My sister is Nuwa

Chapter 213: Among the six realms of reincarnation, why is there no witch clan?

In an instant, the body remodeling of the back soil was completed.

She has a curvaceous figure and delicateness, her long black hair is draped to her waist, and her jade feet are bare, but she looks extremely holy.

And now, that light of merit is only half used!

Houtu closed his eyes, constantly absorbing merit and improving his cultivation.

“I don’t know if I can be sanctified…” Fuxi squinted his eyes.

So far, it is still within Fuxi’s calculations.

There is a Yuan God in the later soil, and there is no need for merit to promote the Yuan God.

In other words, it saves great merit.

What’s more, Fuxi made a move, and the reincarnation created was definitely countless times stronger than what Houtu himself considered!

Of course, Houtu makes his own move, and the merit of the Heavenly Dao will automatically repair the reincarnation to perfection.

But it consumes merit!

Now, the back soil gets more and consumes less.

Even if she really preached, Fuxi was not surprised.

Not only Fuxi, but also Styx, Junti, Sanqing, etc. also looked at the woman who closed her eyes and had an epiphany, paying attention to her every bit at all times, not missing the slightest detail.

But suddenly, Fuxi raised his eyebrows.

The cultivation of the Houtu was eventually promoted to the peak of quasi-saints, and it was no longer promoted.

But her physical body has become crazy stronger, and most of the power of merit is actually consumed in the flesh?

“Hmph, Evil Devil Outer Dao!” Primordial snorted, but his heart was much relieved.

“Why would she be like that? If you continue to improve your cultivation, you can preach? Di Jun’s face was gloomy.

Jun Ti squinted his eyes and didn’t bother a glance.

But no matter what, people except the Wu Clan felt at ease.

Fortunately, it is good that Houtu did not choose to preach!

“Sister, you are?” Fuxi said strangely.

“Houtu, but witch!” Houtu smiled slightly and said thoughtfully.

Fuxi was stunned, then shook his head.

Wu Clan, majoring in the flesh, is like Pangu.

Houtu even remembered that when Fuxi took several of his own people into the flood wilderness, he used to say so.

“If Pangu Daoist has a spirit in the sky, he will definitely hope to watch his children gradually grow stronger than him!”

Yes, preaching now, indeed, but that is merit preaching, perhaps with the help of huge merit, compared to the three corpse preachers.

But definitely not more than Pangu!

But Fuxi shook his head: “But sister, preaching with strength is not so simple.” ”

“You may never be able to preach again.”

Even if he is as strong as Hongjun and as talented as Sanqing, he does not dare to take this road.

Don’t look at the lot of merit that Houtu has obtained now, but in front of the Dao, it is simply not enough to see!

“That’s what I want!” Houhe said with a smile, but there was a little firmness in his words.

Then, she reached out and waved.

“Eighteen layers of hell, reincarnation hell, now!”

As soon as the words fell, one gloomy palace after another, layers of hell appeared before the six reincarnations, blocking the entrance to reincarnation.

At the same time, Ghost Gate Pass, Huangquan Road, Naihe Bridge, Wangxiangtai, Forgetting River and other places emerged at the same time.

The next moment, two golden rays of light flew from the sky and appeared in front of Houtu.

One is the judge’s pen, the other is the book of the underworld, aka, the book of life and death!

“After the soil becomes reincarnation, it will never be a witch again.”

Hongjun’s voice sounded leisurely.

Houtu took the two treasures, chuckled, and said, “Houtu, eternal life is a witch.” ”

However, Hongjun did not speak, but the sea of blood under the six paths turned upside down.

As a place where the flood desolation and obscurity accumulated, although the momentum of the Houtu was great, it could not swallow up the sea of blood.

Soon, the sea of blood rushed forward, almost covering the gate of the prefecture.

Houtu sighed, it seemed that unless she converted the sea of blood to the prefecture, she would not be able to get out.

Apparently, this deadline was the fastest, also after the Lich WWII …

After the soil cultivation is a great advance, the strength of the cultivation path is the peak of the quasi-saint, and they are almost the first person under the saint, so they naturally have an understanding of the next heavenly machine.

She sighed softly.

The end of the Lich…

Di Jun, Taiyi and the others were extremely excited when they saw this.

Twelve ancestral witches, without one, can they still set up arrays?

If it weren’t for the Daozu order, they would almost immediately start the Lich World War!

Sanqing was also relieved, especially Primordial.

Although Houtu calls itself a witch, its body is made of merit, and although it is powerful, it is no longer a Pangu bloodline.

In other words, the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array is no longer complete!

They all know it, and the ancestral witches know even better.

For a time, Pangu Hall and the sea of blood were very silent.

Styx coughed twice, and just wanted to say something, when he suddenly saw the space of the hell shattered, and a figure fell.

The man was ragged, his face was bitter, and his face was full of mud, but only the big bald head of the head was very obvious.

Isn’t this Jizo?

The corner of Fuxi’s mouth twitched and he smiled.

Obviously, Heavenly Dao was also angry, causing this place to suffer a crime.

Seeing this, the sadness between the corners of his mouth also dissipated a little.

She took a deep breath and said, “Fuxi Daoyou, do you remember what you asked me that day?” ”

Fuxi was silent for a moment and nodded.

“This matter is not a secret from the back soil, but I am worried that Fuxi Daoyou will block it when he learns about it.” Houtu smiled gently; “Now that everything is over, then Houtu would like to tell each other.”

“Ask Daoist friends to go to the Pangu Hall of the Wu Clan, what you asked me that day, the answer is in the Pangu Hall.”

Fuxi was silent for a moment, nodded, and then turned to leave.

Before Fuxi and Houtu came to the sea of blood, the template of the six reincarnations originally narrated.

Later, he suddenly remembered something, and only after asking Houtu about it did he decide to create it according to the original.

The thing he asked that day was.

——”Daoyou, I suddenly thought that the Wu clan is also one of the ten thousand races of the flood and wilderness, and it has a lot of luck, since the demon race and the human race can act as one of the six reincarnations, then why not add a reincarnation and become a witch clan?” ”

……

After the operation, I was discharged (I should have been hospitalized for a few more days, but because the hospital ran out of beds, I was thrown out by the doctors, woo-woo… ）

But the result is still good, it is a little easier at home, I can also do more, and then I hope there should be a recommendation on Friday.

After all, if you are on the recommendation, you can still make more money, otherwise this hospital ah, more than 10,000 in three days, there is really no money to live…

If recommended on Friday, it should start to work hard, of course, the update has come up these days, and it is already desperate.

In short, although I don’t know to what extent I can fight, anyway, salted fish have to work hard, body?

There is no money, and my health is not better…

……_

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