Shendi Times: I have a prehistoric chat group

Chapter 84

084. The Lord of the Reincarnation of the Ten Thousand Realms, the Great Avenue Appears!

Flood World.

At this time, a stunning scene came.

Endless unjust souls rushed out of the sea of blood.

Heavenly resentment pervaded the heavens, causing changes.

"But the world is always dead, when will the soul do it for me." "

"Ahhhhh

The unjust soul ascended to heaven, and there was a continuous roaring sound.

And this scene shook nine days and ten lands, and the four seas and eight wastes.

Countless people were touched.

"My God, so many unjust souls, almost overflowed the entire heaven and earth. "

"How can you say that the unjust souls of the sea of blood will come out, are you..."

"Yes, that's right, it must have been something that Houtu Niangniang did. "

Some people are too excited to be able to help themselves, they tremble and crawl on the ground, and some cannot help themselves.

Even more are so excited that they are beyond words.

Although they can't enter the Chaos Ritual, they can wait in the Flood World.

Looking forward to it for the post-soil mother,

The creation of the world is no small matter.

It is something that can bless the desolate world.

Many people have reaped a lot of benefits because of this one thing.

Therefore, for the creators, they appreciate it in their hearts.

Gazing at the heavenly dome, it seems that in the outer heavens, a world is imprinted.

This is a special world, dark and dark, manifesting the six paths.

After those unjust souls came out, they continued to pour into the six reincarnations without the slightest stay.

Otherwise, if they wreak havoc on the world, the world will definitely be in chaos.

"Wronged souls have emerged in the Blood Sea Region?"

A little monk was a little surprised and didn't know what to say.

Because in his impression, life is old and sick.

But the place where the soul belongs is unknown, and no one has delved into these things.

In their view, when a person dies, he dies.

There is also basically no concept of being able to reincarnate and rebuild.

Just as he hesitated, a little girl stood up.

"You kid is good, and you know how to guess. "

"You guessed right, the sea of blood is indeed a place where grievances gather. "

"Legend has it that after Pangu opened the sky, a cloud of dirty blood fell from his body, which was for the Nether Sea of Blood, and in the Nether Sea of Blood, there was a placenta, which was conceived by the ancestor of the Styx. "

"The sea of blood is tens of thousands of miles around, and the blood waves are rolling inside, the fish and shrimp are not happy, the birds and insects are not coming, and the anger of heaven and earth is all gathered here, so this place is a place where grievances gather. "

"When people die, they are invisibly involved in that place. "

After some explanation, the little friar seemed to understand what was going on.

I really didn't expect that there were really people in this world who went to study these things.

It turns out that after the death of the person, the resentment is difficult to dissipate, so there are still some things left.

These things are souls.

They are detached from the flesh and have no ability to live.

Unless the soul is scattered, there are living souls.

"Look, there is a demon clan among the grievances, isn't that the Black Panther Demon King, I didn't expect him to be there. "

"Don't say it, don't you think it's the Chaos Turtle clan in ancient times, this race has become extinct, but I didn't expect that their grievances are still there, and they can't be freed..."

After discussing each other for a while, these people thought about it with great fear.

They seem to understand what Houtu is going to do.

Don't.....

Right.

That's right.

In Houtu, she wants to build a world to house the souls of the dead.

There is a cycle of life and death.

Although between heaven and earth, resentment is eternal, but at this time, it makes them very warm.

Countless golden flowers were sprinkled in the air, as if with a sacred mission.

Above the flood, many victories are involuntarily bowed down.

"Houtu Niangniang actually built such a world, it is really a great virtue. "

"Yes, I didn't expect that Houtu Niangniang did such a big thing for me and other sentient beings, and with this thing, the Houtu seniors should worship the entire life. "

"Thank you to the great saints. "

At this moment, countless figures bowed down.

On that day, it played a role in the worship of the top and bottom.

Such a person, sacrificing himself as a person, is equivalent to saving thousands of living beings.

Its merit is great, beyond the creation of man, and for the benefit of life.

After the creation of the world, the flood and desolation shook.

They could guess that the creation of the Later Earth must be extraordinary.

But I didn't expect that it would cause such a big change, affecting the entire flood world.

It's a pity!

The scene of the creation of the world in the later land, but they did not have the opportunity to see.

It can only be watched as the unjust soul is absorbed.

Out of chaos.

After absorbing the endless grievances of the Flood Desolation World.

In the midst of the chaos, there seemed to be a scene of supreme will.

Under this consciousness, everyone felt incomparably palpitations, as if they were like ants.

"This..... Is this the Avenue?"

Compared to the Heavenly Dao of the Flood Barren World, there is a Dao in the chaos.

This avenue is above the heavenly path and has supreme power.

"Boom!"

At this time, the avenue descended boundless merit.

These merits are the face of the world built in the back soil.

Bathed in the merit of the Great Avenue, a figure is slowly growing.

Finally, with the help of this boundless merit, the mirror of the back soil was broken.

This break is sanctification!!

Basically no surprises.

A huge aura that belonged only to a saint emerged into chaos.

Purple qi comes east, cranes soar, spiritual energy lingers, and golden lotuses are frequent.

Among the countless golden lotuses, a beautiful figure slowly became a reality and illusory.

A long dress that moves without wind, hair that hangs down her waist, and a beautiful but incomparably holy face, constantly exudes an image of mercy.

At this moment, chaos vibrates.

At this moment, the flood wilderness seemed to have added a new saint!

The people of the Wu Clan were stunned.

They stared at the figure, unable to forget it for a long time.

"Resurrected, Xiaomei is really resurrected. "

"Big brother, little sister, little sister is really sanctified. "

"It's true, we also have saints in the Wu clan, and they are not ordinary saints, they are creation saints. "

"Well, it's really good. "

The people of the Wu tribe were elated one by one, and even the ancestors were smiling.

Zhu Rong couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

He stared in the direction of the demon race, as if showing off something.

The head was raised high, with infinite pride.