Everyone present was faintly divided into several camps, and they were all quietly waiting for the seven gourds to mature.

Zhang Ling and his entourage of seven people arrived at the same time, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Especially with the brothers and sisters of Sanqing and Fuxi Nuwa, it makes everyone's complexion change slightly, Sanqing's cultivation is profound, and the brothers and sisters of Fuxi Nuwa are one and the same, belonging to the body of innate yin and yang, and their strength cannot be underestimated, but they are the supreme of the demon clan.

When the five of them arrived at the scene, they had already broken the situation that was barely balanced, but as for Zhang Ling and Kong Xuan, not too many people paid attention to it.

Although Zhang Ling is a disciple of the saint and has a noble status, his strength is too low and irrelevant to the overall situation, so Kong Xuan's strength makes everyone value it a little.

After all, there are too many strong people present, the lowest are all monks in the Golden Immortal Realm, and even there are more than ten monks in the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, Kong Xuan, a monk in the middle stage of the Golden Immortal, really doesn't deserve too much attention from them.

Kunpeng's face was gloomy, and his small eyes were shining, but he was secretly calculating something, everyone present, only he and Houtu were alone, although their strength was strong, at this time, they already had the strength of the peak of the middle stage of the Taiyi Golden Immortal, and they were only one step away from the late stage of the Taiyi Golden Immortal, but the power was the thinnest.

With a slight movement of his footsteps, Kunpeng slowly moved towards Di Jun and Taiyi, and at the same time said: "Di Jun, Taiyi, the three of us are all demon clans, but we have to support each other!"

Di Jun and Tai Yi glanced at each other, nodded slightly, and their faces were a little more happy, the demon clan camp had a big master at the peak of the middle stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, but his strength had increased greatly, as for Fu Xi and Nuwa, they were automatically excluded from the demon clan camp by the two of them.

Since the last time, when they failed to apprentice in Zixiao Palace, they were beaten down by the Hongjun Sage with the power of thunder, and the two of them felt that no matter where they went, many monks were faintly pointing at the two of them.

However, let them take revenge on Hongjun, but the two of them don't have the guts, they don't even have the slightest idea, the strength of the saint, the two of them have seen it last time, and it is idle to kill them in the palm of their hands.

This time, the two felt that Buzhou Mountain had a spiritual treasure born, in addition to winning the spiritual treasure to enhance their strength, but they also did not have the idea of Liwei, as long as they defeated everyone present, the two of them could prove their strength.

It's not that the two of them are not strong, it's really that the Hongjun Saint himself is blind, and even defeating one or two of the Saint's personal disciples is the best proof of strength.

Although he didn't dare to destroy it, it was still possible to make the saint disciple disgraced.

Seeing that Kunpeng was already standing next to Fu Xi and Taiyi, obviously facing the pressure, he had formed an alliance, Hou Tu's complexion changed slightly, and a pair of pretty faces with frost appeared.

She is a witch clan, the witch clan is born unable to manipulate the spirit treasure, even if she gets the spirit treasure, it is useless, it is not as good as one or two ordinary witch weapons, but even if she has no intention of the innate spirit treasure, but she doesn't want the demon clan to get it, to be exact, she doesn't want Di Jun and Taiyi to get it.

The Wu Clan and the Demon Clan are the great clans of the desolate land at this time, both have hundreds of millions of living beings, and they are powerful, but they are faintly opposed.

The Wu clan is after the death of Pangu, the essence and blood are contaminated with the acquired turbidity, the flesh is strong, not inferior to the ordinary spirit treasure, and the body of the twelve ancestors and witches can be hard to regret the general innate spirit treasure not to fall behind.

But the Wu clan does not have a primordial god and cannot manipulate the spirit treasure, which is to lose to the demon clan, and more importantly, the number of the Wu clan cannot be compared with the demon clan at all.

Now the desolate world has only been formed for tens of thousands of years, and the number of the two Lich races is still comparable, but Houtu is a rare great wisdom among the Wu clan, but he has already seen the future.

The number of witches grows very slowly, and a small witch born often takes hundreds of years to grow and mature, and can reproduce, but the growth rate of the number of demons is far beyond that of the witches.

All creatures in heaven and earth, sensing the essence of the sun and the moon, can give birth to spiritual wisdom and become a member of the demon clan, and the subsequent growth will show a geometric multiple, which is an explosive growth.

At this time, the desolate land was still very vast, and it seemed that there was still a lot of room to accommodate the two clans, but with the expansion of the power of the two clans, there must be constant disputes.

The only thing that makes Houtu a little less nervous is that the demon clan is still scattered at this time, and there is no absolute leader, unlike the Wu clan, which is conceived in one vein, and they all respect Pangu as the father god, and they are very united.

In the demon clan, Emperor Jun and Taiyi are the three-legged golden crow incarnation of the sun star, with strong strength and great ambitions, faintly wanting to integrate the strength of the demon clan and become the protagonist of heaven and earth.

If there is a saint as a backer, the two of them will have a little more security to act.

Although they failed in the end, the two of them were even more discouraged, but the two did not give up at all, but showed their edge, and began to integrate the strength of the demon clan.

Houtu's eyes flashed, she was a wise man, with a blue heart, and she was faintly calculating in her heart, but she couldn't let Dijun and Taiyi's strength increase again.

Emperor Jun already has the best innate spirit treasure river Tuluo book, and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was born with the innate treasure chaos bell in his arms, although it has not been completely refined at this time, and he cannot exert his full strength, but no one dares to underestimate it.

The innate treasure, the entire desolate land, at this time, only the Eastern Emperor Taiyi has it, and the other creatures have not even seen it, which is his absolute reliance to defeat everyone.

"We can't let the strength of Dijun and Taiyi increase again!" But after a few breaths, Houtu had already made up his mind.

At this time, only Houtu faintly saw the future and came to stop the demon clan from obtaining the treasure, but as for the other ancestral witches, no one came.

"Anyway, even if you get it, you can't use it, besides, no matter how powerful the spirit treasure is, can it still be stronger than my sandbag-sized fist?" This is the truest thought in the hearts of the other ancestors.

After the soil is difficult to support, his mind is slightly moved, and he has found his helper.

The lotus step moved slightly, and Houtu dragged the palace dress, and after a few breaths, he had already walked in front of Zhang Ling.

Smiling slightly, like spring flowers blooming, there is already a little more color between heaven and earth, Houtu Yingying smiled, and said to Zhang Ling: "Houtu has seen senior brother, last time I said goodbye in Zixiao Palace, Houtu invited senior brother to my Houtu tribe, I don't know if senior brother cares about it?"

There seemed to be a lot of resentment in her tone, like a girl who was coquettish to her lover, but Zhang Ling heard the voice of Houtu: "I help my senior brother to get this innate spirit treasure, there is only one request, I can't let Dijun and Taiyi get it." ”

Zhang Ling's eyes flashed, his heart was like lightning, and he was already a little more calculating in an instant, and said: "In the future, I will definitely go to my sister's Houtu tribe to visit my sister." ”

The divine consciousness said, "Deal!"

But he also knew in his heart that Houtu did not value his own strength, after all, he and Kong Xuan were tied together, and it was not enough for him to be smashed by a chaotic bell, but he took a fancy to his identity as a disciple of a saint!

As long as he has heard the sermon in Zixiao Palace, no one dares to touch Zhang Ling's life!

The prestige of the saint is so useful.