Over Shouyang Mountain.

The three ancestors of the human race looked up, although they were far away and there was a strong wind to obstruct them, they couldn't block their sight.

"That's the four great witches, can the Holy Master do it?"

Kayi couldn't help but worry.

"The Holy Master has never done things that he is not sure of, since he dares to propose it, he should be sure to a certain extent, even if he is defeated, it should be no problem to protect himself!"

Suiren Road.

On the side, the Bright Buddha touched Xingtian's shoulder and asked with a smile, "Which side do you say will win?"

"Needless to say, of course Jiufeng and they can win!"

Xingtian snorted.

"Hehe, not long ago, you were arrogant like a donkey, what was the result, you were almost killed, and now you have become a prisoner!"

The Bright Buddha sneered.

Xingtian looked ashamed and angry.

"You Wu clan, you are not afraid of heaven and earth, you dominate the flood and famine, and you are known as the master of the earth. But speaking of which, this is the work of the Twelve Ancestors, not you. The Bright Buddha shook his head and said, "The four great witches, the holy masters who challenge the realm of the human race, are not ashamed to say it? ”

"They will not be defeated, they will never be defeated, they will definitely tear the Holy Master apart!"

The punishment is furious.

Overhead, there was a wave of power that erupted in the Circle of Seals, and there was a wisp of Pangu breath.

"This ......!"

Xingtian looked stunned.

A moment later, the four Jiufeng screamed and fell down, smashing out four deep pits.

"This ......!"

He was utterly sluggish.

"This is the so-called Great Witch, tsk, tsk, it's really ...... Shame on you!"

Light Buddha music and Tao.

Xing Tian trembled, and his face flushed.

He found a crack in the ground and got into it.

The so-called invincible Wu Clan, the four of them joined forces, and they were defeated by a human being, which made him ashamed, but for some reason, there was a trace of relief in his heart.

Chu Yang fell from the sky, his eyes swept over the four Jiufeng who had already stood up, but he skipped over and looked to the other side.

There, a figure was consolidating.

"Ancestral Witch Houtu!"

Chu Yang's expression was unprecedentedly solemn.

"Defeat the punishment heaven, defeat the four of Jiufeng, the human race holy master, Chu Yang, amazing!"

The back soil seems to be weak like water, but the voice is sonorous and heavy.

When she arrived, she stepped forward slowly.

"Meet the Ancestral Witch!"

Jiufeng hurriedly made a big salute, but his head was lowered and almost buried in the soil.

"Shame on you, get out of the way!"

Hou Tu flicked his sleeves and swept Jiufeng and the others into the distance, and at the same time, no one else untied the seal on Xingtian's body and threw it to Jiufeng and the others. After walking a few more steps, he finally stopped a hundred meters away from Chuyang, his eyes opened and closed, and he was ruthless: "My Wu clan is not to be humiliated!"

"I, the human race, will be humiliated?"

Chu Yang's eyebrows were like swords, and his voice was sonorous.

"Right and wrong, Houtu Daoist, you should be clear. Besides, it's a bet between them, so why should you be involved?"

The Bright Buddha walked to Chu Yang's side, squinting his eyes and smiling, the aura that belonged to the middle stage of the quasi-saint was unabashedly released.

"Who are you?"

Houtu asked.

He didn't pay much attention to the affairs of the Terrans.

"The Great Elder of the Human Race, the Three Sect Masters of the Western Sect, the Light is also!" the Bright Buddha reported the origin, and said, "The Human Race, created by the Nuwa Sage, although she doesn't pay much attention to it, but if the Human Race has the disaster of extermination, if she doesn't make a move, the Holy Throne will inevitably fall." If she was at risk of falling from the Holy Throne, would she go crazy? With the power of her Saint, it would be easy to kill a few Quasi-Saint Late Stage Realms. Also, Lao Tzu placed the lamp of the Eight Views Palace on the ancestral hall of the human race to shine on Changming, which is also a guardian. ”

"You're using them to crush me?"

The sharp edge flashed in Houtu's eyes, cutting through the void.

"This is not pressure, but a fact!" the Bright Buddha said, "Besides, what is the situation between the Terran Holy Master and a few of them?

"There are still five hundred years left in the Lich War!" Hou Tu said indifferently, "During this period, even a saint will not dare to offend my Wu clan!"

The Buddha of Light was silent.

This time is too sensitive.

The nerves of the Wu clan are also very tense, and if they provoke them, they can really do anything.

The key is the true body of Pangu, who can resist it?

Even if he is too pure and sage Lao Tzu, he has no confidence.

"Take my palm, this matter has been revealed, five hundred years later, the human race will join the war!"

Houtu put forward a demand, which is beyond doubt.

"Ancestral witch, you are a strong man!"

The Buddha of Light showed a cold color.

"Too much deception!"

The three ancestors of the human race finally couldn't help it and stepped forward to say.

Chu Yang waved his hand and took two steps forward, "It doesn't matter if you take a palm, as for the human race participating in the war, this can't be said." There are too few strong people in our human race, and in such a battlefield, they can only be reduced to cannon fodder. Still, I can go to war. With my strength, it's not difficult to block a demon handsome, and it can even compete with a quasi-saint!"

"Your strength is really good!" Hou Tu nodded, expressing her agreement, she swept the Light Buddha, looked at the three ancestors of the human race, looked at the Eight Views Palace lantern in the distance, and finally said, "Although the number of human races is large, it does not hinder the overall situation. However, in addition to you, I also want a thousand Taiyi of the Terran race, this is the bottom line. ”

"There are three of us, one of them for the Holy Master!"

Anger erupted in the eyes of the Suiren clan, but he had to hold back, just a moment ago, he had communicated with the other two that he could not let the Holy Master participate in the battle no matter what.

If he dies in battle, it will be the real loss of the Terrans.

"No, no, no, I'm coming!" Chu Yang smiled, blocking the three ancestors of the human race, "I am sure to protect myself, you can rest assured!"

"But, yes, ......!"

The Suiren didn't know what to say.

"Don't worry!" Chu Yang said, looking at Houtu again, "It's not impossible to let the elite of my Terran race participate in the war, but during this period, if my Terran clan suffers a great disaster, will the Wu Clan shelter?"

"Of course, who would dare?"

Houtu is extremely domineering.

"If our Terran is wantonly oppressed and slaughtered by the Wu Clan, this agreement will be null and void, and if our Terran is slaughtered by other races, the Wu Race will not protect it, or if our Terran will be killed or wounded, this agreement will also be null and void!"

Chu Yang put forward the qualification.

"Yes!"

After a turn of thought, he responded.

In the desolate land, the witch clan is the mainstay, and during this period, who dares to set off killing? That is, he is impatient to live.

"Then come on, I'll take your palm and take a look, how strong is the ancestral witch?" Chu Yang rose into the air, came to the sky again, looked at the chasing Houtu, and laughed, "Houtu ancestral witch, what if I hurt you in this palm?"

"You hurt me?" Hou Tu revealed a touch of weirdness, "Our twelve ancestral witches, the bloodline is strong, the flesh is incomparable, comparable to the top grade spirit treasure, how can you be a big Luo Jin Immortal can hurt me? Looking at the desolation, except for the saints, the only ones who surpass me in cultivation are Emperor Jun and Styx. Donghuang Taiyi, Demon Master Kunpeng, Fuxi, Zhen Yuanzi, such existences are only comparable to me. ”

"Then try it!"

Chu Yang's heart sank.

The strength of the ancestral witch was still a little unexpected to him.

Their physique, I'm afraid that even the high-grade spirit treasure will be difficult to harm.

Powerful perverts.

"It's okay to be arrogant, but you have to recognize the reality!"

Hou Tu raised his palm and slapped it forward lightly, the air in front of him disappeared in an instant, becoming a vacuum, and was blocked by the qi machine, and the power of oppression descended, making Chu Yang's breathing stagnant, almost unable to move.

"This is the power of the Ancestral Witch?"

Chu Yang's heart trembled.

Thundered!

The blood in his body was racing, and a force rose up.

On the top of his head, twelve Dinghai Pearls, Water Spirit Beads and Humane Pen appeared.

"Tian Yuan strikes!"

Chu Yang urged the strongest divine power he had mastered so far.

A body of power, gathered at the fingertips.

The three high-grade spirit treasures turned into streamers and also drilled into them.

The index finger of his right hand, overwhelmed, cracked out one after another, but was stabilized by a terrible force.

A little starlight on his fingertips clicked over.

"Can you actually block my might?" Hou Tu saw that Chu Yang broke free from the oppression of the qi machine, and urged the supernatural power, a little surprised, but he could feel the power of his fingertips, and his brows frowned slightly, "This restrained qi machine actually makes me feel dangerous." ”

Her strength is automatically enhanced.

Burst......!

The fingertips pierced through the yellow light and landed on the palm of the back soil.

For a while, both of them were a meal.

The next moment, Chu Yang exploded from his fingertips, to his wrists, and then to his shoulders, turning into a cloud of blood mist. He also flew upside down and fell three thousand miles away.

The right arm disappeared and was cracked.

The breath dropped to the extreme.

However, in the interval of breathing, his arm had already recovered, and the wound on his body had healed because he could not withstand the backlash of the blow just now, coupled with the power of Houtu.

Even the breath has returned to its peak state.

"The body of the ancestral witch is really terrifying!"

Chu Yang sighed, shook his body, and came to the front.

"You're good!"

Just now, Houtu retreated more than 100 meters.

Looking at Chu Yang who came over, she raised her palm, and in the palm of her hand, there was a wound, although it was very shallow, but blood flowed out.

"That finger actually hurt my ancestral witch's body, it should be the edge of that pen!" Hou Tu glanced at Chu Yang deeply, turned away, and left only one sentence, "Five hundred years later, don't forget to join the war!"

Chu Yang nodded silently.

He fell from the clouds, and Feng Bo came over, and he took out the bet, the mother of a Ganoderma lucidum.

"Admire!"

Feng Bo took the axe and shield of Xingtian handed over by Chu Yang, raised his thumb, said a word from the bottom of his heart, and left.

"Witch!"

Chu Yang muttered and looked at the Buddha of Light.

"Hey, hey!"

The Bright Buddha chuckled, turned into a streamer, and chased after Houtu, shouting at the same time: "Fellow Daoists, please stay!"