The Mysterious Huang Dao Zun of the Great Desolate World

PS: Fourth update, come on, keep up the good work!

Houtu looked at the man and smiled.

"Would you like to come with me?"

The man sighed, his eyes full of complexity, "You know, I'm not going to let you have anything."

The man's face was determined.

"I trust you, you've never let me down", Houtu nodded.

At this moment, Houtu is not a famous ancestral witch, but an ordinary woman.

A smile fell into the city.

Flowers bloom on the other side.

With the mood of Houtu, the earth under your feet blooms with beautiful flowers, colorful and starlight.

Rainbows hang obliquely in the sky, and hundreds of birds fly high and warblers cry.

The splendid galaxy echoes each other.

Geodetic vein generation trajectory.

Houtu came to the man's side, and the two of them walked forward together.

This man is none other than the Xuanhuang Dao people.

The people of Xuanhuang have been waiting here for three hundred years, and now they have finally met.

The two men walked together and headed west.

Riding the crane to the west is the way back.

So the underworld is on the west side.

Xuanzotic people and Houtu walked all the way, all the way.

On this day, the people came to the edge of the sea of blood.

Watch all beings sink and struggle in a sea of blood.

Some were transformed into asuras, and some lost themselves in the sea of blood, constantly drifting like walking corpses.

There are also newborn souls, constantly struggling in the sea of blood, wanting to escape.

Houtu looked at all this and stopped.

"Xuanwei, I have understood my mission", at this time, Houtu stopped and looked at Xuanhuang Daoist with teary eyes.

"This is the world created by Pangu Father, but it has not created a place for these souls, and I, as a child of Pangu Father, should take on the task that Father God has not completed."

"But in this case, you will fall," the Xuanzo warned.

"For me, it doesn't matter if it falls or not, there are three things I am most concerned about now, one is the Wu clan, one is you, and the other is our daughter Bixia."

One is his own people, the other is his lover, and the other is his own child.

Houtu looked at the Xuanhuang Daoist with a reluctant face.

Although Xuanhuang was already a saint at this time, it didn't mean that he had no feelings.

Lao Tzu does nothing, and his feelings may be the weakest.

But Yuan Shi Tianzun is notoriously short-sighted.

The Tongtian Sect Master also sees a lot of fame as well.

And there is also a desire to lead and to give up, that is, to carry forward the Western religion.

The Xuanjiao people are no exception.

He had Taoist couples and children.

There are also emotions.

Xuanhuang stepped forward and hugged Houtu into his arms.

Feel the warmth of each other's bodies.

"Xuanwei, do you remember the first time we met?" Houtu snuggled into Xuanhuang's arms and muttered to himself.

"Never forget", Xuan Huang nodded.

"At the beginning, I exchanged twelve spiritual treasures for one thing, and now, I want you to promise me one thing."

"You said, as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it", Xuan Huang nodded.

"Raise our daughters well, and in addition, take care of the Wu clan", Houtu still cares about his daughter and the clan.

At this time, a song came from heaven and earth.

The spirit of the earth condensed into his body, and the soul gathered in the Houtu Palace.

Once hidden in the spleen of the saint, the ten directions saved the whole truth.

I saw a Taoist riding nine lions in the distance, full of generosity.

The sun is shining.

The body is shrouded in auspicious clouds, immeasurable clouds of light, immeasurable clouds of blessing, immeasurable clouds of immortality, and immeasurable clouds of merit.

Beside him, there are bursts of sounds, and fireworks are boundless.

The immortals sing good. The lion can speak. The phoenix can speak. Ichthyosaur adult. Withered and reborn. Stupid and affectionate. Blessings are all over the place. Towering. All have to ascend to immortals. So Daojun Laojun. Immeasurable truth. Praise in unison. Hear the news today. Profit greatly. Resignation.

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This person is the incarnation of the Xuanhuang people - the Emperor of the Earth.

That is, the Ten Directions Salvation Heavenly Venerable.

If the machine appears today, it is time to return.

Houtu looked at the Taoist in front of him and immediately recognized it.

"It's you", of course Houtu recognized the other party, when the Xuanhuang Dao people cut it out, he was by his side.

"Poor Emperor Tu, meet Hou Tu Niang", the Emperor smiled faintly and greeted him.

What happened here had already caught the attention of Styx.

One is the ancestor of the Wu clan, and the other is the honor of the saints.

Now there is another great supernatural who has never been seen before.

What are these people going to do?

Styx was curious.

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to go out and have a look.

It's a big deal to come back if there is danger, anyway, the sea of blood will not dry up, and the River Styx will not die.

I saw that the calm, thick sea of blood suddenly rose and fell.

Then, a Taoist appeared from within.

Wearing the Twelve Grades of Fire Red Lotus Dao robe.

"Fellow Daoists, I don't know what the important thing is to come to the Poor Dao Blood Sea?" Styx is also nervous, these people, just the mysterious person just now looks a little easier to deal with.

He and Houtu are five or five open.

and the Xuanzodiac, not opponents.

Houtu wiped the corners of his eyes and looked at the River Styx.

"Friends of the Styx Dao, the poor Dao wants to open up the underworld dungeon around the sea of blood, so that the beings of the Three Realms will have a place of reincarnation and a place to live after death."

"What", Styx startled.

Styx is also a great supernatural power, so calculate it carefully.