Honghuang: The Golden Crow Emperor, starts by robbing the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 85: Hou Tu Becomes a Saint
In the ancient times, people did not keep track of years. Three hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

The ceasefire period ended, the demon clan had already made preparations and risked everything. Fuxi led all the demon clan members to attack Mount Buzhou.

All the powerful people who traveled in the prehistoric world rushed to Mount Buzhou to watch the battle, curious about what trump card the demon clan had that made them dare to take the initiative to attack the witch clan.

None of those who can be called powerful are fools. The Daozu's order to stop the war was in itself a favor to the demon clan, otherwise the demon clan would have been killed by the witch clan five thousand years ago.

Five thousand years ago, the demon clan was hunted by the witch clan and had been hiding from them for five thousand years. Now the demon clan has reversed its decline and took the initiative to attack the witch clan. They must have got some trump card.

And this trump card must have been bestowed by the Taoist Ancestor or other saints.

The Taoist Ancestor favors the demon clan. The witch clan, which has dominated the ancient times for countless years, is probably going to be doomed this time.

The Wu Clan once dominated the prehistoric land and collected countless treasures. Once the Wu Clan was destroyed, they would grab some of them and maybe they could get some opportunities.

After five thousand years of peace, the ancient world became lively again, and Mount Buzhou became the focus of the entire ancient world.

In the Penglai Fairy Mountain, Ling Xiao has not come out of seclusion. He has already given the idea to the Wu Clan. Whether they can change their fate depends entirely on the Wu Clan's own abilities.

If Ling Xiao shows up at this time, he will easily be targeted by Hongjun. Now the three Jinwu brothers cannot defeat Hongjun, and it will be very dangerous to be targeted by Hongjun.

Moreover, it would be useless for Ling Xiao to come forward because he could not defeat Hongjun.

The demon tribe marched into the witch tribe's territory in great force. The witch tribe did not fight to the death and retreated all the way towards Mount Buzhou.

Three hundred years later, the Wu Clan all retreated to the foot of Mount Buzhou, and the Demon Clan also pressed forward there.

"Emperor Jiang, do you dare to fight to the death in the thirty-third heaven?"

Fuxi was also deeply affected by the calamity at this moment. There was madness in his eyes and he was dreaming of the demon clan dominating the prehistoric world.

However, he still retained a little bit of rationality and knew that this was not the place for a decisive battle.

"If you want to fight, then fight. Why waste so much time talking? Today, either the witch clan will die or the demon clan will die."

"Set up the formation."

Di Jiang looked at Fuxi coldly. He had finally lured the demon tribe here and was going to the Thirty-Three Heavens for a decisive battle. He was not crazy.

Seeing that Dijiang was still so arrogant, Fuxi lost the last bit of his rationality and also asked the demon tribe to set up the formation.

Both sides understood that the only way to determine the winner was a large-scale showdown.

The calamity aura at this moment was extremely strong. Both sides were deeply affected, and their eyes were filled with madness and violence.

Hou Tu is still seeking enlightenment by the sea of ​​blood and has not returned yet. Her position is taken by the Ten Great Wizards.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were transformed from the essence and blood of Pangu, and the Ten Great Witches were transformed from the essence and blood of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, which are equivalent to the descendants of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The ten great wizards are now all in the middle stage of quasi-saint cultivation. Although their cultivation is not weak, the quality of their essence and blood, as well as their own background, cannot compare to Hou Tu even if all ten of them are added together.

In other words, the Twelve Heavenly Demons Array being deployed at this time was flawed.

However, this is also what the Twelve Ancestral Witches want.

The great formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons was completed, and Pangu's shadow reappeared. With the increase in the strength of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Clan as a whole, the shadow of Pangu is now even more oppressive.

The powerful men who came to watch the battle all stepped back with awe on their faces.

The demon clan's Nine Revolutions Tiangang Five Elements Formation was also set up.

The shadow of the Green Lotus of Creation bloomed, covering the sky and the sun. With the blessing of the acquired five elements formation, it turned into a five-colored light lotus.

On the pod of the five-colored light lotus, the shadow of the five-colored Sky-Swallowing Python was coiled. Its body was billions of miles long, and its head almost reached the sky. Its imposingness was no less than that of Pangu's shadow.

"Sure enough, the demon clan got the trump card. The momentum of this formation is no less than that of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. It's hard to say who will win."

"Without Hou Tu, the ten great witches are far inferior to the ancestor witch in terms of their background. I'm afraid they can't withstand the transformation of the blood evil energy." "Yes, the Twelve Capitals of Heavenly Gods and Demons formation requires the person who sets up the formation to use his body to transform the blood evil energy condensed by the witch clan and inject it into the Pangu phantom. The ten great witches may not be able to withstand it."

"In this decisive battle, the demon race has a greater chance of winning."

"That can't be said. If Hou Tu doesn't come back at this time, it is very likely that she has realized the opportunity to become a saint. If Hou Tu becomes a saint first, the Wu Clan will win."

"..."

The great men were discussing the matter.

"Open Heaven Style, Slash!"

As they were talking, a war was about to break out. Pangu's shadow swung his axe, and the huge axe light tore through the sky and earth and slashed towards the demon clan.

On the demon side, Fuxi presided over the formation, and the five-colored Sky-Swallowing Python spit out a terrifying column of demonic light and crashed into the axe light.

This time, it was the axe light that dissipated, and the demonic light column continued to attack the witch clan.

"Open Heaven Second Style, Slash."

Dijiang controlled Pangu's phantom to swing the second axe to block the evil light column.

"kill."

The Demon Clan gained the upper hand in the first battle with the Witch Clan. The Demon Clan was in an uproar and was more confident than ever before. They put all their strength into destroying the Witch Clan in one fell swoop.

The huge body of the Five-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python moved, and it opened its bloody mouth to bite towards Pangu's shadow. Its momentum seemed to want to swallow up the entire witch clan.

"Three moves to open the sky, cut."

Di Jiang was not in a hurry. He controlled the phantom of Pangu to chop out the third axe. The giant axe collided with the snake head. A terrifying shock wave spread out, and the space within a million miles was shattered and the earth shook.

The earth shook and the mountains trembled, and Mount Buzhou was also affected, with large amounts of earth and rocks rolling down.

The phantom of Pangu and the five-colored sky-swallowing python were in a stalemate, and both sides frantically injected energy into the fight.

On the witch clan's side, the people who set up the formation tried their best to transform the bloody evil energy and inject it into Pangu's virtual image. The witch clan was fine, but the ten great witches could not withstand such a crazy transformation. Their bodies turned red from the strain, as if they could explode and die at any time.

When the demon clan saw this, they injected their magic power and demonic energy even more frantically. As long as the ten great wizards could not hold on, the demon clan would win.

On the edge of the sea of ​​blood, Hou Tu saw that the time was almost right and stirred up the six realms of reincarnation hidden in the sea of ​​blood.

Six whirlpools emerged from the sea of ​​blood, and the sea of ​​blood was churning. Endless blood and energy were swallowed by the six whirlpools, as if they were going to suck the sea of ​​blood dry.

Minghe and Kunpeng, who were hiding in seclusion deep in the sea of ​​blood, could no longer sit still and flew out of the sea of ​​blood.

Hou Tu ignored the two of them and flew above the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

"God of the Underworld, I am Hou Tu, the ancestor of the Wu clan. I feel that the great wilderness is incomplete. After the death of living beings, the souls have nowhere to go. The dead are wandering, causing the blood sea to be filled with resentment and evil spirits to accumulate."

"Now I wish to transform into the six realms of reincarnation, the realm of gods, the realm of humans, the realm of asuras, the realm of animals, the realm of hungry ghosts and the realm of hell, to complete the primordial wasteland, so that souls can have a place to rely on, and after death they can enter reincarnation and be reborn, eliminating the resentment and evil spirits of heaven and earth, from now on, dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, and the soul returns to Hou Tu."

"The Six Paths of Reincarnation, Stand."

Hou Tu's voice resounded throughout the ancient world. The moment the voice fell, the earth felt it, and infinite golden light of merit emerged from the earth. They gathered together, rushed out from the sea of ​​blood, and enveloped Hou Tu and the six realms of reincarnation.

What appeared this time was the merit of the earth, which was much greater than the merit of the heaven that Nuwa bestowed when she created human beings.

Half of it was absorbed by the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and half was absorbed by Hou Tu. Hou Tu's aura continued to rise, and finally broke through that layer of confinement, achieved enlightenment and became a true saint.

The ground celebrates and golden lotus emerges on the earth.

(End of this chapter)