Hongjun Dao Ancestor said indifferently:

"In the past, Pangu opened the world, although it was successful, but it also ended up dying of exhaustion, and since then, the Tao of this seat has been gone."

"Rahu, you really shouldn't come to die, it's not good to hide in the Heavenly Demon Heaven honestly?"

Demon Ancestor Rahu smiled disdainfully and said:

"Phew, if it weren't for those pieces of shit, just you?"

"In the past, this seat didn't take you seriously, let alone today!"

The other side.

Dijiang Ancestral Witch, Candle Nine Yin Ancestral Witch and other twelve Ancestral Witches tried, and suddenly the secret saying was not good, in a short period of time, there was no way to set up the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array, and said anxiously:

"Second child, think of a way!"

"Yes, second brother, this Hongjun old thief is so hateful, without evil energy, we can't set up a big array at all!"

"Big brother, why don't we go to Kunlun Mountain and kill Sanqing!"

Faced with this predicament, the Candle Nine Yin Ancestor Witch inexplicably appeared in his mind a picture of the future.

At that time, it seemed that this was the same feeling, as if I was the enemy of the whole world.

It seems that the most powerful enemy of their Wu clan, Heavenly Dao, has struck.

……

Kunlun Mountain.

When he saw Hongjun Daozu bring the Demon Ancestor and them back to the flood wilderness, he easily suppressed Dijiang and the others.

Ming Xingzong, Tang Taizong, Song Taizu and other emperors looked at each other.

How can this be fought?

They worked hard to make the Pangu Axe reappear in the wilderness, and they killed more than 2,000 guests in Zixiao Palace.

As a result, seeing that they were about to win a big victory, as soon as the old thief Hongjun made a move, the Demon Ancestor and they were suppressed......

Long.

Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi said in a strange tone:

"Ahem, why don't we go first?"

He still said it more tactfully, and when the old thief of Hongjun finishes disposing of the Demon Ancestor, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, it is estimated that it will be their turn next.

If you don't run now, when?

Liu Bei, Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty, said solemnly:

"No, I'll have a chance!"

While speaking, Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty looked at Pangu Sanqing.

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou said embarrassedly:

"Ahem, then Xuande, you continue to stay here, there is still something to do at home, so I will go first."

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen stepped forward, stopped Song Gaozong, and mocked:

"What? Are you trying to escape? ”

"You're not a disciple of the Demon Ancestor? Your master is fighting, why are you embarrassed to escape? ”

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou waved his hand and said:

"What Demon Ancestor's own disciple? I don't know the Demon Ancestor. ”

"Speaking of which, I should actually be regarded as a guest in Zixiao Palace."

Ming Taizong Zhu Di tugged on Ming Xingzong's sleeve and prepared to escape.

Qin Shi Huang Yingzheng looked at Buzhou Mountain and wondered:

"Obviously there are such means, why didn't Hongjun make an early move?"

"At the end of his Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation, betraying those stupid Chaos Demon Gods shouldn't be that kind of indecisive."

"Unless, the consequences of doing this are too great for him to bear."

"Is it because the Twelve Ancestors are the people of Destiny? He was afraid that after beheading the twelve ancestral witches, he would affect himself to fit the Tao? ”

Ming Sizong Zhu Youzhen said casually:

"Maybe it's because the old thief Hongjun is afraid that Pangu has not fallen."

"This desolate world was opened up by Pangu, and the Wu clan was transformed by the essence and blood of Pangu, and before the fall of Pangu, it also incarnated all things."

"Such a terrifying existence, if it really stays behind, it is not something that Hongjun can deal with."

Song Shaodi Zhao Yu asked:

"Then we are fighting? Is it withdrawn? ”

Tang Suzong Li Heng also persuaded:

"In my opinion, let's stay away for the time being."

"Even if the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Demon Ancestors fall, we still have a chance."

"In this catastrophe, there are no demon clans? There is also the human race that Nuwa is about to create. ”

Tang Taizong Li Shimin suddenly reacted and said:

"Wait, you say, could it be because the old thief Hongjun knew that Nuwa was about to create the human race, so he had no scruples and directly attacked the Wu clan."

"Because of this Lich Tribulation, both overlords will die together, this is the destiny of heaven!"

As soon as the words came out, Qin Shi Huang, Ming Xingzong and other emperors all fell into deep thought.

What Li Shimin said is indeed reasonable.

In other words, if there is an enemy who threatens their lives, they will definitely get rid of them as soon as possible, how can they let them go?

After Ming Xingzong Zhu Biao broke free from Ming Taizong, he said:

"Yes or no, just try it."

"Tang Taizong, after you go to find martial arts, let her persuade Nuwa to wait for a while before becoming holy."

Tang Taizong Li Shimin was stunned, and glanced up and down at Ming Xingzong, his eyes were full of killing intent.

Later Tang Zhuangzong Li Cunxuan said:

"Why bother Emperor Taizong? I'll just do it. ”

……

The other side.

Nuwa used the Nine Heavens Rest Soil sent by Zhu Qiyu to pinch a pair of clay figurines, put them beside her, and continued to concentrate on pinching the remaining clay figurines.

Soon, dozens of lifelike clay figurines gathered around Nuwa.

At the same time, an incomparably mysterious aura permeated Nuwa's body.

Faintly, let Fuxi, Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi, Styx and other great supernatural beings have a feeling of being on their backs.

It seems that the former best friend in front of him has become different.

Out of the corner of his eye, Kunpeng saw that the Blood Sea Styx secretly picked up the blood and soil, and seemed to want to try to pinch the clay figure, and joked with a smile:

"Styx Fellow, Poor Dao remember, you like to fish in the Blood Sea the most, why don't you go back and try it?"

"Let's see if we can catch a saint out~"

Nuwa's hobby of pinching clay figures, they have long known that they have always been a childlike Nuwa, and Fuxi is protecting her, so they don't make much fun.

But I never imagined that Nuwa would be able to achieve sanctification with this!

The Blood Sea Styx nodded seriously and said:

"Kunpeng Daoyou, what you say is reasonable."

"However, it's not too late to do this later, Poor Dao is really curious, how powerful is this so-called saint?"

He didn't face the saint directly, he only knew that he couldn't withstand the coercion of Hongjun Dao Ancestor, and he couldn't stop it.

But how strong Hongjun Daozu is, he really doesn't know.

A flash of loss flashed in Hongyun's eyes, and he said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, you have to work hard in the future."

"You're the brother of Nuwa Daoyou, you can't be as good as Nuwa Daoyou, right?"

On the side, Zhen Yuanzi glanced at Hongyun as if he was aware of it, and did not say much.

As a close friend, he could guess some of Hongyun's thoughts, but let's not talk about whether Nuwa could be sanctified this time.

Even if it doesn't work, with Fuxi here, Hongyun's idea of wanting to see Fangrong and kissing Fangze is doomed to fail.

Fu Xi showed a sincere smile on his face, hugged the red cloud, and said:

"Hongyun, I don't have my sister's qualifications well, work hard, don't work hard, there is no difference at all."

"By the way, you often travel in the wilderness, why don't you just give these clay figurines a name?"

As he spoke, Fu Xi stretched out his hand and took the two clay figurines that Nuwa had pinched out first into his palm.

Hongyun saw one of the clay figures, which had some similarities with Nuwa, and blurted out:

"Even if it's a woman, it's better to call her Wa."

"Man's words, call the clouds ......"

Fu Xi waved his hand and said:

"Roll on, Poor Dao still thinks you can make some unusual name."

"Huanyun, why don't you just name him Red Cloud, White Cloud, Black Cloud, this man, just call Xi."

(End of chapter)