Honghuang: Sacrifice the luck of the dragon clan at the beginning!

A prehistoric sage, his holy consciousness is entrusted to the heaven and the earth, and he can use the power of the heaven and the earth.

Pangu Sanqing saw that Houtu's holy consciousness only rested in the realm of the underworld, and could only use the power of the underworld.

It's not like the other Six Great Prehistoric Sages.

"The underworld is transformed by Houtu's witch body, and Houtu can control everything in the underworld.

In the underworld, she is a saint.

After leaving the underworld, she only has the cultivation base of a saint and has no means of a saint. "

"It seems that Houtu is confined in the underworld by the way of heaven, and cannot leave the underworld for half a step."

"The way of heaven is supreme, restricting Houtu, and also restricting me and other saints in the underworld, unable to mobilize the power of the underworld.

In the underworld, Houtu is the strongest. "

"Houtu is only considered a sub-sage, not a saint."

Sanqing's insightful eyes express Houtu's strength and predicament in a few words.

In the underworld, the merits of heaven and earth have finally dissipated.

Houtu turned around, looked at the final attempt to subdue the letter, the judge's pen, the introduction of the Six Paths of Samsara, and Zhunti, and lightly raised his hand.

The brilliance of the six paths of reincarnation was greatly revived, forcing the Qibao Miaoshu and Zhunti away.

The human book and the judge's pen broke free from the entanglement of the introduction and fell into Hou Tu's hands.

"You two, the human writing, the judge's pen, and the six paths of reincarnation are things of the underworld."

It's not embarrassing to receive and guide, it seems that they weren't the innate spirit treasure that they were robbing the backland just now.

"Congratulations to Houtu for becoming a saint."

Houtu shook his head, "Houtu has already sacrificed his life and turned into the underworld, I am Pingxin."

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Pingxin, I have just established the underworld and need manpower, and I, the Western Sect, are willing to help."

Jieyin kindly offered to help Pingxin.

Zhuqing couldn't help laughing out loud.

help?

It is to seize the underworld and seize the luck and merits of the underworld.

The second sage of the West is really shameless, calling the preemption a help.

Laughter drew Yingying and Zhunti's glaring glances.

"Zhuqing, you killed Styx for no reason. Your crime is heinous. We want to avenge fellow Daoist Styx."

"The twelfth-grade fire red lotus, the Yuantu sword, and the Abi sword belong to the Shura clan. You should hand them over quickly."

"Hahaha."

Accepting the accusations of Yin and Zhunti made Zhu Qing feel even more ridiculous.

"You want to avenge Styx?
What were you doing when Styx begged you for help?
Oh, I am trying to suppress the human books, judge pens, and six reincarnations of Taoist Pingxin.

The death of Styx is half of my credit, and half of your credit.

What face do you have to mention Styx. "

Zhu Qing's rebuttal was speechless.

They covered up their embarrassment with angry growls, "Zhu Qing, for harming the floods, disrespecting saints, you should be killed."

Jieyin and Zhunti carried the precious building and the wonderful tree of seven treasures, and sandwiched the candle green in the center from one left to the other.

Ping Xin said suddenly, "In the underworld, no fighting is allowed."

The voice was very soft, but he did not dare to disobey when he received the guide and mentioned it.

They are also saints, Pangu Sanqing can see it, and they can also see it when they are in close contact with the underworld and Pingxin.

They know that in the underworld, peace of mind is the strongest.

Even if they are saints, they will not be able to fight for peace in the underworld.

"Don't worry, Pingxin Daoist, we won't disturb the underworld."

After receiving the introduction, he turned his head and said to Zhuqing: "Let's go to the wilderness to fight."

Ping Xin said again: "The Dragon Emperor is kind to the underworld, please stay for a while."

Reception, quasi mention:  …

They stared at Pingxin, trying to subdue Pingxin with the coercion of a saint.

However, in the underworld, Ping Xin is also a saint.

Their saint coercion used the wrong target.

Zhuqing knew that Pingxin wanted to save herself, so she glanced at Yingying Zhunti jokingly, and stayed happily.

Pingxin issued an order to expel the guests, "The underworld has just been established, and there is nothing to entertain the saints. The saints are welcome to do what they want."

They didn't stop snatching Pingxin's innate spirit treasure before she was escorted and accepted, even after she had transformed into a body of meritorious deeds.

In addition, the Wu people have some old grievances with the Western religion, so it is not good to talk to each other with sincerity.

It's also because of his good temper, otherwise, he would have used the power of the underworld to forcefully drive Jieyin and Zhunti out.

Receive and lead, Zhunti sees that Ping Xin doesn't want to see them, no longer force them to stay, turn around and fly away.

When they passed the original blood sea, they must take out the wonderful tree of seven treasures and brush it towards the Shura clan who were stunned and at a loss because of the death of Styx and the disappearance of the blood sea.

All Shura tribes were brushed into the Seven Treasure Tree.

Zhunti put away the wonderful tree of seven treasures with satisfaction, and flew out of the underworld.

Zhuqing snorted from her nose.

"The purpose of taking away the Asura tribe is to turn them into western Asuras, so as to devour the fate of the sea of ​​blood in the underworld.

Hmph, I'll let them fetch water from a bamboo basket in vain. "

Zhuqing planned to find a way to sacrifice Styx's blood luck.

When he broke into the sea of ​​blood and fought against the Styx, he had this idea.

And made some preparations for it.

Sacrificial to the sea of ​​blood and luck, Zhuqing is determined to win.

"Styx has created the blood Shura clan, so luck will not be too little, and they will definitely get a lot of good treasures."

Just as Zhuqing was thinking, she heard Pingxin talking to him.

"Dragon Emperor, thank you for stopping Styx and the Shura clan from occupying and destroying the underworld."

Zhu Qing suddenly realized, knowing how she obtained her Heavenly Dao merit.

"Fellow Daoist Pingxin, you're welcome. I have a grudge against Styx, and I went to the sea of ​​blood to seek revenge on him. It just so happened that you sacrificed your life and turned into the underworld. I'm lucky, and I got some merit from heaven."

I thought I missed the merits of the underworld, but who knew that I didn't miss it in the end, and got a great way merit bead.

Delicious.

"I have something, I want to ask Fellow Daoist Dragon Emperor for help."

"Fellow Daoist Pingxin, please tell me, I will definitely help if I can."

Pingxin threw out two drops of earthy yellow blood, which exuded a strong power of the law of the earth.

"Ancestral witch blood?"

Zhu Qing recognized that it was the blood essence of Houtu's ancestral witch.

I calmly said: "I can't leave the underworld, these two drops of ancestral witch's blood, one drop of troubled fellow Taoist sent to Buzhou Mountain, and handed over to the ancestral witches.

The other drop is a thank you gift, I hope fellow daoists will not dislike it. "

dislike?Who would dislike it!
The blood essence of the ancestral witch is a rare treasure.

It can help immortals transform their physical bodies, and has the potential to achieve the body of ancestral witches.

Moreover, what Pingxin threw out were two drops of blood essence from Zuwu's heart.

It is even rarer than the blood of the ancestral witch.

Zhu Qing put away the two drops of Zu Wu's essence blood, and said seriously:
"Fellow Daoist Pingxin, don't worry, I will definitely send the blood essence of the ancestral witch to Mount Buzhou."

"Thank you, Dragon Emperor. Jieyin and Zhunti are outside the underworld, and they want to intercept fellow Taoists.

Fellow Taoists might as well stay in the underworld to practice, and after they leave, you can go to Buzhou Mountain. "

Zhuqing smiled.

He guessed that Jieyin and Zhunti would not let him go easily.

"Thank you for the reminder, Fellow Daoist Pingxin.

Since I promised to help you send the blood essence of the ancestral witch, I can't waste time. "

Pingxin was a little worried, and wanted to persuade Zhuqing again.

Zhu Qing was the first to say: "If I want to escape, I can't stop me if I receive the lead or carry it out."

This is not Zhuqing boasting.

The Dao of Fire comprehends 90.00% two, he can sense all the flames in a radius of thousands of miles, and can use the flames to escape.

Moreover, he is also extremely proficient in space avenues.

"Fellow Daoist Pingxin, let's see you later."

Zhuqing looked at the underworld, feeling a little pity.

Can't sacrifice.

Just as she was about to take advantage of the avenue of fire to escape, Zhuqing stopped hesitantly.