The Emperor of the Netherworld

Suddenly, the light tire shone brightly, and the colorful brilliance illuminated the entire Netherworld Blood Sea.

Guanghua is unprecedentedly domineering and majestic!

In an instant, all the souls and undead were expelled from the underworld, and they were not allowed to enter reincarnation.

The bare tire is not big, but it is powerful, and the entire underworld is suppressed.

The Netherworld Blood Sea outside the underworld was no exception, and the Shura clan trembled, not daring to make any changes.

"This? System!! "

Li Xuan was surprised, and at the same time couldn't help but whisper softly, the inside of the bare tire was too warm and comfortable.

The mood is flying, although I don't read much novels, but Li Xuan, the famous name of the system stream, still knows it.

There is a feeling that the jackpot has fallen from the sky, and the whole person is dizzy.

Without waiting for Li Xuan to think about it, a soft light rose from Houtu Ancestor Wu's body, and it could be clearly felt through the tire wall.

That's the light of merit!

Houtu Zuwu was extremely helpless, these were all merits that were divided by other saints, and they all belonged to her.

Knock, knock, knock!!

Li Xuan trembled all over, and an unquenchable desire erupted, driving him crazy.

It seemed to instinct driving Li Xuan.

"Gotta get it!!" Li Xuan secretly gritted his teeth and moved to the side of the Tuzu Witch as much as he could.

Rumble!!

The light tire suddenly erupted with a fierce aura, and it was responding to Li Xuan's appeal.

With a monstrous momentum, the light tire spun rapidly, turning into a vortex and raging in the underworld.

The merits that should have been distributed to other saints were actually forcibly pulled by this vortex.

Under the huge suction, it turned into an endless golden ribbon and submerged into the light tire, and in an instant, the nine-colored brilliance bloomed one after another.

The fairy sound is faint, and the fairy light is dense.

At this moment, the underworld is no longer the underworld, but the nine-day fairyland, dazzling and intoxicating.

The Taotao Lechuan River quietly emerged, rising from the Nine Shadows, and the waves hit the sky, guarding the bare tire like a guard.

The sudden abnormality made everyone stunned!!

Merit, merit is gone!!

Countless powerful divine senses in the flood wilderness swept towards the underworld, wanting to find out.

They were very curious about what kind of sacredness dared to take food from the mouths of the saints.

"Humph!"

Houtu Ancestor Wu snorted coldly, and became rare and tough, and exploded with a wave of great mana with his bare hand.

The underworld was shaken, and the entire sea of blood roared.

"Fellow Daoist, I've crossed the line!"

Houtu Ancestor Wu hung on the underworld and said coldly.

Obviously, this bare tire is inextricably linked with the underworld, and Tuzu Wu will not sit idly by after being reasonable.

Although it was blocked by the back soil, the great power of the flood was not angry, and even wanted to look up to the sky and laugh.

They were laughing and watching the show.

They can't get such a huge amount of merit, and even the saints can't think of it!

That's fast!!

Part of the merit that was snatched directly nourished Li Xuan's soul.

It made his originally weak soul quickly strengthen and become thicker.

The other part is integrated into the surface of the light tire to form a protective layer.

Houtu Zuwu looked at the light fetus in a daze, and an inexplicable emotion affected her, she always felt very kind to this light fetus.

The light gradually dimmed, and the light tire became crystal like jade, and the Houtu Ancestor Witch could feel that a human soul was conceived in it.

After thinking about it slightly, Houtu Ancestor Wu took the initiative to divide a successful virtue to make it melt into the light tire.

In any case, this is the first revenant to enter the underworld, or the human race, and the mystery in it makes the Hou Tuzu Witch have to pay attention to it.

In the end, the light tire disappeared into the underground, and the light gradually receded, condensing on the surface of the light tire.

With a look of surprise, Houtu Zuwu sat in the underworld, and his mood became comfortable, and even a little dark.

With the help of the bare tire, those merits were not divided after all, and remained in her underworld.

And the other saints can be said to have lost their wives and soldiers!

This made her originally depressed mood completely relaxed, and she was full of good feelings for the light tire.

The Hongjun saint frowned slightly, and pinched his fingers to calculate.

The sky is ethereal, as if it has been deliberately concealed, and it cannot be shaped.

After a long time, he sighed lightly: "That's it! He then closed his eyes and said nothing.

Heavenly Dao did not deny the light fetus, and acquiesced in its existence, so he had no reason to force it.

As the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, he knows a little bit about the shady scenes of reincarnation in Houtu, so he doesn't want to say more.

The Three Qing Sect Masters were silent, there had never been such an unbelievable thing in the hundreds of thousands of years of the flood famine.

After glancing at each other, they found that their teacher, Hongjun Daozu, was silent, and finally could only disperse helplessly.

Nuwa frowned slightly, and she was tempted, but when she thought that Houtu Ancestor Wu was different from the past today, and her status was even half a step higher than her, she had to give up.

The Western world, leading, Zhun Ti's face was full of anger.

"Senior brother, we seem to have lost."

"That's right, junior brother, we have been trapped."

"No, you and my senior brother have never suffered a loss, this account will definitely be recovered!"

The sage thought for a long time, and said helplessly: "After the Tuzu Witch has made up for the Heavenly Dao, it is not something that you and I can provoke, let's talk about this matter later." "

Hearing this, the Zhun Ti sage could only nod his head, and at this time, risking the world's disapproval to go to the underworld to make chaos would only offend the entire flood famine.

The flood does not remember the year, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of years have passed.

The friction between the two lich clans is growing, and the period of 10,000-year truce stipulated by the Hongjun Saint is just around the corner.

The two clans have no intention of stopping, and are determined to fight for the position of the overlord of the flood wilderness.

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In the underworld, the Houtu ancestor witch has guarded the original light fetus for thousands of years.

For thousands of years, the underworld has gradually been on the right track under her control.

One day, the light tire suddenly shook, and the aura between heaven and earth frantically condensed towards the underworld.

Countless souls were shattered by the impact of the aura, and they could disappear at any time.

Houtu Ancestor Wu was a spirit, and hurriedly placed the light tire outside the underworld, and at the same time used great mana to maintain the operation of the underworld.

The light tire is tolerant of all rivers, and the crazy breath is aura.

Such a grand anomaly once again attracted the eyes of the great power of the wilderness.

Everyone is speculating about the origin of this light tire, which is mysterious and unpredictable, and it is also domineering and abnormal.

Not to mention the suppression of the underworld, even the merits of the saints dare to be robbed!

In an instant, a figure came to the underworld, enveloping the supreme momentum.