Hou Tu left the tribe in a daze and walked on the ancient land. Along the way, he saw fighting and fighting everywhere. The Witch Clan and the Demon Clan were fighting all the time on the ancient land. The evil spirit filled the sky and the earth, and there were countless ghosts.
It roared incessantly and was so cruel that no one could bear to see it.
Hou Tuzu Wu traveled around the world with a compassionate look on his face. He saw thousands of killings and fights, and his heart ached.
She sighed secretly in her heart. The hatred between the two Lich clans was increasing day by day. Now it was a situation that was irreversible. Even if the top leaders of both sides wanted to stop now, it would be impossible. There would eventually be a decisive battle between the two clans.
It's just that at this time, Hou Tu Zuwu no longer had the confidence she had in this decisive battle. She vaguely felt a huge disaster, belonging to the two tribes of lich and witch.
"What is the future of the Wu clan?"
The ancestral witch Houtu pondered silently in his heart, but had no answer.
Walking along like this, the land was vast and vast. In the blink of an eye, it had been more than a hundred years since Hou Tu Zuwu left the tribe.
In a daze, she came to a dangerous place in the ancient wilderness. There was no grass growing around her, it was desolate, and the evil spirit was evaporating. The whole place glowed faintly with red light, making it look ferocious and ferocious.
"Huh? How did you end up here?" Hou Tu was shocked, but she never thought that she would end up here after walking aimlessly.
The place where Hou Tu is at this time is the place where the dirty blood of the navel turned into the sea of blood when Pangu transformed into the world.
Since the creation of the sky, this sea of blood has been a desperate place between heaven and earth. All life has been extinguished, and there is only a surging sea of blood, where boundless evil energy gathers.
Therefore, few people come here. Even people with great supernatural powers such as Hou Tu Zuwu have never been here. They have only heard many rumors about the Blood Sea.
Now that she came here, she was naturally very surprised.
The moment Houtu Zuwu appeared near the blood sea, he had already alerted a great supernatural power user deep in the blood sea.
Ancestor Minghe was sitting in seclusion to meditate on the way of heaven, but suddenly he opened his eyes, showing doubts.
"Huntu of the Wu Clan? How could she come to this sea of blood like our ancestor?" Ancestor Styx has always kept a low profile. He is an extremely mysterious existence in the ancient world. Except for some of the top magical powers in the world, he is not known to other living beings.
Know.
Although this ancestor seems to be low-key, he is actually a very powerful person. He is an innate demon god born from the sea of blood. He has several powerful magic weapons at his side when he is born. Yuantu Abi's twin swords are a pair of innate killers.
A weapon, killing people is not affected by cause and effect. There is also a karma fire red lotus under the seat, which is transformed from one of the chaotic green lotus seeds. Sitting on it, it has unparalleled defense. It is already the best innate spiritual treasure. There is also a Xuanyuan water control flag.
It is one of the Five Innate Banners, and it is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.
This kind of chance creation is rare even among many great innate gods.
A few years ago, Nuwa, the empress, created the human race to become a saint. The ancestor of Styx was inspired to use the water of the sea of blood and the souls of the innocent souls of heaven and earth as materials, and used the means of creation to create a race, the Asura race. This race was born and followed the way of heaven.
, so God sent merit, and the ancestor of Minghe used it to kill the good corpses, and his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds. Later, Sanqing and Xingfang established religions and became saints. Ancestor Minghe also established the Asura Sect based on the Asura clan. Got it.
He has many meritorious deeds, and as a result, his cultivation has become more and more profound. Although he has never achieved the status of a saint, he has gone very far on the road to a quasi-sage. He only needs to cut off his own obsession to achieve the great status of Hunyuan.
Luo Jinxian.
Therefore, as soon as the Houtu Ancestral Witch appeared near the Blood Sea, the Styx Ancestor discovered her traces and was quite puzzled.
He has no friendship with the witch clan. To be precise, he has never crossed paths. At this time, Houtu Ancestral Witch, one of the twelve ancestral witches, appeared near the sea of blood. This made Patriarch Minghe feel puzzled.
Be deeply vigilant.
There is no way. Although his cultivation is advanced, he has not achieved the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal. He is still among the quasi-sages. He is just a Houtu Ancestral Witch, so there is nothing to be afraid of, but there are twelve in the Witch Clan.
The great ancestral witch, these twelve ancestral witches, each have vast magical powers and invincible physical bodies. They can devour the world, all things in time and space, and the twelve ancestral witches join forces, even a saint can contend with it. Such a terrifying force will naturally make Old Styx
Zu was deeply afraid.
At that moment, Patriarch Minghe did not dare to neglect, took a step forward, left his dojo, and appeared outside the sea of blood.
"It turns out that fellow Taoist Hou Tu came here, but I didn't come far to greet you. I hope you can forgive me." Ancestor Ming He squeezed out a smile on his cold face and said, "Hou Tu has met fellow Taoist Ming He." Hou Tu said.
Tuzu Wu smiled gently and said.
"I wonder what happened to fellow Daoist Hou Tu who came to Blood Sea?" Ming He asked doubtfully.
"To be honest, fellow Taoist, when I came on this trip, I felt that this bloody sea was connected to my avenue, but I didn't quite understand it, and I felt very confused." Hou Tu said with a wry smile.
After she came to the sea of blood, her heart trembled more and more. It seemed that something related to her own path was going to happen near the sea of blood. She just deduced it carefully, but there was no answer. The secret was in chaos.
Ming He's heart moved, and he naturally understood that Hou Tu's words were true. Even as Hou Tu's words fell, even he himself vaguely felt that an opportunity had come, but he still didn't understand the specific reason.
For a while, Hou Tu and Styx sat quietly near the sea of blood, and the atmosphere became dull and strange.
For great magical powers like Hou Tu and Ming He, time is really nothing. Fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, Hou Tu’s ancestral shaman trembled all over and his eyes suddenly opened, his gaze was faint and mysterious.
It is unpredictable, as if there are sudden changes in the sky and the earth, the reincarnation of the sun and the moon, the distortion of time and space, and many other strange phenomena flickering inside.
Ancestor Minghe was agitated and woke up from his fugue. When he saw the change in the eyes of Houtu Ancestor Wu, he was greatly shocked.
Houtu at this time gave Styx an extremely strange and terrifying feeling, as if he was facing a vast world, and also as if he were facing a vast road with rules. The changes were so drastic that even he couldn't help but be frightened.
"What happened to Hou Tuzu Witch?" Ming He was greatly surprised. A strange thought arose in his mind, that is, Hou Tu at this time seemed to him to be the same as Hongjun in Zixiao Palace.
The ancestors are somewhat similar, which is simply incredible.
"Is that so? Is this my way?" At this time, Hou Tuzu Wu's expression changed uncertainly, he seemed to be crying and laughing, and murmured to himself.
"That's all, since it is my destiny as a descendant of Pangu, then the poor Taoist can just go through it once." After sighing for a long time, Hou Tu Zuwu showed a look of perseverance. She stood up. She had a gentle body, but
It seemed to suddenly become taller and more powerful, and a vast and tragic aura emanated from it, which was frightening.