The Great Wizard of the Ancient World

The Hunyuan sword light comes through billions of voids, and with the blessing of all sentient beings' thoughts, it seems as if the whole world is the enemy in front of the sword light.

"Since fellow Taoists are so stubborn and don't care about the life and death of all sentient beings, then don't blame me for being rude."

"It's ridiculous! Hongjun, you just want to invade the Taoist authority! You want to represent all sentient beings in the wild? I have said that as long as I am here, reincarnation will not be lost!" Houtu shouted angrily, and the Houtu Divine Flag was raised.

It turned into a golden ax and struck towards Hongjun.

"Rumble~" The light of the ax and the Hunyuan sword surged in the endless void, and the huge legal aftermath caused the entire void to surge, and even caused the entire world space to vibrate wildly, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to riot.

"Ah~Help~"

"Run quickly!"

In just a few breaths, the two have fought countless times. Both of them are endorsement saints. Although their strength is not high, even if they do not use the holy power, they are still at the ninth level of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal. Even if they fight with all their strength, most of the aftermath will be

The two men had been led into the endless void turbulence, but the terrifying aftermath of Fang Ze still penetrated through the billions of voids into the ancient wilderness. Suddenly, the endless volcanic eruptions in the southern part of the ancient wilderness that had been silent for countless years, and the sea eye rioted all over the world.

The entire prehistoric world trembled, and hundreds of millions of creatures fled in fear.

"Boom!"

In the void, a mysterious light hit Houtu's Taoist robe, and then Houtu was knocked out of the void.

"Fellow Taoist, haven't you found your way back yet?" Hongjun said as he walked out of the void with his breath slightly disordered.

"The position of Emperor Fengdu is related to the safety of the people in the wild. As long as Taoist friends hand over the power of Emperor Fengdu, we will leave. The remaining position of Ghost Emperor of Yama will still be allocated by fellow Taoists."

"Haha! Hongjun, you are indeed the most villainous person in the world. These words must have been what you said to Yin Yang and Qian Kun when the demons were fighting!" Li Xuan came to Houtu Shen.

Next to him, regardless of Hongjun’s extremely gloomy expression, he laughed loudly.

"Looking for death!" Hongjun's eyes flashed with endless murderous intent and he shot at Li Xuan. On that day, Taoists and demons were fighting. In order to break Luohu's Immortal Killing Sword Formation, Hongjun invited Yang Mei, Qiankun, and Yinyang to stop Luohu. Of course, in the end,

Luo Hu fell, but among the original four people, only Hongjun possessed the Saint Dao Fruit. The other three, Yang Meiyuan, fled to other realms of chaos. Qiankun and Yinyang fell, and even their accompanying spiritual treasures fell into the hands of Hongjun. This

If there were no tricks, no one would believe it. However, the protagonist had already died, and Hongjun became a saint and suppressed the entire prehistoric world. Even if he witnessed the war, no one dared to come out and tell these things. So, the truth about the original war

It had long been lost in the long river of time, but now Li Xuan said it in public. Hongjun suddenly felt murderous intent in his heart. He suddenly rolled up the dust in his hand and instantly swung a Hunyuan wind blade to shatter the space and kill Li Xuan.

Before Li Xuan could make a move, Hou Tu on the side had already taken action, and the golden ax directly shattered the wind blade.

"You bitch! Seeking death!" At this time, Hongjun could no longer maintain his original calmness, his face became particularly ferocious due to his rage, and he drew countless sword blades towards Hou Tu.

"Hmph! Hongjun! If you had the blessing of Heaven, I would still be wary of you. Today, if you are to become a god, Heaven will not be able to avoid it. Without the blessing of Heaven, even you would dare to be presumptuous in front of me!"

Hou Tu's face was instantly filled with anger, and the power of the netherworld instantly blessed him. The momentum that had already overwhelmed the entire prehistoric world surged again. The holy light of the saint's netherworld illuminated the heavens, and countless creatures shrouded in the holy light suddenly felt conscious physically and mentally.

Relax, as if returning to the mother's womb, with a face full of intoxication.

"Get out!" Hou Tu's momentum, blessed with the mighty power of the underworld, surged again, overwhelming Hongjun in terms of momentum alone. The golden ax in his hand struck out a dazzling light, and the surging power directly shattered Hongjun's sword blade.

The aftermath hit Hongjun's Taoist robe, sending the latter flying thousands of miles away.

Houtu swung his golden ax to his side, and the originally holy saint gave out an indescribable domineering aura under his pressure.

"I am an authentic saint, and I have sealed the title of god today! Styx! Continue!"

"I sincerely obey the decree of the empress!" Ming He replied, waving the reincarnation pen in his hand towards the Netherworld God List, one after another mentioning people's names on the evil ghost king, Netherworld Wuchang and other underworld gods, followed closely by Taiyi who was listed one by one.

The witches and Shura flew out from all directions and stood under the divine list. Their divine bodies were still washed by the dark light and their respective Tao fruits were refined.

"Rumble~" In the void, the roars of breakthroughs rose one after another. Under the wash of divine status, a group of Wu Clan and Asura on the list directly broke through the original shackles of the Taiyi Golden Immortal and broke through to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm.
"We will pay homage to the Saint of Houtu, the Saint of Styx, and the Great Emperor of Fengdu!" The gods absorbed the Dao Fruit and achieved divine thrones. They saluted everyone in Houtu and then sat directly on their respective divine thrones. From then on, Emperor Jiang became a clone.

The power of the great emperor is even greater.

"Houtu! I want to see how your Wu Clan can manage the reincarnation of hundreds of millions of ghosts in this ancient world!" Seeing that the matter has been decided and there is no way to change things, Hongjun had no choice but to put away his anger and said calmly.

"Ha! I don't need to report to you how the gods of the underworld behave!" Hou Tu retorted, then looked at Emperor Fengdu on the throne and said:: Emperor Fengdu, now that the gods of the underworld have been canonized, the underworld still needs Yin soldiers to guard it.

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"Fengyudu understands." On the throne, Emperor Fengdu stood up and replied.

"At this point, the canonization of the gods of the underworld has been completed, and Emperor Fengdu will be in charge of the most precious treasures of the Netherworld: the Pen of Reincarnation and the Book of Netherworld." Ming He announced, and the Reincarnation Pen flew out of his hand instantly. At the same time, the Nether God List hanging in the air was instantly put away.

Fall into the hands of Emperor Fengdu.

"Thank you, saint." Emperor Fengdu nodded and thanked, then held a Nether Book in his hand, on which were densely written the names of countless gods of the underworld.

"We will pay homage to the Great Emperor!" Immediately, the Ten Palaces of Yama, the Three Great Ghost Emperors and other gods from the underworld bowed and saluted.

"Today, I ascend the great treasure and prove that Emperor Fengdu is in charge of the underworld. I should set up underworld messengers and ghost soldiers to suppress the reincarnation of the underworld! Where are the soldiers of the underworld!" Emperor Fengdu shouted, and endless imperial power radiated out.

"I'm waiting!" There was a loud sound, and the gate of the underworld opened wide, and millions of ghosts walked out of the underworld. These were the ghosts collected by the Wu clan and the Shura clan in various places in the wilderness for hundreds of years, and served as ghosts in the underworld.

Although the strongest among them is no more than a Celestial Immortal, and most of the Yin Souls only have the cultivation level of Earth Immortals or even those who have not yet entered the Immortal Path of Immortality, none of them possess karma, and there are even a few Yin Souls faintly flickering on them.

With a little bit of Yin virtue and golden light, although the Yin Chai ghost soldiers have a lower status, they are the Yin gods of the underworld. How can they become gods with their heinous sins?

"I am the Great Emperor of Fengdu. Today, I canonize you as ghost soldiers of the underworld to guard the underworld and manage the reincarnation of all living beings!" Emperor Fengdu announced. In his hand, the pen of reincarnation and the Book of Netherworld flew out in an instant, flying over the heads of millions of troops, and descended.

For a moment, the pen was waved and countless dark lights scattered. The ragged army of one million people suddenly condensed with mighty divine armor, holding divine swords and spears. Although their cultivation was not high, an unyielding iron-blooded aura emerged spontaneously.

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"Hiss~ Emperor Fengdu is really good at using ghosts to manage reincarnation."

"I'm afraid the underworld is about to rise, and this ancient world is probably going to change again."

"Hey, a million-strong army? The highest one is just a heavenly being. I can kill a hundred thousand heavenly beings by myself."

The army composed of millions of ghosts and ghost soldiers suddenly once again aroused the discussion of countless powerful people.

"Haha, you actually want to rely on these ants to manage reincarnation? Ridiculous! Is there no one in the underworld?" After finally finding an opportunity, the original Tianzun couldn't help but mocked.

"Who said there is no one in my underworld!" As soon as the original voice fell, Emperor Fengdu shouted, and the mid-stage quasi-sage aura burst out from his body, and then eleven more quasi-saint auras rose into the sky, and all the gods of the underworld also released

Out of its own momentum, prehistoric times prove the power of the underworld.

"Bold! How dare you disrespect the saint!" Yuan Yuan was furious, and he hit the jade Ruyi in his hand at the gods. A bloody light flew out instantly and knocked the jade Ruyi away.

"Styx!"

"Hmph! Primitive! Your hand is stretched too long. I, the god of the underworld, only have me and other authentic saints to teach me, so what are you doing!" Styx snorted coldly. Although he put away the divine sword in his hand, his eyes became colder and colder.
"You!"