Chapter 65: Perception of the Houtu, Demon Clan's Countermeasures

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The demon clan is running around, even the emperor who is the demon emperor, and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, all personally go out and invite all kinds of great supernatural powers, but those who are successful in asking the question, most of them are obsessed with cultivation and pursue leisure, and there are very few people who are willing to be subservient to others and be controlled.

So in the course of a thousand years, Emperor Fuxi was recruited, but it was not easy to have a quasi-saint to join, after all, at this time, how many quasi-saints could there be.

The demon clan acts in a high-profile manner, and most of the beings in the flood wilderness are indiscriminate, but as the Wu clan, which is also a big clan, it is relatively calm, and the flood wilderness is dominated by the Yuan Shen monks, and the Wu clan reproduces and has a single bloodline, so there is no need to go to the Flood Wilderness Continent to recruit monks into the clan like the demon clan.

The Wu clan enclosure is autonomous, but they are not ignorant of the outside world, especially in the Zixiao Palace back then, although several ancestral witches were drowsy, but the scene of Taiqing Laozi, the Taoist and the Queen Mother of the West beheading the corpse to achieve quasi-sainthood shocked their hearts.

The Wu clan inherited from Pangu, and originally only reached the cultivation method of the peak level of the Yuan Shen Monk Daluo Jinxian, and was originally worried that his cultivation would not be able to keep up with the cultivation of the flood wilderness, but the Wu clan prayed in the Pangu Temple, and actually lowered the follow-up exercises.

The ancestors and witches were overjoyed to cultivate, and sure enough, Di Jiang, Candle Jiuyin and several others broke through to the realm above the level of the physical body Daluo, and they were able to compete with the quasi-saint monks.

In this way, for the movement of the demon clan, the ancestors and witches were a little relieved, and on this day, all the ancestors and witches gathered as usual.

"I'll just say, I'll wait for Pangu to be authentic, why do I need to listen to people preach, the Wu clan has its own father to take care of it, but it is much better than the sage of Nalaoshzi."

It's still Zhu Rong, who opened his mouth in a shy, with a smug face, and he is also the most disdainful of saints, when he was in Zixiao Palace, he was the first to fall asleep on the ground.

Here, Di Jiang's face sank, and he habitually reprimanded: "Zhu Rong, stop talking, the saint's power is amazing, far beyond our reach, you are saying such wild words, do you want my Wu clan to recover?" ”

Zhu Rong hurriedly shut up and stopped talking.

On the side, Candle Jiuyin said: "Although Brother Zhurong's words are inappropriate, there is indeed some truth, and the way of the Hongjun sage is not in line with my Wu clan." ”

The witches nodded, agreeing with what he said.

"In this way, thousands of years later, the three lectures of Zixiao Palace, do I still need to go?" The Ancestor of Water asks questions.

Di Jiang and the others thought about it silently, but the ancestor Wu Houtu at the bottom spoke: "Brothers and sisters, the three lectures of the sage are to preach the Mixed Yuan Dao, I don't know why, I have a feeling in my heart, so I can listen to it, and I can also ask the Taoist ancestor, how can my Wu clan become holy." ”

After Houtu finished speaking, Di Jiang and the others nodded again and again.

"It's okay, the law of the primordial gods is useless to us, and if Sister Houtu has a feeling, you will go alone."

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On the side of the Wu clan, they also found a way to advance, and in thousands of years, Di Jiang and other ancestral witches were able to advance, and their strength was to overwhelm the demon clan.

After Emperor Juntai and the others heard each other, they were all a little anxious, and they slowly understood that the two lich clans would be opponents, but at the moment, although there were many people in the demon clan, there was no one who could quickly obtain the quasi-saint.

In this way, he can only look beyond the demon clan, he has the experience of Fuxi entering the demon, and Emperor Jun Taiyi is also quite confident.

At this time, there are many top innate gods and demons in the wilderness, but for various reasons, there are still people who have not broken through to the quasi-saint realm.

On this day, above the sea of desolate blood, the aura was raging, and a murderous aura rushed out of the sky.

In the Blood God Palace, the Styx sat on the red lotus platform, his face was happy, and two swords flew out of his head, which was his companion, the best innate spirit treasure Yuan Tu Abi.

The two fierce swords intersected and flew for a while, but they heard a soft shout from the mouth of the River Styx: "Slash! ”

The black qi surged, and soon a vicious-looking person with a murderous face appeared, and flew into the River Styx in a flash.

This Lord of the Sea of Blood is really a genius, and he really penetrated the evil thoughts, and took the first step to cut out his own evil corpse to achieve quasi-sainthood, which was the first in the flood wilderness.

Besides, that Kunpeng is also unlucky, when he speaks, he was taken away from the futon seat, not to mention, he was humiliated by Sanqing and others, and became a laughing stock, and when he spoke second, all the great powers beheaded the corpse, but he could not succeed because of the lack of innate things.

As a top innate god and demon, but he was stuck on an innate thing, and he had to sigh the difference between Kunpeng's fortune.

The lord of the Northern Netherworld was naturally unwilling, so he tried his best to find it, but if it was a matter of chance, he couldn't force it at all, for more than a thousand years, he was stunned that there was no gain, and he didn't even travel through the wilderness and wanted to grab one, but he didn't have anything to do.

In the end, he found a piece of innate water spirit at the bottom of the North Underworld in his own dojo, although the grade was slightly lower, only among the middle grades, but fortunately, it matched him.

At this time, he had been behind the cultivators for a long time, and he didn't want to wait any longer, so he simply beheaded the good corpse with this object, and finally achieved the quasi-saint honor.

It's just that he had just broken through and was still consolidating the quasi-saint realm, but he heard a voice from outside the dojo.

"The Eastern Emperor of the Demon Clan Taiyi came to pay a visit, and invited Kunpeng Daoyou to go out and meet him!"

Kunpeng was a little surprised, thinking that in recent years, the demon clan has been powerful and has a lot of clan affairs, how could Taiyi come to his own dojo if he is not in the clan to assist Di Jun.

Previously, Zixiao Palace was out of position, and he was dissatisfied with Emperor Jun Taiyi's failure to help, and he had always been worried, but when Taiyi came to the door, he couldn't be gone, so he left the dojo.

"Taiyi's friend is not in the Demon Clan's Qing Cultivation, how can he come to my Northern Netherland?"

"Kunpeng Daoyou, since my eldest brother got the Mandate of Heaven to lead the Dao Ancestor to establish the Demon Clan, all souls have returned to obedience, and the eight directions have come to help, and there are more Fuxi Daoyou into the demon to achieve the position of the Demon Clan's Xihuang, but under the Mandate of Heaven, the Demon Clan still lacks a demon master, my brother deduces from the Hetu Luo Book, you have to know that you can take on it, send me to invite me to invite me today, please accept this honorable position, and share the luck of the Demon Clan."

After hearing this, Kunpeng fell silent, this Emperor Jun Taiyi invited him for the second time.

The first time, the two of them asked each other in the same vein as the sun, but he did not agree, at this time, the two of them had established the demon clan, which seemed to be a lot more noble, and the position of this demon master was not low.

But no matter how you say it, you are still subservient, and because of the events of your early years, Kunpeng has a grudge in his heart, so he has no intention of joining.

So he said: "Thank you Emperor Jun Daoyou for your love, but the poor Dao is idle, but he can't afford the great responsibility of the Demon Clan's Holy Master, and he also asks Daoyou to find another virtuous person, and Kunpeng can only live up to the Demon Emperor." ”

Hearing his refusal, Donghuangtai's face sank, his expression was unhappy, and he released some momentum slightly.

"Kunpeng, when my eldest brother came, he explained that I must invite Daoist friends to come, so don't embarrass me."

When Kunpeng heard this, his face turned angry.

"Taiyi, what do you mean, Poor Dao doesn't want to be this demon master, you still want to use it."

"Hmph, this emperor sincerely invites, you Kunpeng don't know how to lift, so don't blame me for being polite."

After speaking, Donghuang Taiyi was full of momentum, pressed the other party, and wanted to make a move.

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