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"The prehistoric situation is unstoppable, it seems that the Lich War is about to begin."
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Among the monster clans, the all-out war has been mobilized to the end, and all the monster clans have assembled.
At this moment, a huge event happened among the Yaozu.
"Congratulations, Lord Demon Emperor. Your Majesty has given birth to ten little Golden Crows. All of them have extraordinary talents. They are all first-class cultivation geniuses. My demon clan has successors."
The entire demon court was filled with joy.
It turned out that the prince of the demon emperor Jun was born.
The ten little golden crows will be the ten princes of the Yao clan in the future.
Donghuang Taiyi, Kunpeng, and many demon commanders all came to congratulate in person.
Even the Nuwa sage rarely came forward, "There are successors from the demon race, and I am very happy. This is a treasure that I used before I became a saint. It is called the Jinling, and there are ten of them, which belong to the princes."
The ten little golden crows were also overjoyed to get the treasure, and all of them raised their heads to the sky and groaned, as if celebrating their arrival.
Seeing the little Golden Crow's divine appearance, everyone in the Yaozu was overjoyed.
The demon emperor Jun gave them names one by one.
All the names are very prestigious.
Among them was a Golden Crow, which looked extremely listless.
But it is very different from the other brothers. This Golden Crow is named Lu Ya, and he is the tenth prince of the Yaozu.
He doesn't seem to fit in well with the other brothers.
Chapter 333 The Chaos of the Golden Crow, the Opportunity of Later Earth
Time flies, and the ten golden crows are growing gratifyingly.
Soon there was a lot of trouble among the Yaozu.
Where has there ever been a prince among the demon clan?
Naturally, they are all spoiled, everyone is used to it, and they can't wait for every monster clan to use them as mounts.
It was their attitude that made the nine Golden Crows arrogant.
Only the tenth prince, Lu Ya, doesn't like to play, but only likes to practice, and he always talks about wanting to prove the Dao of Longevity.
It doesn't get along with other Jinwu at all.
The nine older brothers in front of him naturally disdain it.
"The strength is too bookish, not lively at all."
"Not bad, big brother, we've visited all over the Demon Court, it's so boring!"
"Then what do you want to do?"
"How about this, how about we sneak out of the demon court and go to the prehistoric wilderness?"
"No, no, no, the Demon Emperor's father knows and will beat us."
"What are you afraid of? At worst, we will be punished together, and daddy loves us so much, why would he beat us?"
After discussing with each other, the nine Golden Crows decided to flee together.
He was just afraid that the Tenth Prince Lu Ya would report the letter, so he was coerced together.
Ten golden crows came to the prehistoric land.
They were flying and playing in the prehistoric sky, feeling uncomfortable.
It's just something they don't know, they are connected with the sun, and their fates are intersected, and what comes out of them is the fire of the sun.
Ten golden crows appeared in the sky at the same time, which also represented ten suns appearing in mid-air.
The terrifying fire of the sun permeated the entire prehistoric land.
The endless sea was steamed to the point of boiling, and countless creatures suffered from the boiling water, and almost all of them turned into boiled fish.
When they traveled to the prehistoric land, the land was scorched and cracked.
Plants withered, insects disappeared, and all creatures fled, trying to find a place to live.
This situation surprised everyone.
Especially among the witch clan, many great witches were born one after another.
"The monster clan is deceiving people too much, do you really think we dare not touch their prince?"
"You actually let the little guys run amok, wait for me to take action, and eat them raw."
"I haven't eaten Little Golden Crow yet, so I don't know how it tastes?"
"These monster races don't know what is good or bad, but they dare to appear in the prehistoric world. Today, the root of the disaster will be eliminated, so that the monster race will not grow stronger."
Just when these big witches were about to do something.
Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun arrived in a hurry.
"You little fellows, you dare to sneak out of the demon court and cause such a catastrophe. You are really spoiled."
The two of them knew the seriousness of this matter.
Not only did Yaozu bear a lot of infamy.
And at this time, the prince appeared and disappeared, and the dead and injured creatures were all counted on the monster clan's head.
When the monster clan is strong, it still can't show it, but if one day the monster clan declines, it may be the time when the wall falls and everyone pushes it back.
That's why the two of them were so anxious, "I'll go back with me later. From now on, you will be on the sun star. Let me retreat and think about your mistakes. If your cultivation is not up to par, you will not be allowed to leave."
Di Jun looked at them angrily.
He had already noticed the big witches who were watching secretly. Although they were very annoyed by what the little Jinwu did, they were more concerned that if they came later, these big witches might really attack.
The strength of every big witch is comparable to that of the first-level quasi-sages, and these little golden crows may not be their all-in-one enemies.
If something happened to the ten little golden crows, it would make them regret it for the rest of their lives.
The ten Golden Crows were imprisoned, and the Wu Clan retreated.
On the surface, the two races live in peace, but secretly there are more and more frictions.
Especially recently, the Wu Clan has also detected the movement of the Yao Clan and discovered the Yao Clan's intentions.
They were even more cautious, and tried their best to weaken the strength of the Yaozu without being caught by the Yaozu.
In the Pangu Temple, twelve ancestor witches gathered together.
"Recently, there seems to be a gathering of monsters. I'm afraid they will attack me. Although we don't know the reason, we must be on guard." Zhu Rong looked at the other brothers and sisters with a solemn expression.
The twelfth sister Zuwu Houtu, "Brothers and sisters, I have realized something in my cultivation recently. I plan to travel to the prehistoric regions. I just happened to check on the movements of the demon clan. Please allow me, brothers and sisters."
The other ancestral witches were stunned for a moment, although they knew that the ancestral witch Houtu was slightly different from them.
Because usually Houtu is very peaceful, he likes to be vegetarian and not meat, and he doesn't like to kill animals, he likes to practice quietly.
The witch clan all cultivate their physique, but Houtu prefers to comprehend the way of heaven.
Back then when Xuanfang Shengzun was preaching, Houtu listened with great enthusiasm, but the other ancestor witches listened drowsily.
That's the difference.
"If Twelfth Sister wants to go out, you have to be more careful. If those monster clan villains sneak up on you, you must persist until the brothers arrive."
After Zhu Rong finished speaking, he sent out a ray of innate divine fire.
"This is my divine fire, I will give it to you for self-defense!"
The other ancestral witches also followed suit, and they all took out their natal objects and gave them to Houtu for self-defense.
Tears welled up in the back, "Thank you, brothers and sisters, the younger sister will leave now."
She walked out of the Pangu Temple and headed towards the prehistoric land.
In the prehistoric times at this time, the lives of all peoples were devastated, and there was a war between liches and demons before, which affected all races.
Later, ten golden crows were born, adding many souls to the world.
Throughout the ages, countless souls have died. Some of these souls have dissipated between the heaven and the earth, and more souls have gathered together to keep warm. Multiple spiritual domains have been formed in the entire wilderness. These strange spiritual domains cannot be entered by living beings. No living creature can come out alive after entering.
On this day, Houtu traveled to a spiritual realm.
He frowned and looked at this gloomy place, where the energy of the earth was condensed, and the evil spirit was extremely strong.
Among them are countless ghosts, devouring and killing each other.
The most powerful ghost has reached the level of Da Luo Jinxian.
This level of ghosts is already stronger than the creatures in the yang world.
The ordinary Da Luo Jinxian was no match for him at all.
After realizing that Houtu had entered, the ghost rushed forward instantly.
"Eat, give me something to eat."
He is a starving ghost. After feeling the vitality of the living beings, he rushed up like seeing food.
Houtu's face was shocked, he didn't expect that a little ghost would dare to make a move against her, an ancestor witch.
The power of the earth in her hands condensed, instantly enveloping the ghost.
She carefully checked the state of the ghost.
She found that this guy didn't have any sanity at all, because he devoured too many souls, and these souls accumulated in his body, which couldn't be digested, but produced a steady stream of hostility.
This made the guy lose his mind and become a demon who only knew how to kill.
She sighed, "Everything in the world is the disaster of the Lich. There will be a catastrophe in the world, and the punishment of the two clans of the Lich will come."
Looking at the countless ghosts, she felt a throbbing in her heart, and she felt that this was her way.
Suddenly a lotus flower flew from mid-air and hit her head straight.
"This is the reincarnation purple lotus, which is exactly where your chance lies."
After hearing this voice, Tu felt very familiar, "Is it you? Xuanfang Shengzun?"
She held the reincarnation purple lotus in a daze.
Chapter 334 Incarnation of Reincarnation, Saint of Hell
Xuanfang Shengzun hadn't been born for a long time, but he didn't expect to send this thing here suddenly, and Houtu had a feeling somewhere that this reincarnation purple lotus would be of great benefit to him.
Houtu continued to move forward, this place was not her chance.
She has traveled through the prehistoric times, traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, and seen life and death, killing, hatred and so on.
The more you experience, the more difficult it is for you to calm down.
When she accidentally came to a sea of blood, Hou Tu suddenly realized, "This is the place where I became enlightened."
She has always had an idea in her heart, and this idea has always been immature because there is no suitable place, but when he came to the sea of blood, she instantly understood that this is a place bestowed by heaven, the opportunity given to her by the whole world.
"Samsara Zilian, Samsara Zilian, that's what it means. Is this my destiny?"
Houtu looked at the sea of blood and thought about the souls of thousands of creatures, "Today, my ancestor witch Houtu felt that thousands of creatures suffered from life and death and could not be reincarnated. Underworld."
"What is the underworld? The underworld is the place where the soul yearns for, and the underworld is the place where the soul is born. The living and the living live in the wilderness, and the dead are reborn in the underworld."
"What is reincarnation? The reincarnation makes the dead go to the prehistoric world, and the soul of the living returns to the underworld after death! Come and go, the so-called reincarnation."
"The underworld will be established immediately, and the laws of the tunnel will be established. I will be a sage of the underworld, called the Pingxin Empress, and everyone in the prehistoric world should know it."
As the saying goes, once the opportunity comes, there will be no witches in the future.Incarnation of reincarnation with the body, the nether world stands.
When the chance came, she took the body of the witch clan and transformed into the underworld of reincarnation. A soul was born from the underworld, and she transformed into Empress Pingxin.
After Houtu turned into reincarnation, the Twelve Patriarchal Witches felt something.
Zhu Rong and the other witches had tears of blood in their eyes, "The twelfth sister has gone."
They all really felt the fall of Houtu.
There are 12 of them in the blood of the ancestor witches, and they are connected with each other, and they can respond to each other when they encounter danger. Therefore, the reincarnation of Houtu is equivalent to death.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches naturally have their own senses.