Hong Huang: I am the king of men, and I will overthrow all the saints in the heavens.

Ping Xin almost fell to the ground when he said this.

"What? Restart the twelve great witches? They have already died in the battle, and even if they are still alive, they have already entered the reincarnation. How can this be restarted?"

However, Emperor Xin shook his head and said:

"It doesn't matter. I can get the twelve great witches out. It depends on whether you are willing to give them up."

"I am willing to give them up. As long as I can restore the glory of the witch clan, there is nothing I am unwilling to give up."

"Okay."

Emperor Xin immediately said:

"I want you to find the descendants of the twelve ancestor witches, let them go to the blood pool to sacrifice, and use their lives and blood to restore the style of the great witches, but the price is very high."

This is nothing more than a kind of blood purification, blessing endless life, and creating a great witch.

The price is very terrifying.

Looking at Ping Xin, Emperor Xin slowly said:

"It is very likely that the remaining witch clan will lose most of their lives, or even completely die out, and Pangu's heart will completely disappear. Are you still willing?"

Click

Ping Xin was shocked when he heard Emperor Xin's words.

For a moment, he couldn't say anything.

The witch clan is fine.

But Pangu's heart is the father's wish.

Although it is useless now, it would be a great rebellion to make Pangu's heart disappear.

Emperor Xin saw Pingxin's worry and stopped forcing him.

"Well, since you don't want it, I will think of another way."

After saying that, Emperor Xin turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait, I am willing."

After saying that, Pingxin knelt down in front of the heart.

"Father God, please forgive Hou Tu for being unfilial."

After a loud bang, Pingxin stood up and said:

"Human King, I will listen to you in everything. At worst, I don't want these six reincarnations, and at worst, I don't want this ancestor witch."

At this moment, Pingxin's eyes burst out with full fighting spirit.

"Isn't it just extinction? Even if I can't succeed, I will turn this prehistoric world upside down."

Sure enough, Emperor Xin's eyes lit up. This is the true will of the ancestor witch.

Fight against the sky, the earth, and the universe.

"Okay, since you've given it your all, how can I not help you with all my strength? Pingxin, wait, I'll come to you with the Ancestral Witch's Yuanshen."

The Human King Emperor Xin was also full of fighting spirit at this moment.

"Let's join forces to defeat all the saints in the heavens and turn the tide of the prehistoric world."

Pingxin was excited, he knew that the Wu clan was about to turn over.

It seemed that at this moment, Pangu's heart faintly emitted waves.

It was just too small to be detected.

"Pingxin, besides this, I came here for another thing."

"Please tell me, Human King."

Back to the tea place.

Emperor Xin said:

"I want the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art of the Wu clan."

"What? Human King, what do you want this for?"

The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art can only be practiced by the Wu clan, otherwise they will explode and die.

But I never thought that Emperor Xin would take the initiative to ask for it.

I only saw Emperor Xin slowly stand up and say:

"The saints of the heavens and Hongjun have set up a conspiracy against me, and I was injured by the Dao, leaving the Dao scars, and my vitality is constantly lost."

After briefly explaining the situation, Pingxin was shocked.

"So, the saints have blocked all the retreat routes of the human king? This forces the human king to practice?"

"That's right."

After hearing this, Hou Tu was scared. The calculations of the saints of the heavens were indeed terrifying.

"It seems that there is only one way to practice, but no matter how you practice, you can't escape the calculations of the heavens, and in the end you are making wedding clothes for the heavens."

How could Pingxin not understand the key?

"That's right, so I don't want to make wedding clothes for the heavens, I have to do everything I can to jump out of their conspiracy."

"So, you want to practice the witch clan's method?"

"Who said I want to practice the witch clan's method?"

Standing up, looking at the endless hell, and then looking up at the heavens.

"I want to create a way for the human race to practice. I am the king of humans. How can I practice the laws of heaven and earth? How can I practice the laws of the witches? Only the orthodox human race is the kingly way."

"Then you."

Emperor Xin laughed and said:

"Learn something."

"Okay, I'll give it to you."

With a single finger, the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art sank into Emperor Xin's mind.

In an instant, a huge wave seemed to have been set off in the depths of Emperor Xin's mind.

It took a long time for it to calm down.

"Horrible, it's really terrifying, such a domineering Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art."

In addition to being shocked, Emperor Xin was more excited.

Just in a moment, Emperor Xin had found a reference.

"Okay, this matter is over, I have to go to the prehistoric immediately, just don't forget what I said just now."

"Okay, I promise not to forget."

Watching Emperor Xin leave the underworld, Pingxin's heart began to surge.

Looking up at the heavens, excited, a terrifying fighting spirit that could not be suppressed soared into the sky.

In an instant, ripples appeared in the wilderness.

Countless creatures were horrified, what a terrifying fighting spirit.

All the saints in the heavens also looked towards the land of the six reincarnations.

They only saw Emperor Xin's Dharma body descending into the wilderness.

Their eyes were filled with boundless anger.

"Human King, you wait, you will soon pay the price for your stupidity."

Rumble.

Suddenly, Pingxin's terrifying fighting spirit rushed straight to the thirty-three heavens.

Nuwa was also suddenly angry.

"Pingxin, you have entered the reincarnation and still want to wreak havoc in the wilderness. Do you want to reappear in the wilderness? Absolutely impossible."

Now that they have torn their faces, who will still pamper whom?

Pingxin slaughtered the wronged souls of the demon clan, and it was a fight to the death.

"Hmph, Nuwa, it's not your turn to interfere in what I do. If you don't obey, then let's fight. Even if I have to sacrifice the six paths, I will destroy you."

"Ah, ah, Pingxin, good, very good."

Nuwa was so angry that she trembled, and in an instant, anger rushed to her forehead:

"Well said, I swear here, if you show up in the prehistoric world, even if I have to sacrifice everything, I will fight you to the death, and it will not stop until I die."

Slaughtering so many demon souls, this is already a deadly feud that cannot be resolved.

Only blood can soothe it.

"Okay, I'll wait, I will definitely wipe out the prehistoric demon clan, and no one can stop it."

The two female saints of the prehistoric world kept fighting, causing the prehistoric great man to tremble.

"Is Pingxin in the underworld going to declare war on Nuwa?"

"Of course, Lady Pingxin destroyed the souls of the endless demon clan. This is already a deadly feud. If we don't fight, can we make peace?"

"Then this matter is big. Once Pingxin leaves the underworld, the prehistoric killing calamity is likely to spread to the underworld."

The endless creatures discussed, and vaguely felt that this matter was not trivial.

The saints in the heavens also saw this scene, but they smiled slightly.

"Hehe, the human king is desperate. He actually sought help from the underworld. Isn't this courting death?"

"That's right, once Pingxin leaves the underworld, he will be punished by heaven."

The saints are eager for Pingxin to leave the underworld. If Pingxin is punished by heaven, the master of the underworld will have to be replaced.

At that time, whoever has a better skill will get huge benefits.

On the other hand, after leaving the underworld, Emperor Xin went straight to Jin'ao Island.

Since the style of the ancestor witch is to be opened, there are so few Tongtian masters?

Rumble.

The true body of killing descended on the East China Sea, causing waves in a radius of thousands of miles in an instant.

A large number of creatures immediately fled away, fearing that the Human King would be unhappy and destroy them.

They remembered vividly the scene of the Human King slaughtering the demons just now.

"Master Tongtian, the Human King is here to visit."

"Haha, it's rare for the Human King to come, please come quickly."

Only a golden bridge appeared slowly, and Jin'ao Island opened a hole.

Di Xin stepped in.

"May I ask the Human King, is there anything important for you to come this time?"

"Master, I want something, Pangu's original spirit."