Honghuang: Kill the traverser, I am Huanglong stable

Chapter 29: Huanglong goes into seclusion, and the underworld is established in Houtu!

"This is impossible!" The tiger-headed monster was shocked, full of disbelief.

Its magical power is inherited from the bloodline. It is said that it was born out of a great magical power in the ancient times, the art of calling wind.

In the past, even a big mountain would turn into powder with one move. Why is there nothing wrong with this dragon clan?
"However, it seems that you are at the end of your rope!"

Huang Long opened his eyes again, stretched out his huge body, and looked down at the ant-like tiger-headed monster in the distance.

A pair of amber eyes are as bright as two stars.

"What donkey?" The tiger-headed monster was stunned for a moment, it is not a time traveler, how could it understand the idioms in later generations.

But this is not important, because Huanglong has already harnessed the escaping light and rushed towards it from dozens of miles away.

On that dragon's face, one could still faintly see some excitement.

The previous ancestor Wu Zhu Jiuyin's trick of meteorite falling from the sky can be said to be true, and his blood is surging when he sees it!

Now that the Nine Turns Yuan Gong has achieved a little bit, I can finally try it myself!

Although his physical strength couldn't compare with Zhu Jiuyin's, he could still bear the acceleration of a few tens of miles.

Immediately!A huge roar like a small nuclear explosion resounded above the wild land!

Hundreds of millions of tons of earth and rock were directly swept into the sky!

Dust filled the sky, forming a mushroom cloud that was somewhat mini compared to Zhu Jiuyin's move.

"Bah bah!" After a long time, Huang Long's distressed voice came from the dust.

"I forgot to keep my mouth shut, and I ate a mouthful of dirt."

But after everything calmed down, I saw him standing in a huge sinkhole, and I couldn't help but feel happy.

This move is indeed extremely overbearing. Under pure physical confrontation, the weak tiger-headed demon cannot even resist for a moment.

Just at the first moment of contact, it was blown into countless pieces.

Even after Yuanshen fled for a short time, he was torn to pieces by the huge shock wave that followed.

At this time, with a sweep of Huanglong's consciousness, these fragile soul fragments have been completely wiped out.

There is no doubt that the tiger-headed monster was completely defeated within a few rounds against Huanglong.

Moreover, Huanglong didn't use any supernatural powers in this battle, and relied entirely on his powerful physical strength to crush him.

It can be seen that after practicing the Jiuzhuan Yuangong, his strength has made another huge leap.

Of course, after this experience, Huang Long was also much more careful.

In addition, the most important purpose of this trip has been achieved, so I immediately choose not to continue refining the evil spirit and gain merits.

Instead, he planned to find a secret place to refine the golden obsidian first.

It is related to the great plan of proving the Tao, so he cannot help being careless.

In case of any accident in the future, resulting in the loss of gold obsidian, then he will have to wait for many years to achieve Taiyi.

Time flies and it is already decades later.

Just when Huanglong was still retreating, he was struggling to cultivate the fourth qi of the five qi in his chest.

Yet another major event happened in the prehistoric world!
"The way of heaven is above! I, the descendant of the witch clan, cannot bear the thought of all sentient beings wandering in the wild land all day long without a place to return to after death! Today, I want to establish the Six Paths of Reincarnation on the shores of this sea of ​​blood to help the souls of all sentient beings to re-enter. Reincarnation, continue the immortal way! Let the heavens learn from it!"

A clear and clear voice with a hint of compassion suddenly spread throughout the entire prehistoric world.

Those with low cultivation bases didn't know why, but those with great supernatural powers were all shocked and cast their eyes on the sea of ​​blood.

At the same moment, the Eye of Heaven appeared above the sea of ​​blood accompanied by infinite thunder.

In the chaos, in Zixiao Palace, Daoist Hongjun, who had been comprehending the mysteries of heaven, also opened his eyes and looked towards the lower realm.

I saw a peerless goddess with a dusty temperament, standing beside the sea of ​​blood with a sad and beautiful face, and there seemed to be tears on her beautiful face.

It seemed to be mourning for the countless dead souls in the flood.

But her body, as well as her infinite mana, are collapsing little by little.

"Praise the Empress Dowager!"

Even Hongjun couldn't help but be moved by his great kindness, and his voice spread all over the world.

"Praise the Empress Dowager!"

Hearing the words, other great supernatural beings couldn't help admiring him.

They have obviously seen how difficult it is for Houtu's cultivation to establish a place of reincarnation.

Even a generation of ancestral witches with the highest cultivation level had to sacrifice their own lives to promote it.

This kind of fearlessness and the spirit of great sacrifice cannot help but be disrespected by them.

As countless powerful Dao resounded throughout the prehistoric world, the Dao of Heaven announced all the causes and consequences to Zhou Tianhuan.

For a moment, all the creatures in the prehistoric world were in awe, and they all saluted respectfully in the direction of Houtu, and praised them!

"Little sister!" Only the other twelve ancestral witches were shocked.

Not to mention the deep feelings between their brothers and sisters for millions of years.

Just during this critical period of the war with the Yaozu, if there is no Houtu, how can they drive the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals inherited from the Father God?
"Brothers, please forgive the crimes of the Houtu! This is my destiny, and it cannot be stopped by human power! This drop of ancestor witch essence and blood will be returned to the witch clan. I hope that the witch clan will have a new ancestor witch born in the future!"

Houtu looked towards Buzhou Mountain with a miserable face. Although her lips did not move, her voice crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and clearly appeared in the ears of all the ancestor witches.

Indeed, at first she couldn't bear the thought of the souls of all living beings in the wilderness having no place to return, but as she came to the sea of ​​blood, she already understood that this was her fate under the law of heaven!
She was born to make up for the imperfections of the world!
No matter whether it is her own will or the calculation of heaven, once it starts, there is no room for regret.

Otherwise, under the wrath of the Heavenly Dao Thunder, she would still be unable to escape death, and even the Wu Clan would suffer together.

As the Houtu continued to dissipate, the prototype of the entire Six Paths of Reincarnation also began to take shape in the depths of the blood sea.

But after all, the last step is still missing. If it cannot be completed, there will be signs of collapse at any time.

Houtu looked in the direction of his ancestors, and took one last look.

There was a trace of nostalgia and reluctance in his eyes, and then his eyes gradually became firmer. After looking back, he jumped without hesitation!
"Little sister!" As the ancestral witches exclaimed, they roared angrily.

Suddenly, there are countless golden lotuses springing up, and fairy music is played!The whole prehistoric world seems to be cheering and celebrating his completion!
Countless souls of the dead regained their sobriety for a short time amidst the celestial music, one after another, while worshiping the great virtue of the Empress Dowager, they flocked in the direction of the six realms of reincarnation!

The spectacle was so spectacular that many saints who had experienced the Longhan Tribulation were shocked!
Just when everyone thought that a generation of ancestral witches had passed away, immeasurable merits suddenly descended from the sky, dyeing the entire sea of ​​blood into a brilliant golden color!
"What?" Zhu Tian Da Neng was shocked.

The Houtu has dissipated, so why is there still merit?

(End of this chapter)