The Beginning of American Comics

Chapter 419 Is this reincarnation?

Not at the foot of the mountain.

Thousands of years ago, the first war between the Lich clans broke out here.

Pan Gu's real body, with a single axe, annihilated hundreds of thousands of monster races, and even pierced through the earth, allowing endless chaos to spread.

Although it was repaired by the Lich clan, even after eight or nine thousand years, the land that was once split by Pangu's real body still hasn't healed.

Whenever the golden crow falls and the lunar star hangs in the sky.

Horror and strong resentment erupted from this crack.

This resentful air roared out from the crack, like a huge dark cloud, covering the starlight, and there seemed to be countless creatures screaming in it.

And whenever the sun star rises, the grievance sinks into the ground and disappears.

These are all the battles that have erupted in the prehistoric years. The true souls of the dead and injured have nowhere to go now and can only wander here.

At the opening of the crack, Houtu frowns, looking at the dark clouds all over the sky, he can't bear it, but there is nothing he can do.

As long as there is fighting in the prehistoric world, there will be death.

When there is death, there will be continuous generation of resentment, and one day, the whole prehistoric will become a ghost land.

"Roar……"

"Kill..."

"Don't... help me!"

In the huge dark cloud, there were endless roars, accompanied by the roars of the remnant souls, and even more terrifying evil spirits erupted from it.

At this moment, a bloody light suddenly shot up into the sky, like a cloud of blood, engulfing the endless remnant souls and falling into the ground.

Immediately after that, a vast sea seemed to appear in the crack, with big waves roaring faintly.

Looking through the cracks, the entire Nine Nether Lands was blood-red, it was a huge sea of ​​blood, and the blood-red waves were like giant dragons rolling and roaring continuously.

Among them, countless remnant souls and true spirits were struggling and roaring, trying to escape the control of the sea of ​​blood.

"Hula..."

Under the cover of a wave, countless remnant souls and true spirits instantly fell silent, but in the sea of ​​blood, there were countless hideous creatures full of murderous aura.

This creature is extremely weird, it seems to be born with killing, the male is fierce and murderous, but the female is extremely feminine, with restrained murderous aura, beautiful as a flower, and extremely strange.

This is the Asura family created by Styx, but if it was created out of thin air, Houtu would not care too much. After all, there are many creatures in the wild, and some weird races are not weird.

But these creatures are remnant souls drawn out of the cloudy and resentful atmosphere.

These remnant souls and true spirits are all dead people, created by the father god Pangu, who suffered all kinds of suffering and killing during their lifetime, and should return to heaven and earth after death, but now they are still suffering from killing and suffering.

But seeing such a scene, Hou Tu couldn't bear it even more, and his face showed pity.

"Om..."

Just as Hou Tu looked at all this with compassion, the space behind him suddenly trembled.Houtu suddenly turned around, his whole body tensed up, and his face showed vigilance.

"Master Lynn?"

When he saw Lin En walking out of the vibrating space, Houtu was taken aback for a moment, then bowed slightly and said, "How come the Taoist priest is free to come here?"

As she said that, Houtu looked towards the east from a distance. Naturally, she couldn't be ignorant of the battle there, but she never expected that Lin En, as a human saint, would leave at this time.

"Come for you!"

Lin En smiled, and the affairs of the human race still need to be borne by the human race. He broke the Kongtong seal, lifted the shackles of humanity, and gave the human race the opportunity to control their own destiny. This has touched the interests of Hongjun and other saints.

If he still doesn't know how to advance or retreat, I'm afraid Hongjun will lead the saints to suppress him.

Although Lin En is not afraid, but in the prehistoric and desolate, there is a great force of heaven to suppress, he is really not very sure.

Moreover, the inner world in his body, where the three thousand great avenues converge, is not truly complete, just like the prehistoric world, only when the reincarnation avenue is born, the entire prehistoric world will be considered complete.

"I would like to hear the details!" Hou Tu frowned slightly, looking at Lin En and said slowly.

If it hadn't been for ten thousand years, their witch clan would definitely use Lin En's hand to wipe out the monster clan in one fell swoop.

Even so, the other eleven ancestral witches except her are slowly planning to enter the Heavenly Court as soon as the ten-thousand-year period arrives.

"The ten-thousand-year period is approaching, and there will definitely be a battle between the Lich clan and the Lich clan, but the Lich clan has Nuwa Saint, and the future of the Lich clan is worrying!"

"Haven't you ever thought about how to make the witch clan continue?"

Lin En looked at the sky, and there were roars in the resentment, which surprised Lin En.

He once remembered that in the future, Nuwa beheaded the mysterious tortoise and used its limbs as pillars to support the sky.

If there is no reincarnation, the prehistoric battle will continue for a long time, and the entire prehistoric world may become a haunted realm.

This reincarnation should be unstoppable.

Even without his own reminder, Houtu will inevitably transform into reincarnation, establish a ghost clan, and open the Netherworld in a short time.

Looking at Houtu's sad face, Lin En smiled slightly, pointed to the resentment in the sky, and said: "You and other ancestor witches are descendants of Pangu, and they are in the same line as the prehistoric people. Have you ever thought about it? Gui's remnant soul and true spirit opened up a hell?"

"hell?"

Houtu's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words, a faint realization appeared in his heart, as if an opportunity was approaching, he couldn't help but look straight at Lin En, waiting for Lin En's next words.

"You come with me!"

Lin En shook his head, and didn't tell the truth directly, but planned to preach to Houtu, and didn't want to share the merits of Houtu.

There are so many merits of establishing reincarnation, and it can even directly push Houtu to the position of the most holy, but it also makes Houtu no longer a witch clan, and it can be said that he has lost a great help in fighting the monster clan.

Naturally, Lin En didn't want Houtu to think it was his own calculation. Similarly, Lin En only knew what it was about reincarnation, but didn't know why.

What he can say is absolutely far from what Houtu himself comprehends.

With one step, Lin En came to a mountain top, pointed to the fighting beasts below, and said: "Everything in the world can be the Tao, but there are thousands of creatures, and the Taos they understand are all different. Let's understand it. There's not much I can do!"

After hearing the words, Houtu looked towards the mountain stream, where a pack of wolves were fighting with a white tiger.

The white tiger is huge, and can kill a wolf with every move. But there are so many wolves. As time went by, the scars on the white tiger gradually increased, and bright red blood dripped onto the ground drop by drop.

Baihu's physical strength also gradually weakened.

It's just such a scene, which is extremely common. Hou Tu couldn't figure out Lin En's purpose at all. He glanced at Lin En who was sitting cross-legged, and Hou Tu frowned slightly. Battle beasts.

Zu Wu didn't have a soul, and relied on his physical body for everything. Watching the battle in the mountain stream, Houtu became more and more confused.

Just when Houtu couldn't help but want to ask, she suddenly saw that the white tiger had exhausted its strength and killed a wolf, but was attacked by a pack of wolves, and was eaten in the blink of an eye. The soul rises from the ground.

"Roar……"

The remnant soul of the white tiger roared up to the sky, the voice was full of unwillingness and resentment, and finally converged into the huge cloud of resentment in the sky.

"This is?"

Houtu was thoughtful, the white tiger was very powerful and was about to turn into a demon, the gap between the wolves and the white tiger was a bit big, but with the cooperation of the wolves, the white tiger was killed.

Therefore, the white tiger was unwilling, angry, resentful, and all kinds of hostility erupted and gathered into a remnant soul.

Seeing this, Hou Tu looked up at the dark clouds in the sky. If so, then there must be countless such remnant souls gathered in this cloud.

Just when Houtu was about to get up, he found that Lin En was still sitting cross-legged, looking into the mountain stream.

With a thought, Hou Tu's body, which was about to stand up, sat down again, and looked at the mountain stream in confusion.

In the mountain stream, the wolves retreated, leaving only a few remnants of the wolves, the bones of the white tiger, and the red-stained ground.

Time seemed to pass by quickly in a moment, and I saw that the mountain stream after the war was overgrown with vegetation, which was several times more lush than other places.

And the wolves that killed the white tiger kept fighting for food, there was death, and there was also new life.

After each battle, there are endless bloody bones and flesh and blood, the vegetation is more and more lush, and even the spiritual fruit is more fragrant than other places.

After that, hares gnawed, birds pecked, snakes and insects hunted, and finally white tigers came here to look for food, and the wolves cooperated to hunt white tigers.

However, in just a few years, the original scene of wolves hunting white tigers reappeared.

"Is this reincarnation?"

(End of this chapter)