Douluo: I am an extraterrestrial demon

Chapter 355 The Great Desolation Does Not Need Unification, The Heavenly Court Does Not Need A Overlord

The other five saints also had different expressions.

Houtu's ascension is not over yet, and the reincarnation gained from creating chaos is more than just a mere saint.

The merits and virtues obtained have already reached [-]% of the merits and virtues of opening the sky in the past, and then Tu alone obtained nearly [-]% of the merits and virtues of opening the heavens.

Therefore, just after stepping into the realm of Hunyuan, Houtu's cultivation surpassed all the saints in an instant, approaching Hongjun and Nuwa, and finally stopped at the threshold of the Dao of Heaven.

After all, her understanding of the way of reincarnation is not deep enough, and she cannot directly step into this realm with a lot of merit.

But as long as you are in charge of reincarnation for a period of time, then the heavenly state will be a matter of course.

Nuwa snorted coldly, blocking out all the probing divine thoughts.

"Housu, congratulations!" Shang An stepped forward to congratulate.

Houtu's lips moved, and finally he said, "Thank you... Dad."

This "Father" made Shang An feel refreshed, and couldn't help but stepped forward to stroke Houtu's hair.

At this time, Nu Wa frowned and said, "The juniors of the Wu Clan are here."

Different from other races, the primordial spirit of the Wu race is weak. Although they have the perception ability to replace the primordial spirit to a certain extent, it would be embarrassing for them to use their perception to detect what happened in the sea of ​​blood.

So all eleven ancestor witches came in person.

"Is it brother and the others? Let them come over." Houtu said so, and Nuwa didn't stop him.

Eleven figures quickly came into the sea of ​​blood.

"Lady girl!"

"Sister Houtu!"

Ten giants and a girl came hand in hand. Those giants are the real bodies of the ancestral witches. The ancestral witches often feel that they are domineering enough to show their real bodies. If they become like those little carrots of the human race, they will look weak.

The only girl is another female ancestor witch besides Houtu——Xuanming.

She was also the only one who didn't reveal her real body.

Perhaps because of Houtu's influence, she also practiced Yuanshen, but the realm of Yuanshen was not as good as Houtu.

"Brothers, sister Xuan Ming."

Houtu salutes one by one.

"Sister Houtu, you have been sanctified, quickly follow us back to the Wu Clan, and rise up together to destroy the Wu Dao Monster Clan, and avenge the Wu Clan son who died all these years." Zhu Rong, who has the most fiery temper, said first.

The rest of the ancestral witches also showed their approval one after another, only Di Jiang felt that there was something wrong with Houtu's expression.

Houtu shook his head and said, "Brothers, I have just established my reincarnation. I still need to sit in the underworld and establish the underworld, so I can't leave for the time being."

"Also, I am no longer suitable to participate in the Lich War."

In her hand, a drop of ancestral witch essence blood exuding the rich source of earth floated down in front of the eleven ancestor witches, "Brothers, choose another great witch and blend it into the blood essence."

"Sister Houtu, you..." Gonggong looked at Houtu in a very puzzled manner.

Zhu Rong was even more anxious, "Sister Houtu, this is a great opportunity to destroy the demon clan!"

Houtu sighed, looking at these elder brothers was like seeing the three clans back then, he didn't know that the doom was coming!
"Once the reincarnation arrives, the land will never return to the witch."

"From now on, I will not participate in the affairs of the Wu Clan, but if there are any changes in the Wu Clan in the future, you can come and seek my protection."

She has deep feelings for the Wu Clan, but judging from her current eyes, the Wu Clan is already in deep calamity, and the calamity is serious.

Whether it's forcibly stopping the Wu Clan, or destroying the Yao Clan to unify the Wu Clan, this is not something she can do.

Measuring calamity is Honghuang's self-operating mechanism, but it is also caused by the Wu clan themselves that they became the protagonists of measuring calamity.

Excessive killings, massacres of hundreds of prehistoric tribes, destruction of prehistoric continents, accumulated countless karma, even the three tribes back then were not as bloodthirsty as the Wu Clan, but now they are suppressed by the fate of the Wu Clan, and these karma Time didn't explode.

Such a witch clan has become a cancer of the Great Desolate Continent. If the catastrophe is not allowed to dissipate, it will endanger the Great Desolate Continent instead.

If nothing else, Nuwa will stop her, how can she choose between the Wu clan and "mother".

The other ancestral witches wanted to persuade them again, but Di Jiang saw Houtu's determination, stopped them, took the drop of ancestral witch blood, looked straight into Houtu's eyes, and said sincerely:
"Sister Houtu, since you have your own ideas, let's forget about going back to the Wu Clan, but the Wu Clan is your home after all, and you can come back often when you feel homesick."

"Perhaps... the witch clan will really need to seek your protection one day in the future."

As the head of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches, although Di Jiang was not as thorough as Houtu, he was vaguely aware of it, but he couldn't make any changes.

The current Wu Clan is like a train running at high speed. It can only rush forward in one go, and it is no longer possible to turn the front of the car.

Nu Wa glanced at the departing Wu clan, but said nothing.

She is capable of helping the Wu Clan, not to mention resolving the calamity, but it is still easy to save most of the Wu Clan.

But what does the Wu Clan have to do with her? Except for Houtu, there are not many people in the Wu Clan who can make her look good.

Moreover, the Wu clan does not respect the sky, the earth, the Taoist ancestors, and only worships Pangu.

To put it bluntly, it is a group of mobs who do not conform to the jurisdiction.

If these mobs are allowed to rule Honghuang, not only will it not be able to bring any help to Honghuang, but it will also accelerate the decline of Honghuang.

Such a group of mobs are just looking at Houtu's face, otherwise she would have taken the initiative to speed up the development of this calamity.

And even if the Wu Clan is not dead now.

When she solves Hongjun in the future and takes charge of the prehistoric way of heaven, there will be no place for this group of mobs.

At most, for Houtu's sake, some of the blood of the Wu clan will be left behind, and they will withdraw from the prehistoric stage of hegemony since then.

Of course, the monster race is similar. Under the leadership of Di Jun, the monster race has occupied the heavenly court. The current monster race claims to be the punishment of the heavens and in charge of the prehistoric world. That Di Jun is even more ambitious and wants to become the only emperor in the prehistoric world. .

If the monster clan really defeated the witch clan and the saint didn't intervene, maybe with Di Jun's ability he could really do this.

At that time, Di Jun can even become a saint by virtue of his great luck.

But it's a pity that what she needs is not an emperor who dominates the prehistoric world, but a balanced and stable prehistoric one.

A prehistoric that can be well controlled is a good prehistoric.

Therefore, the prehistoric world does not need to be unified.

Heaven does not need an overlord.

As for the protagonist of Honghuang, the human race is quite good.

Well, should Hongjun be killed before the calamity erupts?

Nu Wa looked at Shang An beside her and thought.

She doesn't even understand her brother's strength now, but with his help, it won't be a big problem to solve Hongjun's problem.

It can only be said that the Taoist ancestors and Taoist priests of Honghuang are all the same. Although they are harmonious on the surface, they are secretly thinking of killing the other party and monopolizing Honghuang.

Suddenly, Nuwa's expression changed, and anger appeared in her eyes.

"Zunti, dare you!"

Nuwa's figure disappeared into the sea of ​​blood.

"Teacher, what's the matter?" Houtu asked worriedly upon seeing this.

She had never seen the teacher look so angry.

"A small matter, just a few clowns, it will be dealt with quickly."

Shang An explained, but Divine Sense was always paying attention to Nuwa's side.

I'm afraid, someone can't wait to do it!
"need my help?"

With the book of life and death and the pen of reincarnation in hand, Houtu took a fighting stance.

Although she told Dijiang and the others that she could not leave the underworld for the time being, that was just an excuse. She has completely controlled the underworld and the six realms of reincarnation, so there are so many restrictions.

And with her strength close to the Dao of Heaven, coupled with the support of two innate treasures, she is not afraid of Sanqing even if she is alone.

"No need, you can establish order in the underworld with peace of mind, and Xiaowa and I will take care of it."

Shang An shook his head, if Hongjun didn't have any backup, maybe even Xiaowa would not be able to defeat him by himself.

In the virtual sea, Xiaowa followed him and gathered a lot of wool from the world, and his strength is not what it used to be.

……

Mang Mountain, near Luoshui River,
It is only more than ten thousand feet high, and it is just a small hill in the wild.

In terms of aura, it is no better than those blessed places and caves, and there is no great power to open up a dojo here, which is relatively remote.

Wang Shu traveled to the wilderness and came here without knowing it.

"Hey, what is that?"

She saw a golden light shining on the Mang Mountain, but she couldn't see it clearly, as if by chance.

She didn't think much about it, and went to the top of the Mang Mountain. With her quasi-sage peak cultivation base, few people in the prehistoric world could hurt her.

On Mang Mountain,

I don't know when there was an additional dojo, and the source of the golden light was a majestic golden figure in the dojo.

This figure is a bit like the golden body of Buddha in Western religion.

Wang Shu raised a little bit of vigilance in his heart, how could someone open a dojo in Mangshan and even attract her here, there must be something strange about this matter.

She turned around and wanted to retreat, but saw that the dojo had been enveloped by golden light.

"Fellow Taoist Wangshu, you are destined to be with my Western religion!"

The golden light on that figure receded, and the image of the Buddha dissipated, revealing an old face full of compassion.

"Zhunti!" Wang Shu was startled, how could it be Zhunti, and then quickly calmed down, "Zhunti, what do you want to do?"

There is no respect for saints in her words. On the one hand, it must be mentioned that it is uneasy and kind.

On the other hand, she is said to be half a generation older than Zhunti, and she has transformed long before the establishment of the three clans, and they are of the same generation as Zulong, Zuhuang, Zuqilin, and there is Nuwa standing behind her .

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Wang Shu was attracted by the Buddha's light and entered the Taoist temple. He is actually related to my Western religion. Why don't you follow me into the Western world and participate in bliss together."

Zhunti's smile remained the same, but his words were full of temptation, faintly carrying the power of transformation.

"What a quasi-mention, you are really shameless, aren't you afraid that my teacher, Nuwa, will destroy your Western religion?" Wang Shu was furious, why hesitated with the Western religion, it was just setting a trap to lure, it is really shameless .

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Wang Shu still doesn't understand the true meaning of my Buddhism. I can only ask Fellow Daoist Wang Shu to live in the west of me for a while. I believe that Fellow Daoist will understand my painstaking efforts by then."

Zhunti manifested a bodhi icon, eighteen hands, 24 heads, holding a wreath umbrella cover, a flower pot and fish intestines, blessing a divine pestle, a treasure file, a golden bell, a golden bow, a silver halberd, a flag, etc., in his hands The blessed divine pestle with immeasurable Buddha power was the first to call.

This treasure is a middle-grade congenital spiritual treasure, if you hit a person or a god, you will be knocked down.

"Huh!" Wang Shuyi was not afraid, and released a small blue flag in his hand, and suddenly white air hung in the air, shining with golden light, forming a barrier to block Zhunti's attack.

"Oriental Blue Lotus Banner, Emperor Wahuang Daozun actually gave you this magic weapon as well."

Zhunti's attack was blocked, looking at the small blue flag, he was quite envious.

This flag is one of the five congenital flags. It is the best congenital spiritual treasure, good at defending and trapping people. The combination of the five flags is comparable to the congenital treasure.

He is a sage, and the magical tree with the seven treasures refined from the bodhi tree has only reached this level.

The bodhi tree is the ultimate innate spiritual root, which contains innate energy, so after being refined into a magic weapon, it becomes an innate treasure, but there are not many such magic weapons in the whole west, he is poor in the west!

Unlike the Sanqing, there are a lot of Lingbao disciples.

But after today, everything will be different.

Daoist Emperor Wa is about to perish, and he is also determined to win the cyan Baolian Banner.

The eighteen hands hold different spiritual treasures, and they all come together to look at Wangshu. Each spiritual treasure contains a kind of Buddhism, and evolves into a great world of Buddhism.

At this moment, it was as if the great realms of eighteen directions were pressing down, even the barrier of the cyan Baolian Banner couldn't resist it, and it shattered suddenly.

"Fellow Taoist Wangshu, give up resisting. I can entitle you to be the Buddha of Wangshu who has gone through many calamities in the past. Wouldn't it be beautiful to follow the poor monk into the West to participate in my Western magic." Dao, with pervasive bewitching intent in his voice.

The Buddha in the past was one of the three Buddhas of the Western religion that he envisioned, and it would be the existence that will lead the Western religion in the future. If Wang Shu devoted himself to the West, he would certainly be willing to take this Buddha seat.

It's just that Wang Shu is the pinnacle of quasi-sage after all, how can it be so easy to convert, as a disciple of Emperor Wa, how can she value a mere Western Buddha.

Zhunti is going to capture Wangshu first, and then slowly transform it after returning to the West.

"Zunti, don't be delusional!"

Wang Shu took out a blood-red long spear, and the immeasurable ferocity spread across the entire dojo in an instant, and the golden light covering the dojo began to become unstable. She stabbed out with a spear, as if the way of killing came, and the endless killing energy condensed on the gun body , Frozenly, Zhunti staggered, and one arm directly turned into nothingness.

"It turned out to be a god-killing gun, what a treasure! What a treasure!" Zhunti was not angry but happy. He had eighteen hands in his Dharma body. What's the matter with one less, and it's not like he can't grow any more.

The key is this God Killing Spear!

If he could get this spear, the supreme treasure of innate killing and the number one killing in the wild, he would no longer have to fear the Sanqing in combat.

I thought it would be a hard job to be assigned as a bait, but I didn't expect it to be a very good job!

You must know that when arranging the task before, it has been said that all the magic weapons on Wang Shu belong to him from the Western religion, and now he wants to take this god-killing gun, Sanqing can't say anything.

Anyway, being a bait is nothing more than being beaten up, and the saint is immortal in the wild.

Even though Wang Shu was holding a god-killing gun, he still couldn't compare with Zhun Ti.

The gap between a saint and a quasi-sage is too great. Even with the God-killing Spear in hand, it can only make her and Zhunti survive a few tricks.

This is due to her own profound morality, and ordinary quasi-sages have absolutely no resistance in the hands of saints.

She groaned secretly in her heart, as one of the oldest goddesses in the prehistoric world, her mind was naturally not stupid, and Houtu was able to become a senior sister only because her apprenticeship was before her.

This must have dared to take her away forcibly at the risk of the teacher Nuwa's wrath. He definitely has the confidence. The saint is not a stunned young man.

And who can give him this confidence is only the Taoist Hongjun who is also known as the teacher.

I'm afraid... this is a game against the teacher!
"Zunti, dare you!"

(End of this chapter)