Hong Huang: I am the king of men, I will defeat all the saints in the heavens

Chapter 133: Refining the Ancestral Witch Temple, Burial Heaven Coffin Appears

The attention of all the saints was attracted by the Human King.

There is no way. The human race has a saint. They are no longer like before when they could do whatever they want.

Rumble.
Suddenly above the sea of ​​blood.

The gate to the six realms of reincarnation opens.

"Welcome the Human King to the Sea of ​​Blood."

Pingxin's voice sounded, and Emperor Xin stepped into it.

"Meet the Human King."

Came to the underworld.

Emperor Xin felt a slight difference.

It seemed as if the air was filled with gunpowder.

I glanced at Pingxin, although without saying anything.

But the moment their eyes met.

Emperor Xin realized that this was the time to clean up the underworld.

In the Ancestral Witch Temple, Hou Tu was practicing with her eyes closed at this moment.

The Nine Revolutions Profound Art and the Nine Revolutions Original Art work together to continuously increase Hou Tu's strength.

The true body of Hou Tu stands proudly in this ancestral witch temple tens of thousands of miles away.

Fortunately, the Ancestral Witch Temple is spacious enough.

Layers of evil spirit emanated from Hou Tu's body, filling the entire Ancestral Witch Temple with evil spirits.

But it was unable to float out of the Ancestral Witch Temple.

A huge pool of blood nearby was bubbling at this moment.

Gurgling sound.

Under each bubble there is a witch creature.

Above the blood pool, Pangu's heart had become very weak at this moment.

Compared to before, it's only one thousandth.

Suddenly, Hou Tu opened her eyes.

A terrifying aura burst out, and one could faintly feel that even the Ancestral Witch Temple was shaking.

"Human King, you are here."

The next moment, a figure was seen arriving.

"Hou Tu, I'm here."

The moment the Human King entered the Temple of the Ancestral Witch, endless evil spirit rushed towards him.

But the Human King was not afraid at all.

How could a mere evil spirit break the power of the Human King?
After dispelling all the evil spirits, the Human King also looked up at the tall true body of the Ancestral Witch.

This made the king feel like he was returning to the ancient times.

"Hey"

With a light sigh, the Human King shook his head.

"Human King, why are you sighing?"

"Nothing. After I saw your true form, I was thinking, how nice it would be if the Twelve Ancestral Witches were still there."

As soon as these words were spoken, Hou Tu instantly became sad.

"Brothers and sisters"

His fists were clenched so tightly that they made a crackling sound. A surge of anger and hatred instantly surged in his heart.

"What a pity! The inheritance left by Father God has been calculated by Heaven, woo woo"

The giant actually cried, and his tears turned into heavy rain, making the Human King embarrassed.

"Don't worry, the Pangu heritage will not die out, and it will reappear soon."

"What? Really?"

"Yes."

The Human King already knew that Master Tongtian had been suppressed, based on his understanding of Master Tongtian.

I'm afraid he has long wanted to depose himself.

If the Human King had not made the arrangement himself, how could Tongtian suffer such humiliation?
"How's the blood sacrifice going now?"

Looking at the pool of blood in front of him, the Human King felt that streams of life were being released.

Hou Tu said:

"Human King, the twelve lives are already gestating. They will be born soon. Once we receive the signal from the Human King, we can rush out of the underworld and slaughter the prehistoric world." Looking at the Human King, Hou Tu continued:

"Moreover, these children have refined the Father God's heart. They have unlimited potential. If they have the opportunity, they may be able to reproduce the style of the Ancestral Witch."

"it is good."

The Human King was excited, wishing he could recreate the style of the Ancestral Shaman.

Who else in the ancient world dares to act rashly?

As for whether these little guys will deal with the Human King?
Haha, I think too much.

Even if it was the Ancestral Witch, what could it do? The human race fought against heaven and earth.

Looking at the little bit of Pangu's heart left, Emperor Xin said slowly:

"Hou Tu, eat it and refine the remaining heart."

"Ah? Why?"

Hou Tu found it hard to accept eating the heart of the Father God.

However, when Hou Tu thought about the fact that she had already eaten a lot of the lives she had conceived, she was not so resistant.

It just happened so suddenly that Houtu didn't have time to react.

"That is Pangu's bloodline. Eating it can improve your footing. Similarly, only by eating it can you refine this Ancestral Witch Temple."

Bangdang——.

Hou Tu was shocked on the spot.

"What what? Refining the Ancestral Witch Temple? How can this be possible? This is what the Father God left to the Witch Clan, and this is also treasonous."

It would have been fine to eat Pangu's heart, but I didn't expect to refine this Ancestral Witch Temple.

Hou Tu couldn't accept it.

Emperor Xin slowly looked at Hou Tu and said:
"Now, the three paths of heaven, earth and man in the prehistoric world each have their own Dao tools. The Heavenly Path has the Jade Butterfly of Creation, and the Earthly Path has the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Although the Human Path has not awakened, the Xuanyuan Divine Sword in my hand can become a magic weapon for the Human Path."

He paused and looked at the magnificent Ancestral Witch Temple.

"But what about your Wu Clan? Since ancient times, witches and demons have not been on good terms. The Demon Clan not only has a great sage, but also once had a Demon Emperor. They also have the Demon Clan's most precious treasure, the Demon Summoning Banner. But what about the Wu Clan?"

Take a deep breath and laugh:
"No, nothing. I just rely on my status as a descendant of Pangu. But how long can I last with this status?"

He looked at Hou Tu again and said:
"You have to remember that a strong iron must be strong itself. When the time is ripe, the Wu Clan will definitely come back to the prehistoric world. I also feel that the three paths of heaven, earth and man will eventually erupt in a great war. Even if the path of earth and the path of man join forces, they are no match for the path of heaven."

Walking slowly beside the blood pool, Emperor Xin said:

"I am not afraid of death, and my humanity has escaped the calculations of the Heavenly Dao. Even if I encounter an infinite calamity, I can still transcend it. So what about the Earthly Dao? Don't forget, Pingxin is your clone. You are not only the ancestor of the Earthly Dao, but also the ancestor of the witch clan."

These words made Hou Tu feel that the burden on her shoulders had become heavier.

Suddenly, the pressure made him feel a little breathless.

It was not until this moment that I realized how much pressure the Human King was carrying on his shoulders.

It even forced the Human King to fight for his life, with both sides perish together.

The six realms of reincarnation were calculated by Hongjun Tiandao, and now they have become neither human nor ghost.

And there are also chess pieces arranged by the saints in the heavens.

Among them, Ksitigarbha is a representative, who is constantly trying to snatch the luck of the underworld.

Those who are calm can only watch.

For a moment, Hou Tu was making her final thoughts and struggles.

The underworld was plotted against by the heavens, and they thought there was no hope of a comeback.

However, the arrival of the Human King gave Hou Tu an opportunity.

After a long time, Hou Tu finally made up her mind.

"It's done. If the reincarnation will never turn around, it's better to give up everything than to be controlled by others. If the witch clan can't reappear in the primitive times, it's better to be destroyed than to linger here."

It is better to die gloriously than to live in frustration.

In an instant, Hou Tu's eyes flashed with blazing flames.

"Okay, let's do it. But how do we refine this Ancestral Witch Temple?"

That is the transformation of Pangu's skull, and it is the place of wisdom.

The Human King smiled slightly, looked at the pool of blood, and then looked at the heart above it.

"Go ahead, devour the heart and refine it in the blood pool. Fuse it with Pangu's flesh and blood, and you will be able to improve your skills. Then you can refine the Ancestral Witch Temple. But time is running out, so you have to hurry up."

"Okay, then after refining the Ancestral Witch Temple, it will be my magic weapon. How should I name it?"

It would definitely be inappropriate to call it the Ancestral Witch Temple anymore.

The Human King smiled faintly and turned half of his face to look at Hou Tu.

"It's called the Heaven Burial Coffin."

(End of this chapter)