes, a large amount of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care about it, and quickly said, "Blood sea, Nether blood sea, Houtu girl is in the Nether blood sea!"

"Blood Sea, could it be that that bastard Styx attacked the Houtu girl? Come on, let's go to the Blood Sea and rescue the Houtu girl!" The eleven ancestral witches were furious and turned towards the Nether Blood Sea. After rushing over, an undisguised aura radiated out of his body, which alarmed countless great gods.

(End of this chapter)