Chapter 159: Lord Shura breaks away from the Wu clan!

Di Jiang's voice was heavy, "Don't waste time, let's go to the Eighteenth Level Netherworld Sea."

Dijiang tore apart the space and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The other ancestral witches followed one after another. Zhu Rong and Qiang Liang also fled from the scope of the Chaos Bell in disgrace. After leaving a few vicious words, they flew towards the place where Di Jiang left.

Donghuang Taiyi looked relaxed, "Brother, although Hou Tu has become a saint, he is trapped in the Netherworld Sea and poses almost no threat to our demon clan. Our chances of winning have increased by 30%!"

Di Jun nodded slightly, "Let's go back to heaven first."

"good."

The two demon emperors and the five demon saints tore apart the space and left the Netherworld Sea in a snap.

In the eighteenth level of the Nether Sea, Styx's eyes shined brightly, "Sage Houtu, our previous agreement."

Houtu nodded, "The promise will naturally count."

After finishing speaking, Houtu said loudly, "The six paths of reincarnation have just been established, and they need to be suppressed by the master of the six paths. I decree to seal the river of Hades as the master of the Asura Path. The Asura clan can serve in the Asura Path."

Although due to tunnel restrictions, Houtu can no longer leave the Netherworld Sea.

But in the eighteenth level of the Netherworld Sea, Hou Tu is a well-deserved saint.

The words were the same as the Dharma. As soon as the voice fell, a large group of merit floated out from the Asura Path, one of the six paths, and merged into the body of Styx.

With the merit entering his body, Styx looked like he was enjoying himself very much.

"If Saint Houtu has something to do in the future, just ask him and I will do my best to help."

Styx raised his hand to Houtu, then turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

Not far away, eleven ancestral witches walked with heavy steps.

"Sister Houtu, why are you doing this!"

Di Jiang could not hide his grief in his eyes. After Tu Zhengdao, the Wu Clan lost one of its top combat forces, and the Twelve Capital Gods Formation could not be formed. How could they compete with the Monster Clan in the future.

Hou Tu sighed and wanted to explain to Di Jiang and the others why he did this.

But she knew that her arrogant and proud brothers would not listen, and they would not listen at all.

Hou Tu waved his hand, and a large khaki flag fluttered in the wind. After hovering in the air for several times, it finally landed on Di Jiang.

"I transform myself into reincarnation, and the Hou Tu will no longer be a witch. I am no longer Hou Tu, but the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Ping Xin. This flag of the ancestral shaman and god of the earth will be returned to its original owner and returned to you."

The witch clan was born with the essence and blood of Pangu. They also have accompanying spiritual treasures. Their accompanying spiritual treasures are the ancestral witch gods and evil flags.

The Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Evil Formations were outlined with the essence and blood of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, drawing the infinite evil energy from the ancient world, summoning Pangu's true body, and bursting out with powerful power, making him invincible.

But what the creatures in the primitive world don't know is that the twelve ancestral witch and god evil flags gathered together can also summon Pangu's true body.

Zhu Rong couldn't help it for a moment, and his body burst out with true energy, making a loud sound.

"What do you mean? You have just become a saint and you have to make a clear distinction with us."

There was also a hint of disbelief on the faces of the other ancestral witches. Houtu had always been the kindest, gentlest and kindest among their ancestral witches.

When other ancestral witches fight, most likely in the end, they will move out to help mediate.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that Hou Tu would be like this.

But now that I saw it with my own eyes, I couldn't help it, or I couldn't believe that Hou Tu would be so heartless.

Even Xuan Ming looked at Hou Tu in disbelief

After becoming a saint, how could Sister Houtu become like this?

The leader of the ancestral witches, Di Jiang couldn't help it anymore. He held the ancestral witch god of earth flag in front of him and said in a deep voice.

"Sister Houtu, what does 伱 mean? Just say it."

Hou Tu looked at the expressions of the ancestor witches that were either in disbelief, disappointment, or heartache, and his heart felt like a knife.

She exhaled a breath and slowly shook her head, "My meaning is already clear. I am at peace with the Six Paths of Reincarnation and am no longer the descendant of the Wu Clan. This flag of the Witch God, the ancestor of the earth, is given to you and will not delay you. As for the one who arranged the twelve capitals’ great array of gods, I will have nothing to do with the Witch Clan from now on.”

Zhu Rong couldn't help it, and a surge of anger rose in his heart, "Houtu, are you really so heartless?"

Du Zhi She Bi Zhi echoed, "Hou Tu, the Wu Clan is not kind to you. You have let us down so much."

The other ancestral witches were silent, but their expressions looking at Hou Tu no longer had the warmth of the past, but instead were filled with deep coldness!

The Wu clan is born with pride, believes in Pangu's authenticity, dominates the world, and hates betrayal the most!

In their eyes, Hou Tu's behavior was no less than the most serious betrayal.

Di Jiang's clenched fists creaked, and finally slowly released them, "Sage Pingxin, we Wu Clan can't reach this high, big guy, follow me and leave here."

After Di Jiang finished speaking, he raised his hand and tore apart the space. The other ancestral witches quickly followed, and the eleven ancestral witches disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Xing Tian looked at Houtu Zuwu with sorrow on his face, "Master Zuwu, you do this"

Although Xingtian is a rough guy, he also knows that Houtu is very considerate of the Wu clan.

Hou Tu shook his head slightly and said, "Don't tell anyone. I understand the character of my brothers. Even if you tell them, they will never believe it. You shouldn't stay in Netherworld Sea for a long time. You should go back to Buzhou Mountain as soon as possible."

"But you," Xingtian wanted to say again, but a power of the supreme holy way had already pushed him out of the eighteenth level of the Netherworld Sea.

After everyone left, in the depths of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Hou Tu showed a trace of sadness and heartache on his face.

From now on, I'm afraid the brothers will never forgive her again, right?

But for the future of the Wu clan, she has no regrets!

Zhao Gongming stepped forward and said, "Uncle Pingxin, although the six paths of reincarnation have been established, don't you think there is still something missing?"

"What?"

Pingxin didn't think about it for a while.

"There is a lack of an institution to manage the six paths of reincarnation. All living beings in the ancient world are dying and being born every moment. Billions of living beings must be reincarnated into the corresponding three good paths and three evil paths according to their merits and karma. What a huge amount of work.”

"Uncle Master alone will not be able to cope with this. When the time comes, hundreds of millions of creatures will flood into the Six Paths of Reincarnation. If a big problem occurs, Uncle Master, you will bear the blame for nothing."

"Why didn't I think of that?" Hou Tu reacted immediately.

Although the Six Paths of Reincarnation was created, the workload involved was too great. It was difficult for him to complete it alone, and he had to rely on external help.

"In your opinion, what kind of organization would be better to establish?"

"Using the eighteenth level of the Netherworld Sea as the foundation, create the underworld, control the six paths of reincarnation, and maintain the reincarnation of hundreds of millions of creatures in the prehistoric times."

Zhao Gongming turned his palm over, the Book of Life and Death, and the Judge's Pen appeared in his palm.

A massive aura of aura hits your face, which is amazing.

Hou Tu's beautiful eyes surged, and he hesitated for a while before saying, "The underworld is interdependent with the six realms of reincarnation. If you establish the underworld, you will be tied to the six realms of reincarnation and the tunnels."