The return of the Holy Father is a great joy among the human race, so naturally it is a good celebration. Hundreds of thousands of human races in the royal city are celebrating, bonfires, dancing, singing and laughing, and a festive and peaceful atmosphere.

But a tragic killing was taking place in a witch tribe thousands of miles away from the royal city.

All the witch warriors were killed by the turtle spirit, and blood flowed into a river. All the elderly, weak, women and children surrendered and were incorporated into slaves by human generals.

In the royal city, Houtu, who was invited by the Holy Father of the human race, had no trace of blood on his face, and the evil spirit in his eyes almost condensed into substance. He wanted to rise up several times, but was swept over by the high-ranking Xin Han, and immediately felt like falling into an ice cave.

While Houtu was angry, he was also shocked by the speed of Xin Han's improvement. He was worthy of being the teacher's disciple. Although he was the only one of the seven disciples who was not a saint, his strength is probably not far from the saint now.

I can't believe it when I first met Xin Han, the other party had only some tricks, but his strength was not in my eyes, but now it has surpassed me.

Houtu knew that he could not force himself, so he begged softly: "Senior Brother, that roar is the genius of my witch clan who has condensed his bloodline to reach the great witch realm for decades. No matter what, please forgive him!"

Xin Han looked at Houtu lightly and shook his head slowly: "It's too late!"

The wind was howling, and Turtle Spirit and "Qi" returned with a group of human warriors in the air, fell from the sky, and threw a big head beside the bonfire. It was the head of the great witch.

"Disciple Turtle Spirit, I will live up to my master's fate!"

Around the huge bonfire, people recognized the head of the great witch and cheered, shouting the names of the Holy Father and the Human Emperor!

"You are a demon clan, how dare you kill the great witch of our clan?" Hou Tu slowly stood up, his fighting spirit was earth-shaking, which immediately shocked the whole cheering scene. The pressure of the ancestor witch made people tremble.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!" The Turtle Spirit is also a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger. He holds the top-grade innate sword given by Xin Han in Biyou Palace, and points to Houtu from the momentum that he had just killed the great witch.

"Okay!" Xin Han shouted lightly, and Houtu and Gui Ling were shocked at the same time.

Xin Han smiled and scolded Guiling, "You are not big or small, call me Uncle Houtu!"

Gui Ling calmed down at this time and knew that she was definitely not a match for the ancestor witch, so she took advantage of the steps given by her master to bow to Houtu: "I have met Uncle Houtu!"

Hou Tu's face looked several times, and finally snorted coldly, sat down but didn't respond.

The human race continued, and Xin Han took Gui Ling and Houtu into the temple in the center of the city.

"I don't know what happened to my junior sister when I came to me this time, so I'll just say it!" Xin Han was too lazy to be rude. He didn't like the Lich clans at all, and believed that the other party would think of him the same way. What's more, he has been tempering his body for so many years, and the Lich Pill has never stopped.

When Houtu heard Xin Han’s questioning, the evil spirit slowly faded and said softly: “I came here this time mainly to resolve the misunderstandings between my senior brother and my witch clan and unite to fight against the demon clan!”

Xin Han sneered when he heard this: "Does there be any misunderstanding between me and your witch clan?"

Houtu said: "The last time the matter outside the Huoyun Palace was that my witch clan was wrong. In fact, we condensed Pangu's true body, intending to prevent the demon clan from obtaining Hongmeng purple aura. We just had a temporary idea to deal with the senior brother, mainly on the side of the sixth brother..."

Xin Han knew that the six she was talking about was Tian Wu who was "Chrysanthemum Platform", and couldn't help but laugh.

When Houtu saw Xin Han's expression of disregard, he said anxiously:

"Senior brother, although the demon clan and my witch clan have reached the point of being in dire straits and a battle is necessary sooner or later, don't forget that you killed hundreds of Daluo Jinxian in the Heavenly Court in one battle, and the one Di Jun and Donghuang hated the most was you!"

Xin Han did not comment, but took out the wine and asked Gui Ling to pour a glass of Houtu and himself. He picked up the wine and drank it all, then he sipped the wine and said, "So what?"

Houtu was almost angrily laughing. Didn’t he understand what he said? But what is Xin Han’s attitude? Do you have to tell you that the first target of the demon clan must be to kill you, so you understand?

Xin Han pointed to the wine: "Drink it first!"

Since Houtu said he wanted to unite with him, he knew that the witch clan was afraid. Pangu's real body was a cow, but the demon clan had the "Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation", Heluo Book, Donghuang Bell, and now... Saints!

Hou Tu raised his wine glass and drank it all, and a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes. This was much better than the wine of their witch clan, and it also contained a rich spiritual energy.

Houtu put down his wine glass and said, "Have you ever thought that it is so difficult to prove the truth with your strength? As long as you have not become a saint, everything is unknown. Everything can happen. If I were Di Jun, I will do everything possible to prevent you from becoming a saint!"

"Just rely on them?" Xin Han drank another cup of nectar and jade liquid under the guitar spirit.

Hou Tu stared at Xin Han: "Have you forgotten the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation of the Demon Clan? I forgot that there is another saint in the Demon Clan?"

"Do you think I'm afraid?" Xin Han suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked Houtu.

Houtu looked at him without any fear: "What if the second saint appears in the demon clan?"

After hearing Houtu's words, Xin Han was about to laugh when his hand holding the wine glass trembled: "What happened to Hongyun?"

He said that, he quickly put down his wine glass to calculate, but the secrets of heaven are confused, as if he has great magic power to cover up the secrets of heaven, even his quasi-saint cultivation is difficult to calculate.

Seeing that he finally stood up in the conversation, Houtu couldn't help but show a smug and charming smile: "My witch tribe only got the news more than ten years ago. When you fought with the saint of the demon clan, the two demon emperors of the demon clan, together with the Kunpeng ancestor, and another powerful man trapped Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi in a special place, and used the Zhoutian Star Dou array to chaotic secrets, which made people unable to calculate!"

Xin Han let go of his eyebrows. Since Houtu said this, he must have mastered some clues and immediately said: "Tell me where Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi are now?"

Houtu stared at Xin Han and said unyieldingly: "Stop fighting with our clan and join forces to fight against the demon clan!"

"What if I don't?"

"Then you go find Hongyun's place by yourself!" Hou Tu stood up, turned around and seemed to be leaving. He was taking Xin Han's army!

"Slow!" While Xin Han called Houtu, he saw the girl's mouth raising the corner of her mouth, which was obviously smiling.

He snorted: "I, Xin Han, promised a fortune. If I want to join forces with your witch clan, I must meet my two conditions!"

Hou Tu turned around and smiled: "Senior brother, please tell me!"

"First, the witch clan can never invade the human race, and of course the human race will not provoke the witch clan on its own initiative!"

Houtu nodded: "It is reasonable for the human race to take care of the senior brother. I can agree to this one now!"

"Second, I want your twelve ancestor witches' essence and blood..."

Hou Tu's face changed instantly: "This is impossible!"

Xin Han turned his back to Houtu: "The Turtle Spirit Saves the Guest!"

Gui Ling walked to Houtu with jokes in her eyes: "Uncle Master, please!"

"You..." Houtu glared at Gui Ling, turned to Xin Han and said, "Senior Brother, think three times, our witch clan knows that the senior brother is extremely affectionate and has a promise to protect Hongyun, and dare to resist the Zhoutian Star Dou Array and my Pangu real body. Only then can we resolve the previous grudges and grudges and unite with our senior brother!"

Xin Han didn't look back and turned his back to Houtu: "No need to say anything else, just these two conditions. Within three days, I will listen to your reply and see off the guests!"

"Uncle Master!" Gui Ling made a gesture of invitation at the right time.
Chapter completed!