Honghuang: Light the lanterns and bury the ancestor!

Chapter 65 Pangu’s essence and blood, planning the ancestral witch!
"However, the heaven and earth have the virtue of good life, and all living beings should also have a chance of survival!"

"For those who failed to overcome the calamity, if there are living beings who collect the corpses, sincerely pay tribute, and bury them with funeral rites, they can also gather a trace of their souls and gain a chance to be reborn!"

Finally, Luo Hu waved his big hand, and the world-destroying Great Mill slowly rose, and the demonic power enveloped the ancient world:
"Catastrophe!"

"Boom~"

There was a thunderous explosion, as if heaven and earth were responding.

The next moment, there was a sudden silence between heaven and earth!
A strange coercion arises from somewhere, covering the universe!

Countless living beings feel the emotion in their hearts, and the energy of calamity bursts out of their bodies, rising into the sky, causing three disasters and five disasters!
In an instant, the sky and the earth turned dim, and a breeze picked up from nowhere and blew to nowhere.

Dark clouds all over the sky come from somewhere, locking in the tribulation-ridden creatures, covering the sky and the earth, making them feel sleepy and frightened!
There seemed to be the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling. It was the remnant souls of countless living beings wailing, which made people shudder!

In an instant, a wind blew up, entering from the spring hole under his feet, and blew between the halogen gates. Wherever it passed, the bones and flesh disappeared, and his body self-resolved!
This is a storm!

There is also a fire coming to the world, the yin fire is fierce, burning the internal organs into ashes, and all the limbs are rotten!
As for thunder disasters...

There was a little transparent and pitiful little one who had fainted from crying in the cave.

Because the Prehistoric Hundred and Ten Yuan Gui accumulated immeasurable creatures that had survived the tribulation, the amount of mana consumed was too much for even Rahu to bear.

So He took a clever trick and mobilized [-]% of the thunder on Lei Ze to use it to reduce disasters.

And this wave directly wiped out the God of Thunder!
Every time a living being goes through a calamity, there is a glimmer of momentum coming from somewhere to bless Rahu to continue moving forward.

Over time, maybe we can really fulfill the endless cause and effect that Ran Deng owes: help Rahu become a saint!
……

A great disaster lasted for ten thousand years.

Countless living beings died in three disasters and five disasters, and all their hard work throughout their lives benefited the Demon Ancestor and turned into his Da Luo's wealth.

At the same time, Ran Deng also benefited a lot.

The funeral method is known to hundreds of millions of living beings throughout history, and the number of people who practice it has increased exponentially!

The general trend of heaven will push him to move towards Daluo!

In just ten thousand years, it is equivalent to the accumulation of several Yuanhui such as Qilin King and Fengzu!

If this continues, overtaking on corners will really no longer be a dream.

It took another hundred years to digest this harvest, and Ran Deng bid farewell to Luo Hu.

"What, you don't want any benefits?"

Luo Hu's expression was slightly amused.

"Is there any benefit?"

Ran Deng immediately took the steps back and turned around with a series of words of praise:

"The ancestor is mighty, the ancestor is majestic!"

"If you don't punch Zhou Zhou, you will raise your eyebrows, but you will kick Yu Jing Hongjun!"

"Ancestor, what other benefits are there?"

"In the past at Buzhou Mountain, King Qilin had evil intentions and wanted to kill you."

Luo Hu smiled strangely and brought up old grudges.

Ran Deng's heart was instantly full of vigilance!

"There is a conspiracy! There is definitely a conspiracy!"

"This old guy, like Yangmei and Hongjun, is both evil and bad at heart!"

"No! I have to go..."

He wanted to turn around and leave, but this time he miscalculated.

Good news: Rahu didn't take action to lock him down this time.

Bad news: The World-Destroying Great Mill is slowly turning, floating above his head, and the Four Swords of Execution are also watching covetously from the side...

"Ah~"

Ran Deng sighed and sat down resignedly.

If I were Da Luo in the future, I would dare to teach...

Forget it, forget it, Luo Hu is a perverted thing, he probably can't defeat Da Luo even if he gets it.

"Want to take revenge? Ancestor, I can help you."

Rahu is slowly seducing, like a greedy devil, tempting good people to fall into boundless darkness.

"Are you running out of bad karma again?"

Ran Deng saw through the essence at a glance.

It seems that the Four Swords of Zhu Xian still needs a picture, right?
At this moment, he not only felt a little pity for the Qilin King.They look majestic and dominate the ancient land, but they are actually Rahu's free-range leeks. Whenever he thinks about it, he will harvest a crop.

Luo Hu glanced at Ran Deng, but his answer was wrong:
"At the bottom of Mount Buzhou, there are twelve drops of blood essence remaining."

Ran Deng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stood up from the void in an instant, looking directly at Luo Hui, his voice trembling with excitement:

"That, that blood, is, is..."

"That's right! It's Pangu's essence and blood!"

Luo Hu said firmly and revealed all the secrets he knew:
"Every drop of essence and blood contains a kind of great truth!"

"If these twelve avenues are combined into one, maybe we can show off the power of the avenue, summon the shadow of Pangu, and strike a powerful blow!"

"That blow, not to mention the Qilin King, even the current Hongjun and Yangmei, can make them peel off their skin!"

Hearing this, Ran Deng frowned and asked doubtfully: "Since Ancestor knows this, why don't you go get it yourself?"

"Do you think I didn't have any plans for them, ancestor?"

Luo Hu said angrily, his tone seemed to be mixed with vague but high-quality resentment.

"understood."

Ran Deng suddenly realized.

I made up my mind, and then I was beaten.

Well, he was probably beaten pretty badly.

He continued to ask: "But even you, ancestor, are like this. If I go, won't it lead to even more death?"

"you will not."

Luo Hu said firmly.

"Ah, this?"

Ran Deng looked at Luo Hu's confident look and felt a little unbelievable in his heart.

He has no trust in himself!

As soon as Luo Hu looked at Ran Deng, he knew what he was thinking, and immediately sneered:
"Boy, didn't you already guess it yourself?"

"Guess what?" Ran Deng pretended to be puzzled.

"Ah!"

Luo Hu sneered, "How dare you fight against me, my ancestor?"
He turned around slowly and called back the World-Destroying Great Mo and the Four Swords of Zhuxian:
"I gave you this benefit, ancestor, and the thing is right there.

Whether you want it or not is your own business. "

Before he finished speaking, the space around Ran Deng suddenly changed, and the person had been kicked out of Mount Sumeru.

"You want to play hard to get with me?"

He looked at Mount Sumeru and was filled with slander.

"Hey, I really can't figure out what this old guy is thinking."

"I'm sure I'm greedy and will definitely go, right?"

"You underestimate me, Ran Deng!"

Ran Deng turned around and left without hesitation.

"Aren't they just twelve drops of Pangu's essence and blood? Aren't they the twelve ancestral witches in the future?"

"Isn't it just...chiliu..."

"Am I a god who is greedy for those benefits? I...I just miss Zhen Yuanzi's ginseng fruit!"

"Well, yes! That's it!"

As he spoke, he took out a talisman.

This was made by Fuxi using his own Heavenly Secret Dao. As long as he wrote a message on it, Fuxi could receive it instantly.

Convenient!
Far ahead!Far ahead!
"It's good, come to the Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain!"

After delivering the message, Ran Deng slowly flew towards Wanshou Mountain.

"A backrest?"

"No no no!"

"This is called sharing blessings. I, Ran Deng, am such a good person!"

(End of this chapter)