The Wu clan cultivated the Yuan Infant, although there was Hou Tu in front, but because the Hou Tu had already incarnated into reincarnation and became a special existence, it failed to attract the attention of the saints. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The saint does not think about sentient beings, but if someone or something may regret the status of the saint or affect the development of the general trend, then the saint will also have a good life to calculate, as evidenced by the future battle of the gods. At the same time as the eyes of the six saints of the Flood Desolation turned to the Wu Clan, they also calculated the influence exerted by Yujing Hongtu Tianzun in it.

The six saints still want to deduce the origin of Hongtu Tianzun, but it's a pity that they can't even talk about them. If Xiao Tianlei hadn't been besieged by the three thousand demon gods, he would at least be the same existence as the Heavenly Dao now, how could he be in the current situation? The entire flood wilderness can know Xiao Tianlei's origin, only that Xiaoyao Saint Venerable Hu Lang, or the demon god illusion!

The demon clan began to friction with the Wu clan again under the instruction of Taiyi, although the two sides were not as desperate as they were 10,000 years ago, but they also caused many years of old grudges, and the battle was also caused by countless casualties. Taiyi made up for the ghost car Yin Yuan, his cultivation gradually increased, his ambition swelled, and he secretly created a demon clan force that belonged to him alone.

Taiyi's behavior is secretive, but he doesn't know that there are still a pair of eyes staring at him. There is also a demon master palace in the heavenly court, but Kunpeng doesn't like it, so he still uses the desolate north as a dojo, and the demon clan under his command is also a force of its own. In particular, Kunpeng has the help of Xiao Tianlei, and now his cultivation is similar to Taiyi, and he also has Hongmeng purple qi, and he has great hope of preaching, and he sometimes disobeys the orders of the heavenly court. However, after all, the two of them are the leaders of the demon clan, and they are still relatively unified in their treatment of the witch clan.

Although Di Jun is a little deaf to what is going on outside the window, because of Kunpeng's constraints, he can't do as he pleases. The two quietly maintained their balance, secretly hated in their hearts, and just waited for sanctification, they could kill each other, and be ashamed of each other.

Yujing Mountain is unbreakable if it is not the way of heaven, and everyone is cultivating inside, so it should be harmless. Xiao Tianlei sat alone on the cloud bed, watching everyone confined to Yujing Mountain like prisoners, angry in his heart, but helpless. Xuan Ming cultivated the Yuan Baby, and naturally could not escape Xiao Tianlei's divine sense.

"It seems that Hu Lang hasn't come out yet, but he has to deal with you first!"

After Xuan Ming stabilized the newborn baby, he traveled alone and traveled to the netherworld. The six reincarnations are the incarnation of the Hou Earth, and they are both the women of the ancestral witches, and the sadness in Xuan Ming's heart is deeper than that of his brothers.

Xuan Ming is an ancestral witch, and the Yuan Infant has become a young mana, and his mana has risen sharply, which can compete with the quasi-saint mid-stage monks. A few days later, Xuan Ming had come to the North Stygian Sea. Xuan Ming took away the aura of the ancestral witch and exuded the breath of the primordial infant, making the demon cultivators only ordinary monks, saving a lot of trouble.

As he got closer to the entrance of the underworld, feeling the familiar breath, Xuan Ming couldn't help but shed tears. Just when Xuan Ming was only tens of thousands of miles away from the entrance of the underworld, a vision suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, and a sorrowful Taoist holding a colorful glow treasure tree walked out of the void. There was a golden cake shining on the back of the Taoist's head, revealing a compassionate and compassionate face, and he said to Xuan Ming: "Daoist friends can't go here." ”

Xuan Ming looked at the Taoist in front of him vigilantly and asked, "How can I not go?"

Xuan Ming's tone was not good, and the other party was not angry, and he still said bitterly like his father and mother dying early: "Daoyou is very angry, you should follow me to the west, so as to get rid of the anger as soon as possible and get rid of the sea of suffering." It's better not to go to the netherworld. ”

"You are full of nonsense! Leave quickly! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

A faint rain curtain began to form around Xuanming's body, and the glow of the sky was also separated by a touch of blue. Xuan Ming stared at the sad Taoist in front of him, and there was some fear in his heart inexplicably, and although the other party's momentum was not strong, it was as deep as the sea, which was elusive.

"Suffering is born from the heart. Daoyou's words like this should be disgusting and haunting, which is really not beautiful. Wait for me to melt into you. As soon as the sorrowful Taoist's voice fell, he put his hands together and recited the recipe in his mouth. Suddenly, the glow of the sky vanished, replaced by a golden glow. The light easily penetrated Xuan Ming's self-defense rain curtain and shone on Xuan Ming's body.

Xuan Ming only felt a warmth in his body and mind, and slowly circulated in his body. The surging momentum of the whole person was smoothed out in an instant, and the things that had been conquering and killing the battlefield in the past began to slowly withdraw from his mind. At this time, Xuan Ming was like an old man enjoying the afterglow of spring, his heart was quiet and extremely peaceful.

Suddenly, a phoenix roared out, Xuan Ming woke up suddenly, and when he looked at the Taoist in front of him again, there was a strong killing intent in his eyes. It's just that he knew that the other party's cultivation was profound, and he didn't act rashly. At this time, a colorful phoenix flew in, and there was a beautiful woman standing on the back of the phoenix, seeing this situation, she smiled slightly: "Senior Brother Zhun Ti is not meditating in the West, what are you doing in the East?"

Xuan Ming was terrifying, and he couldn't imagine that the sorrowful Taoist was actually a Zhun Ti saint. And the woman who can be called Zhun Ti's junior brother, in the huge flood, is only the Holy Mother of the Human Race, Nuwa Niangniang. Xuan Ming saluted Nuwa and said, "Xuan Ming has seen the Nuwa sage. ”

Nuwa was originally a demon clan, but Xuan Ming never thanked her. At this time, how did Xuan Ming not know that Zhun Ti had come to this extreme northern place thousands of miles away, and the intention was to refer to himself. However, now that Nuwa is here, it is not just as simple as saving herself!

Zhun Ti bowed to Nuwa and said, "Senior Sister Nuwa is polite. This woman is destined to be in the West, and I came here to cross her to the West to retreat, so that I can achieve the road as soon as possible. ”

"My brother's words are wrong. This woman is the ancestor of the Wu clan, and she lives in a poor place, how can she have a relationship with her junior brother in the West? I have already calculated with Senior Brother Sanqing that this woman should have the opportunity to support the Xuanmen Dao system, so she should go with me. ”

The Western Sect established by Zhun Ti is a side door of the Dao Ancestor of Hongjun, which is not orthodox, and the two are only named disciples of the Dao Ancestor, and their status is not as good as that of their own person. The importance of Xuan Ming is known to the six saints, and at this time it has been divided into a dispute between the east and the west, and whoever can get it may control the general trend in the future. Nuwa and Zhun Ti both know this.

Zhun Ti rarely raised the corners of his mouth lightly and smiled, but it was more ugly than crying. Zhun Ti's words gradually became clear, and said: "Xuan Ming is just an ancestral witch ear, why should Niang Niang be so persistent?"

"It doesn't matter about identity. The practice of the master and disciple is abstinence from desire and attachment, so wouldn't this behavior fall behind?"

Nuwa and Zhun Ti's words began to soften, but gradually they became more and more intense. Although Nuwa's strength is the last of all the saints, it has its special status because of its creation of the human race and the foundation of the fate of all the saints. What's more, Nuwa and Sanqing are both sages of the Oriental Xuanmen, so they have to have some scruples.

Xuan Ming listened to the words of the two saints on the side, and his face was extremely ugly. Xuan Ming is the ancestor of the Wu clan, and she just wants to be an ancestral witch, even if she is close to the saint and has unlimited opportunities, she will not abandon the hundreds of millions of people of the Wu clan, as well as a group of brothers.

When Nuwa first arrived, although she lifted the Zhun Ti spell, she also imprisoned Xuan Ming. Xuan Ming was in a hurry, no matter who won or lost Nuwa and Zhun Ti, he might not be able to escape the hands of the saint.

Zhun Ti bowed to Nuwa and said, "In this case, I still need to argue with Niangniang." ”

Nuwa smiled: "That's exactly what I mean." ”

With a wave of their hands, the two saints placed a ban on the land within a radius of thousands of miles, forming a confined space. After all, neither of the two can kill anyone, let alone a life-and-death fight, a battle of faces, and a "demonstration" of what they have gained in their hearts.

Nuwa was still standing on top of the colorful phoenix, her jade arms were raised lightly, and she recited the mantra lightly, and a red hydrangea appeared in her hand. Zhun Ti's eyes froze, his hands were sealed, and a golden light suddenly scattered from his body, and a golden body with a height of six feet appeared behind Zhun Ti. The golden body has eighteen arms, each holding a rosary, a fish intestine, a demon pestle and other things, gentle with endless killing intent.

The Xuan Ming New Primal Infant trembled again and again, and the body of the Ancestral Witch was also affected by the collision of the momentum of the two great saints. Xuan Ming struggled to break free from Nuwa's confinement, but to no avail. At this time, Nuwa raised the red hydrangea in her hand into the air, flicked a ray of light with her fingers, and saw that the red hydrangea quickly became larger, and the light on it became more and more dazzling, and finally it was like a red sun!

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he raised the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand, and attacked Nuwa together with the golden body behind him. Nuwa also threw the red hydrangea towards Zhun Ti.

The huge momentum exuded by the two sides instantly forced Xuan Ming out a large mouthful of blood. Xuan Ming's face turned pale, and he could only watch as two large clusters of light were about to collide together.

At the last moment, Xuan Ming only saw a purple figure appear in front of him, and then a dazzling light struck. Except for the clearer figure, everything else seemed to be paused, without sound or fluctuation.

Eventually, the light began to fade, and the figure blurred. Nuwa and Zhun Ti were a little dim in the glow around them, but at this time, what the two of them paid attention to was not these, but the purple-clothed man who suddenly appeared on the field.

The man in purple held a folding fan in his hand, his eyes looked straight ahead, and he seemed to ignore Nuwa Zhunti. And just now, it was a gang that separated the red hydrangea from the golden body.

Xiao Tianlei knew the traces of Xuan Ming when he was in Yujing Mountain, and naturally knew the reason why Zhun Ti and Nuwa intercepted Xuan Ming. Xuan Ming's cultivation of the Yuan Infant, coupled with his ancestral witch body, may become a non-saint existence that can rival the saint. This is absolutely not allowed for the Six Saints of the Flood Desolation!

Xuan Ming was confined to the sage enchantment, and although it would not be affected by Nuwa's Zhun Ti mana, the injury was certain. And this injury must be extraordinary, the light is serious physical damage, and the heavy is the loss of the original baby, and the cultivation is a big drop.

If you want the ancestral witch to submit, even a saint is useless!

Nuwa and Zhun Ti were both shocked, both of them had become mixed yuan saints, but they felt that the other party's realm was vague and they couldn't see the high and low. And the other party easily broke the spell of the two, this cultivation is too terrifying.

"Yujing Hongtu Tianzun?"

Nuwa looked at Xiao Tianlei with a hint of horror in her words. Xiao Tianlei smiled slightly, didn't pay attention to her, but turned to Xuan Ming and said, "Are you okay?"

Xuan Ming looked at Xiao Tianlei's eyes and nodded stunned. Xiao Tianlei continued: "You can go to the underworld first and meet the person you want to meet." Here, I'll leave it to me. ”