My sister is Nuwa

Chapter Two Hundred and Seven: Fuxi Daoist Friends Ask Me!

The Jizo refrigerant was vertical, his eyes were Ling Ran, and the ‘huge’ aura of the Da Luo Golden Immortal level pressed towards the two.

Fuxi: “…”

Houtu: “…”

It’s so embarrassing, how should we open our mouths in this situation?

Not to mention Fuxi, it has been a long time since Houtu became a quasi-saintly capital.

The momentum of this Da Luo Golden Immortal level… It seems that no one has dared to release it for tens of thousands of years.

At the same time, Najizo also threatened coldly: “Two of you, don’t mistake yourself!” ”

Fuxi and Houtu looked at each other.

“Daoist, what do you think?”

“It’s your chance, so I won’t interfere, right?”

“Well, that’s fine.”

Goto nodded, took a step forward, and strolled towards Jizo.

Jizo raised his eyebrows, his ‘strong momentum’ had already been released, this ordinary woman of the Great Luo Golden Immortal actually dared to walk towards him?

This is clearly not wanting to let chance!

Thinking in his heart, Jizo’s eyes instantly turned cold.

Robbing opportunities is a taboo, not to mention robbing people like the West who are so afraid?

“Since Daoist friends are unwilling to give in, then you and I must not do it!”

As soon as the words fell, the mana on Jizo’s body skyrocketed, and a golden Buddha faintly appeared behind him, and that face was Jizo’s face!

Although the strength of the two Western saints is weaker, it does not mean that they are waste.

Together, they created a method – the Vajra Dharma, the golden body of Arhat.

This arhat golden body can not only be used for battle, but even for beheading corpses, so as not to suffer from the scarcity of Western treasures.

Of course, now Jizo is not practicing at home…

But this also gave him incomparable confidence!

“Hmph, ignorant people, Da Luo Golden Immortals, also dare to provoke Saint disciples?” Jizo snorted coldly and stretched out his hand.

Luo Hanjin’s body behind him suddenly trembled, and then suddenly pounced.

At the same time, on Luo Han’s face, his expression changed slightly, and an indescribable resentment suddenly appeared.

Jizo, on the other hand, lowered his eyes slightly.

Vajra glared angrily, and the Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows!

This momentum is already above the ordinary quasi-saint!

And then – snap!

Houtu’s slender hand, flicked gently, and the golden body of the arhat was like a cannonball, and it was fanned out 108,000 li.

Di listened: “…”

Jizo: “…”

The air suddenly fell silent.

Although it is said that Hong Huang can’t look good, but the woman in front of her with such an arm, she fanned such a fierce Luohan golden body into the air…….

This is also really unacceptable.

After a while, Jizo asked dryly, “Dare to ask who the Daoist friend is…”

“Oh, my name is Houtu.” Houtu smiled gently.

The Ancestral Witch of the Land of the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

Jizo’s expression instantly became funny.

Who doesn’t know that the twelve ancestral witches are mainly cultivating the flesh body, and they can resist the innate spirit treasure with the flesh body, and their combat power is comparable to that of quasi-saints.

If it had been before, when he saw the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he would definitely not be as impulsive as he is now.

But who let Fuxi teach the twelve ancestors the cultivation method?

They are now cultivating the Flesh Body while cultivating the Dao, and although the people of the Hong Wilderness also have some body refiners, they are more still cultivating the Dao and practicing Qi.

In other words, the cultivation of qi training is their strongest cultivation.

And then the soil…

Her cultivation of Qi training is already good, and she has enough Daluo Golden Immortals!

But Jizo is a saint disciple, although his cultivation is the same, but who cares about an ordinary Da Luo Golden Immortal?

Jizo… The heart is so empty!

Zu Wu’s combat power is all over the sky, and during the previous Lich War, he also saw the fluctuations of the double-haired war!

How can this basic existence be ignored?

Don’t say that her cultivation is far beyond herself, even if she is the same as herself, she can’t beat them!

Suddenly, he hid for a while.

He glanced at Fuxi behind Houtu.

I can talk and laugh with Zu Wu, and I can’t see through his cultivation…

“Dare to ask Daoyou?” Jizo asked stiffly.

Fuxi smiled gently: “Under Fuxi.” ”

“That’s right, it’s the Fuxi you said who blackmailed the meritorious golden lotus.”

Saying that, he patted Jizo’s shoulder.

“Daoist, hello.”

“Huh…”

Jizo continued to laugh dryly.

……

Of course, no matter how much Jizo utters wild words, he can be regarded as the descendant of Houtu and Fuxi.

Even if they are angry, they are looking for the two faceless ones in the West, not Jizo.

So the two educated him a little and let him go.

As for the truth, it was finally accepted by Houtu.

However……

“Sister, he’s still following.” Fuxi turned his head slightly and looked at the monk with a blue nose and a swollen face in the distance.

“Well, I’m still following…” Houtu was also a little helpless, and Jizo followed them for a long time.

It is probably to listen to the truth and go back.

To be honest, Houtu doesn’t care about a Di Listen, she is an ancestral witch, and although Di Lian is related to her, she is also a demon.

But you, the monk, offended us just now, now entangle, will we give you benefits?

Goto has said this kind of thing several times, but Jizo still insists on pestering.

“That’s it, leave him alone.” Houtu shrugged: “He likes to follow, just follow.” ”

“It’s business!”

In this desolate land, the unjust souls accumulated for countless years are all over the mountains, how can there be so many idle workers in the Houtu to manage a small dizang?

The two of them walked all the way, using their own magic power and merit along the way to purify the innocent soul.

Unfortunately, even if both of them are people with great power, they are still a drop in the bucket.

Houtu’s expression became lower and lower day by day, and the sadness on his face became deeper and deeper.

In the end, she finally couldn’t help but speak: “Fuxi Daoyou, with the ability of Daoyou, you should have already calculated and understood, right?” ”

Fuxi paused in his steps, was silent for a moment, and nodded.

“In that case, please let me know.” Houtu said without hesitation: “I know that Daoist friends may want me to comprehend it myself, but now that the ghosts of the Flood Desolation are accumulating more and more, why wait because of a little fly-head profit?” ”

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