Hong Huang Hou Yi, the Arrow God

Tearing Chaos Space? What a powerful perception of the laws of space…

All the saints were shocked when they saw Hou Yi’s powerful spatial use energy! Because the chaotic space is not as flexible as the flood waste, as a saint, it is difficult for them to be as flexible as Houyi!

Even in the depths of chaos, not to mention that the laws of space cannot be compared with Houyi, even the actual combat ability, it must not be comparable to Houyi, right?

The frightened saints asked themselves, glanced at each other, did not shake Hao Tianyao Pond, and left separately.

Hao Tianyao Chi looked at each other and smiled bitterly in his heart, is this the Six Saints that Hongjun Dao Ancestor ordered them to find help?

The future Jade Emperor Mother reluctantly went to the chaos and went to the Heavenly Court to clean up the mess.

Buzhou Mountain ruins, Pangu Hall is located here!

In the past, there were not a few Wu Clan who stayed in front of Pangu Hall to guard Pangu Hall, but now, there is no guard, and it looks desolate and lonely.

Fortunately, Pangu Hall is not afraid of thieves, and even Hongjun Daozu cannot enter, which is the reason why the Wu Clan is relieved.

Hou Yi looked at Pangu Hall, and his heart was not a taste. How strong the Wu clan was back then, with an army of tens of billions of witches, but now, there are less than 800,000 left.

This is really one out of ten!

Hou Yi’s heartache stems from the heartache of the true spirit, there is Pangu blood in his body, the Wu clan is all blood relatives of his clan, and the clan is about to be extinguished, how can Hou Yi have a good time in his heart.

Yang Tian sighed, looking at the no longer Buzhou Mountain, leaving the lonely Pangu Hall, Houyi Yangtian howled angrily, showing the true body of the demon god, and suddenly hugged the Pangu Hall on his shoulder.

This is also because he is a Wu clan, born in Pangu Hall, Pangu Hall is close to him, if Houyi was not born here, as a Pangu bloodline, he may be attacked by Pangu’s will.

Hou Yi picked up the Pangu Hall, walked step by step to where the sea of blood was, walked into the prefecture, came to the foot of Buzhou Mountain again, put down the Pangu Hall, and pushed the door in.

Houyi! You are finally here, tell me quickly, after I and the Xuanxian Buddha blew ourselves up, what happened to the Wu Clan, did it defeat the Demon Clan, and the rest of the brothers? What about the Wu people?

Looking at the Dijiang Xuanxian doppelganger he refined, Hou Yi was silent, and sighed in his heart, although it seems that the two ancestral witches survived, is this still the former ancestral witch? Houyi felt sad in his heart.

Houyi, you said it! What happened after Xuan Hao and I blew ourselves up?

After the two of us blew ourselves up, we couldn’t get out of the Father God Temple, do you want to kill me in a hurry…

Alas! Emperor Jiang Ancestral Witch, Xuanlu Ancestral Witch, Lich Demon Tribulation has passed, my Wu Clan can be regarded as victorious, but it is also a miserable victory!

There is not one in ten Wu tribes, and the only ancestors who participated in the war are Candle Nine Yin Ancestral Witch and Strong Liang Ancestral Witch, plus you, the missing Punishment Heaven, and the Zhu Rong who was pressed by me under the Buzhou Mountain, our clan brothers, there are so many left.

What did you say…… Luxe Bi Corpse, Tianwu, Ju Mang, Bei Harvest, Yizi, all five brothers are dead?

Di Jiang grabbed Hou Yi’s arm in disbelief, his eyes widened, and he stared at Hou Yi like this.

At this time, Xuan Xi cried, crying sadly, because when she blew herself up, she saw Yu Mang die in front of her, but her true spirit consciousness had just gathered back, and she didn’t say anything to Dijiang! She believed what Hou Yi said.

Hearing Xuanxi’s cry, and then Houyi nodded heavily, Di Jiang seemed to drain his strength, sitting on the ground of Pangu Hall, and tears rolled down.

It is said that the boy does not flick tears, but he has not reached the sad place.

The brotherhood of the twelve ancestors for hundreds of millions of years, five died at once, it is strange not to be sad.

Di Jiang was silent and sad and cried for a while, and when he raised his head, his eyes had become blood-red, and he asked again: “Bei Shui and the other five brothers died, did Di Juntai Xiao’er die, and Fuxi Kunpeng?”

Hearing Dijiang’s question, Houyi answered honestly, telling Dijiang that the demon clan had less than a million left, and all the high-level demon saints were dead, only Kunpeng fled, and there was no news after Zhen Yuanzi chased him.

As for Fuxi, only the true spirit was collected by Nuwa Niangniang, and Di Juntai was destroyed.

Ha ha! Good to die, good to die! With Emperor Juntaiyi giving the five brothers a burial, they were relieved to return to the arms of their father.

Di Jiang shouted madly, and then turned to Hou Yi and said: “Hou Yi, you summon my remaining Wu clan, summon Candle Jiuyin and Qiangliang, we will take the children to completely exterminate the demon race, kill Kunpeng, in order to press the five brothers in the spirit of the sky…”

Emperor Jiang Zuwu gritted his teeth and hated to finish speaking, turned around and was about to walk outside the Pangu Hall, Hou Yi stopped Di Jiang in a flash, grabbed him by the collar and said:

“Dijiang, you bastard! Now that my Wu clan has almost perished, you still have to fight…”

Do you know that we lost to the demon race at all, we lost to the saint in the first place!

The war between the two Lich races, if it weren’t for the intervention of the saints, the Wu Clan would have already killed the Demon Clan, if it weren’t for Hongjun Daozu to stop our clan from destroying the sky for the second time, why would the five ancestors die?

Haven’t you figured it out until now? My Wu clan is too strong, and it has already touched the interests of the saints, and you want to bring the Wu clan to appear in the flood, is it to let the Wu clan die?

You treat me honestly, now the Father Temple is also brought into the underground mansion by me, don’t be strong without the strength of a saint, that’s not called bravery, that’s foolish behavior!

All right! I don’t say more, you think about it yourself, my Wu Clan does not come out of the peak existence of the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal, it is best not to match with anyone.

You know, the one who seems to have no desire or desire is not a good type.

The demon god who can survive the Heaven-Opening Tribulation, can stand out from the Demon God Tribulation, kill Luo Xiao, kill the Qiankun Five Elements Yin and Yang, etc., do you think he is a good talking existence?

I have already negotiated with him, and the hell is a witch! Do you want the Wu clan to exterminate the clan, and restrain the clan in the future, in the future, you will be the Nether Emperor, Xuanlu will go to Huangquan Road for Meng Po, let the two bastards of Gonggong Zhurong go to guard the eighteen-layer hell, Qiangliang and Candle Nine Yin Ancestral Witch, I have other arrangements.

After Hou Yi finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed a finger, a message was transmitted to Dijiang, and with a wave of his hand, the Wu army appeared outside the Pangu Hall, took Dijiang Xuanxi out of Pangu Hall, glanced at Dijiang who was feeling the information, nodded to Xuanxi, turned and left the prefecture.

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