God: I have a wild world!

Chapter 119 [Future No.13 quasi-sage]

"That's not easy to do. We'll go to his Dijun's wedding when the time comes."

Ruo Shou said, with a malicious smile on his face.

"Well, we have to destroy this heavenly marriage, but we can't do it ourselves, otherwise we will be provoking a Lich War."

Dijiang said.

"That's not easy. Take Lei Hong from my tribe and let him find a chance to clean up all the demon gods in the demon court!"

Qiangliang Zuwu said proudly.

His tribe can now be said to be coming from behind, and the promoted Da Luo Jinxian level great witch overwhelmed all the heroes, and suddenly became the most powerful great witch among the witch clan, which made him feel proud.

"I think it's fine."

The ancestor witch of Hou Tu also echoed.

"The last time I offered a sacrifice to the God of Creation, the God of Creation sent an envoy to bestow favor on him. The envoy is him, Lei Hong."

Houtu ancestral witch told other ancestral witches about it.

"So that's the case, no wonder this kid's cultivation has improved so quickly."

The rest of the ancestral witches nodded their heads one after another when they heard the words, with a feeling of sudden enlightenment appearing on their faces.

Before, they were very curious about the reason why Lei Hong was able to improve his strength so quickly, but now that they knew the reason, they felt more at ease.

"What did the God of Creation give you?"

Zhu Rong asked, feeling a little curious.

"soul!"

Although Houtu Zuwu's words were calm, there was an uproar in the hearts of all Zuwu.

The biggest flaw of the Wu Clan is that they don't have a primordial spirit. For this reason, they also searched for ways to make up for it, but none of them worked.

After all, the primordial spirit is born, even a quasi-sage, or even a sage of heaven can't create it. I didn't expect the God of Creation to create this thing and give it to Houtu to make up for this defect.

"I think the God of Creation is worthy of our trust. The witches in my tribe are already praying every day according to the method in the Creation Prayer Induction."

Houtu Zuwu said.

There was a complicated look in Di Jiang's eyes: "Then let the Wu people in your tribe try it first, if it is really useful, and there is no bad effect.

Then it will be promoted to all Wu Clans to enhance the overall strength of our Wu Clans. "

"it is good."

Houtu Ancestral Witch nodded, she also thought so before.

"Qiang Liang, go and call Lei Hong over, let us have a good look at the rising star of our Wu Clan, and see if he can take on this important task!"

Di Jiang spoke.

"Bring here?"

There was a questioning look on Qiangliang's face.

"Ah."

Di Jiang nodded.

The Ancestral Witch Hall is located in the middle of Buzhou Mountain. It has always been the residence of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and no other witch clan has ever been allowed to set foot here.

Now Di Jiang intends to make an exception and let Lei Hong come here. For Lei Hong, it is also a kind of affirmation and a kind of honor.

Of course, the biggest reason is that Lei Hong's strength and potential are good enough.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches almost regarded Lei Hong as the No. 13 quasi-sage in the future of the Witch Clan, which was naturally different from other great witches.

Lei Hong took a walk around the Qiangliang tribe to experience the changes of the Wu tribe over the past few thousand years.

But at this time, a stream of fiery red light galloped from a distance, and fell in front of Lei Hong like a meteor.

"Brother Xingtian..."

Lei Hong greeted him.

"Uh... big brother, you have broken through again... two small realms!"

When we parted last time, Lei Hong was only at the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian. Xing Tian closed a small test and refined the ten drops of ancestral witch blood. Unexpectedly, Lei Hong was already a strong man in the late stage of Da Luo Jinxian.

Not only did his cultivation catch up to him, but he even overtook him, which really surprised Xing Tian.

"It's just a coincidence."

Lei Hong said modestly.

"I, Xing Tian, ​​have never served anyone except my Father God and the Ancestral Witch in my life. You are the first one. You are too monstrous. From now on, don't call me big brother. Let's call each other by name."

Xing Tian said.

Previously, his cultivation base and age surpassed Lei Hong's, and he had the audacity to ask Lei Hong to call him "big brother", but now that Lei Hong's cultivation base is stronger than him, Xing Tian naturally has no face to continue asking Lei Hong to call him "big brother".

"This……"

Lei Hong felt a little embarrassed when he heard that, after all, when he was weak, Xing Tian had generously helped him.

Although Jiuying's head was not a precious thing to him, Lei Hong always kept this affection in his heart.

"Our witch clan believes in the strong. Besides, I don't have the thick skin to let someone with a stronger cultivation base than me call me big brother. That's it!"

Xing Tian smiled.

"Then...Xing Tian, ​​why did you come to see me this time?"

Lei Hong said that at first he felt a little awkward.

"Didn't we slaughter the nine infants last time in Wuzhuang Temple? I said I would refine a belt and give it to you. Now that the refining is done, the craftsmanship is not good. Don't be disgusted, haha."

Xing Tian smiled, and handed Lei Hong a fiery red belt that was as crystal clear as gold and jade.

Lei Hong found that this belt was comparable to the mid-grade Houtian Lingbao, and even more precious than the one Xing Tian was wearing now.

"This is the main head among the nine heads of Jiuying, and the quality is considered to be the best."

Xing Tian also saw the doubt in Lei Hong's eyes and explained.

"Thank you Great Witch Xingtian, then I will be disrespectful!"

Lei Hong said that he knew that Xing Tian had a bold personality and didn't like too much etiquette, so he didn't shirk it, but took it directly.

"Haha, as long as you don't dislike it!"

Xing Tian laughed loudly.

At this time, there was a slight fluctuation in the void, and Qiangliang Zuwu walked out of it.

"What are you laughing at, so happy?"

"I have seen the Qiangliang ancestor witch."

Lei Hong and Xing Tian saluted.

"Ah."

"Lei Hong, the ancestral witches have something to do with you, and I want you to go to the ancestral witch hall with me."

Qiangliang Zuwu's speech was still straight to the point, simple and direct.

When Lei Hong heard this, he was slightly startled and felt guilty.

After all, his current cultivation level is nothing more than Daluo Jinxian, and he faced the Houtu Ancestral Witch not long ago as the envoy of the Creation God.

If the ancestral witches let him pass this time and press him about the identity of the God of Creation, it would be a big crisis for him.

A quasi-sage is a quasi-sage after all, and his ability to deduce and calculate is extremely strong. If he fabricates it, there is a high possibility that he will be deduced into loopholes.

But now that the arrow is on the string, Zu Wu has already summoned him, and he has no choice but to go.

Lei Hong stabilized his mind, nodded and said: "Okay."

"In that case, then I won't nag you anymore, goodbye!"

Xing Tian said.

"Farewell."

Lei Hong also clasped his fists at Xing Tian and said.

"You have broken through another level, you are really evil, yes, you have given me a face, haha."

Qiang Liang Patriarch Wu smiled and patted Lei Hong on the shoulder, and then Lei Hong felt the stars shifting, and the scenery around him quickly blurred.

(End of this chapter)