Wanderer of Myriad Worlds

Compromising each other, although the witches suffered greater losses, there is no way out.

Losing the power of the saints, the strength of the demon tribe suddenly weakened a lot, but they still have the Zhou Tianxing array and the 33-day array.

And the Witch tribe, after losing the Houtu, cannot even maintain the saint's fighting power, because the gods are in a great array.

In this way, the demon tribe obviously has more advantages.

It's even impossible to say that in the next Lich War, the demon tribe can sweep the leaves with the wind sweeping the leaves.

Obviously, they think too much.

In the original trajectory, the back soil fell and was imprisoned in reincarnation. The witch can also refine the twelve capitals of the gods, and can also create a thirteen ancestor witch to regain the balance between the two races.

But in the future, the soil will not fall, but will it prove that it will make the monsters bully on their heads?

But now, neither Houtu nor the Wu tribe ignores them.

After Houjun retreated, Houtu did not stay for a long time in reincarnation, but took Fang Qingshan to the ancestral land of the Wu tribe.

Fang Qingshan helped himself, and it was time for him to fulfill his promise.

As for the witches, at this moment, they seem to be dreaming and can't believe everything in front of them.

They did not expect that Houtu was actually sanctified, but this was the first major event of the Wu tribe, all of them were rejoicing and anxious to rush to the reincarnation immediately, but fortunately was blocked by Houtu Chuanyin.

After all, at that time, the samsara masters were all in the reincarnation. Dijiang and others did not help, and if they did, they might be caught in the pond fish.

One Hundred Thousand Mountains!

The ancestral land of the Wu tribe, near Bu Zhoushan.

Here is the same as Blood Sea, no outsiders will come near at leisure.

It's not as dangerous as the Blood Sea here. It's possible that Luo Jinxian will fall. Contaminated with karma, and filth, it is troublesome for the Saint.

It's the xu clan's exclusion, not the people they identify with. It's almost a lifetime to enter here without mentioning the nine deaths.

And the best way to get the recognition of the witch is to fight them, win them, or drink better than them.

However, few people can do this, and those who can do it will not come to get the recognition of the witch, because it is not necessary.

After all, in the floods, most of them are practicing the air, not the stream of refining the body, as is the case with ancient races such as dragons and phoenixes.

Today, there is a major event in the 100,000 mountains.

Twelve tribes, countless witches, men and women, young and old, and babies were also carried out.

Just like the demons fought against Penglai that day, the entire Wu ethnic group moved up. At one time, the entire demons and even the floods were trembling with rumblings, and all the soldiers were soldiers. Thought the witch was about to riot.

However, they were just a false alarm.

Because the gathering of the Wu tribe is not to send soldiers to heaven, but to greet the return of Houtu.

After a while, I saw a wave of space, like a curtain, opened on both sides, and walked out of a man and a woman, it is better than walking in court, who is not Hou Tu and Fang Qingshan?

"Meet Hou Tuzu Witches and congratulate Hou Tuzu Witches for preaching sanctification, Shengshou has no boundaries, bless me witches, and live forever."

Under the leadership of Dijiang and others, hundreds of millions of witches spoke at the same time, and the sound of the sky shook the sky.

"Huh, Yongsheng Yongchang? Whimsy!"

"Houtu can't shoot, the Lich War is the beginning of the witch tribe's decline."

"The flowers are in bloom, the flames are cooking oil, and the gods will make them mad first."

The demon, the saint heard the voice of the witch, and suddenly looked ugly as if they were dead.

Regarding this, neither the Wu clan nor Fang Qingshan knew it, even if they knew it, they didn't care.

"Well, brother, what are you doing? Let Fang Daoyou make a joke for nothing."

Houtu obviously did not expect that Dijiang actually gave himself a surprise. He didn't respond all of a sudden.

"Haha, the little girl can be sanctified. This is the first thing for our witches. We are afraid that the movement will be too decent."

Dijiang laughed, and the sanctification of the earth made them feel happy.

As the patriarch of the witch tribe, Dijiang is also the prosperous leader of the witch tribe, but the burden on the shoulders is not light, especially as the power of the demon tribe grows, the birth of the saint, the aim of Hongjun Tiandao, and sometimes even breathless. Come.

Fortunately, Houtu testified that he was relieved.

Turning his head and giving a gift to Fang Qingshan,

"I have seen Fang Daoyou, thank you for your help, for me the great grace of the Wu tribe is memorable. Whenever ordered, everything is possible."

Dijiang is an understanding person. Although he does n’t know what the specific situation is, he also knows more or less what happened in the previous land government. In addition, the soil came to the Wu tribe with Fang Qingshan at this moment. Fang Qingshan's help is indispensable, and the help is not small.

"Dijiang ancestors don't need to be polite, but they are mutually beneficial. This is not the day I am a wicked person to collect debts."

Fang Qingshan laughed.

"Well, brother, I'll just leave it ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Fang Daoyou is a visitor from afar, should we let us stand here?"

Waiting for Dijiang to open, Houtu interrupted.

"Yes, yes, Daoyou!"

Speaking of them, the others dispersed under the leadership of the Dawu, but Fang Qingshan was accompanied by the twelve ancestors to the Pangu Hall, the core of the Wu tribe.

"Huh? This is Pangu Hall?"

Fang Qingshan, led by the twelve ancestors, stopped far in front of a hall and walked over.

For the Wu tribe, Pangu Temple is not only their hole card, but also the glory of Pangu, which is equivalent to the existence of Pangu, so they have always maintained respect and awe.

Within a thousand miles of Pangu Hall, you can't do anything, you can't fly.

When entering the countryside, Fang Qingshan naturally followed suit.

A mighty, majestic, domineering, tricky, cold, secretive, icy, blazing, violent, pure, ethereal, peaceful, and all-encompassing in the dark, but the coercion of complete integration is coming.

The unconscious mind is in awe. Heart shocked.

Fang Qingshan can also be regarded as a spiritual treasure of many palaces.

Kun Peng's top congenital Lingbao demon master palace, heaven's fortune treasures, can be compared to the congenital treasure of the Xiaoxiao Palace, and even Hongjun's chaotic Lingbao-level Zixiao Palace.

But none is comparable to the Pangu Hall of the Wu tribe.

In terms of exquisiteness, Pangu Hall may not be comparable to the ornately decorated Ling Xiao Bao Hall.

But it is full of chaos, or the world is beginning to open.

The atmosphere is quaint and simple, but the Zixiao Palace, which has a profound charm, cannot be compared with it.

Near the Pangu Hall, the first noticeable thing is the three literary characters on the plaque above the entrance of the hall.

At first glance, a coercive deterrence was born from the heart and sent from the inside out, making Fang Qingshan tremble unconsciously.