Great Antiquity: I Created the Twelve Ancestral Witch of the Devil's Edition

Now there are forty-five innate restrictions.

It immediately became a congenital treasure!

Wang Xuan was indifferent, but Hou Tu screamed and lost his voice

"The rank of the oil-earth beads has improved! The Taoist tattoo technique that has been upgraded to the Innate Supreme Treasure also has an effect on the Innate Spirit Treasure." Wang Yu said lightly, don't make a fuss. "

"Small means? Daoist has some misunderstandings about small means.

To turn a high-grade innate spiritual treasure into an innate treasure, if this is a small way to enter the wasteland, there is no great means, and a great supernatural power. "

The back soil was speechless for a while.

Wang Xuan, who had elevated the high-grade innate spiritual treasure to the innate treasure, was indifferent.

It's like doing a trivial thing:

If the prehistoric gods knew that Wang Xuan could raise the Lingbao to an innate treasure, they would definitely smash the threshold of the Daowen Palace.

However, Wang Xuan was really indifferent.

When he patterned the turbid earth beads, he used the Dao of Fortune and engraved three Dao characters.

This whole pattern is more complicated than the pattern given to Tongtian and Hongyun.

If the tattoo is on the body of the monk in the wild, it will enable the monk to understand the three great ways.

It's strange that the turbid earth beads don't rise. He threw the turbid earth beads to the back soil.

"How do you rate the innate spiritual treasures tattooed?"

Hou Tu excitedly took the turbid earth beads,

"Thank you fellow Daoist for saving my life. I will go to the edge of the sea of ​​​​blood now and use oil beads to turn out the underworld."

Wang Yu nodded and remembered to return to the Taoist Palace.I have something to discuss with you. "

"What's the matter?" Hou Yu asked curiously: - "Can't you say it now?"

Wang Xuan smiled, "It's a good thing, I'll talk about it when you come."

"After the birth of the underworld, Tutu walked out of the Daowen Palace in a hurry, but did not return to the Zuwu tribe and hurried to the edge of the sea of ​​​​blood.

Nether Sea of ​​Blood!

The Houtu held the sky in his hands and shouted, "The Tao is above, I am the Houtu of the Wu clan, and I feel that the souls of the dead have no place to return to.

Wandering in the wilderness, I turned into a ghost and a ghost, disturbing the tranquility of entering the wasteland. Today, I am willing to turn the turbid earth beads into the underworld as a place for the souls of the souls after death. "

The Hou Tu said has not been finished, and the chaos continued to roar.Expand original novels,

Countless Zixiao Shenlei Cong smashed out of chaos.The prehistoric sky is full of Zixiao thunder.A novel asking for flowers

Tiandao is responding to Houtu's words.

The voice of Houtu spread all over the worlds in the desert, alarming all the monks in the desert, and all beings.

The cultivators looked towards the edge of the sea of ​​blood.

All the weak creatures knelt down on the ground and looked up at the sky, and the back soil swore to the avenue, and threw the oily soil beads in their hands.

Inside the oil-earth pearl is another world like the thirty-six layers of heaven.

The Huangquan River, Naihe Bridge, layered ghost halls, eighteen layers of hells, etc., made by Wang Jue, are manifested and solidified in the turbid earth beads.

gloomy, ghostly

The cultivators, without exception, were all shocked.

"This is actually an innate treasure!"

"The oil and soil beads form a world of their own: this is the innate treasure of space!"

"The Hou Tu actually abandoned the innate treasure oil, soil beads and gold, and turned it into a waste of heaven."

"How do I remember that the turbid earth beads are high-grade innate spiritual treasures, not innate treasures."

Not far from the sea of ​​blood is a nameless valley electricity.

Xie Yin greedily stared at the turbid earth beads that condensed all kinds of underworld, and the electrocardiogram was envious and jealous.

"There is a witch tribe in Houtu who does not cultivate primordial spirits, but has such innate treasures as turbid earth beads.

And my former saint of heaven and earth has lost even a supreme congenital treasure!"

When Xie Yin thought of the top-grade congenital spiritual treasure, his eyes lit up in tears.

He originally had the best innate spiritual treasure:

The golden lotus of the second grade of earth was given to him by his companion Lingbao Hongjun Daozu.

But it fell into the hands of the next person.

The Qinglianbao-colored flag was snatched by Demon Zu Luomian, and two of his top-grade congenital spiritual treasures were robbed, as well as several top-grade congenital spiritual treasures.

Jie Yin, who had lost many innate spiritual treasures, stared at him with green eyes, and the turbid earth beads not far away could not wait to take it for himself.

After the eighteen layers of hells, ghost halls, etc. in the turbid earth bead were fully manifested, three streamers of light were drawn from the sky into the oil earth bead.

Two streamers floated above the underworld transformed by the turbid earth beads.

A streamer slowly sank into the depths of the underworld.

These three pieces of streamer are exactly the life and death of human book and the sixth cycle of reincarnation.

The monk was greatly surprised.

"The birth of the underworld actually attracted three innate spiritual treasures and two top-quality innate spiritual treasures!

A top-grade congenital treasure!

"The underworld is transformed by the innate treasure oil and earth beads, plus three innate spiritual treasures, the way of heaven is too partial to the underworld."

"I remember when Heavenly Court was born, Di Jun and Tai Yao Huang Xi and Zhao Wu Fan..."

"These three innate spiritual treasures are all things that have no owner, and the back soil is a witch clan, and it is impossible to sacrifice the innate spiritual treasures. They fall into the underworld and are useless. It's a pity."

Wantao Mountain, Wuzhuang View.

Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun were shocked when they saw the top-quality congenital treasure book floating in the turbid earth beads from a distance.

Hongyun pointed in the direction of the underworld, "Old friend Zhen Yuanzi, that top-quality congenital spiritual treasure is exactly the same as the tattoo you cut out of your own corpse."

"The tattoo on my body, Daoist Wang Yu, has long foreseen the appearance of the underworld and has seen this superb innate treasure book"

Nodding her head, Hongyun said again: "You still have a new corpse tattoo on your body, what is that, Lingbaowei?"

Zhen Yuanzi sighed with admiration: "It should be: it is an innate spiritual treasure that has not yet been born, and Daoist Wang Xuan foresaw it in advance.

Speaking of which, we have not yet gone to thank fellow Daoist Wang Tuo after we have fully understood the Dao and attained the fruit of the Hunyuan Daluojin Xiandao.

The ginseng fruit is about to ripen, let's bring the ginseng fruit and go to the Taoist Palace to meet fellow Taoists. "

After Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun came back from Kunlun Mountain, they successfully understood Qiankun Avenue, the Avenue of Clouds.Hongyun repeatedly promised to ask him for advice on the path of cultivation afterward.”

The sea of ​​blood is not far away.

Jie Yin saw the three innate spiritual treasures fall into the turbid earth bead mansion, and the walls were separated with envy.

"Why! Why does Houtu already have oil soil beads and can get two top-grade congenital spiritual treasures and a top-grade congenital spiritual treasure!

She is a witch who doesn't cultivate Yuanshen.Heaven is unfair, unfair"

Catch up complaining about the way of heaven, complaining about fate.

He was so miserable.

Xiantian Lingbao was robbed, and junior brother Zhunti was beheaded by Luo Zhu. He wanted to go to Kunlun Mountain to find Sanqing's help, but he had not yet flown to Kunlun Mountain.Seeing Yuan Feng and Shi Qilin attack the Kunlun Mountains, they were so frightened that they ran away.

Kunlun Mountain is so scary.

He had to find a nameless valley for healing.

Before the injury healed, his holy position of heaven and earth was wiped away, and the purple qi of Hongmeng shattered and vanished.

Thinking of his tragic experience, Yingyin is even more jealous than Houtu.

Crazy jealous.

It can be seen from the introduction that whether it is the turbid earth beads that have been transformed into the underworld, or the human book that has just flown, the judges, and the reincarnation of the six realms, they are all things that have no owner and have not been sacrificed by monks.

"There is no primordial spirit in the back land, these innate spiritual treasures are useless if they fall into her hands.

Wu Jingdi Jiang and Hou Yi robbed me of the golden lotus of the second grade of earth, the treasure tower, and the seven treasures tree of my junior brother, and the god wheel of annihilation.

I will rob Houtu Lingbao.

Oil and earth beads form a world of their own. If I refine muddy earth beads, I have the underworld, and I can use the power of the underworld. "

Jealousy madly catches the evil and flies towards the sea of ​​blood.

In the sea of ​​blood, Styx was extremely angry.

Why do you have to break the foundation of my Shura clan on the edge of my blood sea!

Styx prepared both hands for sanctification

Yi Mao is to snatch the Hongmeng Purple Qi of Hongyun

As a result, he was killed by Qiangliang and Hongyun successively, and recovered through the divine powers of the Blood God Son.

The other hand is to try to improve the realm cultivation base.

He saw that Nuwa made a man out of earth, and brought down the virtues of heaven, - almost became a sanctification.

So he imitated Nuwa to dig mud from the bottom of the sea of ​​blood to make a clay figurine.

Countless failures have failed to make Styx give up.

Success pays off, Styx succeeded

He used the sea of ​​blood, blood, mud and blood to make a clay puppet:

Then, the ghosts floating in the sea of ​​blood were injected into the electricity of the mud puppet to create the Shura tribe.

The ghost is the soul of the Shura clan, and it is very important to the Styx and the Shura clan.

But Hou Tu turned out of the underworld at the edge of the sea of ​​blood, just blocking the only way for the soul to enter the sea of ​​blood.