The other five saints also had different expressions.

The ascension of the earth is not over yet, and the reincarnation of chaos is more than just a saint.

The merits obtained have reached forty percent of the original merits of opening the heavens in the wilderness, and then one person has obtained nearly thirty percent of the merits of opening the heavens.

Therefore, as soon as he stepped into the realm of Mixed Yuan, the cultivation of Houtu instantly surpassed the Flood Desolation Saints, approached Hongjun and Nuwa, and finally stopped at the threshold of the Heavenly Dao Realm.

After all, her understanding of the path of reincarnation was not deep enough, and she could not directly step into this realm with a large amount of merit.

But as long as you are in charge of reincarnation for a period of time, then the Heavenly Dao Realm is a matter of course.

Nuwa snorted coldly, blocking out all those probing thoughts.

"Houtu, congratulations!" Shang An stepped forward to congratulate.

Houtu's lips moved, and finally he spoke, "Thank you...... Father. ”

This "Dad" called Shang An's refreshment, and he couldn't help but step forward and touch Houtu's hair.

At this time, Nuwa frowned and said, "Those juniors of the Wu clan are here. ”

Unlike other races, the Wu Clan's Yuan Shen is weak, and although they have the ability to perceive to replace the Yuan Shen to a certain extent, it is simply embarrassing for them to use their perception to probe what happened in the sea of blood.

So the eleven ancestors came in person.

"Is it the brothers? Let them come. Houtu said so, and Nuwa didn't stop him.

Eleven figures soon came to the sea of blood.

"Houtu girl!"

"Sister Houtu!"

Ten giants and a girl came together, those giants are the body of the ancestral witches, the ancestors often think that showing the body is domineering enough, if it becomes the same as those little radish dices of the human race, then it looks weak.

The only girl is another female ancestor in addition to Houtu - Xuan Ming.

He is also the only one who does not reveal his body.

Perhaps due to the influence of Houtu, she also cultivates the Yuan Shen, but the Yuan Shen realm is not as good as the Hou Tu.

"Brothers, Sister Xuanming."

Houtu saw them one by one.

"Houtu girl, you have become a saint, hurry up and return to the Wu clan with us, and together we will raise an army to destroy the Daoless demon clan, and avenge the Wu clan sons who have died over the years." Zhu Rong, who had the hottest temper, said first.

The rest of the ancestors also showed expressions of approval, only Di Jiang felt that there was something wrong with Houtu's expression.

I saw Houtu shook his head and said, "Brothers, the reincarnation is just beginning, I still need to sit in the underworld and establish the underworld, and I can't leave for the time being." ”

"And, the Lich War, I'm not fit to participate in it right now."

A drop of ancestral witch essence blood that exuded a rich earth origin appeared in her hand, and floated down in front of the eleven ancestral witches, "Brothers, choose another great witch and merge it into the essence blood." ”

"Houtu girl, you ......" Gonggong looked at Houtu in confusion.

Zhu Rong was even more anxious, "Houtu girl, this is a great opportunity to destroy the demon clan!" ”

Houtu sighed, looking at these brothers is like seeing the original three clans, and they don't know that the catastrophe is coming!

"Once reincarnated, there will be no witch in the future."

"I will not participate in the affairs of the Wu clan in the future, but if there is a change in the Wu clan in the future, you can come to me for refuge."

She has deep feelings for the Wu Clan, but with her current gaze, the Wu Clan has been mired in a catastrophe, and the catastrophe is deep.

Whether it is forcibly stopping the Wu Clan, or destroying the Demon Clan so that the Wu Clan can unify the wilderness, this is not something she can do.

The calamity is the self-operating mechanism of the flood famine, but the Wu clan became the protagonist of the calamity, which was also caused by the Wu clan itself.

The killing was excessive, slaughtering the Flood Desolation Hundred Tribes, destroying the Flood Desolation Continent, and accumulating countless karma, that is, the original three clans were not as murderous as the Wu Clan, but now with the suppression of the Wu Clan's luck, these karma did not break out for a while.

Such a witch clan has become a tumor in the Flood Desolate Continent, and if the calamity is not allowed to dissipate, then it will endanger the Flood Desolate Continent instead.

If she doesn't say anything else, Nuwa will stop her, between the Wu clan and the "mother", how can she choose.

The rest of the ancestral witches wanted to persuade them again, but Di Jiang saw the resoluteness of Houtu, stopped a few people, took the drop of ancestral witch essence blood, looked directly at Houtu's eyes, and said sincerely:

"Houtu girl, since you have your own ideas, then let's go back to the Wu Clan, but the Wu Clan is your home after all, and you can come back often to see when you are homesick."

"Perhaps...... The Wicans will need to seek your refuge one day. ”

As the head of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, although Di Jiang did not see as thoroughly as Houtu, he was also vaguely aware of it, but he couldn't make changes.

The current Wu clan is like a high-speed train, which can only rush forward in one go, and it is no longer possible to turn the head of the locomotive.

Nuwa glanced at the departing witches and said nothing.

She has the ability to help the Wu Clan, not to mention defusing the Tribulation, but it is still easy to save most of the Wu Clan.

But what does the Wu Clan have to do with her, except for Houtu, there are few people in the Wu Clan who can make her look at her.

Moreover, the Wu clan does not respect the heavens, the earth, the Taoist ancestors, and only worships Pangu.

To put it bluntly, it is a mob that does not conform to the jurisdiction.

If this mob is allowed to rule the flood famine, not only will it not bring any help to the flood famine, but it will also accelerate the decline of the flood famine.

Such a group of mobs, that is, for the sake of Houtu's face, otherwise she would have taken the initiative to accelerate the development of this calamity.

And even if the Wu Clan doesn't die now.

When she solves Hongjun in the future and takes charge of the Heavenly Dao of the Flood Desolation, where can this group of mobs be tolerated.

At most, when the time comes, it will be on the face of the Houtu, leaving part of the blood of the Wu clan, and since then it has withdrawn from the stage of hegemony in the wilderness.

Of course, the demon clan is similar, under the leadership of Di Jun, the demon clan occupies the heavenly court, and now the demon clan claims to be the punishment of heaven and is in charge of the flood wilderness, and the emperor Jun is even more ambitious, and wants to become the only emperor in the flood wilderness.

If the demon clan really defeated the witch clan, and the saint didn't interfere, with Di Jun's ability, maybe he would really be able to do this.

At that time, Di Jun can even be sanctified by virtue of atmospheric luck.

But it's a pity that what she needs is not an emperor who dominates the flood and dominates the world, but a balanced and stable flood wilderness.

A flood that can be well controlled is a good flood.

Therefore, the flood does not need to be unified.

Heavenly Court doesn't need an overlord either.

As for the protagonist of the flood wilderness, the Terran is quite good.

Well, do you want to end up before the calamity breaks out?

Nuwa looked at Shang An beside her and thought.

She can't understand her brother's strength now, and with his help, it is not a big problem to solve Hongjun.

It can only be said that the Dao Ancestor and Daozun of the flood wilderness are all the way, although they are harmonious on the surface, but behind the scenes, they all want to kill the other party and monopolize the flood wilderness.

Suddenly, Nuwa's expression changed, and a hint of anger appeared in her eyes.

"Zhun Ti, you dare!"

Nuwa's figure disappeared into the sea of blood.

"Teacher, what's wrong?" Seeing this, Houtu asked with some concern.

She had never seen a teacher look so angry.

"It's a little thing, just a few clowns who jump off the beam, and it's going to be dealt with quickly."

Shang An explained, but Shen Nian was always paying attention to Nuwa's side.

I'm afraid someone can't wait to do it!

"Need my help?"

The book of life and death and the pen of reincarnation are all in his hand, and Houtu is ready to fight.

Although she and Di Jiang said that they couldn't leave the underworld for the time being, it was just an excuse, she had already completely mastered the underworld and the six realms of reincarnation, how could there be so many restrictions.

And with her strength close to the Heavenly Dao Realm, coupled with the assistance of two innate treasures, even if she is alone with Sanqing, she is not afraid.

"No need, you can establish order in the underworld with peace of mind, and Xiaowa and I will handle it over there."

Shang An shook his head, if Hongjun didn't have a backhand, I'm afraid even Xiaowa alone wouldn't be able to defeat him.

In the Void Sea, Xiao Wa followed him to gather a lot of wool from the world, and his strength is not what it used to be.

……

Bishan, near Luoshui,

It is only more than 100,000 zhang high, and it is only a small hill that is not too tall in the flood wilderness.

In terms of aura, it is not as good as those blessed lands and caves, and there is no great power to open up a dojo here, which is relatively remote.

Wangshu traveled through the wilderness and came here unconsciously.

"Hey, what's that?"

She saw that on the mountain, there was a golden light flashing, but she couldn't see it really, as if it was a fate.

She didn't think much about it, so she went to the top of the mountain, with her quasi-saint peak cultivation, few people in the flood could hurt her.

On the top of the mountain,

I don't know when there was an additional dojo, and the source of that golden light was a majestic and solemn golden figure in the dojo.

This figure is a bit like the golden body of the Buddha in Western religion.

Wang Shu was a little vigilant in his heart, how could someone open a dojo in Bishan and specially attract her to come, there must be something strange about this matter.

She turned around and tried to retreat, but saw that the golden light had already enveloped the dojo.

"Wangshu Daoyou, you have a relationship with my Western Sect!"

The golden light on the figure converged, and the Buddha's appearance dissipated, revealing an old face full of compassion.

"Zhun Ti!" Wangshu was taken aback, how could it be Zhun Ti, and then quickly calmed down, "Zhun Ti, what do you want to do?" ”

There was no respect for the saint in her words, and on the one hand, it was uneasy to look at it.

On the other hand, she said that she was half a generation older than Zhun Ti, and she had been transformed long before the establishment of the three clans, and they were the same generation as the ancestral dragon and ancestral phoenix and ancestral qilin, and there was still Nuwa standing behind her.

"Hehe, Wangshu Taoist friends were attracted by the Buddha's light and entered the dojo, which is really related to my Western teachings, so it is better to enter the West with me and participate in bliss together."

Zhun Ti's smile remained unchanged, and his words were full of temptation, faintly carrying the power of degree.

"What a quasi-mention, you are really shameless, aren't you afraid that my master Nuwa will destroy your Western Taoism." Wangshu was extremely angry, what did he hesitate with the Western Sect, but he was just setting a trap to lure, which was really shameless.

"It seems that Wangshu Daoyou still doesn't know the true meaning of my Buddhism, so I can only ask Wangshu Daoyou to go to my west to live temporarily, and I believe that Daoyou will be able to understand my painstaking efforts at that time."

Zhun Ti manifested the Bodhi icon, eighteen hands, twenty-four songs, holding the Yingluo umbrella cover, flower jar fish intestines, blessing the pestle, treasure file, golden bell, golden bow, silver halberd, banner and other pieces, the blessing pestle in the hand with the immeasurable Buddha power came first.

This treasure is a medium-grade innate spirit treasure, beating people and gods, and all of them are put down.

"Humph!" Wang Shu Yiran was not afraid, and a small cyan flag in his hand was released, and suddenly the white qi hung in the air, and the golden light was ten thousand ways, forming an enchantment, blocking Zhun Ti's attack.

"The Oriental Cyan Baolian Flag, Emperor Wa Daozun actually gave you this magic weapon."

Zhun Ti's attack was blocked, and he looked at the small cyan flag, and his eyes were a little hot.

This flag is one of the five innate flags, for the best innate spirit treasure, good defense and trapped people, five flags in one can be compared with the innate treasure.

He is a saint, and the magic weapon Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree refined with the ontological Bodhi tree has only reached this level.

The Bodhi tree is the best innate spiritual root, containing innate qi, so it is directly an innate treasure after refining it into a magic weapon, but he has few such magic weapons in the entire West, and he is poor in the West!

Unlike the three Qings, the disciples under them have a lot of spiritual treasures.

But after today, everything will be different.

Emperor Wa Daozun will be destroyed, and he is also determined to win this cyan Baolian flag.

Eighteen hands hold different spiritual treasures, together towards Wangshu, each spiritual treasure contains a kind of Buddha's way, and evolved a Dharma realm.

This moment was like the pressure of the eighteen great realms, even the enchantment of the cyan Baolian Banner could not resist it, and it shattered.

"Wangshu Daoyou, give up resistance, I can crown you as the Buddha of Wangshu in the past, and follow the poor monks into the West to participate in my Western Mystic Law, isn't it beautiful." When he was attacking, he didn't forget the way of doing the degree, and there was a pervasive bewitchment in his voice.

In the past, the Buddha was one of the three Buddhas of the Western religion that he envisioned, and he was the existence that would dominate the Western religion in the future.

It's just that Wangshu is the pinnacle of quasi-sainthood after all, how can it be so easy to measure, as a disciple of Emperor Wa Daozun, where can she look at a mere Buddha position of the Western Sect.

Zhun Ti is going to capture Wangshu first, and then slowly carry out the degree after returning to the West.

"Zhun Ti, Hugh is delusional!"

Wangshu took out a blood-red spear, and the immeasurable ferocity instantly spread throughout the dojo, and the golden light that shrouded the dojo began to be unstable, and she stabbed out with a shot, as if the killing path was coming, and the endless killing aura was condensed in the body of the gun.

"It's a god-killing spear, good baby! Good baby! "Zhun Ti is not angry but happy, he has eighteen hands in his Dharma body, what's wrong with one less, it's not that it can't be longer.

The key is this god-killing spear!

Innate killing treasure, killing the first spiritual treasure in the wilderness, if he can get this gun, then he doesn't need to be afraid of the three clears in the battle.

I thought it would be a chore to be assigned to be bait, but I didn't expect it to be a good job!

You must know that when I arranged the task before, I had already said that all the magic weapons on Wangshu's body belonged to him in the West, and now that he wants to take this god-killing spear, Sanqing can't say anything.

Anyway, being a bait is only beaten up at most, and the saint is immortal and immortal.

Although Wangshu was armed with a god-killing spear, he still couldn't compare with Zhun Ti.

The gap between the saint and the quasi-saint is too big, even if the godkiller spear is in hand, it can only make her and Zhun Ti a few more tricks.

This is still her own profound Taoism, and ordinary quasi-saints have no power to resist in the hands of saints.

She secretly complained in her heart, as one of the oldest goddesses of the Hong Wilderness, her brain is naturally not stupid, and Houtu can become a senior sister only because the apprenticeship is before her.

This Zhun Ti dared to take the risk of the anger of the teacher Nuwa and forcibly arrested her, he definitely had confidence, and the saint was not stunned.

And who can give him this confidence, there is only the Taoist Hongjun who is called the same as the teacher.

Fear...... This is a game against the teacher!

"Zhun Ti, you dare!"

(End of chapter)