After the Houtu, who was carrying the six realms, left the Nine Shadows and descended to the Great Wilderness, there were no less than a dozen eyes in the flood wilderness looking towards the plains outside the Buzhou Mountain.

The masters of these gazes are almost all the top existences in heaven and earth.

On the Sun Star, in the ruins of the Ancient Heavenly Court, Donghuang Taiyi opened his eyes again.

As the sworn enemy of the demon clan, the breath of its twelve ancestors has long been remembered by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

The domineering gaze looked fiercely at the desolate land, and when he saw the power of reincarnation that filled the void, a trace of doubt rose in the heart of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Ancestral Witch Queen?

Why did she suddenly appear in the Flood Wilderness?

Kunlun Mountains, inside the Sanqing Palace.

At the moment when the earth descended on the desolation, Tongtian's eyes opened violently.

His gaze subconsciously looked to the west, but the next moment, the power of the six reincarnations blocked his gaze.

"Why did the Houland, which has not left the Nine Shadows for hundreds of thousands of years, suddenly descend on the Great Wilderness?"

"Could it be... Is it because of the Heavenly Daoist? ”

Looking at the plain that was extremely close to the human tribe and shrouded by the power of the six reincarnations, Tongtian inexplicably thought of Tang Hao.

Shaking his head, Tongtian withdrew his gaze.

Tomorrow is the time to establish the religion, and at this time, he doesn't have so much energy to think about other things.

Fifty avenues, one of them.

It's not easy to capture the vitality in the dark.

His eyes closed again, and the hall fell silent again.

Wuji Sky, in Zixiao Palace.

On a futon, Hongjun's breath became more and more ethereal compared to a few months ago.

Countless rays of light shrouded the entire palace, and a huge yin-yang diagram hung in the void of Wuji Heaven and slowly flowed, and the rhyme was permeated.

Under the Taiji diagram, Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes, and everything in them evolved, and the stars flowed.

Sensing that the back earth with the six reincarnations left the Nine Shadows and descended on the desolation, a leisurely sigh sounded from the main hall.

Lying high on the nine clouds, the futon is true.

Heaven and earth are outside the Xuanhuang, and a gas is turned into Hongjun.

Hongjun thought that he had completely controlled the flood wilderness, but he would have thought that the inexplicable appearance of an extraterritorial creature would make everything in the flood wilderness a little confusing.

Glancing at the Great Wilderness faintly, even if it was him, his gaze could not penetrate the thick power of reincarnation.

The six realms of reincarnation are the origin of the heavens and all worlds, almost on the same level as the heavenly realms.

Therefore, Houtu is not weaker than the saints, and even to some extent, she is stronger than the saints.

"Haotian, come in."

Retracting his gaze, Hongjun whispered towards the outside of the main hall.

The next moment, a boy with an extraordinary temperament and a swaggering glance walked into the hall with a handful of jade ruyi in his arms.

"Dao Ancestor."

After entering the main hall, the boy bowed and saluted, his face full of respect.

"The way of heaven is damaged, and order does not exist."

"I will be in the Heavenly Dao in the near future, and before that, there is another task for you."

Hongjun looked at the boy named Haotian in front of him and said lightly.

"Dao Ancestor, please speak." Haotian bowed again.

On the futon, Hongjun's figure became nothing, and even his voice was a little blurred.

"The ancient heavenly court of the demon clan existed in name only, the flood was chaotic, and the system was mixed."

"I want you to re-establish a heavenly court, conquer the heavens, lead all things, and follow the way of heaven and spread the virtues of heaven."

Rebuild a Heavenly Court?

Hearing Hongjun's words, a trace of excitement flashed in Haotian's eyes.

"Disciple, obey!"

......

Outside the mountains, on a plain.

Hundreds of thousands of kilometers of seeds are piled up on the ground, and the veins on them are clearly visible.

Nodding lightly at the Terrans who were kneeling down to him, Hou Tu looked at the seeds, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

These seeds have never even been seen before.

"I wonder if you can help?" On the other side, Tang Hao looked at Houtu and asked.

If Houtu is not willing to help, then he can only find a way to let the Terrans ask for help, and then plant these seeds himself.

"Why do you want me to help? Can't you bury these seeds yourself? ”

After understanding what happened, Houtu did not agree immediately.

Her beautiful eyes flickered with doubt, and she looked at Tang Hao blinking.

"My real body is not in the wilderness now, and there are many inconveniences in doing it."

Tang Hao shook his head and casually said a reason.

"Why should I help you?"

Another ethereal word came out of Houtu's mouth, and she looked at Tang Hao, her expression regaining her calm.

If it weren't for the chaotic Xuanhuang aura around Tang Hao's body, which was too shocking, and had already become one with the Six Realms, let alone re-descending to the Flood Wilderness, it is estimated that the manifestation would not have manifested.

Why help me?

Hearing Houtu's words, Tang Hao finally came back to his senses.

Yes, why should Houtu help himself? Is it because he is handsome?

For a while, Tang Hao didn't know how to answer Houtu, so he could only be silent.

When he heard Qing He mention the Wu clan before, he subconsciously thought of the Houtu tribe.

Now that Houtu has appeared, and it is right in front of his eyes, Tang Hao doesn't know how to speak.

Seeing Tang Hao fall into silence, a smile suddenly flashed under Houtu's eyes, which seemed to contain thousands of stars.

A beautiful smile appeared on his face, and the ethereal voice sounded again.

"I can help you, but you have to do me a favor too."

Help? What's busy?

Hearing this, Tang Hao raised his head violently, and a trace of doubt rose in his heart.

The one in front of him is the legendary god of the desolation, and he is not weaker than the master of the Tongtian Sect.

What can she do that she needs help with?

Helping others is pretty much the same!

With doubts, Tang Hao asked tentatively, "What's busy?" ”

The smile on Hou Tu's face retracted, and his eyes suddenly looked at the Buzhou Mountain Peak not far away.

The totems carved by the Terrans on the mountain wall emitted a faint glow, enveloping the three Terran tribes.

Thinking of the tragic situation of the Wu clan now, Houtu sighed leisurely.

"The one tribe is a shelter, and the two tribes are also a shelter."

Turning his head, his eyes seemed to pass through the cover of the chaotic qi and fell directly on Tang Hao's face.

"I don't know you...... Would you like to shelter one more family? ”

Bang!

After Houtu's words were spoken, a thunderbolt suddenly sounded over the plain.

With a light snort, Houtu's body trembled slightly, and the figure seemed to dim a little.

On the other side, Tang Hao was still thinking about what he wanted him to help with.

After hearing Houtu's words that he wished to protect the clan again, he was stunned for a moment.

One more shelter? Who to shelter? Wicans?

No kidding, even if the Wu Clan declines, they won't seek refuge from others, right?

Doubts rose in his heart, and before Tang Hao could ask, Houtu suddenly spoke again as if he knew what he was thinking: "It's the Wu Clan." ”

"Fellow Daoist, you're joking, even if the Wu Clan fell because of the Great War with the Demon Clan, but they are still the descendants of the Pangu God, why do you need me to take shelter?"

Tang Hao shook his head, a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

He never expected that the help that Houtu asked him to help was really to protect the Wu Clan.

Are you kidding!

No matter how much the Wu clan declines, it will be many times stronger than the human race!

At least Tang Hao himself had never heard of anyone in the wilderness except for the demon clan, who else dared to do anything to the Wu clan!

"The current Wu clan is no longer the Wu clan it once was."

Seeing Tang Hao shaking his head, a trace of sadness suddenly flashed on Houtu's face.

"If the eldest brother didn't give up everything and bump into Buzhou Mountain, even if the Wu Clan was defeated, there would be no problem in surviving on the flood wilderness."

"Although the demon clan has also died a lot, but Donghuang Taiyi is still alive, he will not let go of the Wu clan."

"Now that I have long been bound to the six realms of reincarnation, I can't intervene in the things above the desolation."

"The Xuanming Tribe is the only remaining tribe of my Wu Clan in the Flood Wilderness......"

The voice of Houtu that seemed to come from the Nine Shadows resounded slowly over the plain.

As soon as the four characters of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi came out, the sun above the sky seemed to be a little brighter.

Looking at Tang Hao's demonic figure, Hou Tu suddenly bowed lightly.

"Shangcang Daoyou, Xuan Ming alone, can't stop the revenge of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi."

"If you are willing to protect the Xuanming tribe, Houtu is grateful!"

"Doesn't Daoyou want the Wu Clan to help the Terran Race? The Xuanming Tribe is completely competent! ”

Looking at Houtu who saluted him, Tang Hao suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart.

At this time, he finally understood what Houtu was helping when he said about helping.

The hatred between the demon clan and the Wu clan has long been irresolvable, and now the only three ancestral witches left in the Wu clan, one incarnated into the Six Realms, and the other was annihilated by cause and effect because he broke the Buzhou Mountain.

The only remaining Xuanming tribe can't compete with the Eastern Emperor Taiyi who has the Chaos Treasure Chaos Bell in any way.

Is she letting herself block the counterattack of the demon clan in the future for the Xuanming tribe?