Honghuang: I, who was hidden for eternity, was exposed

"Death is death, and it has nothing to do with spiritual memory."

Houtu incarnates the six realms of reincarnation.

Its meaning is to draw the line between life and death.

If you die, you should return to the underworld!

These yin spirits must not be allowed to cross the boundary between yin and yang and reappear in the prehistoric land.

Hearing Taishang Laozi's words, the voice became more and more angry.

"What is life? What is death?"

"Is life and death defined by you?"

At this moment, that powerful roar roared violently.

For countless years, he had had enough of that dark torture.

Opportunity is at hand.

He will never give up easily.

At this time, all living beings in the prehistoric and desolate have abandoned the focus of attention here.

The Underworld and the Six Paths of Reincarnation are new things that have just been born.

The current rules are unclear.

Although a person is dead, he still has memory and thoughts.

So is such a creature considered alive or dead?

Hear this.

Taishang Laozi couldn't help showing a sneer.

"If you say you are born, you will be born, if you are not born, you will be born."

"If you say you die, you will die, if you don't die, you will die."

Hearing such words, all the prehistoric beings fell silent.

Since ancient times, life and death have been an extremely grand proposition.

Discuss life and death with a saint?

Isn't this asking for trouble?

Taishang Laozi's words sounded domineering and unreasonable at first glance.

But if you think about it carefully, you can understand.

Consciousness and memory cannot be linked with life and death.

That guy tried to confuse the judgment of life and death with memory.

Just a joke.

Following Taishang Laozi, the voice fell.

Tai Chi figure increases strength.

This huge cave, burned through by saliva, was completely suppressed.

All the ghosts and remnants in the huge cave were suppressed.

But Taishang Laozi was a little confused when he saw this vividness.

He doesn't fill the ground...

How can this be good?

This huge pothole burned right through.

It is now connected to the Netherlands.

If it is not done well.

Those ghosts and remnants of the underworld are afraid that they will come out again.

Do you want to keep suppressing here?

This made Taishang Laozi a little helpless.

And the empress of the land of the netherworld.

While suppressing endless innocent souls.

While dealing with that mouthful of white saliva.

For a while, I was so busy.

Just now.

An incomparably beautiful and slim figure came from the depths of the void.

In the dimness, the prehistoric people couldn't see her appearance clearly.

This figure is all coquettish and charming.

The skin all over the body is crystal clear.

Like the most flawless jade in the world.

A light black tulle was covering her body.

Black and white two colors directly form a sharp contrast.

at this moment.

It seems that the prehistoric world has become black and white.

There are no other colors.

What attracted the most attention was the red lips.

It seemed to be the most stunning color in the world.

When all the prehistoric beings saw this figure, they all stood there in a daze.

This is the Sanqi female saint who dared to provoke Nuwa Empress.

Unexpectedly, the sanqi sage appeared again.

All the prehistoric beings showed envy.

This woman is simply an evildoer who overwhelms the prehistoric world and disrupts the common people.

Unexpectedly, at this time, she actually appeared again.

Everyone's breathing became heavy at this moment.

There are vaguely endless desires being provoked.

After all, he is a person who overwhelms the prehistoric world.

Everyone watched Sanqi's every move.

"Master asked me to take care of Xiaobai's aftermath..."

Her voice is sweet but not greasy, crisp but not soft, flattering but not vulgar, lustful but not lewd.

Such a beautiful and touching beauty.

Such a beautiful and soft sound.

It cannot be reproduced even in a dream.

Is this really the voice that prehistoric creatures can have?

The intoxicating mysterious power in the voice is simply more attractive than the sound of the avenue.

From her words, the prehistoric sentient beings noticed a lot of information.

The creature named Grass Mud Horse is called Xiaobai.

It was the master who asked her to take care of the aftermath.

This naturally amazed the prehistoric beings.

I saw Sanqi female saint, with a flash, she came to the huge pit.

Stretch out a finger in the air.

A black energy overflowed from his fingers.

This energy swayed directly down the huge pit.

Soon, layer after layer of ripples appeared.

In the surprised eyes of all living beings in the wild.

The barrier between the prehistoric land and the mysterious land unexpectedly healed itself.

After the membrane has healed.

This pothole doesn't matter.

Anyone can fix it.

The beautiful figure of Sanqi female saint smiled slightly:

"Everyone, goodbye!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the void!

It seems to be far away from the prehistoric at an extremely high level.

The black that astonished all living beings became lighter and lighter.

That figure is getting further and further away.

It was not until a long time later that the figure disappeared.

It was only at this moment that all the prehistoric people came back to their senses.

Can't help whispering.

"Saint Sanqi is so beautiful..."

"I'm so envious of that Taoist Changkong... who actually has such a woman..."

"I really want to find a woman..."

"Since I met Sanqi female sage...other women are selling their heads...I can't get into my eyes anymore..."

"How can I see her again?"

"My goddess...don't leave me..."

Just when all sentient beings sighed.

Taishang Laozi's Taiji diagram perfunctorily turned around a few times.

The stone soil on both sides of the huge cave was pressed over.

After a while, the hole that pierced the ground was filled.

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And in the Nine Nether Yellow Springs deep underground.

It directly became a boundless ocean of resentment.

There are countless remnants of souls floating on the sea of ​​resentment, ghosts, ghosts, and ghosts.

In all directions, there were creepy cries.

It is a place of great terror.

Even Da Luo Jinxian fell here.

In an instant, he will go crazy.

Then he was devoured alive by these endless grievances.

"Pingxin, you can't suppress us forever..."