Honghuang: My wife Nuwa and the cute baby make trouble in Zixiao Palace

It was confirmed that Xiao Mengmeng was really the daughter of Li Changsheng and Hou Tu.

The ancestral witches were even happier.

So they all started to make their niece happy.

I gave a lot of gifts to Xiao Mengmeng.

Xiao Mengmeng glanced at Xiao Gutu with a hidden show.

Xiaotangtang grabbed Ruowan Changsheng's hand and let out a cry.

What’s so good about the things from the Hanhan witch clan?

Daddy gave me a baby from Yingzhou Island!

When the time comes, I will go to Sanxian Island to kill you!

After coaxing Xiao Mengmeng for a while.

The ancestral witches finally remembered business.

Communicated with Hou Tu about the situation of the underworld and the Wu clan.

It is learned that Hou Tu now controls the tunnel and can enter and exit the underworld freely.

The ancestral witches were very happy.

Fortunately, the little girl was not restrained by Hongjun.

But this is still thanks to Taoist Fellow Changsheng.

If Taoist Fellow Changsheng hadn’t followed his words.

Let the Divine Wheel of Heaven turn around and hit Hongjun, and everything is hard to say.

At this time, Time Ancestor Wu Zhu Jiuyin asked curiously.

"Then what level of strength is my little sister now?"

Hou Tu smiled slightly.

"Second brother, I am now in the fifth level of Hunyuan."

"In terms of Dao realm strength, he should be the strongest under Hongjun."

Nuwa was shocked and envious when she heard this.

Hou Tu's Taoist realm is really much higher than hers.

But there is nothing we can do about it, Hou Tu is the authentic controller.

She is just an ordinary heavenly saint and can only be envied.

Li Changsheng nodded slightly.

Hou Tu's Taoist realm was not much different from what he expected.

But Hou Tu's status is very high.

The realm of Hunyuan Fifth Heaven is just an appearance.

As long as Houtu has the blessing of authentic divine power, his strength will be raised to an extremely high level.

Enough to compete with Tiandao Hongjun.

I heard that Hou Tu was the strongest saint under Hongjun.

The Eleventh Ancestral Witch was immediately overjoyed.

The Demon Clan already lost the saint Nuwa, but now the Witch Clan has a descendant who has become a saint.

It can completely defeat everything below Hongjun.

In this Lich War, wouldn't it mean that the demon clan would be killed in seconds?

Zhu Rong couldn't help laughing.

"We will attack the Demon Court now!"

"Destroy the entire demon clan!"

"I have long disliked those two flat-haired birds."

Other ancestral witches had the same idea.

The lich is the enemy.

If you have the chance, of course you have to completely turn the car over to the other side!

Di Jiang also smiled.

"We can indeed prepare to send troops to attack the Demon Court."

"This battle will destroy the demon clan!"

The ancestral witches are full of fighting spirit.

I wish I could kill the Demon Court now.

At this time.

Little Tangtang was unhappy.

Why do these idiots from the Wu tribe know how to fight all day long?

If we fight every day, will the prehistoric times not be affected?

Shouldn't I spend time repairing the bad things?

Very tired, okay?

Besides, dad is upgrading the prehistoric world and stabilizing the world, isn't it okay to let you yohans free your hands and tear down your family?

Little Tangtang watched unhappily as the ancestral witches discussed the Third Lich War animatedly.

He tugged on Li Changsheng's sleeve.

"Dad, please tell them not to fight, okay?"

"We must love peace."

Little Tangtang said coquettishly.

Li Changsheng was amused when he heard this.

The little girl also knows how to love peace.

But Li Changsheng actually had the same idea as Xiao Tangtang.

Li Changsheng himself was not interested in fighting and killing.

Although the lich is a mortal enemy, this is due to calamity.

The original path taken by the prehistoric calamity was not quite right.

Now that Prehistoric can be upgraded, there is no need to follow the old path.

Therefore, even if the calamity is measured, the two races do not have to be divided into life and death.

If he insists on fighting and killing, that will suit Hongjun's wishes.

In fact, both the Lich and Lich clans have their own better paths to take.

Don’t say anything else.

Now Houtu has complete control over the tunnel.

All eleven ancestral witches have become authentic saints, transcending beyond calamity.

Wouldn't that be great?

Those twelve saints, not to mention the demon clan, even Hongjun would not dare to pay attention to them. So Li Changsheng interrupted.

"Fellow Taoists, why do you insist on fighting against the demon clan?"

The Eleventh Ancestral Witch was stunned when he heard this.

Liches are mortal enemies. Isn't it normal to fight them alive and to death?

However, Zhu Jiuyin, the wise man among the ancestral witches, reacted.

Understand that Li Changsheng's words will not be without purpose.

He asked curiously.

"What do you think, fellow Taoist Changsheng?"

Li Changsheng smiled lightly.

"In Pindao's opinion, the Witch Clan doesn't need to care about the Demon Clan at all."

"Fighting with the monster clan, but falling into the inferior position."

"Why not consider a better path?"

The twelve ancestral witches all asked out of curiosity.

"What's a better way?"

Li Changsheng smiled slightly.

"Since Houtu has taken control of the tunnel, why don't the Twelve Ancestral Witches consider becoming tunnel saints?"

"Once the Witch Clan has twelve saints, the Monster Clan will be like ants to the Witch Clan."

"Why should I care?"

As soon as this statement came out.

It was like a bolt from the blue.

The blast shocked everyone present.

I couldn't calm down for a long while.

Twelve saints! ?

Nuwa never expected that Li Changsheng would come up with such a subversive idea.

We really want the Witch Clan to remove the twelve saints!

Not only is this something that the demon clan doesn’t dare to mess with, this completely overturns the prehistoric pattern.

You must know that there are only eight Heavenly Saints including Hongjun of the River Styx.

Who can bear it if there are twelve tunnels at once?

Hou Tu's beautiful eyes are shining.

I think Li Changsheng’s idea is excellent!

After establishing the cycle of reincarnation, Hou Tu actually didn't like fighting.

Especially when the calamity swept innocent lives.

It made her feel very compassionate.

But Hou Tu couldn't find a good solution. Her brother and sister insisted on fighting the witch-lich war, so she could only support them.

Now Li Changsheng proposed the idea of ​​becoming a genuine saint.

It's simply a perfect way out!

You know, the witch clan now also has Yuan Shen, as long as there is Hongmeng purple qi.

Not to mention the genuine saint, even the heavenly saint can become one!

After becoming a saint, transcending the calamity, do you still care about the demon clan?

The eleven ancestor witches looked at each other when they heard this.

Fellow Taoist Changsheng proposed this idea.

It's simply shocking.

It's something they dare not even think about.

How difficult is it to become a saint?

Why did Fellow Taoist Changsheng say it so easily?

Zhu Jiuyin heard what Li Changsheng said.

His heart was also shocked.

But then he remembered something.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Fellow Daoist Changsheng, this method is good."

"But we are different from my younger sister. Where can we get the Hongmeng Purple Qi to prove the Dao and become a saint?"

Hou Tu's proof of the Dao is to evolve the Dao, and does not need the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

But the remaining Dao saints cannot do without the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

The other ancestor witches have the same view.

Hou Tu and Nuwa also felt regretful.

Yes, without the Hongmeng Purple Qi, how can you become a saint?

Hongjun can control the number of saints, isn't it because of the Hongmeng Purple Qi?

Seeing that everyone became lighter.

Li Changsheng smiled slightly.

"Hongmeng Purple Qi?"

"I have it."

Li Changsheng actually has the Hongmeng Purple Qi, a supreme divine object in the prehistoric world? !

Nuwa and the twelve ancestor witches were all shocked when they heard it.

But soon they reacted.

What fellow Daoist Changsheng has should have originally belonged to the Red Cloud Dao.

Zhu Jiuyin couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Even if Taoist Changsheng is willing to take out a strand of Hongmeng purple qi."

"That's not enough for the eleven ancestor witches."

Nuwa and Houtu also sighed.

One strand, but it's not enough.

However.

But Li Changsheng's mouth curled up with a faint smile.

"Who said I only have one strand of Hongmeng purple qi?"