In the prehistoric times, vicious plots were frequent, the ancestor witch advised me to calm down

Martial arts masters such as Hu Gu were also looking at Gu Chuan eagerly, begging for help.

Furukawa has displayed his holy deeds more than once or twice, and the martial arts totem still stands tall on the Holy Mountain of Martial Arts.

They had gone through many dangers and naturally saw that the Holy Stone had comprehended its true meaning and its strength had increased dramatically since then.

Furukawa waved his hand slightly, and asked several people to come to his side and sit cross-legged opposite him.

Everyone's heart was pounding with excitement, and their faces showed ecstasy, but they still lowered their heads, showing great respect for Guchuan, and did not dare to do anything that violated the rules.

"I'm here today not because you're doing anything wrong, but because I feel the human race's life is truly miserable. Countless people are living in dire straits, which is truly heartbreaking."

There was no magical power in Guchuan's words, but the powerful human beings present were all in great pain after hearing them.

Although they have mastered martial arts, they are still unable to defeat the enemy of the human race - the demon race.

Although the human race has an extremely strong reproductive capacity, in just ten thousand years, its population has reached hundreds of billions.

I wonder how many humans have been slaughtered to death by the demons!

In fact, in this ancient world, it is almost impossible for humans to die before their lifespan reaches its limit.

Everyone had helped the human race before, and had witnessed with their own eyes the demon race slaughtering human tribes. There was even a peerless demon that devoured hundreds of millions of humans and turned them all into food.

Furukawa didn't wait for the people in front of him to feel anything before he spoke again.

"I have certainly observed your cultivation, but compared to the immortals and Buddhas, the martial arts are ultimately no match..."

Before Furukawa could finish his words, everyone rushed to persuade him, risking their disapproval.

"Saint Master, if you hadn't bestowed upon the human race the martial arts, how could our race have flourished in such a short time?"

"Yes, Saint Master, it's not that we practiced the Martial Arts, it's that the Martial Arts accepted us!"

"I beg the Holy Master to have mercy on us and grant us the power to break through again!"

……

The many human martial arts masters in front of him had miserable expressions on their faces and knelt down to beg Guchuan.

Of course, Furukawa was not here to reveal his past, but wanted to see the martial arts aspirations of these martial arts practitioners.

Furukawa nodded slightly and said calmly.

"Since you are so sincere, I will hand over the rest of my martial arts to you!"

After hearing this, everyone's eyes flashed with a gleam of light and they shouted directly.

"We bow to thank the Holy Master."

……

Underworld.

In front of a majestic mountain, Empress Pingxin stood quietly, letting the water of the Wangchuan River flow freely behind her, and the fiery red flowers of the other shore rippled slightly.

And behind this are thousands of ghosts, who, under the watchful eyes of the zombies, continue to go through the six realms of reincarnation and be reborn.

"What's the matter."

Empress Pingxin turned around and spoke softly.

Di Jiang didn't know if he was seeing things. The usually shy and even somewhat distant little sister was now completely different.

Just like Nuwa, there is a touch of holy love on her body, which prevents people from having any evil thoughts.

"Disciple Xuandu pays homage to Saint Pingxin!"

The great master Xuandu bowed directly to the goddess Pingxin in front of him. The yin and yang colors behind him continuously blocked the yin energy that permeated the surroundings.

Di Jiang was not in a hurry to greet his sister, but instead looked at the world around him.

This underworld scene changed the world completely. The ruins created by the battle between Gonggong and Zhurong had disappeared, and what remained in their place were many magnificent buildings.

Di Jiang could not recognize a single word of the words written on it, but he could feel the strong sense of oppression emanating from it.

There is also a strange stone standing in the Forgotten River. Every undead soul will undergo various changes when passing by this stone.

Some were crying loudly, some were sobbing, and some were smiling... It really made Dijiang a little confused, even though he had no brains.

"Saint Pingxin, I, your disciple, respect your master's order and bring this to you!"

Master Xuandu suppressed his urge to explore the underworld and took out a strange jade pendant from his storage space. There seemed to be a chaotic light passing through it, and he said respectfully.

"So this is it! Thank the Supreme Saint for me!"

Empress Pingxin smiled calmly, took the jade pendant, and said to the great master Xuandu in front of her.

"I see a bit of good fortune permeating your body. I believe you must be following the path of good fortune. I created the Netherworld with my own body. Although it contains the energy of the Netherworld, it also contains a different kind of good fortune."

"Xuandu, take my handwritten order and you may enter my netherworld to find your own opportunity!"

There was a flicker of light in the holy eyes of Empress Pingxin. In a moment, she had seen clearly the whereabouts of the great magician Xuandu in front of her, and then she spoke lightly.

A special jade pendant appeared in his hand, floating between heaven and earth and landing in front of Master Xuandu.

"Disciple, thank you, Saint Pingxin!"

Master Xuandu was overjoyed, but still hurried to express his gratitude.

With the saint's permission, he then immersed himself in the underworld and began to explore.

Di Jiang came over at this moment, with a strange look in his eyes, as if he was worried that his sister would be deceived, and said.

"Sister Hou Tu, in my opinion, this kid came to the Netherworld with no good intentions.

You can't do anything, so I'll vent your anger for you and beat this guy out of the underworld!"

Empress Pingxin shook her head slightly, and the sage light in her hand shone into the underworld. The power of the six reincarnations was like a dream bubble, covering the surroundings, and then she spoke.

"Brother, you're joking. Xuandu is merely following the orders of the Supreme Lord to come and investigate my Netherworld. He's looking for an opportunity to insert the Three Pure Ones into the Netherworld and seize control of the underground!"

Hearing that his sister was willing to acknowledge him as her brother, the general was overjoyed, and all the worries he had before coming here disappeared.

"Hahaha, Sister Hou Tu, I knew that after you become a saint, you would definitely not forget your brothers and sisters!"

Empress Pingxin smiled calmly, and another ray of power of creation fell on her brother's forehead.

Although it cannot make him realize how dangerous the witch clan is now, it can make his body clear and prevent him from suffering from the power of disaster for too long.

Feeling his mind was much clearer, Di Jiang finally remembered why he went to the underworld.

He didn't even bother to communicate with his sister and directly pulled out a long sword from the small world he had created.

buzzing...

The moment the Witch-Slaying Sword appeared, Empress Pingxin's expression changed drastically, and anger flashed in her eyes. Even a true saint could not hide his anger when he saw this thing.

In an instant, Empress Pingxin regained her former dignity and asked in a low voice.

"Brother, where did you get this?"

"This evil creature is at the very root of the Jedi Dao. If I knew where it came from, even if Hongjun took action, I would never show mercy!"