Creation: From The Low-End Prehistoric To The Daluo Myth

And Patriarch Styx here, every word and deed is the law of heaven and earth.

Good Fortune all students.

Although this Nether Blood River is in the prehistoric world, it is its own small world.

Not affected by prehistoric rules.

And more because the foul blood of Pangu falls here.

The supreme merit of opening the sky once fell into the sea of ​​blood.

That merit not only gave birth to Patriarch Styx.

It also allowed a brand new race to be born in this sea of ​​blood.

Ashura tribe.

Born in a sea of ​​blood, he was born to fight endlessly, with a natural killing intent.

Every Ashura is a powerful warrior like no other.

If it weren't for the fact that the number was too scarce, even a battle with the Lich might not necessarily be a defeat.

The males of the Ashura clan are extremely ugly, with blue faces and fangs, tall and tyrannical.

And the female is coquettish, with outstanding figure, beautiful and charming.

Originally, the Ashura clan, although intelligent, was born in the filth of the blood sea and was unable to cultivate any Supernatural Power.

You can only rely on this instinct to fight.

And now.

Tens of millions of Ashura clan entrenched in the sea of ​​blood.

Behind them, the evil thoughts are reborn, and the killing intent is overwhelming.

Hearts Demon, Resentment Demon, Jealousy Demon, Freedom Demon, and countless demons appeared behind the Ashura family.

Make their aura stronger.

And Patriarch Styx and Luya Daoist stood above the sea of ​​blood.

The two talked softly, the voice was not loud, but there were countless thoughts of true demons emerging.

Everything in the world and the three thousand ways can be demons.

The Dao of Demons is the real teaching without distinction.

If you have a demon heart, you will be Devil Dao.

And the Ashura clan, as a race born from slaughter, is a natural Devil Dao existence.

"Brother, I wonder when the teacher will be able to break the seal?" Lu Ya Daoist preached again and again, while communicating with the ancestor Styx with divine thoughts.

Ancestor Minghe was surrounded by demonic thoughts, and the avenue of demons was endless.

Countless Ashura listened mesmerized.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother, until the old thing can't last!"

"At the time of parting, I felt the teacher's Tao, the magic rises and the Tao disappears, and the teacher will break through the endless years and come out in a few days."

Lu Ya Daoist nodded slightly when he heard the words: "If the teacher hadn't taught us the supreme Devil Dao that day, you and I would have been deceived by Na Hongjun to practice the so-called Saint way.

I don’t know Da Luo Xiaoyao, now that you and I see the light of day again, we will naturally pass down the Devil Dao for the teacher, and for the teacher to gather the foundation of the Three Thousand Dao in the future!"

"That's natural!" said Patriarch Styx.

The two of them cultivate the supreme Devil Dao, if Rahu breaks out in the future and annexes the Three Thousand Dao with the Devil Dao, then he and the Devil Cultivator, even if they don't become Da Luo, will still have great freedom.

"When the teacher comes back to life, we will lead Ashura to the Zixiao Palace to celebrate for the teacher!"

"good!!"

Just as Patriarch Styx was discussing with Lu Ya Daoist.

What they don't notice is...

In the dark, two pairs of eyes were staring deeply at Styx.

Houtu looked at the violent Ashura clan and frowned.

A tall, nihilistic existence at the side smiled slightly and said, "The successor of Rahu?"

"That guy is still thinking about annexing the Three Thousand Avenues~"

The Samsara gods and demons thought of the period when the chaos was not yet opened.

Luo Hu continued to challenge the gods and demons of the Dao, but in the end he was either crushed by the gods and demons of life, or was blown away by the Great Grinding Mill.

The worst time was trying to steal Pangu's Ax of Opening God.

Being punched by Pangu alive (babg) on ​​the frontier of chaos that no one has ever seen.

"The Ashura family lives by killing, devouring true spirits, and annihilating all beings..."

"And in this vast world, after death, countless creatures turned into true spirits, wandering aimlessly. They clearly have consciousness and proof of existence.

But it can only be reduced to a ration for those with Power, and a Dao Rhyme for cultivation. The living are not kind, and the dead are restless.

Such sentient beings, how sad~"

Houtu looked at the true spirit floating in the sky, with a bit of pity in his eyes.

What is the difference between such a world, such a prehistoric world, and a world where races cannibalize each other.

The living soul devours the dead to become stronger, and after death, the true soul is transformed into Dao Rhyme or manipulated by other great Supernatural Power.

Even in the heavens and the earth, there are existences like Ashura who devour true spirits.

"In the Innate world, everything is just like this, the three thousand roads lead to the same goal, and there are still differences in strength and weakness, not to mention the countless creatures.

The voice of the true spirit of Samsara was compassionate, and he looked at the overwhelming true spirit and sighed slightly.

Since Pangu opened the sky, how many souls have fallen in the whole prehistoric world, and how many true spirits are drifting in the world.

There is nowhere to return and no one to come.

It is infinite, it is infinite.

Samsara is a god born between Life and death.

It represents the avenue of weighing everything.

Out of chaos, there is no Samsara derived.

And in the prehistoric, there is still no Samsara between life and death.

How sad such a world is.

The Samsara god and demon looked into the endless void.

He can feel that the Tao of life is recovering, and those with great Supernatural Power will fully understand what life is in the near future.

Once the god of life appears in the world, the god of death will surely come into being.

The two great gods and demons of life and death are the leaders of the two camps in the chaos. Once they recover in the prehistoric.

Then this prehistoric place will be plunged into an incomparably huge disaster.

And if you want to break the situation, you must have Samsara to manifest and balance the authority of life and death.

As a god and demon, he has the power of Samsara.

But it can't develop Samsara, because he is the foundation of Samsara.

It is the avenue that carries Samsara, and only when there is existence to open up Samsara can it be truly awakened.

Now He is just a consciousness.

"Senior......"

"If I create Samsara, I will have a home and a hometown for the true spirit of heaven and earth.

"Then what about my witch clan?"

A gleam flashed in the eyes of Samsara Shenmowen: "Samsara's act is a great merit, which can prove Da Luo!"

"I'm not talking about my personal Realm, or Repair C!"

"Nowadays, the monster clan is in full swing, and our witch clan can barely resist with our feet on the ground, even if the monster clan has Fuxi, Dijun and other powers.

"Our twelve ancestor witches can transform into the real body of the first ancestor, which is not weaker than the power of Heaven Court, but once I transform into Samsara, one of the twelve ancestor witches will be gone.

The first ancestor can't get out of his body, once the monster race is in trouble, how should we, the witch race, deal with ourselves?"

Houtu's voice is clean, just like in the past.

But at this moment, Houtu carried a somewhat unspeakable Sacred.

She looked at the Samsara god demon, her eyes seemed to be shining brightly, and her voice was not in a hurry.

True, she endorsed Samsara Avenue, but she couldn't let go of her own race.

She didn't dare to gamble, to gamble that the two clans of liches would be forever peaceful.

Going to bet, if there is no own, Pangu is not really there, can the Eleven Great Ancestral Witches defeat the demon Da Luo.

Houtu is the smallest existence among the twelve ancestor witches.

Since birth, he has been doted on endlessly by the Wu clan.

Whether it's the bleak Shebishi, the irritable Zhu Rong, or the most proud Gonggong.

They are always smiling in front of Houtu, wanting to leave all the good things in the world to their weak little sister.

The spirits of heaven and earth are endless, with no place to return to, no place to return to, it is indeed pitiful to mourn day and night.

But, if I pity them and fulfill them, what will happen to the Wu Clan?

Houtu is merciful to all living beings and can transform into Samsara, but she has selfishness, and she can't let go of the mighty witch clan.

She couldn't let go of those naughty witch dolls, and couldn't let go of those big witches who would pick a delicate flower from the end of the sky for her even if the battle was bloody.

She couldn't imagine that if she created Samsara herself, she would not be able to participate in the battle between heaven and earth.

Then the Wu Clan was defeated and the tribe was annihilated. She didn't dare to think about it, and she didn't dare to gamble.

This is also the reason why she has comprehended the way of Samsara since she was born, but she has always refused to use Samsara to enter Daluo.

In nothingness.

Su Zhou took a sip of the tea in his hand.

Nod slightly.

Houtu's concerns are not unfounded.

In other words, what Houtu said now is more like what Zuwu said.

Compassion is compassion for the true spirit of heaven and earth.

But before that, she was the ancestor witch of the witch clan, and during the confrontation between the liches, one controlled the sky and the other controlled the land.

How could she abandon the witch clan and transform into Samsara, as the ordinary people said.

Even in hearing about the Dao and in pity for all living beings, the Wu Clan and the Twelve Ancestral Witches have a higher status in Houtu's heart.

Therefore, it is more in line with her identity to have such a worried Houtu.

"When you see Daluo, don't forget your original heart. Be sympathetic to all living beings, but don't forget your loved ones."

"As expected of the future reflecting all time and space, Empress Houtu among the two Immortal concepts of Emperor Heaven and Empress Earth."

Su Zhou smiled with satisfaction, and glanced at Nuwa who was constantly simulating races in Da Luo.

Looks like it won't be long.

This prehistoric world will give birth to two supreme beings again.

In the prehistoric.

The Samsara god and demon heard this and said this.

Then he frowned slightly, and then seemed to understand something, he sighed slightly and then said.

"I am a Samsara god and demon, I swear by my Dao Samsara..."

"If Houtu Insight Samsara, after the establishment of Samsara, the Lich War broke out, my Samsara gods and demons will use the Samsara Avenue to bear the fruits of injustice, participate in the Lich battle, and keep the witch clan safe!"

"If it is violated, the heaven and earth Samsara will escape, and there will be no living beings!!"

Boom!!!

In the dark, the avenue circulates, the sky and the earth roar, and the gods and demons swear, and the avenue hears it.

This is an oath that even Heavenly Dao cannot bear.

It is an oath from the Master of the Dao.

After hearing this, Hou Tu finally let go of the worries in his heart.

She stood up slowly and walked step by step in the direction of the Wu clan.

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