The Prehistoric Kunpeng Will Never Give Way

Zhu Jiuyin looked at the state of Gonggong Ancestral Witch, and he nodded slightly.

Zhu Jiuyin naturally wouldn't realize that just now, he helped Gonggong survive a life and death disaster.

If it weren't for Kunpeng secretly confessing to Emperor Jiang Zuwu, let them pay close attention to the movements of Gonggong Zuwu after experiencing a major failure.

Then, after being provoked by the three black shadows just now, the Gonggong Ancestral Witch was unable to kill the opponent in the end, and it was very likely that he would slam into the mountain in grief and indignation.

Or he was guided by the opponent, and unknowingly crashed into Mount Fuzhou, which eventually caused the Tianzhu to collapse.

This time the Lich's calamity had passed quietly. The catastrophe of Gonggong had originally hit the mountain, but now that he was persuaded by Zhu Jiuyin, his fate had also changed.

The collapse of the Tianzhu has no benefit to the Primordial World.

This is just a means to speed up the death of the Wu clan. Once Bu Zhou Mountain does not fall, the prehistoric world will not experience the tragedy of the northwest of the sky and the sinking of the southeast.

In this way, the heavenly court will be broken, and Nuwa's merits of refining the stone to repair the sky will not be obtained, and her reputation among the human race will not have the opportunity to make up.

If the mountain does not fall, it does not seem to have any impact, but in fact it has made a huge change to the entire prehistoric pattern.

The merits that Nuwa should have obtained were not available, and the backlash received by the Wu Clan did not happen. With the support of Bu Zhou Shan, the luck of the Wu Clan could continue.

After all, Buzhou Mountain is still a Tianzhu. As long as it exists for a day, it will bring shelter to the Witch tribe, and it will give the Witch tribe some power of luck.

Gonggong Ancestral Witch and Zhu Jiuyin once again returned to the temple at the foot of Bu Zhou Mountain, but the three black shadows disappeared. As for their identities, there is no way to know.

It seems that there is a strong person who concealed the secrets in the dark and confuses everything, so that even the supreme as a saint can't see the secrets in it.

Gonggong returned to the temple without incident. For the Wu Clan, not only did the Qi Luck not suffer backlash, but it also retained the powerful fighting power of a quasi-sage.

The arrival of Kunpeng ancestor has already affected the fate of the entire Wu clan. Even the fate of the prehistoric world has caused tremendous changes.

At this time, the ancestral witch Houtu was strolling on the wild land. As the ancestor of the earth, she stepped on the soil and grass with her bare feet, and the heavy air of the earth lingered immediately.

But at this time, the Houtu ancestor witch had a sad look. Everywhere she went, she heard the cry of the dead and the resentment of the dead.

This is everything contained in the earth. Those dead creatures can't get rest. They wander in pain between the sky and the earth, living in no fixed place, and being slowly obliterated by the world.

The fear in it kept them wailing, but there was nothing they could do.

As the ancestor witch of the earth, the ancestor witch Houtu felt very real, which made her feel compassionate.

The twelve ancestral witches once lived together, how happy their brothers and sisters are, but now the fall of the six ancestral witches makes Hou Tu, the youngest ancestral witch, unable to accept all this for a while.

The sudden departure of her relatives was a huge blow to her, and it also made her a little bit decadent and low-minded.

Following in the footsteps of the dead, the Houtu Ancestor Witch soon came to the source of the pain, the Nether Blood Sea!

This sea of ​​blood is hidden deep in the land of Jiuyou, here is full of gloom, for the soul, it should be the best place to escape the scorching sun.

However, there is a big crisis in the Nether Sea of ​​Blood. The souls that come here will be automatically absorbed by the Sea of ​​Blood, and then sink into it. They are polluted by the water of the Sea of ​​Blood.

Houtu Ancestral Witch felt the pain of the dead souls in the sea of ​​blood, and the thoughts in her heart kept flapping.

"The Demon Race has the Nuwa Saints to suppress, so our Wu Clan has been unable to completely kill the Demon Race. This has led to the situation today. If my Wu Clan also has a saint, how can we be bullied by their Demon Race like this? !"

There were two divine lights in Houtu's eyes, and she seemed to sense her chance. The breath made her excited, but there seemed to be great fear lingering in it.

"How difficult it is to prove Dao sanctification. It is a pity that our witch people are born without a soul. In this way, we cannot practice Dao ancestor's techniques, and the inheritance of the father is too difficult. Our brothers are not qualified enough to dare to hope."

The ancestor of Houtu had a sudden change of mind, but she had listened to the preaching of Taoist ancestors in the Zixiao Palace, and she had naturally heard of the method of proving Taoism and sanctification.

What's more coincidental is that the Houtu Ancestral Witch originally had a ray of remnant soul, which was the only one among the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

The soul of Houtu is not sound, but it actually possesses a soul, which is also considered a different kind.

The Houtu Ancestral Witch enlightened her in this boundless sea of ​​blood, and she gradually understood the blessing of that fate.

"If I become a realm, maybe I can really continue the incense of the Wu Clan, and then I can save these dead Shen Lun, but this is the price of my life."

The Houtu ancestor witch also hesitated, sacrificing himself, benefiting the prehistoric times, and perfecting the way of heaven. This seems very good, but if you want to abandon your life, at this moment of life and death, who will not hesitate?

What's more, what Houtu Ancestral Witch felt was a situation of ten deaths and no life. Once she incarnates in the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Houtu Ancestral Witch will completely disappear, and there will be no life at all.

"Without me, can the five older brothers be able to stop Taiyi? Although Taiyi is a monster, he has to admit that he is powerful. None of our six ancestral witches can stop him. If there are five older brothers, Can they defeat the One?"

The Houtu Zuwu was very entangled, she was reluctant to give up her life, but she was afraid that her brothers and the tribe would be killed by Taiyi.

In front of this huge contradiction, Houtu Zuwu quickly made a choice.

"If you sacrifice me to preserve the blood of the Witch Clan, I would rather fall, even if my soul is destroyed!"

After the Houtu Zuwu experienced the initial struggle, she quickly became firm.

This is not only for the Wu Clan, Hou Tu is in her own destiny, she sensed the benefits of her incarnation to the prehistoric world and the help to the countless dead.

The witch family has always taken the place of Pangu to govern the prehistoric world as its own responsibility. The Houtu ancestor witch who is compassionate and compassionate is of course willing to help the prehistoric world, even if the price is to give up his life!

Houtu Zuwu was determined in her heart, but it was not easy to incarnate in the six reincarnations, she naturally needed to plan something.

"Daoist Kunpeng always anticipates the enemy's opportunities, maybe he can help me live to death! And Daoist Kunpeng also said at the beginning that when I am uncertain, I can discuss with him!"

When Houtu Zuwu thought, she suddenly thought of Kunpeng.

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