In the void, all the saints looked at the irritable energy frenzy with some amazement, and they were all a little silent.

There is such a person in the world who dares to face Hongjun. I don't know if this person is stupid or really arrogant.

"Xuanhu, the old way can not only make you and others reborn in the wilderness, but also make you wait for the ashes in an instant! Remember, don't provoke the bottom line of the old way!" Hongjun closed his eyes and meditated indifferently, muttering to himself, not caring about the threat of the big hand at all.

The big hand was silent for a long time, grabbed Zhun Ti and disappeared, and a slightly helpless voice still floated in the void: "Then the Antarctic Immortal Emperor, don't go to this seat!"

"Wait for yourself!" Hongjun raised his white eyebrows slightly, and said to himself lightly.

"Okay, Uncle Tongtian, there's no more to play now, let's go back to Zixiao Palace!" Li Qingming took the meaning of Chaos Divine Thunder back into the eyes of divine punishment, and said to Tongtian beside him with some schadenfreude.

Tongtian, who had just come to his senses, looked at the void after the battle, and sighed helplessly: "It seems that I still have a long way to go!"

Li Qingming shrugged his shoulders indifferently and walked towards Zixiao Palace.

When he entered the palace, he saw that all the saints were silent, and the old man Hongjun on the high platform closed his eyes tightly, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

When Tongtian sat back on the futon, Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes and said, "This Antarctic Immortal Emperor will be served by Tongtian sitting down Wuyun Immortal." From now on, you need to protect the desolate world with all your heart, and don't let the Lich Tribulation repeat!"

All the saints bowed their heads to the ground, and shouted softly: "Respect the master." Teacher's Decree!"

Haotian thought for a moment, and said to Hongjun: "Master, if the court is empty today, and the old department of the demon court cannot be activated. I don't know who should be in charge of the various functions of the Heavenly Court?"

Hongjun said lightly: "For such a trivial matter, you can discuss it with your senior brother." ”

After speaking, Hongjun waved his hand gently, and there were three more things in front of Lao Tzu. Two of them are the witch-slaying knives and witch-slaying swords made by the demon clan's heavenly court slaughtering the human race and refining it from its blood. And another piece. It is a gloomy soul gathering banner.

Hongjun said to Lao Tzu: "This witch-slaying knife, sword, and soul gathering flag. It is made from the essence blood and soul of the human race! Lao Tzu, you are the leader of the human sect, and you will be in charge of these three things!"

Lao Tzu stepped forward to take it with some sadness, kowtowed, and said, "Thank you for the gift!"

Hongjun waved his hand and sprinkled Ganlin in the direction of the land of Shenzhou. The figure began to slowly dissipate. At the same time, the voice of Hongjun also sounded in the ears of the saints: "Now everything is over." Heavenly Court was also restored to its original state as a teacher. You can disperse on your own. After a thousand years, I will come to Zixiao Palace again and give instructions to the teacher. ”

When the words landed, the old road of Hongjun had disappeared.

When all the saints heard this, they all bowed to the high platform. Said: "Congratulations to the teacher, the teacher!"

Then the saints looked at Haotian and Yaochi on the side, and Lao Tzu said first: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Haotian and Senior Sister Yaochi for becoming the emperor and enjoying the immeasurable calamity!"

The rest of the saints followed suit and congratulated one after another.

Haotian hurriedly replied: "We are the first to ascend to the heavenly court, and we will ask all the senior brothers and sisters to help us in the future!"

Li Qingming's eyes rolled, and he thought of the monkeys under his door, so he stepped forward and said: "Haotian Daoyou, there are three disciples under my sect, although they are demon genus, they have not participated in the battle of the lich. And the cultivation is all to reach the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal. If you don't dislike it, you can let them come to Heavenly Court to serve. Is it possible?"

Haotian is very aware of the horror of Li Qingming's so-called "master and nephew", if his disciples come to sit in the heavenly court, the heavenly court will also have more protection.

Although the Primordial Heavenly Venerable didn't understand what Li Qingming's move meant, he thought of his plan that had always been exhaustive, so he spoke: "Haotian Daoist, there are still a few disciples under the Poor Dao Sect, and they can also serve in the Heavenly Court!"

The three clears are one, Tongtian also followed the primitive footsteps, and said: "Senior Brother Haotian, there are also some disciples under the senior brother, if you don't dislike it, you will send them to heaven!"

Haotian was overjoyed and said to Sanqing: "Haotian thank you for your help!"

Li Qingming also smiled very happily, and secretly said in his heart: "Old fellow, now that I have sent all the disciples of the two sects to heaven, I want to make your plan to seal the gods without sealing!"

In fact, Haotian also knew very well in his heart that although the two of them were appointed by Hongjun as the masters of the heavenly court, and at the same time, the power of the heavenly court was much greater than before, but his own emperor was only obtained for the balance of the saints.

These immortal mixed yuan saints, if it weren't for Li Qingming's face and Heavenly Court's profitable face, they would never let their disciples come to this troubled water. In their eyes, the saints are nothing more than ants!

After all the saints were polite, they dispersed!

And Li Qingming followed Houtu and went to the Netherworld Mansion together.

A moment later, Li Qingming and Houtu arrived in the middle of the Xudu City, and the people of the Diwu clan who had just arrived in the underworld hurriedly stepped forward to meet them while asking someone to inform the ancestors in the Xudu City.

Houtu smiled, but there was too much sorrow in this smile.

When I entered the capital, I saw all the living ancestors led by Di Jiang, as well as the people of Heaven and Earth, who were guarding outside the main hall of the capital early, waiting for the two of them quietly.

"Sister Houtu, Brother Qingming, you are here!" Di Jiang's expression implied a trace of sadness, and his upright posture was already a little rickety.

Li Qingming smiled slightly and said, "What's the matter? Lord Emperor Jiang Ancestor Wu who fought the heavens and the earth, why is it so sad?"

The grumpy Zhu Rong glared at Li Qingming angrily and said, "Brother Qingming, Naz and the other brothers fell in the Lich War, shouldn't we be sad?"

Li Qingming waved his hand and said, "Who said that Nazi and the others have fallen?"

"Huh?" Di Jiang perked up and said, "Brother Qingming, what do you mean ......?"

Li Qingming bowed slightly, and said, "Heaven and earth, you take out all the witch treasures I asked you to collect!"

"Yes, deity!" the Heaven and Earth Daoist nodded, took out a palm-sized bag, and began to pour it out with a clatter.

Greataxes, whips, maces...... There were no less than tens of thousands of strange-shaped witch treasures, all of which were scattered in front of Li Qingming's eyes.

Then. Xuan Ming's eyes were shining, and when he saw Li Qingming's actions, he didn't know why, and asked, "Brother Qingming, Brother Mu, can they really come back from the dead?"

Li Qingming smiled slightly, and said to Xuan Ming: "When I was refining these witch treasures, I deliberately created a spirit storage space in them. Although the Wu clan does not cultivate the primordial gods, there are still true spirits. As long as they are at their side when they die, their remaining true spirits can be forcibly dragged into the spirit storage space by the witch treasure. So. Then I can recast my flesh for it. Make it reborn. ”

Di Jiang and the other ancestors were stunned for a moment, and then they were overjoyed, and hurriedly wanted to ask again, but saw that Li Qingming had already begun to do something. The ancestors didn't dare to disturb it anymore. Hurry up and stop the words that come to your mouth. Standing aside with a face full of excitement.

I saw Li Qingming. Take out a fist-sized piece of Nine Heavens Breath Soil from the Qiankun Ding, then pull out the gourd mouth of the Qiankun gourd, and pour out a handful of Sanguang Divine Water. Sprinkle on the Nine Heavens of Earth. Then he directly drew out the true spirit of a great witch from a witch treasure, and kneaded it according to the appearance of the true spirit.

After a while, the shape of the great witch had been pinched, Li Qingming put down the clay figurine in his hand, and started the follow-up work according to the first experience.

It took a full hour to pinch the body of the great witch and the ancestral witch in the more than 10,000 witch treasures.

Li Qingming smiled with satisfaction and looked up at the sky. Suddenly, a "thump" beating heart fell from the sky.

"The Heart of Pangu?" Di Jiang was surprised. The Heart of Pangu has been stored in the Great Hall of the Ancestral Witch, how could it appear here?

Li Qingming glanced at Di Jiang, forced out ten drops of blood directly from Pangu's heart, and threw them at the clay figure in front of him.

Ten drops of blood, after soaring into the air, turned into a rain of blood, and went straight into a resting clay figure.

Slowly, the surface of the clay body began to change, gradually turning into the healthy bronze skin of the Wu Clan, and there was faint blood flowing under the skin, and the sound of Bobo's blood hitting resounded in the sky.

At the same time, Li Qingming's hands did not stop, but continued to introduce the true spirit of the witch clan in the witch treasure into a physical body.

"Peng, Peng, Peng!"

With the infusion of true spirits, a burst of law light erupted in each physical body, and that brilliant brilliance represented their true name attributes.

"Buzz!"

A burst of light flickered, and more than 10,000 flesh bodies began to come to life. After a while, I saw that the light was sheng, and there was a loud "boom", and more than 10,000 eternal breaths came out from the Nine Secluded Underground Mansions, and instantly spread all over the desolate Shijie.

After the light passed, I saw more than 10,000 men and women of the Wu clan, walking out of it.

"Haha, I can't imagine that I can come back to the flood wilderness!" Walking in the forefront is the ancestor of the wood, Ju Mang.

"Damn, I thought this life was over!" Qiang Liang scolded and waved his fists, feeling a lot of emptiness, and muttered: "This is the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal! I don't know when I will be able to return to my previous cultivation!"

"Xiao Mu, Xiao Lei!" Di Jiang and the other surviving ancestral witches looked at the Wu clan who had come back from the dead with ecstasy, and the iron men who couldn't be beaten by thunder for hundreds of millions of years, and their eyes were finally full of tears.

"Big brother!" Ju Mang and Qiang Liang looked at Di Jiang excitedly, after experiencing life and death, they will cherish this kind of family affection more than others.

......

A bunch of male witches suddenly looked like tigers descending from the mountain, and witches were as strong as leopards, crazily hugging each other and crying, this strange scene made Li Qingming was shocked.

Zuihou, he really couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward and said: "Okay, okay, you have a long life, don't be that little child! Now that the lich has declined, my witch clan should guard the underworld, and without the warrant of the Dao ancestor, no six reincarnations can be made!"

Di Jiang said: "Brother Qingming, you can rest assured! We are tired of fighting in the flood wilderness, and staying here is just the right place to develop the race!"

Li Qingming chuckled and said, "It's best that you can think like this!, however, these six reincarnations are the cornerstone of the desolate Shijie, if we want to keep this witch clan's own land for a long time, we still need to use some means!"

"By what means?" Di Jiang wondered.

Li Qingming solemnized his face and said, "Swear!" (to be continued......)