The Slaughter Demon Lord of the Wilderness

Chapter 108 Zhunti's Calculation: Houtu!

At this moment, in the prehistoric west, on Mount Sumeru, this is the only holy place in the west, other than that, the rest of the place is extremely desolate, on the top of the mountain, two figures are also looking out, welcoming , Zhunti, these are the two sages of the West. Their eyes can see through millions of miles, and the scene that happened just now fell into their eyes.

"The Lich War is not far away." Jieyin sighed.

"Ah."

Zhunti nodded, fell silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "However, this is not enough. I'm afraid we still need to plan. The calamity is coming. Although it is a great calamity, it is also the time to redistribute the luck of the world!"

"Junior brother, you... what do you mean?"

Jieyin's expression changed suddenly, and he said: "Junior brother, don't act recklessly. Teacher Hongjun said that saints are not allowed to meddle in the catastrophe of liches!"

"Brother, don't worry! The teacher's words, the younger brother naturally dare not disobey, but the teacher also said, as long as we don't violate the general trend of the world, we can still make a plan from it. Guiding the general trend of the heavens is also a great merit!" Zhun Ti Smiled lightly.

"This... well. I don't know what the younger brother will do?" Jieyin sighed, knowing his own situation in the west, and asked.

"Senior Brother, the Liches and Demons have profound backgrounds. I'm afraid that even if it is a great calamity war, it will be difficult for them to truly fall. Among other things, Di Jun and Di Jiang are full-fledged heroes. If they survive the calamity, they may all be able to prove the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal!" Zhunti said with his eyes flickering slightly.

"Well, that's true. Both of them have great wisdom and great perseverance. If it weren't for bad luck, they might really prove Hunyuan like Styx... I don't know what the younger brother is going to do?" Jie Yin nodded and said .

"Haha! Brother, this is difficult to say, but it is not difficult. I wonder if the brother has noticed that there are still some incompleteness in this prehistoric world?" Zhunti laughed.

"Incomplete? Junior brother is saying that... reincarnation?" Jie Yin's pupils shrank slightly, and said in a deep voice.

"It's this reincarnation that hasn't evolved yet! I have calculated the secret, and the birth of this reincarnation is precisely in the ancestor of the witch clan..." Zhun Ti said.

"hiss……"

Jieyin took a breath, fixed his eyes on Zhunti and said: "Junior brother, this reincarnation is not a trivial matter. If you want to make such an idea, I'm afraid..."

"Brother, how can there be a big reward without a big risk? The establishment of this reincarnation is a great merit! We have made great ambitions to establish a religion and become a saint, and we owe too much to become a saint by borrowing the merits of heaven, and this happens to be a Opportunity!" Zhunti's expression was firm, apparently having made up his mind.

"Ugh……"

Jieyin sighed again, knowing that this matter could not be stopped, Zhunti had made up his mind and could only let him do it, I hope there will be no accidents!

As the years passed, the atmosphere in the prehistoric world became more and more solemn, and the smoke of war gradually shrouded it, making it extremely depressing!

On this day, the Houtu tribe, one of the twelve major tribes of the Witch Clan, was outside. Suddenly, there was a slight buzzing sound, and there was a ripple in the void, and then a vague figure walked out of it, surrounded by dao lights, with an obscure and terrifying aura. The top seems to be connected to a mysterious space-time, in which endless golden dao lights flow like water.

"What a ancestral witch and empress soil, I really didn't expect that it was hidden so deep, that it grew to this level without a sound, and it is not much worse than Di Jiang. If she is given time, wouldn't she also have a chance to achieve it? Hunyuan?"

The person who arrived was naturally Zhunti, the Western Saint. At this time, his eyes were like torches. Through the barrier, he saw Houtu who was cultivating in the tribal palace, and couldn't help but marvel.

"But it's nothing. The saints are all ants, and if they don't become Hunyuan for a day, there will be no troubles after all."

Zhunti's pupils narrowed slightly, he had already made a decision, and immediately he pinched the magic formula in his hand, and the golden lights converged to form strange runes one by one, which disappeared into the void.

In the tribal palace, Houtu was meditating on cultivation, but suddenly, Houtu felt a violent throbbing in her heart, as if some crisis was coming, the feeling almost suffocated her, her face changed suddenly, and she was about to get up.

However, at this moment, suddenly a golden rune rushed out of the void, like lightning, and instantly sank into her body, and this was just the beginning, one after another golden rune seemed endless , rushing out from the void.

This scene was extremely astonishing and shocking. Countless golden runes flew out of the void, and all of them entered Houtu's body, but Houtu was powerless to resist. Allowing those golden light runes to enter his body was terrifying to the extreme!
"Buzz!"

The golden light gradually dissipated, and Hou Tu fell into a deep sleep, very peaceful, as if nothing happened just now.

"Huh? This is me, asleep?"

After waking up, Houtu couldn't remember the horrible scene at all, as if those memories had been sealed and erased, he was a little confused, but he really couldn't remember what happened, and checked it several times There was nothing wrong with him, so he could only let it go in the end and temporarily suppress this doubt in his heart.

"I'm going to take a walk outside the tribe. For the next period of time, it's up to you to manage the affairs of the tribe for the time being!"

A few more days later, on this day, Houtu suddenly felt disturbed for a while, so he summoned some great witches and told them to speak.

"Yes, Lord Zuwu!"

Although the big witches are strange, now that the battle is imminent, the ancestor witches of Houtu want to go outside for a walk?But for the Wu Clan, Zu Wu's orders are everything, so they naturally didn't dare to say anything, and they all agreed.

So, just like that, Houtu came out of the tribe and began to walk on the prehistoric land, and the moment he left the tribe, Houtu felt that the tense and anxious mood seemed to be slowly relieved.

Houtu smiled lightly, without any doubts anymore, he just thought that he had been in the tribe for too long and was depressed, so he really relaxed and began to enjoy this rare relaxing time.

"Houtu, hehe, go! Nether world, that is your destination, incarnation of reincarnation, benefiting all beings, can be regarded as accumulating great merit for your Wu Clan! After the calamity, the Wu Clan can still retain some vitality foundation, no matter what! As for extermination!"

Looking at Houtu who was gradually going away, Zhunti's figure gradually blurred, and soon disappeared into the void.

(End of this chapter)