Houtu only glanced at him, and the real witch was instantly beaten back to the prototype, and the witch qi all over his body began to be unstable, and his blood veins were trembling.

"I'm Houtu, which tribe are you from?"

Feeling the real ancestral witch breath, the real witch couldn't help but be shocked, and said respectfully:

"Zhurong tribe has seen Houtu Ancestor Witch in the fire!"

"Let's go, I've saved this bird."

Houtu grabbed the little bird, which was still a little panicked, and with a wave of his hand, a large amount of spiritual power poured into the bird's body to repair its scars.

The bird's expression gradually calmed down, and she knew that this woman was not a bad person.

Although the Wu clan is affected by turbidity, it is difficult to cultivate the Yuan Shen and comprehend the magic power, so they usually do not cultivate the Yuan Shen and only focus on the flesh and blood.

But Houtu is an outlier, she is less affected by the turbidity than her brothers, and she knows that it is difficult to achieve mixed yuan without cultivating the Yuan Shen, and it is difficult to achieve mixed yuan.

The Avenue of Power is not the Avenue of Strength or the Avenue of the Flesh, but the Three Thousand Avenues of condensation in chaos, which are collectively called the Avenue of Strength.

Mana, divine power, the power of the Heavenly Dao, the power of the origin, the power of the five elements, the power of yin and yang...... All are forces, and the power of the three thousand avenues is the avenue of strength.

This is also the reason why there is no one in the Great Dao of Cultivation Power in the Flood Desolation, it is really too difficult.

In Houtu's view, in this era of saints, if a race does not have saints, it is fragile.

Therefore, Houtu attaches great importance to the cultivation of the Yuan Shen, and she has gone to the sermons of her teachers Nuwa Daozun and Hongjun Daozu.

Later, under the teaching of Nuwa, he started the cultivation of the Yuan Shen as an ancestral witch.

Although her current primordial spirit is not comparable to other quasi-saints in the same realm, she can be said to be the first person in the Wu clan.

"Houtu Ancestor Witch, this ......" Huo Yan glanced at the cormorant a little unwillingly, this is a demon clan! Sworn enemies of the Wicans!

For some reason, Houtu was quite irritable at the moment, and only said: "Get out!" ”

Although she has always been mild-mannered, she is still an ancestral witch, and the ancestral witch has the majesty of an ancestral witch.

After being drunk like this, the fire was almost shattered, how dare you say anything, bow to Houtu and then leave quickly.

"As for you little one." Houtu looked at the bird in front of him and hesitated.

With his strength, if he lets it go directly, I'm afraid that he will be hunted down by other Wu clans.

"That's it, you can follow me for the time being as a first-generation foot mount."

"Wow!" The cormorant hurriedly agreed, through what had just happened, she also knew how unfriendly the world was to herself, and only the woman in front of her could bring her a sense of security.

Houtu nodded and continued to move forward, but the irritability in his heart did not decrease in the slightest, but increased more and more.

Even if she had stopped this time, how many innocent beings would have died in places she couldn't see.

Is the battle between the witch and the demon really right?

Even if you defeat the demon clan.

Will Heavenly Dao, Hongjun, and even his own teacher really let the Wu Clan take charge of the Flood Wilderness?

The more she thought about it, the more irritable she became, and she couldn't calm down.

Even thinking of the original tribulation of the three clans, the three clans who once led the flood and famine, is the future of their Wu clan like that.

But the war between the two clans could not stop, and the hatred between blood and blood could only be ended with blood, and she had also persuaded several brothers, but unfortunately to no avail.

The brothers always said that the Wu clan was the authentic Pangu sect, and they should have ruled the flood for their father, but the current Wu clan was far from having the strength to rule the flood wilderness.

It's that the teacher doesn't care about her face, and Hongjun Daozu doesn't care, but will those five saints quietly watch the Wu clan become bigger?

Houtu knew that the answer was no, but she had no way to save it.

Now she is like a spectator, watching the Wu clan fire and oil, flowers and brocade, and then walking into the abyss, unable to do anything.

Perhaps sensing that she was in a bad mood, the grebe gently rubbed her cheek with its furry head, as if to comfort her.

Houtu smiled, held the cormorant in the palm of his hand, gathered his emotions, and continued to move forward.

She could feel that as long as she kept going, maybe she would get the answers she wanted.

……

"Tianji is even more confused, is it what Nuwa has done?"

Thirty-three days above, in the midst of the chaos, a simple and mysterious palace stood here, and when the terrifying chaotic air currents around it passed through this palace, they all automatically bypassed, not daring to touch the slightest.

This palace is called Zixiao Palace, which is the place where Daozu Hongjun preached.

On the futon in the hall, a white-haired Taoist dressed in a dark brocade Taoist robe looked indifferent, like the supreme and selfless Heavenly Dao.

This person is none other than Hongjun.

The avenue in his eyes is circulating, and he doesn't know what he is calculating.

He suddenly turned his gaze in the other direction, which was where Emperor Wa was located.

At the beginning, he was short of chess, and was sanctified by Nuwa.

As the winner of the battle between Dao and Demon, he should have become the conjunctor of the Heavenly Dao of the Flood Desolation, but unfortunately this fortune was intercepted by Nuwa, and in the end he was only in charge of half of the Heavenly Dao.

But because of this, he has a stronger control over this half-heavenly path, and he has changed from a co-founder to a practitioner.

Compared to his previous plan of merging with the Dao first and then trying to replace the Heavenly Dao with a low success rate, the current situation is actually not bad for him, as long as he sends Nuwa back to the ruins, then he can completely take charge of the flood and become the real lord of the flood wilderness.

Only when he was in charge of all the Heavenly Dao could he hope to spy on a higher realm.

However, Nuwa's strength is not weaker than him, so he has not been able to hold it before.

"Nuwa once incarnated to run away from the wilderness, but she also has some plans."

He guessed.

Nuwa's body has actually been sitting in the wilderness, and what goes to the outside world is just an incarnation, but at their level, even an incarnation is not something that ordinary saint realms can compete with.

Hongjun himself is secretly plotting, so he guesses Nuwa like this.

"But now that they have all been sanctified, the time is almost up."

His gaze suddenly darkened.

A curtain of light appeared in front of his eyes, and among them was a fairy who was traveling through the wilderness, with a cold air on her body, like a lonely bright moon.

If Nuwa was here, she would be able to recognize that this was her second disciple Wangshu.

Only by drawing out Nuwa's ontology can we better set up a situation to kill, otherwise if it directly hits Wa Huangtian, Nuwa's home field, who knows what ambush is inside, and accidentally let Nuwa find a chance to escape to the vast chaos, how should he find it.

Even if Nuwa didn't care about it, tore apart the flood wilderness, and fled to chaos with half of the Heavenly Dao, wouldn't his plan be in vain?

Hongjun looked at Wangshu in the light curtain, and the indifference in his eyes became worse.

Yuan Shi has the Innate Supreme Treasure Pangu Banner, Daode has the Innate Supreme Treasure Taiji Diagram and the Acquired Merit Supreme Treasure Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, and Tongtian has the Zhuxian Sword Array, all three of them have combat power far beyond ordinary saints, even for the Heavenly Dao Realm, it is a big threat.

Although the magic weapon of Zhun Ti and Jie is average, people are also quite resistant to beating.

Moreover, the true spirit of the saint is entrusted to the Heavenly Dao, and the true spirit of the five saints is entrusted to this part of the Heavenly Dao that he is in charge of, the Heavenly Dao is not destroyed, the saint is immortal, and the mana is endless, which is the point that the saint has more advantages than the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

Gathering the power of him and the five saints under his command to besiege and kill Nuwa is not impossible to succeed.

Although he still has two Hongmeng purple qi in his hand, which can create two saints, it is difficult to become a saint, and others do not have the destiny of the five saints.

Five saints are enough.

Nuwa is inferior to him in that Nuwa does not have Hongmeng purple energy, and none of the four disciples have become holy.

It's a pity that Yang Mei has already fled the chaos, and if he can be invited over, then the chances of success will be greatly increased.

Among the people that Hongjun knew, if there was a third person who could achieve the Heavenly Dao Realm, then it must be undoubtedly a raised eyebrow.

As for the incarnation, the incarnation is the power of the body, and unless it is a special incarnation method, it is not practical in the battle of the same level.

"Honghuang, it's mine!"

……

On the land, Houtu traveled for an unknown amount of time, and during this time, he stopped countless fights.

Today, I unknowingly walked into the ruins of a battlefield.

"This is the ancient battlefield where the lich once fought."

Houtu looked around this battlefield, skeletons were like mountains, bones were forested, flesh and blood were piled up into mud, and evil qi covered the sky.

Countless souls wandered and roared on this battlefield, crying in grief, not knowing where to go, and their grievances accumulated for a long time.

The more sorrowful she felt in her heart, the gulf also shrugged up its feathers.

As the war continues, how many homeless souls will be created?

The souls of the dead continue to pile up, and what will happen to the desolate creatures when the time comes.

Houtu stood in place for a long time.

I can't make sense in my head, but I'm stuck in a demonic barrier.

This is not the invasion of the heavenly demons, but the fact that his own thoughts are not clear, and the emotions in his heart have been accumulated for a long time.

"Wow~Wow!"

When the cormorant saw Houtu's appearance, he couldn't help but want to wake him up.

But no matter how she called, Houtu still didn't respond.

She flew to Houtu's face again, trying to wake her with her wings, but before the wings could touch, the whole thing was bounced away.

If a quasi-saint is not allowed, ordinary people have no right to get close.

Houtu fell into a magic barrier at this time, and it was already an inaccessible posture for foreign objects.

"Wow!" The cormorant screamed and guarded in front of Houtu.

Time passed slowly, and Houtu had not moved for a long time.

Suddenly, right in front of Houtu's eyes, a weak revenant soul could not withstand the erosion of evil qi and dissipated into heaven and earth.

Those who are blessed to the soul are enlightened after the earth.

In the past, the father God was incarnated in the desolation, so can she also learn from the father God, create a place for these dead souls to live, and dissipate the accumulated resentment in the desolation, her eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

"Heaven is above, I ......"

"Shut up!"

A loud shout came, dissipating the resentment of this battlefield, and interrupting Houtu's words.

Hou Tu followed the prestige, and saw a man wearing a Xuanhuang robe appear not far away, the innate divine appearance in the flood is flawless, but the appearance of this man is also unique in this flood wilderness, with a sense of beauty that is close to the Tao, which makes people want to get close from the heart.

She looked puzzled and couldn't help asking, "Who are you and why are you stopping me?" ”

"My name is Shang'an, you can call me uncle."

Shang An didn't use Taiyi's Dao number this time, mainly because there was already an Eastern Emperor Taiyi in the flood wilderness, and it was inevitable that people would misunderstand him when he said it.

We still have to find a time to destroy that three-legged crow humanely.

"Uncle?" Houtu was stunned for a moment, when did he come to his uncle, even Na Hongjun's enlightenment was later than his teacher, at most he could only call him uncle.

She was about to question, when Nuwa's figure appeared next to Shang An.

"Houtu has seen the teacher." She immediately saluted.

"Houtu, what are you going to do!" Nuwa's tone was unusually serious.

She saw everything just now, and she could see what Houtu was going to do, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have thought that this big apprentice was so determined.

Learn Pangu, can Pangu be learned?

If she hadn't come out with Shang An and "coincidentally" encountered, I'm afraid she would really have no time to stop Houtu.

Houtu lowered his head, but said firmly: "Teacher, this is my choice." ”

She made a choice, and she will not regret it, this is her own path that she realizes.

She has compassion, but she is not a simple virgin, as an ancestral witch, the demon clan who died in her hands is also unknown, she knows what she is doing, she knows that she is likely to die, but this is also the way she left for the witch clan.

With this merit of perfecting heaven and earth, the Wu clan will at least not be wiped out.

If everything is as she thinks, the Wu clan will also have a place to live in peace in the future.

Moreover, she didn't want to see the flood opened up by her father fill with this endless soul and resentment.

"Heh, the disciple is older, but he can't control it." Nuwa sneered.

Houtu is the earliest disciple she accepted, and she is also the one with the deepest feelings, and it is precisely because of this that she chooses to stop Houtu.

Shang An looked at the confrontation between the master and apprentice and shook his head.

"Xiaowa, let Houtu make her own choice."

It is said that Nuwa used to be the spiritual pet Xiaobai under the seat of Shang'an, well, although the wisdom is extraordinary, but I really haven't seen it, and I have never understood those flood wildernesses.

The reincarnation of the post-soil is a necessary process for the completion of the flood and famine, or this is the destiny of the post-earth.

Moreover, learning Pangu is not a must!

Shang An's words made both of them look at each other.

Houtu was a little surprised, this person is really a teacher, and he can influence the teacher's decision.

"Houtu, you are weak now, and you will die for a lifetime if you do this, it is better to increase the strength of the primordial god first."

If Houtu is now incarnated in reincarnation, with the primordial gods who are not even quasi-saints, the result can only be a part of reincarnation, even if he does not die, he will never be free, but if the strength of the primordial gods increases, then the result is that he is reincarnated or even in charge of reincarnation, just like Hongjun Hedao.

It's just that the object of one is the Heavenly Dao, and the object of the other is reincarnation.

(End of chapter)