Chapter 57: The Ancestral Witches Part, Heaven Regain Control of the Wilderness

In the ancient land, countless black and yellow merits fell, and they were all sucked into the body by Hou Tu, but his own strength still did not improve, and he was just stuck on the threshold of an authentic saint.

"What's going on? Such a terrifying Xuanhuang merit, why can't you directly reach the realm of the ancestor of the earth? Why."

Ye Yang panicked. Could it be that he had missed something?

"Human Ancestor, Houtu is burdened with endless karma, and all the Xuanhuang merits have been used to offset it. It is not easy to keep the earthly holy position."

Hearing this, Ye Yang smiled bitterly and calculated over and over again, but the result was still unsatisfactory after all.

"Haha, it doesn't matter, the tunnel is finally complete, what should I call you?"

Looking at Hou Tu, Ye Yang said:

"In the end, is she the Houtu Saint or the authentic ancestor, Empress Pingxin."

I saw Hou Tu laughing and saying:

"Renzu can call him whatever he likes, it's just a title."

Then he raised his head and looked in the direction of Buzhou Mountain. Houtu shed a tear and turned it into a tear of lovesickness. Then he silently turned around and walked into the underworld. At the same time, his whole body began to transform into the costume of Empress Pingxin of the underworld.

"Greetings to Empress Pingxin."

All the creatures in the ancient world knelt down and worshiped. Ye Yang also watched Hou Tu's back transform into the underworld's Ping Xin. Ye Yang understood that just now he was Hou Tu, but now he is Ping Xin. All the emotions he had with Hou Tu's clone before were also at this moment. The smoke disappeared.

Rumble

At this moment, on the Buzhou Mountain side, Pangu's true body began to collapse. All the nine layers of Wu Clan's luck were consumed by the ancestor Ye Yang, and the only remaining ones had all been cut off and entered the six paths of reincarnation.

At this point, Pangu's true body could no longer bear it, Pangu's will began to weaken, and the eleven ancestral witches were exhausted.

"Fellow Taoists, Pangu's will has begun to collapse. Work harder to suppress Pangu's will."

Hongjun saw hope and quickly risked everything. Within Pangu's true body, the eleventh ancestral witch looked at the ancestral witch Houtu very weakly.

"Sister, leave."

"That's right, Hongjun hasn't discovered your aura yet. While the true form of Father God has not dissipated, he should hurry to the underworld. This can ensure that the witch clan will survive forever."

All the twelve ancestral witches know that Empress Pingxin is nothing more than a clone of Houtu. In addition, Empress Pingxin has shouldered all the karma of the witch clan. Now the ancestral witch Houtu is unworthy of being without an official.

If Empress Pingxin did not have endless karma, she could immediately become the ancestor of the earth, and her status would be directly on the same level as Hongjun. However, they all knew in their hearts that Empress Pingxin would not become the ancestor of the earth, nor did she want to become the ancestor of the earth.

The ancestor of the earth can only be inherited by Hou Tu himself. This was explained by the ancestor Ye Yang long ago, otherwise the Wu clan would not be able to complete the golden cicada's escape and regain a new life.

"Brothers, wuwu——."

Hou Tu burst into tears, knowing in his heart that once he left Pangu's true body, the strength of the Wu clan would be exhausted.

"Sister, don't hesitate. Our essence and blood have been accepted into the underworld to achieve the Ten Palaces of Yama. Although the ancestral witches of the prehistoric times will die, the underworld of Yama will live forever, and we can still reunite.

"Go on, sister, the rest of the battle for the Wu Clan will be left to us, brother. We want all the creatures in the wild to know that there are only Wu Clan who die in battle, and there are no Wu Clan who are afraid."

"That's right, sister, go ahead. Remember, you must maintain a good relationship with Ren Zu. If possible, then achieve yin and yang intercourse."

"Hahaha, that's right. The combination of the future ancestors of earth and the future ancestors of humanity may lead to even greater anomalies, hahaha."

The Eleventh Ancestral Witch laughed crazily, but Hou Tu burst into tears, knowing in his heart that these were his brothers and sisters saying their final farewells.

“Sister, go ahead——.”

The eleventh ancestral witch burst out with terrifying power, and pushed the ancestral witch Houtu out hard, heading straight for the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the Sea of ​​Blood.

At the same time, Pangu's true body began to collapse.

"Brothers, explode and provide cover for Houtu. Don't let Hongjun feel Houtu's aura."

Rumble

In an instant, Pangu's true body exploded, shaking the vast wilderness, and the already shaky Buzhou Mountains became even more fragmented.

At this moment, during the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Empress Pingxin suddenly stretched out her big hand and grabbed Hou Tu out of thin air. At this point, Hou Tu completely disappeared in the wilderness.

At this moment, the Great Power was shaken.

"Pangu's true body has collapsed. It seems that the Wu clan's luck has run out."

"Tiandao is about to regain control of the ancient world."

At the same time, Ye Yang relied on the Four Swords of Zhu Xian to suppress the Four Saints and the Good and Evil Corpses. At this moment, he suddenly felt as if his whole body had been drained, as if his legs had become weak eight times a night.

Moreover, the mysterious power within the body also disappeared.

"It's over, the witch clan's luck has been exhausted, and the final battle between the lich and the witch calamity is about to break out."

Rumble

Within the Zhuxian Sword Formation, the Four Saints immediately felt something was wrong.

"Quick, the witch clan's luck has weakened, and they can break through the sword formation in one fell swoop."

With a roar, the tide of chaos erupted, and the Four Saints successfully broke through, but at this moment they were in a state of disarray.

"Human Ancestor, you deserve to die——."

Jie Yin came to kill him directly. Ye Yang immediately subconsciously waved his sword to resist, but suddenly found that he couldn't muster any strength in his body.

"Am I going to die? Haha."

Seeing that the lead attack had fallen, suddenly a majestic voice came from nine heavens and thirty-three days away.

"Jie Yin, stop——."

Golden words, in an instant, Jie Yin was blocked, the saints were horrified, and suddenly, they saw the rules of the prehistoric land reappear, the will of the Heavenly Dao burst out, and the order was recovering quickly.

The saints also felt that their Heavenly Dao power had recovered, and Jie Yin's injuries were instantly restored.

"The Heavenly Dao has regained control of the prehistoric land."

"But why didn't Mount Buzhou collapse? Is the witch and demon calamity not over yet?"

Rumble

At the moment when the Heavenly Dao regained control of the prehistoric land, a black cloud of destruction suddenly erupted from the prehistoric land billions of miles away.

In this black cloud of destruction, a huge black and white eye appeared, looking down at the prehistoric land from a high place, as if looking for something. Endless thunderclouds rolled and resounded throughout the prehistoric land, constantly shaking in the hearts of every living being, and frightened the prehistoric living beings to crawl on the ground.

The Heavenly Dao was really angry this time. Ye Yang slowly fell from the endless chaos and headed straight for the prehistoric land, between life and death.

At this moment, the Eye of Heaven was very close to Ye Yang, as if it was within reach. In an instant, the will of Heaven seemed to rush into the depths of Ye Yang's soul. This was the power of Heaven.

(PS: Perhaps Heaven was also in a state of confusion. He looked down at the prehistoric world just now to check what had happened before.)

Ye Yang saw the endless killing aura of Heaven from the Eye of Heaven. He was ready to close his eyes and wait for death, but a moment later he found that he was still alive.

Only to see that the Eye of Heaven finally set its sights on the sea of ​​blood, and it slowly dissipated after a long time.

Rumble

The Eye of Heaven disappeared, and the endless rolling black clouds turned into endless evil spirits that rushed straight to the witch and lich clans. In an instant, the prehistoric land was filled with evil spirits, and the luck of the witch clan disappeared, and was directly affected by this terrifying evil spirit.

The demon clan saint Nuwa was also entangled by endless karma. Without the suppression of the saint, the demon clan's luck was also exaggerated by the evil spirit, and hatred suddenly soared.

The final battle between the Lich and the Warlock is about to begin.