From the wilderness to the myriad worlds

Luo Hu turned around and looked at Empress Pingxin and the Twelve Ancestral Witches behind her, with a strange smile on his face.

"It's really not easy for you to make this determination." Luo Hu said, "I am very surprised. How did you figure it out?"

Di Jiang stepped forward and said: "The prehistoric world was opened by Father God, and we must not allow it to be stolen by Ancestor Hongjun. We believe that this is also the will of Father God."

"Haha, everyone in the world is willing to believe what they want to believe..." Luo Hu said.

Empress Pingxin frowned and said: "Demon Ancestor, we are willing to ally with you to fight against Hongjun, just to protect the world of Father God. If you want to get involved in the ancient world in the future, we will not agree."

Luo Hu sneered twice: "Everyone depends on their own means. I would like to remind you that your true spirit has differentiated into the Hou Tuzu Witch. If you want to achieve enlightenment, your true spirit must be intact. Otherwise, even if you are fully refined in the underworld, It is also impossible to achieve Hunyuan.”

Empress Pingxin was a little hesitant. She had spent a lot of effort to separate the Hou Tuzu Witch into one, and only with the Hou Tuzu Witch present could she arrange the strongest formation of all the gods.

Not only Empress Pingxin, but other ancestral witches also hesitated. The ancestral witches attach great importance to friendship and have no obsession with enlightenment. It is not easy for them to give up on the ancestral witches of Houtu.

"Sister, don't listen to this insidious guy's instigation. I don't believe that we can't separate the underworld with our own strength." Zhu Rong, the most grumpy person, said.

"Yes, I think he has ulterior motives." Gonggong agreed.

Luo Hu sneered twice and pressed against the ancestral witch with huge power.

"Do you two guys really think that I have no temper? Humph, if it weren't for joining forces to deal with Hongjun, I would not look down on you with your strength." Luo Hu said.

The twelve ancestral witches immediately joined forces to resist Rahu's pressure. All the gods and evil formations were formed, and the ancestral witches could finally speak.

"You dare to underestimate our Witch Clan?" Di Jiang said, "Our Witch Clan is the bloodline of Father God. When you ran away in a hurry under Father God's Sky-Opening Axe, if it weren't for good luck, you would have perished. Now you have to deal with it. Hongjun, you are not asking for help from our Wu Clan. If you want to bully our Wu Clan, then we will fight to the death. Even if we die, we will return to the embrace of Father God."

"Brother is right, little sister, don't listen to this guy." Xuan Ming said.

Seeing the ancestral witches change their attitude, Luo Hu also had a headache. These ancestral witches are all the same, and they become enemies if they disagree. In fact, if he wants to deal with Hongjun, the Wu clan is a very important helper.

Luo Hu looked at Empress Pingxin, she was the only one who could persuade the ancestral witch at this time. What worried Luo Hu was that Empress Pingxin also hesitated.

"It's easy for you to die under Hongjun. Anyway, you've already died once. If it weren't for Empress Pingxin's painstaking efforts, you would have no chance to be resurrected. But it's easy to die. It's a pity that Pangu spent all his efforts to open up this world. You must know that Hongjun's plan was behind Pangu's death. As his bloodline, you don't want to avenge him. I really feel sorry for Pangu." Luo Hu said coldly.

"What did you say?" The ancestral witches were furious, "You said that Hongjun plotted against Father God. What evidence do you have?"

"It's actually very simple to find evidence. If Hongjun hadn't plotted against Pangu, how could he have stolen the way of heaven and obtained the jade dish of creation? As far as I know, the jade dish of creation was Pangu's companion magic weapon! Otherwise, Pangu would not have been able to survive in the chaos. "Hongjun not only stole Pangu's magic weapon, but also the world he created. Don't you want to avenge him?" said Luo Hu.

Luo Hu's words completely angered the ancestral witch, and Di Jiang said: "Sister, we can't let Hongjun go even if he dies."

"That's right, but you don't have to cooperate with the Demon Ancestor to seek revenge on Hongjun. In terms of strength, the Demon Ancestor is not the strongest in the world." Zhu Jiuyin said, "Let's think about the matter of Sister Houtu again."

Luo Hu was a little anxious: "Hongjun is about to refine the way of heaven, and we have no time. Once Hongjun succeeds, all of us will die!"

Hou Tu Zu Wu sighed and stepped forward: "Brothers and sisters, Ping Xin and I were originally one body, but now we have just returned to our original bodies. When Ping Xin attains enlightenment, our witch clan will also have a powerful Hunyuan warrior. As for the Dutian Shensha Formation... my brother and sister can hand over my blood to Chi You. He once broke through the ancestral witch and became the human emperor. If he breaks through again, his strength will be infinitely close to mine. "

"Sister!" All the ancestral witches were very reluctant to give up. Among the twelve ancestral witches, Houtu Ancestral Witch was the kindest, and she was the only one with merit. But every time the Wu clan faces a big problem, she always comes to sacrifice.

Seeing this, Luo Hu felt relieved. He did have selfish motives for doing this. The Twelve Ancestral Witches inherited Pangu's bloodline and arranged the Zhoutian Divine Evil Formation to summon Pangu. If they truly understand Pangu's physical supernatural power, they may not be able to merge into one and incarnate as Pangu in the future.

The biggest reason why Luo Hu is in this situation is that Pangu created the world, and he doesn't want to see Pangu resurrected.

Houtu Zuwu came forward, she looked at Empress Pingxin, and their eyes met.

Empress Pingxin sighed softly and walked towards Hou Tuzu Witch. In a trance, the two of them merged into one, and Hou Tuzu Witch's physical body began to disintegrate, leaving nine drops of essence and blood.

"Brother, you can keep this blood essence." Empress Pingxin handed the blood essence to Di Jiang. Di Jiang nodded and accepted.

"When Hou Tu opened up the reincarnation, most of her physical strength was consumed. Now she has only returned to her original spirit, and all her blood and essence have been preserved. Chi You has refined these blood and essence, and his strength should be able to catch up with us." Di Jiang thought.

After the perfection of her true spirit, the realm of Ping Xin Niangniang seemed to have improved a little. She looked at the junction of the underworld and the prehistoric world.

"Demon Ancestor, it's your turn!" Ping Xin Niangniang said indifferently.

Luo Hou nodded, and he used his hand as a knife, slashing fiercely into the void. One after another, black energy spread, and the power of the demon world continued to impact the space. After an unknown period of time, the underworld and the prehistoric world began to separate, and a black gap appeared between the two worlds. However, due to the attraction of the two worlds, the black gap is slowly getting smaller.

"Hurry up and introduce chaos." Luo Hou said loudly.

Ping Xin Niangniang took out the Chaos Bell, and the Chaos Bell turned into a thousand feet high, and smashed towards the black gap fiercely.

Boom...

The black chasm was smashed through by the Chaos Bell, and streams of Chaos air flow seeped in. More and more Chaos air flow filled up the black chasm. At this time, the chasm that was originally shrinking finally stopped.