Prehistoric: Good Fortune Tianzun

Chapter 43

Houtu took the corpse of the Eastern Prince, flew into the chaos, and soon came to the front of Zixiao Palace. At this time, the two children, Haotian and Yaochi, were already waiting in front of the Zixiao Palace.

“Meet Sister Houtu, the master already knows about your arrival, so I have ordered me to wait to meet you.” Haotian and Yaochi respectfully bowed to Houtu and said respectfully.

Houtu nodded slightly, and returned a salute: “Junior Brother and Sister Lao has led the way.”

Haotian and Yaochi led Houtu into the Zixiao Palace.

At this moment, Hongjun or Heavenly Dao sits high on the cloud bed, there is no aura fluctuation on his body, as if there is no Cultivation Base, but if he swept it with his spiritual thoughts, there was no one there. It can be seen after Hedao. The height of Hongjun Cultivation Base.

Houtu respectfully knelt on the ground: “The disciple Houtu knocks on Master, Master has no bounds on the holy life.”

Hongjun slowly opened his eyes, and an emotional voice came from his mouth: “Houtu, if you don’t understand the great road in the predicament, why did you come to my Zixiao Palace?”

“Enlighten to Master, the disciple came for the head of the male immortal, the Eastern Prince. Back then, the Master ordered him to take charge of the prehistoric male immortal, but he did not cultivate merits, only wanted to grow his own ambitions, and even talked wildly, without respecting and disrespecting Master. Pangu, Yu Honghuang is harmful, so the Demon Court and the Witch Clan jointly wiped out Xianting. Today, the disciple brought the body of the Eastern Prince to Master and asked Master for instructions.”

“The catastrophe has come, and it’s all fate. The Eastern Prince is ambitious, and his virtue is not worthy, so he has fallen. This is the end of the matter.”

“Master, now I am the only Wu Clan and Demon Clan left in the prehistoric land, what should my disciples do? Who can unify the predominant land?”

Hongjun looked at Houtu and slowly said, “As a teacher, I know that your second clan is ahead, but now as a teacher, as the prehistoric Heavenly Dao, you must not reveal the secrets, lest you cause greater disaster. Go, go back. Realize the Great Way, your chance is not far away.”

Hearing Dao Hongjun said this, Hou Tu knew that the future of the Lich Clan might not be very clear, but if He Hongjun didn’t say it, she couldn’t, so she had to bow her head respectfully and retreat.

Houtu turned around and flew out of the Zixiao Palace towards Honghuang. Soon after, he appeared in front of the Lich Alliance.

“Houtu fellow daoist, does Daozu mean to blame?” Donghuang Tai was anxious, and asked hurriedly when he saw Houtu.

Houtu just shook his head without answering.

“After that, Sister Tu has returned, so I’ll come to discuss how the benefits will be distributed later.” Di Jiang stood up and said.

“Dijiang! What do you mean? At the beginning, you all agreed with my demon court, that it is divided into two to eight. My demon court is 80%, and your witch clan is 20%. Could it be that you want to regret it?” Donghuang Taiyi was full of displeasure.

Di Jiang didn’t get angry either, he smiled: “Hehe, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the ancestor witch didn’t say that he wants to go back, or is divided into two to eight, but it is my eighth witch clan and you are the second demon court.”

Donghuang Taiyi immediately jumped into a rage, and his face was blue and white with anger. As soon as he was about to speak, Di Jun said first: “Dijiang! Are you witches such untrustworthy people? Fortunately, you pride yourself on the descendants of Pangu god-tier. Shameful? So, you just go to the name Pangu descendants, so you don’t lose the face of Pangu god-tier!”

Facing the ridicule of Emperor Jun, how can the ancestors and witches stand it? Rolling up their sleeves one after another are about to dry up.

“Miscellaneous bird! You are deceiving too much!”

“Miscellaneous bird! Do you dare to insult my witch clan, the original ancestor witch must pull out your bird ****************** Jiang also sank: “Di Jun, this time When attacking the Eastern Prince, your demon court didn’t have any strength, so you got 20% of the benefits. You still don’t know enough, and you still want to eat most of it, aren’t you afraid to die? ”

“Hmph, it was your Wu clan who breached the contract first, so why do you blame me?”

“So, are you planning to go to war with my Wu Clan?” Di Jiang narrowed his eyes, revealing a dangerous look.

Dijun snorted coldly: “Hmph, Dijiang, do you think I will be afraid of you barbarians? What about war?”

“Dijun, didn’t you see how the Eastern Prince died? With my sister Houtu’s Zhuxian sword formation here, your Demon Court is afraid that there is nothing to do with my Wu Clan, right?”

Di Jun laughed: “Hahaha, Dijiang, Dijiang, you really are a bunch of barbarians. If Houtu didn’t take it out, I really can’t remember such a big killer, but since she took it out, That’s not a concern.” After saying this, he turned his head and looked at the void, “His Majesty Wa, His Majesty Xi, Demon Master, why not quickly reveal his true body to these barbarians?”

As the voice of Emperor Jun fell, Nuwa, Fuxi, and Kunpeng led many demon court cultivators to appear behind the crowd, but when Emperor Jun took advantage of Hou Tu to go to the Zixiao Palace, he quietly transmitted the voice back and recruited them just to guard against the future. The earth’s Zhuxian sword formation.

The ancestors’ faces suddenly became ugly.

Hou Tu stepped forward and saluted Nuwa first: “Master Sister, do you want to be your enemy too?”

Nuwa walked out, gave a bow, and sighed: “Hey, Pang Dao is unwilling to kill Little Sister, but Pang Dao has to come when he is in his position and seeks his own government.”

Houtu nodded expressionlessly: “If this is the case, the little girl has to ask the senior sister for advice.” As he said, he released the four swords of Zhuxian, and in an instant, the sword formation surrounded everyone.

“Twelve Ancestral Witch, you really want to fight my demon court?”

“It’s useless to say more, let’s see the real chapter under your hand!” Houtu yelled, his palm spurred Wu Lei, spurring the Zhuxian sword formation, countless killing Sword Qi instantly condensed and formed, exuding endless murderous intent.

Nuwa sighed inwardly, stepped lightly on the lotus step, and walked towards an array gate. Fuxi, Kunpeng, and Donghuang Taiyi also attacked each array gate.

Hongjun once said that “Zhu Xian Sword Formation is not the four sages unbreakable”, but that also depends on the Cultivation Base of the people who deployed the formation. For example, the earth is equivalent to the quasi-sage in the future, so as long as the four quasi-sages take action together, it is possible to break her Zhuxian sword formation.

However, Hou Tu was not alone. Now that the Twelve Ancestral Witches are all here, it is not so easy for everyone in the Demon Court to break the formation. Everyone fought back and forth in the battle, each had their own victory and defeat. It is difficult for everyone in the Demon Court to take off the Immortal Sword of the Town Gate, and it is also difficult for the Wu Clan to kill the people in the Demon Court. After all, the second family of Lich has not yet come to the point of deciding the outcome, and the world-famous Twelve Capitals of the Gods and the Universe have not yet realized it.

The battle became more and more fierce, and the calamity in the sky above the land became stronger and stronger.

Chen Xuan on Bu Zhou Mountain opened his eyes and muttered to himself: “The Lich is not yet a decisive battle.” With a thought, he called the boy Leng Ming in.

“Tong’er, you hold the deity Magic Treasures to go to the Penglai fairy island to stop the Lich’s battle.” He said that he handed the Hongmeng Heaven Seal to Leng Ming.

Leng Ming took the Hongmeng palm seal and jumped up excitedly: “Oh~ go out to play!” Then he saw Chen Xuan’s slightly serious expression, and stuck out his tongue: “Yes, sir!”