Hong Huang: Empress Nuwa, please don’t make up your mind

At this time, in the nether world, above the boundless sea of ​​blood.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches carried the Pangu Temple and put it aside, followed by hundreds of millions of witches.

At this time, there was a torrent of resentment, and the aura of chowder was rippling from the sea of ​​blood.

And the third ancestor of the human race used the three-talented human-god formation to trap the ancestor Minghe in it, and the ancestor Minghe roared with resentment.

"You are really insidious villains, and you actually use my blood sea to enlighten the Tao and become holy, hateful!"

Why did he say that?

It turns out that everything started when Lin Lan sent the third ancestor of the human race to lead the human race to conquer the Nether world!

At that time, even if the entire human race played against the Shura clan, they would not have the upper hand at all.

Patriarch Styx even suppressed the third ancestor of the human race with his own power.

But who would have thought that just when Patriarch Minghe was about to win, Fuxi came alone and used the seal of Kongtong to temporarily become the emperor.

It is for this reason that the human race, which was about to be wiped out, regained its advantage!

Fuxi took this opportunity to become a saint by taking advantage of the long river of human luck.

With the intervention of saints, no matter how strong Patriarch Styx is, it is impossible to win this battle between the human race and Shura clan!

But Patriarch Styx can also be regarded as the ancestor of a clan, the sea of ​​blood never dries up, and Styx never dies.

There is nothing Fuxi can do about the 8000 million Blood God Son avatars!
In the end, it was Fuxi who used the sage's supernatural powers to bless the three-talented man-god formation, and then controlled Patriarch Styx!

Later, the witch clan came forward, and the situation was stabilized.

But how easy is it to kill Patriarch Styx?

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had no choice but to wait for Lin Lan to come to make a decision!

After three breaths, a rift in the void opened in the netherworld, and four Hunyuan Daluojin fairyland cultivators came out calmly!

Seeing this, the Twelve Patriarchal Witches knelt down and worshiped immediately.

"We see Hongmeng Wuhuang, Nuwa Holy Empress, Fuxi Wushuai, Tongtian Sect Master!"

Hundreds of millions of witch soldiers shouted in unison!

"Long live the Witch Emperor!"

Although Lin Lan has resigned from the position of Witch Emperor, in the hearts of all the Witch Clan, he is the eternal Witch Clan Emperor!

Lin Lan nodded, and all the Wu clan stood up.

At this time, on the other side, the third ancestor of the human race led the people to pay homage to Lin Lan!
"We see the Holy King of Hongmeng, the Holy Mother of Wahuang, the Holy Lord of Xihuang, and the Lord of Tongtian!"

Several people nodded their heads.

But this majestic momentum caused the entire Shura clan to faint in an instant!
But at this moment, Lin Lan flicked his sleeves and came to Houtu's side. He nodded gently to Houtu.

Houtu stared blankly at the depths of the boundless sea of ​​blood, and murmured.

"I feel it!"

"I feel the pull of the blood!"

"It is God the Father who is calling me!"

The reason why Houtu was at a loss was entirely because she felt the pull deep in her blood from somewhere!

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches are transformed from the blood of Pan Gu, and they have been responsible for suppressing the terrifying evil spirits since their birth!

They don't respect saints, they don't respect the way of heaven, they only respect Pan Gu!
So even if Hongjun spread the method of beheading the three corpses all over the prehistoric world, they would not rarely agree with Hongjun!

Ancestral witch is a kind of spirit, even if it is dead, it will never surrender to heaven and earth!

If today is the guidance of the prehistoric way of heaven, Hou Tu will definitely not give in.

However, the traction of Pan Gu's blood was only triggered by Lin Lan's arrival in Netherworld!

The reason for this is entirely because Lin Lan has achieved the Dao body of Hongmeng since he cut off his body, and because of Pangu's blood essence and Pangu chalcedony, what is flowing in Lin Lan's body at this time is stronger than that in Pangu Great God's body. Want pure Pangu blood essence!

In other words, now Lin Lan only needs to use a drop of her own blood to create a body comparable to that of an ancestor witch!

Today's Lin Lan is on a par with Pan Gu, an existence admired by hundreds of millions of people in the prehistoric world!
It is precisely because the blood flowing in Lin Lan's body is almost the same as that of Pan Gu, which also caused Lin Lan to descend after Nether, causing the Nether Underworld in the depths of Nether to have a bloodline induction.

It is also for this reason that Houtu began to respond to it!
Now Lin Lan has signaled Houtu to feel it with his heart.

Immediately after Houtu spoke, not only Houtu, but also the other eleven ancestor witches felt the same way!
This is simply impossible to exist in the original prehistoric world!

Even Lin Lan was surprised!
However, immediately, Lin Lan understood everything!
Lin Lan smiled lightly and understood all this!
really!

Great God Pangu is in a big game!
Lin Lan couldn't help admiring the Great God Pan Gu!

But when he thought about it again, he was right!
When the great god Pangu created the world, he had already reached the half-step Dao realm!

How could it be possible for a chaotic demon god as strong as Pangu to open up a new world, but only open up an incomplete world?
How could there be no reincarnation in the wild?
Reincarnation is natural!
The authentic way is just not awakened!

And the reason Pan Gu did this was just to take care of the Twelve Ancestral Witches!
God Pan Gu even said that as long as he opens up a new world, even though the Chaos Demon Gods will be wiped out because they cannot survive, they will also be reincarnated into the prehistoric world with the reincarnation of Chaos!
If this bloodline restriction is not set up to hide the reincarnation, if this authentic opportunity is taken away by the reincarnation of other chaotic demon gods with a heart, wouldn't it mean that the twelve ancestor witch generals will never be reborn forever?

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are just like the children of the Great God Pan Gu!
How could the Great God Pan Gu let others snatch the fisherman's profit?

Therefore, God Pangu set up this bloodline restriction in order to let the twelve ancestor witches unite to open up the prehistoric and reincarnation!
And why did the past and future earth die because of reincarnation?
It's all because she regards herself as the key to unlock reincarnation, and uses herself to be authentic!

Although reincarnation is released, the nether world is established, and Houtu becomes the strongest authentic saint!
But it was precisely because Houtu had consumed too much of her origins that she was trapped in the Netherworld forever and could not get out of the Netherworld, and finally died!
But what about this life?

Because of Lin Lan's existence!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches did not die!

They all existed intact in this wilderness!

If the Twelve Ancestral Witches unite with Lin Lan, and with the blessings of the Twelve Capitals Gods and Devil Banners, to summon Pangu's real body, maybe they can break the seal of reincarnation without binding Houtu to the Nether Underworld!
Thinking of this, Lin Lan completely understood!

God Pan Gu is very calculating!
It's a pity that in the previous life, due to Hongjun's calculations, the twelve ancestors and witches were incomplete. Later, Houtu opened up the Netherworld by himself, and died in the body of reincarnation!

However, after Lin Lan came here this time and figured everything out, he has the confidence to reincarnate with Houtu!

At this time, I saw Hou Tu looking at the boundless sea of ​​blood, showing a sad expression.

She walked slowly in the direction indicated, along the way, there were endless grievances floating in the gloom.

These unjust souls were tortured by the strong wind at night, and they were bitingly cold, and they were roasted by the real fire of the sun during the day, excruciating pain!

Repeatedly, until the soul flies away!

In the nether world, ghosts were crying and howling wolves, it was so horrible that Houtu even shed tears for it!
Seeing this, Houtu couldn't bear it, she turned around suddenly, smiled wryly and shook her head at Lin Lan.