Chapter 44 Demon Palm Heaven, Witch Palm Land (Please collect and recommend)

Gungun didn't know what Houtu thought of his proposal. After he finished speaking, he saw her bowing her head in thought and not asking him to stay. He then turned around and walked away carrying his fishing pole.

As for the treasures on Penglai, he was not interested in the treasures on the island before when he had a stomachache, but now, except for the pain in his butt, his stomach is almost healed. Don't give up on the treasures you picked up for free on this island.

"Hmph, if you dare to deceive the feelings of my great master Gun Gun, I will make you bankrupt today!" Gun Gun's fat body gradually moved away, and he hummed softly.

…

Half a day later, outside the thirty-third heaven, in the Zixiao Palace.

Hou Tu brought Donghua here.

"Disciple Donghua, I pay my respects to the Taoist ancestor and ask him to make the decision for me!" Hongjun, who was sitting cross-legged on the auspicious clouds in front of Donghua, bowed to the end with his eyes closed and cried sadly.

"Dao Ancestor, the demon clan is tyrannical and bloodbathed Penglai. Although our Wu clan has rushed to the rescue with all its strength, it is still a step too slow. If this matter is ignored, the demon clan's arrogance will become even more arrogant in the future, and all the tribes in the ancient world will also be in danger."

Hou Tu also bowed to Hongjun and said.

Although the Wu clan only worships Pangu, Hongjun is a saint after all and has the virtue of preaching. She also came to Zixiao Palace to listen to sermons, so Houtu still respects Hongjun.

"Alas~" After listening to what Donghua and Houtu said, Hongjun sighed. Then, he finally slowly opened his eyes, looked at the two people in front of him and said, "In the past, King Dong led the immortals, but today the Demon Court takes over."

Brilliant, I don’t know how many times it has been peaceful before, but it has been said for millions of times.”

"Uh... Daozu, my disciples are ignorant, what does this mean?" Donghua raised his head slightly and looked at Hongjun and asked.

Hongjun did not answer him, but was looking down and thinking about something. After a long time, he raised his head and said: "The Immortal Courtyard has been destroyed, Penglai has returned to Donghua, and all races are not allowed to occupy it. From now on, in the prehistoric world, the Demon Palm Heaven

, there will be no war in the Witch Palm Land for a million years!"

The huge sound resounded throughout the prehistoric world and continued to echo.

…

Heavenly Court, Yaochi Wonderland.

Di Jun, who was waiting for the birth of his child, frowned immediately when he heard this voice. Then he relaxed his brows, raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and murmured: "It's okay, let's fight at this time, my demon."

Our clan is not sure of victory, but in a million years, our demon clan...will definitely win!"

…

Buzhou Mountain, inside Pangu Hall.

When Di Jiang, who was sitting in the main seat, heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly and he thought: "Demon Palm Heaven, Witch Palm Earth, a million years? That's fine, when my Witch Clan completely controls the earth, a million years

Finally, we will win the decisive battle!"

…

Kunlun Mountains.

There were several plates of spiritual fruit delicacies placed on a small round table. Three immortals were sitting and discussing the Tao. When they heard the sudden sound of the vast holy words, their expressions suddenly changed.

"Eldest brother, second brother, the teacher has spoken. It seems that there will be at least a million years of peace in the ancient world, so that all races can recuperate and recuperate!" The young Taoist Tongtian smiled at Lao Tzu and Yuan Yuan in front of him.

Hearing this, the Primordial Heavenly Lord frowned, remained silent for a moment and said: "Although there will be peace in the ancient world for a million years, the suppressed peace will inspire greater ambitions. In a million years, the Lich will surely break out into a world-shattering war, causing great harm.

, I’m afraid it will not be inferior to the Longhan Catastrophe.”

"Yes." I nodded, touched his gray beard, and said leisurely: "Each tribe has its own destiny, everything...just let it take its course."

…

The Western Pure Land World.

"Buzz~" There was a fluctuation in the space. Taoist Zhunti returned here from the east and said to Taoist Jieyin who was sitting cross-legged on the twelfth-grade golden lotus of merit and virtue: "Senior brother, Taoist ancestors have spoken. Liches will not be allowed to fight for a million years.

Then, those geniuses who have been born in the East during these millions of years are destined to be destined to me in the West."

"That's right, junior brother, I'll do this for you. Bring my brother's "Dream Heart Sutra" with you. Those who study this sutra with concentration will surely be my protectors in the West!" As he said this, he waved his sleeves and said,

A golden scripture flew out and fell into Zhunti's hands.

"Okay, leave this matter to me, senior brother, don't worry."

"With my junior brother here, I am very relieved. I, the West, will definitely prosper because of my junior brother!" Jieyin smiled at Zhunti.

…

On the bank of the Yellow River, a woman is waving a long whip in her hand, using the soil under her feet to exert her divine power of creation, creating one weird life after another, such as: a wolf with a monkey head, a rabbit with wings, and even a rabbit with wings.

There are grapes that have grown limbs.

And not far from her, a man was sitting on the ground playing the piano, and the fairy music was lingering and beautiful.

Suddenly, the holy word spread throughout the prehistoric world sounded.

Hearing this, the woman put down her arms, looked up in the direction of Zixiao Palace, and said softly: "A million years? That's fine, the peaceful prehistoric period is more conducive to my understanding of the Great Way of Creation."

"Sister, this kind of peace is only short-lived. A million years from now, a shocking war will break out in the prehistoric world." Fuxi stopped playing the piano and said worriedly.

"I know, but brother, that is not what we can stop now. If I want to make the ancient world eternally peaceful, the only thing I can do now is...enlightenment! When my creation is complete and I become a saint, no matter whether it is a monster or a witch,

Don’t even think about harming all living beings!" As she said that, the woman raised her arm again and continued to wave the whip in her hand.

Hearing the woman's words, Fuxi was a little relieved. He looked at her and said with a smile, "Okay, Nuwa, I believe in you!"

…

East China Sea, Penglai Island.

With a wave of his big hand, he annihilated the ruins, and then used the fishing pole to fish for treasures rolling everywhere. Hearing this majestic holy word, the whole bear was stunned, and then continued to lower its head to catch its treasures.

Daozu has spoken. From now on, the Gungun God will no longer have to fight in bloody battles. How great!

What, isn’t there only a million years of peace?

Yes, it only lasts for a million years, but Houtu will be reincarnated before the lich's decisive battle, so it can move into the underworld in advance and avoid the lich's decisive battle, so don't be afraid.

Thinking about it, Gungun worked harder to catch the treasure, fishing and fishing... except that his speed increased a little at the beginning, then his speed gradually slowed down, and finally, he stopped completely.

, raised his head and glanced around, but did not see Hou Tu's figure. Then, he lowered his head and murmured: "It's really only less than a million years, and you become Pingxin...will you still be you?"

?”

Gungun doesn’t know the answer either.

It stood motionless for a long time, and then, with a bang, it sat down on the ground, holding its head with both hands, not knowing what it was thinking.

…

A few hours later, Houtu and Donghua returned to Penglai.

"Fellow Taoist Donghua, now that Taoist ancestors have spoken, from now on, fellow Taoists can peacefully cultivate in Penglai, and the demon clan should not dare to invade again." Hou Tu said to Donghua.

"Thanks to the method that Zu Wu came up with, otherwise Pindao would really be... huh?" Halfway through his words, Donghua's face suddenly froze. He turned around, glanced around, and then said with a trembling voice: "

This, this is... the poor Penglai?"

At this time, there was nothing on the land thousands of miles around him and Hou Tu. The ruins destroyed by the demon clan were gone. The treasures buried underneath were gone. Not even a single spiritual tree or even spiritual grass was left.

The only thing left is soil.
Chapter completed!