Many children, many blessings, the great witch of blood will dominate the world!

Chapter 117: The Tao Ancestor finally divided the treasure, Sanqing is gone, the advantage is mine

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Fenbaoyan spreads the law of heaven and flies through the sky crazily, leaving a trace in the sky.

This scene is extremely shocking. You must know that Hongjun is the most powerful saint in the world.

Even he was intimidated and had to secretly pass on the magic weapon. One can imagine how domineering and vicious the witch sect is.

The Fuxi brothers and sisters took a deep breath and were so surprised that they came back to their senses for a long time.You can't afford to offend him. The current Wu clan really can't afford to offend him. Even Hongjun's scalp goes numb when he sees it.

"I'm so sleepy, I'm giving you a pillow. With this red hydrangea in hand, if I can prove the celestial marriage between the Witch Lord and the Taiyin Goddess, how much merit will it bring?" Nuwa lowered her head and muttered, her eyes full of anticipation.

Perhaps, Witch Master Lin Xuan will like the surprise she has prepared.

In the sea of ​​chaos, Chang Xi and Xihe wandered all the way, feeling somewhat disappointed.

I still thought that the saint Nuwa had such great ideas, but it turned out that she was playing football for these reckless men of the Wu clan?

In front of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Demon Emperor, is there any choice?

They only have two sisters, but there are many people in the witch sect.

If Sister Nuwa didn't say anything, it would be better to intervene to rescue the siege. No matter how bad the situation was, she shouldn't have made such a bad idea and persuaded people to go into the fire pit.

"Well, it seems that I can only find a way on my own. It is better to ask for help than to ask for help from others. You still have to be strong on your own."

Chang Xi sighed, with a sad look on his face, "If we are saints, no, even if we are quasi-sage peak giants, we don't have to look at people's faces and try to survive through cracks."

Her face was slumped, and her beautiful face seemed to be stained with a haze that lingered.

The girl on the side gritted her teeth and persuaded: "Sister, why don't we go to the back mountain of the Wu clan and give it a try? Maybe there will really be an opportunity suitable for us?"

Xihe always felt that Nuwa, a dignified saint, would never say anything groundless and deliberately deceive them.

If there is no deep hatred, why bother hurting each other, and why should women embarrass women?

"Haha, little sister, you are too young. If you really have the chance, Sister Nuwa would have had her beard cut off long ago. Who will get us girls?" Chang Xi shook his head slowly, understanding everything.

Upon hearing this, Xihe's mood sank to the bottom. Could it be that he really had no choice but to leave the Demon Court?

Swah——

At this time, an extremely magnificent picture came into view.

I saw that Baoyan coming and going in a hurry. In the disbelief eyes of the two women, he threw the red hydrangea and the map of mountains and rivers at the door, then turned and left.

The sky is auspicious, and the sun is shining.

"Sister, this..." Xihe looked confused. This must be a coincidence. As soon as they came to visit, Daozu distributed rewards. It was a very auspicious day.

"It's the decree of Taoist Hongjun. The red hydrangea seems to have a lot to do with us." Chang Xi's eyes brightened and he watched for a moment.

Although they were not the ones who got the opportunity, this fully shows that Saint Nuwa's luck is extremely powerful, and perhaps the secret she said is true.

With this thought in mind, the two of them looked at each other and saw anticipation and curiosity on each other's faces.

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The two women did not hesitate, shattered the space, and fled in the direction of Buzhou Mountain.

Even if you fall under the sect of the Twelve Ancestors, no matter how bad the outcome is, it won't be much worse. You will get married anyway, and you will die knowingly.

On the other side, in every corner of the ancient world, Zixiao's three thousand guests had gained something more or less, and they were immediately grateful to Saint Hongjun and fell to the ground.On this day, Fenbaoyan was very busy, running around, always on guard for the Twelve Ancestral Witches to descend in the air, and would give it a try at any time.The present prehistoric period is too dangerous!
Mount Sumeru, the Second Buddhist Buddha of the West - Taoist Taoists Jie Yin and Zhunti received the Golden Lotus of Merits, the Green Lotus Treasure Color Banner, and some miscellaneous spiritual treasures to strengthen their appearance.

The Golden Mother of Yaochi got the plain cloud flag, and Taiqing got the flame light flag off the ground.

Yuanshi received the Qingyun of the Heavens, the Immortal Clothes of Tai Chi and Bagua...

But Taoist Tongtian received the most, and he was simply favored by thousands of people.

Hunyuan Golden Dou, 24 Dinghai Pearls, Four Elephants Tower, Four Swords of Zhuxian...

Looking at the third brother who was full of bowls, Taiqing and Yuanshi felt a little numb and their eyes were red.Those who didn't know better thought that the third brother was the teacher's illegitimate son.

However, they naturally saw that the Four Immortal Swords were weapons of killing with great cause and effect, unlike the Tai Chi Diagram and the Pangu Flag, which were innate treasures that could suppress their own luck and gain immeasurable merit.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Heavenly Dao compensates Junior Brother Tongtian with such extra compensation.

The two of them looked at each other with emotion and bowed gratefully in the direction Fen Baoyan left:

"Thank you teacher for giving me this treasure. We will definitely strengthen our Taoist sect, even if we die."

At this moment, with the material airdrop from Zixiao Palace, the three of them were full of ambition. They felt that they were capable again, and their self-confidence was inflated to the extreme.

From this wave of funding alone, several top-quality innate spiritual treasures were harvested, the innate five-element flags were almost collected, and brother Taiqing was innately invincible.

If Gouzhu continues to practice for millions of years, what will the Wumen do to fight with their Pangu sect?

Behind my brother is the support of Taoist Hongjun, but behind the Wumen is an air wall. This time I win, the advantage lies with me.

"Hmph, even the ant witch sect is worthy of stealing our Hongmeng Purple Qi. Sooner or later, we will get it back."

"The ancestral witches don't cultivate their souls, so it's useless for them to hold it in their hands. They're just keeping it for us temporarily!"

"I would like to see if the so-called witch master really has three heads and six arms. Is he more powerful than a saint? How dare he repeatedly plot against our brothers!"

Sanqing's eyes were on fire, his fighting spirit was high, and his eyes were full of expectation and expansion.

If they couldn't defeat him temporarily, they would have wanted to go to Mount Buzhou immediately.

But now that we have the magic weapon given by Dao Ancestor, we can unite the forces of the entire Demon Court and the Witch Slayer Alliance to eradicate the blood voodoo tumor, which is just around the corner!

Thinking of this, the faces and eyes of the three Taiqing people became brighter, and they were no longer as depressed as before.

"It seems that Teacher Hongjun has not forgotten us. The people of Wumen are already like grasshoppers after the autumn, and they won't be able to jump around for much longer." Yuanshi Tianzun nodded and smiled, with confidence in his heart.

After refining and mastering Zhutian Qingyun, he felt that his defensive ability had increased more than a hundred times. There was no dead end and he could suppress all enemies with just one thought.

If the third chapter of Zixiao Palace were to happen again, and the ancestral witch dared to attack again, he was confident that he would beat the opponent to the ground with teeth!
It's a pity. If only the magic weapons had been distributed earlier, Hongmeng Zi Qi would not have been snatched away by the Wumen.

Taiqing sighed and snorted coldly:

"Everything that belongs to our brothers should be taken back. The innate gourd vine and the created green lotus are all belonging to our Pangu sect. The Wumen are just clowns who keep them for a while."

At this moment, selfish desire and jealousy were causing the evil, and the three of them were all a little bit crazy, looking forward to attaining enlightenment and becoming a saint as soon as possible, so as to bring down the witch sect.

If the Wu clan hadn't interfered during Daozu's sermon, their brothers would have gotten more!
Forget about the innate gourd, the magic weapon formed by the splitting of the Green Lotus is related to the path to enlightenment, and makes people hate it so much that they can grind their teeth!

(End of this chapter)