Lu Peng didn’t realize that he was sold by Tongtian to help Tongtian’s money, and after thanking Tongtian for Dade, he immediately left Jinao Island happily and rushed towards Buzhou Mountain, ready to find Houtu to complete this meritorious opportunity.

Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi and other innate powers all showed envy, and at the same time looked forward to Jinao Island, hoping that Tongtian could continue to summon them.

However, Kuiniu is only a word from the sound of the urn.

“The Sect Leader’s quota has been completed this time, if you have a chance, you can come back next time.”

“……”

Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi and the others were about to cry, but they didn’t expect that after waiting for so long, it would be this result.

Come back next time!

They’ve all been here three times!

Next time, they will be able to preach on their own.

Of course, this is just a slander in their hearts, and they don’t have the courage to say it.

What’s more, no one forced them to come, love did not come.

“Alas-”

Sighing together, Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi and the others all left helplessly and returned to their respective dojos.

At the same time, not Zhou Shan.

After a rush at full speed, Lu Peng finally came to the territory of the Wu Clan, and then explained his intentions in a loud voice.

“Poor road land pressure, ask to see the twelve ancestors.”

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, in a magnificent hall with a simple atmosphere, the twelve ancestors immediately walked out.

They were all tall, even the two female ancestors of Houtu and Xuanxi.

Compared to ordinary humans, they are like giants.

It’s just that Dijiang and other male ancestral witches are burly, full of tendon flesh, and have a resolute look, while Houtu and Xuanxi still exude feminine beauty.

They looked at Lu Press, and there was doubt in their eyes.

Before, they had never heard of Lu Press, let alone what happened to Lu Press.

However, reaching out and not hitting the smiling people, they did not give Lu Peng a closed-door soup, but Houtu stood up and asked.

“Lu Pressure Daoyou, what are you looking for us for?”

“Poor Dao has a meritorious opportunity to tell Houtu Daoist friends here.” Lu Peng said with a deep smile.

“My meritorious chance?”

Houtu couldn’t help but be stunned, and his heart was even more puzzled.

Dijiang, Gonggong, Zhurong and other ancestral witches also looked at each other and felt inexplicable.

On the one hand, it is because their ancestors do not cultivate the Yuan God and are not interested in the merits of the Heavenly Dao, and on the other hand, they are driven to the door to send merit, which feels very strange.

“That’s right, if the Houtu Daoist does not believe it, the poor Dao can first tell the Taoist, and the Daoist will know the truth and falsehood after listening to it!” Riku smiled.

After saying this, he didn’t care whether Houtu promised or not, so he directly transmitted the message to Houtu, telling Houtu all the details about the reincarnation.

Because of this, after the reincarnation of the post-soil, he can get the merit of guidance.

After hearing this, Houtu’s expression immediately changed, as if she had been summoned by some kind, looking in the direction of the endless sea of blood, her body exuded a sad and compassionate aura.

Seeing this, Lu Peng couldn’t help but secretly rejoice in his heart.

“The Lord of the Tongtian Sect sincerely does not deceive the poor Daoye!”

Immediately, he asked Houtudao with an impatient smile.

“Houtu Daoyou, how?”

“Thank you Lu Pressure Daoyou for your guidance, I will go to the Endless Blood Sea later.” Hou Tu Ji first said.

“Houtu girl, do you really have meritorious opportunities?” Di Jiang and the others couldn’t help but ask.

In their hearts, they did not trust Lu Peng, because their ancestors only cultivated the flesh and did not cultivate the Yuan God, and they were incompatible with other innate powers.

Therefore, they are wary of other innate powers.

However, Houtu nodded in response to them.

“If I feel right, it’s really my merit.”

“Then what are you waiting for, Houtu girl, we will accompany you to complete this chance now!” Di Jiang and the others said excitedly.

Although they don’t care about merit, if there is a good thing to send to the door, they will not refuse.

So, the unwitting Twelve Ancestral Witches went to the Endless Sea of Blood together with the equally unwitting Lu Press.

Endless sea of blood.

The Styx immediately sensed the arrival of the twelve ancestral witches and land pressure, and walked out from the bottom of the sea of blood.

“Fellow Daoists, I don’t know what you are doing when you come to the endless sea of blood in the poor road?”

Styx looked at everyone warily, his heart full of guard.

After all, the opposite side is thirteen innate powers, suddenly broke into his territory, who is not panicked?

“Styx Taoist friends forgive, it is the poor Dao to guide the soil Daoist to complete a meritorious opportunity here, please Daoist friends to make it convenient.” Lu Peng immediately explained.

“Meritorious chance?”

A fine light flashed in Styx’s eyes, and he looked at the back soil, and then at Lu Ping, as if he realized something.

In his eyes, Lu Peng is a thing, and why should he point to the opportunity of merit in the later soil?

Well, this may be the handiwork of the heavens.

So, Styx nodded.

“Since it is the meritorious opportunity of Houtu Daoists, the poor road will not disturb, all Daoists, please take convenience.”

On the one hand, he is selling face to Tongtian, and on the other hand, if a conflict really breaks out, he will indeed be no match for the twelve ancestors.

Therefore, Houtu did not hesitate, looking at the wandering ghosts floating in the sky above the endless blood sea, and his breath was even more compassionate.

Then, as if she felt something, her thin lips opened slightly, and her soft voice resounded throughout the flood.

“The way of heaven is above, the ancestor Wuhou land, today in the endless sea of blood to establish the six paths of reincarnation.”

“The so-called Six Daoists are the Dao of Heaven, the Dao of Humanity, the Dao of Asuras, the Dao of Beasts, the Dao of Hungry Ghosts, and the Dao of Hell!”

“All the souls of the Desolate Reincarnation have entered these six reincarnation reincarnations! Since then, the souls of the dead in the world have returned! ”

“Six Dao of Reincarnation, Li!”

Boom-

As Houtu’s words fell, one after another terrifying heavenly thunder suddenly sounded over the Endless Blood Sea, shaking the entire flood waste.

The furious thunder and lightning were like the whip of the thunder god, falling violently from the void and slashing on the endless sea of blood.

Immediately afterwards, as if some kind of seal had been lifted, six huge vortices appeared in the endless sea of blood.

The whirlpool is getting bigger and bigger, and the endless sea of blood is like the end of the world, and the blood waves are fierce and rising, as if the six demon gods are about to break out of the seal.

As the blood fell, these six “demon gods” soon revealed their true bodies, which were six dark reincarnation channels, which did not know where they led, exuding terrifying suction power, and permeating the entire flood.

In an instant, the souls of all the Flood Desolation Spiritual Cultivators felt a throbbing, as if they were about to be sucked away.

Even they were like this, not to mention those true revenants, no matter where they wandered in the flood wilderness before, now they were all surging towards the six reincarnations.

Vast, covering the sky, the spectacle is so spectacular that it cannot be expressed in words.

For a time, all the powerhouses of the Flood Wilderness were shocked, and their eyes turned to the direction of the endless sea of blood.



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