Honghuang: I intercepted the leader of the teachings, played chess and made plans to become a god.

The land is desolate, and the war is raging.

After Chen Mu left Qingqiu, he traveled all the way south.

During this time, the situation between the lichs became more tense, and a great war was almost imminent.

And in the desolate land, skirmishes between lichs are everywhere.

Countless living beings died in this catastrophe, and countless unjust souls hovered over the desolation, with nowhere to go, and finally turned into resentful spirits.

For these resentful spirits, as long as Chen Mu saw them, he would stop and normalize.

Although it took a lot of time, it also gained a lot and gained a lot of heavenly merits.

After all, there is such a thing as merit, even if it is a saint, there is not too much.

"It seems that the six realms of reincarnation should also be born soon, so we have to hurry up and go to the Wu Clan!"

Just after finishing the resentment in a yin vein, Chen Mu pinched his fingers and said to himself slightly.

The birth of the six realms of reincarnation also represents the establishment of the underworld.

And the strategic significance of the underworld is great!

Don't talk about Chen Mu, the saints who have already attained enlightenment will definitely fight for it with all their might.

If he waited until then, he would definitely not be able to do anything with Chen Mu's strength.

But now it's different, he has memories of his past life and can take the lead in his hands.

And the key lies in the Wu clan's homeland!

Most of the twelve ancestors of the flood wilderness are brave and ruthless, and they don't know the number of days.

However, its youngest descendant, the Ancestor Witch, is different.

Hou Tu Zhai is kind-hearted, and he is naturally full of compassion for the creatures of the wilderness.

At this moment, walking in the back soil of the desolate land, I also saw the resentful spirits scattered all over the place.

Looking at the originally peaceful Flood Desolate Continent, now there are wars everywhere, as well as indescribable grievances and resentful spirits, Houtu couldn't help but reflect

"Could it be that we did something wrong to go to war between the Wu Clan and the Demon Clan?"

"But even if we lichs don't fight, there will be battles above the wilderness, and there will still be unjust spirits!"

"Is there no other way?"

Hou Tu wore a goose-yellow long skirt, strolling in the desolate land, and his peerless face was full of sadness.

Although Houtu was full of unbearable feelings after seeing these unjust souls.

But she is a witch clan, and even though her supernatural powers are comparable to quasi-saints, there is no way to purify these unjust souls.

After all, the Wu clan does not have a primordial god, and they can't use such a wonderful method as creating the Taishang Lingbao Sutra.

Fortunately, Houtu is the ancestor after all.

Although I will feel sad for these unjust souls and the desolate beings, I have not forgotten the purpose of coming out this time.

Packing up his mood, Houtu soon came to the foot of Qingqiu Mountain.

"It's strange, doesn't the little witch report that there is a big mountain here?".

"What about the mountains?".

Houtu came to the location where Qingqiu Mountain was originally located, and although he saw the giant peak that suppressed the Fire King, he did not see Qingqiu Mountain.

"Lord Houtu, why are you here?".

Seeing Houtu's arrival, the Fire King couldn't help but ask in surprise.

"You were suppressed by Jufeng, and it just so happened that I was the ancestor of the earth, so I should be the most suitable to save you, so I came. "

Houtu calmly returned to the road, and at the same time, the power of the rules of the earth road in his hand operated.

In an instant, a thick and thick yellow dirt path rule had enveloped the entire giant peak.

However, the strange thing is that the rules of the dirt path, which are comparable to those of the quasi-holy period, have not moved this giant peak in the slightest.

At the same time, on this giant peak, there are black and white staggered vertical and horizontal grids manifesting, dissipating all the power of the dirt road rules of the Houtu.

"How so?".

Hou Tu looked at the giant peak in front of her in shock, especially the black and white grid on it, which gave her the illusion that she was facing a heaven and earth.

This kind of means is by no means available to ordinary people.

Looking at the way it operates, it actually has a bit of the charm of the array, is it Senior Brother Tongtian?

If it is a formation path, I am afraid that only Senior Brother Tongtian can have such a means in the entire flood wilderness.

As soon as he thought of this, Houtu couldn't help but ask the Fire King

"Fire King, who is the person who suppressed you?"

The Fire King shook his head and said, "I don't know, he didn't leave a name, and he has never seen him before. "

"Dressed in black and white robes, although he looks young, he has white hair, and there is no counterpart to the famous supernatural powers in the Flood Wilderness. "

After hearing the Fire King's description, Houtu was even more puzzled now.

"With such means, how can he be an unknown person in the midst of the famine?"

"Such a powerful supernatural person, although I don't know its origin, but it's good that our Wu clan hasn't completely made enemies with it, otherwise it's trouble!"

Houtu sighed from afar, now that their witch clan and demon clan are on the same footing, they must not add another big enemy.

"Fire King, it seems that you can only suffer for 30,000 years, and I can't unravel this kind of suppression. "

"Although I can try to break the law with force and blast this giant peak away, I can't guarantee that he didn't leave any other means!"

"Moreover, even if I break the law with force, I can't guarantee absolute success!"

Houtu said to the Fire King a little helplessly.

"Isn't there anything that can be done by Lord Zuwu?"

"Who is that man sacred!".

At this time, the Fire King's heart was like turning over the river and the sea, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

It's not because he still has to be suppressed, but because of the strength of Chen Mu who suppressed him.

Fortunately, Houtu on the side comforted him:

"You don't have to worry too much, although that person is strong, he shouldn't have really reached the realm of a great supernatural person, it's just a miraculous means. "

"Besides, since that person said that he was going to come to the Wu Clan, it means that there will be a chance to meet in the future, and I will personally ask him to let you out. "

After comforting the Fire King, Houtu suddenly asked, "Do you know where that man went?"

The Fire King thought for a moment, and then replied, "It seems to have gone south!"

"South?".

Houtu muttered to himself slightly, and then his figure flashed, and he also went straight to the south.

She was going to try and see if she could find the man.

In any case, the Fire King is the top witch of their witch clan, and he is an indispensable high-end combat power!

However, as he went all the way south, Houtu was shocked again.

Along the way, she never saw the apocalyptic scene of the unjust soul before she came to Qingqiu, but was full of vitality and peace.

Even the smell of blood that could be felt everywhere before is gone.

"What the hell is going on?".

"Why is it that the farther south you go, everything suddenly gets better?"

Everything is actually a little strange to Houtu.

Although it was said that the flood was supposed to be like this, this sudden beauty made Houtu feel like he was dreaming.

When he came to a place where Chen Mu had been purifying the soul not long ago, it was really difficult to understand Houtu, and he couldn't help but use the secret art of the witch clan and entered the consciousness of a local creature.

From the conscious memory of this creature, Houtu finally saw the scene here not long ago.

The ruined mountains, the scorched earth, and the corpses scattered everywhere turned into the ghosts of the roaring winds.

Everything was no different from what Houtu had seen in most parts of the Flood Wilderness before.

However, at this moment, suddenly a solemn and sacred chanting voice slowly came.

One scripture after another, turned into a force beyond the comprehension of the earth, and began to slowly purify these unjust souls.

With the purification of the soul, there is also a fall of merit in the Heavenly Dao.

And under the golden light of Xuanhuang merit, Houtu finally saw the source of the voice of the scripture just now.

"Black and white Taoist robe, white haired Taoist man, is it?"

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