I, Xihe, the strongest female emperor

“Well, the power of the saint is really unfathomable!”

The boss of the twelve ancestral witches, Di Jiang also nodded solemnly.

“We haven’t seen this person Hongjun, and we don’t know who he is, but according to his strength cultivation, Hongjun should be a great power born in the last great calamity, or even earlier!”

As soon as Di Jiang’s words came out, all the ancestors and witches were silent, they all felt that Di Jiang’s words were reasonable, Hongjun can become holy now, it must be an outbreak that has been accumulated for countless years, and that Hongjun must be a creature in the primeval era.

Such a long-standing power, even with the arrogance of the witch race, has to be valued, valued, and valued.

You must know that in the primeval era, these ancestors and witches have not yet been born, how can they compare with such big people who have traversed the world in endless years?

“For the 3,000-year sermon that Hongjun said, do you think we should go?” Di Jiang looked at the ancestors and said slowly.

As soon as Di Jiang’s words came out, the Pangu Hall was suddenly silent, although Hongjun had already walked in front of them, but after all, the twelve ancestral witches were a proud race, and they were also proud descendants of Pangu, born with their own exercises, and now if they want to listen to Hongjun, this is a little reluctant to make them.

“Brothers, sisters, I think we should still go.” At this time, a woman wearing a goose yellow palace costume said crisply.

“Oh, Houtu, why do you think so?” Di Jiang looked at his youngest sister curiously.

That’s right, this woman in the yellow palace costume group is Houtu, and she is also the Houtu Supreme of the incarnation of reincarnation in the later life.

“Houtu is right, we must go.”

Houtu had not yet spoken, but Candle Jiuyin spoke first.

Candle Jiuyin is a rare wise man in the Wu clan, and Dijiang often consults with Candle Jiuyin to do things. At the same time, the Candle Nine Yin Palm Time Law is also very strong, and it is also the second strongest of the Wu Clan!

“But, second brother! We Wu Clan don’t have a Yuan God, so we won’t cultivate at all, and even if we go, it’s useless!” ”

Zhu Rong asked his questions. Zhurong’s question was also the doubts of the rest of the ancestral witches, and one by one, the ancestral witches all fell on the bodies of Candle Jiuyin and Houtu.

Candle Jiuyin smiled slightly, and replied: “This time Hongjun preached in the Zixiao Palace, those powerful people will definitely go, we are going, not to listen to how much Dao, but to meet those powerful people in the Flood Barren World, it is time for my Wu Clan to appear in the Flood Barren World.” ”

Candle Jiuyin said, and a brilliant essence could not help but flash in his wise eyes.

…….

A place rich in spiritual energy in the Flood Barren World, Jun, the camp of monsters and beasts temporarily stabilized by Donghuang Taiyi.

A stream of light streaked through the sky, fell, and turned into a person within the camp

“Taiyi, you’re back.”

Di Jun did not smile at Ying’s second brother, but his face was solemn.

“Big brother, this person is very strong, very strong.”

Donghuang Taiyi also knew that Emperor Jun’s solemnity must be Hongjun, who had just become a saint, and his handsome face was also full of solemnity, and a trace of palpitations flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly.

“Yes!”

Donghuang Taiyi’s words made Di Jun slightly shocked, Di Jun knew that his younger brother had always been very arrogant, and he was absolutely confident in his strength, but now he actually said such words, obviously, Hongjun’s strength is already unfathomable.

After a moment of silence, Di Jun sighed and said, “It seems that the Flood Barren World is indeed huge!” I never thought that there were such strong people in this world, we are really lonely! Since he wants to preach, naturally we have to listen! ”

Donghuang Taiyi, Bai Ze and the others nodded solemnly.

…….

Kunlun Mountain.

Looking at the place where Hongjun was holy, Sanqing was silent, Lao Tzu Lao Zhi calculated that he did not show anything, and the primitive and tongtian seemed that some cities were not enough, and their faces were unwilling.

“The way of cultivation, the master is the teacher, let’s go.”

Without waiting for Primordial and Tongtian, Lao Tzu directly hammered the final word.

……

Five Zhuangguan.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the sky: “Hongyun, did you say we were going?” ”

Beside him was a man wearing a red robe, this person was the famous old good man of the Hong Wilderness, the Ancestor of Hongyun.

“Go, definitely go.” Hongyun Laozu replied.

……

In the sea of blood in the Hong Barren Waste, a figure carrying two divine swords also flew towards the sky.

……

Western continent.

Two figures also flew out.

……

Taiyin Holy Realm.

Xi He naturally also noticed the changes in the Flood Barren Continent, and also heard Hongjun’s preaching.

“Is the Great World coming?”

“This time, Ben Di wants to see the Heavenly Dao, Hongjun, how the two of you deal with Ben Di.”

“……”

After the breakthrough, Xihe discovered the extraordinary of the Hong Wilderness, as if there was a trace of aura attracted by it, so she also began to secretly plan. _

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