Chapter 65

In the Witch God Temple not long ago, Houtu gained the appearance of other ancestor witches and completed the breakthrough of Pangu's twelve essence and blood.

Her blood and energy turned into chaos, accompanied by the red glows, and a huge beam of light shone from the inside to the outside of her body, shining the entire pure land.

What is even more surprising is that the primordial spirit, which seemed to be glazed in the beam, slowly formed. After careful examination, it felt that there was a slight difference from the primordial spirit in the Taoist sect.

This is more like walking to the end of the witch clan's path, turning one's body into Pangu, and transforming one's body with the Wushuang body into a primordial spirit belonging to the witch clan, and stepping out a supreme path that points directly to Hunyuan.

The breath seemed to penetrate the ninth level of heaven. While swallowing and spitting, Houtu Taoist body shone brightly, and the rushing sound of blood coming from his body was like the sea roaring, deafening. Even Ye Su in the Witch God Temple couldn't help but tremble.

But at this point, he only took half a step towards the Hunyuan Fruit. The merits of the twelve ancestor witches that remained from Pangu’s heaven have been consumed in the Lich War. The light purple aura wrapped in the body of Houtu, which is different like the purple aura of Hongmeng. This opportunity to achieve enlightenment is Pangu’s last gift to his blood descendants.

“……I already understand the opportunity to achieve enlightenment.”

Houtu had no joy in the Witch Temple that was about to comprehend Hunyuan, and he looked a little depressed.

Ye Su naturally understood that the Pure Land of the Witch Clan was equivalent to her most carefree years. Now that she has to let the eleven ancestor witches sacrifice themselves here, she naturally has indescribable depression.

But it should be noted...

In this world, no matter how many people kill their relatives and children, they kill their disciples and children, they will not be able to seek a ray of opportunity to transcend. If they were not born with Pangu's essence and blood, there would be no such opportunity now.

Ye Su was thinking of comforting Houtu for a few words, but saw her slowly shook her head.

After all, she was the ancestor witch who was in charge of the fortune of the witch clan. She could only be sad for a moment, and then she changed from a sentimental witch maiden to the decisive leader of the witch clan.

"After the death of the prehistoric beings, the souls have no place to live and are free from heaven and earth."

"All things have this life but no future life, but the way of heaven is missing. If it is to be replenished, it is no less than the skill of Saint Nuwa's repairing the sky."

Houtu and Ye Su looked at each other and nodded, pointing down at the same time, and said in unison: "Under the Nine Nethers, there should be a place where the soul returns."

So the Styx once sensed the disaster.

The place where Guixu is born in the sea of ​​blood is the most primitive way of reincarnation in the world. However, after the sea of ​​blood breeds the River Styx, he first repels the sea of ​​blood and grows souls all year round, either expelling or devouring, completely blocking the path of sentient beings in the next life.

Later, the Shura clan was created, and simply became the resource for the Shura clan by extermination of all spirits in the next life.

It's ridiculous that Styx pursued throughout his life's opportunity to achieve enlightenment was suppressed by him under his Taoist palace. But if you think about it carefully, you will know that the filthy sea of ​​blood has the ability to melt the soul and strengthen its own origins. The creatures it nurtured will naturally not let go of this, but instead pursue the way of reincarnation.

Otherwise, it will become a move of sacrificing the roots and chasing the ends. It is really a matter of opportunity and destiny, and the paths are different.

............

At this time, the sea of ​​blood tumbling and the Nine Nethers changed color, and all of them showed gloomy and terrifying aura, which was reflected in blood red by the rolling stinky blood. The sea of ​​blood rolled up huge waves like never before, rose to a very high place, and rushed towards the two remaining formations that strangled the Styx River.

Of course, it was not the trapped River Styx, he was already in a turtle in the jar and was served by two remaining formations so hard that he could only endure it.

This is a sense of the origin of the blood sea, and what Houtu is about to do is a devastating disaster for the blood sea.

Xue Hai is unconscious, but also has an instinctive reaction. He is now using various changes to save himself.

The blood-colored continent supported by the blood pool fell into the sea, causing waves and causing the evil of black blood to sweep over.

But this kind of instinctive action was not possible with Ye Su who had been prepared for it.

In order for the witch clan to fight, he could even take advantage of the 100,000 Du'er Jindans that temporarily avoided the heavenly tribulation. The mere evil spirit is really not worth mentioning.

However, such a big noise occurred in the sea of ​​blood, how much could the cover array arranged above the sea of ​​blood be blocked?

This is what Ye Su is most worried about now.

So on one hand, Ye Su directed the Wu clan and Wuliangshan tribe to speed up the strangling of the Styx River, while on the other hand, Houtu began to use his magical powers.

The twelve-layered King of Light's treasure pagoda appeared through the sky, and suddenly the light shone with hundreds of millions of miles of blood.

The blood-red continent, which was originally dark and dark, with mist, and was filled with ghosts and phosphorescent spots, suddenly became clear and clear, without a single shadow.

Even the entire sea of ​​blood reflected a layer of crystal light. At first glance, it seemed to be a whole piece of red jade agate, which was very different from the original sticky and fishy smell.

After eating countless lights, the billions of ghosts who were originally wailing gradually became quiet and their expressions were very peaceful. Finally, they threw themselves into the treasure banner, folded their hands together, fell in the void, and worshiped around Houtu.

The origin of the blood sea sensed the action of the earth, but it could only be incompetent and furious, and the waves it caused had no effect at all.

When the souls in the sea of ​​blood were all thrown into Houtu’s twelve-layered Light King Baobao, Houtu, who was under the heavy pressure of the soul, glanced at Ye Su.

Ye Su knew that she was going to seize the origin of the blood sea to make up for the shortcomings of the heavenly way. She had to do her best to suppress the most primitive will to survive in the blood sea.

When the two of them reached this point, they trusted and supported each other. Ye Su pointed at her and said, "Go, I'm here."

"Um."

Hou Tu just nodded, sat cross-legged in the void, closed his eyes and wandered in a fierce battle with the origin of the sea of ​​blood.

This also fulfilled what Houtu said when he came to Wuliang Mountain to invite Ye Su to travel through the prehistoric world - you are the key to my enlightenment......

The powerful man feels the truth and it is fulfilled at this moment.

But... just as Houtu's Yuanshen escaped into the sea of ​​blood, a strange phenomenon that changed the situation of the battle quietly occurred.

A tender green sapling grew in the void, growing at a speed of sight. Within a moment, it grew into a big Bodhi tree, with flowers blooming on it, making it seven colors, the petals are like glass, and the size of the sea bowl.

Among the stamens, there are also crystal balls as big as tung seeds, like relics.

The breeze blew, and the flowers and leaves swayed, and then a few crisp sounds of wooden fish sounded slightly from the Bodhi tree that had emerged out of thin air, one by one, extremely empty and quiet, profound, making people feel a sense of tranquility and no distractions.

In the Bodhi forest, flowers bloom, and the relics emit light. A change will turn into many colors. The golden light will rush up and become a Buddha with a height of six feet. The flowers in the forest will seem to be hundreds of times larger.

The Buddhas sang together in the flowers, just like the ten thousand Buddhas who went to the sect in front of the Lingshan Mountain of the Western religion.

The twelve-grade merit golden lotus appeared in the Bodhi tree in the void. A powerful man with compassion said lightly: "Amitabha, I have been to see fellow Feng Ling and fellow Zhen Yuanzi."

It turned out to be the leader of the Western religion, who led the saints to come!
Chapter completed!