"Haha, congratulations to fellow Taoist for becoming a saint!" Li Qingming smiled lightly and bowed to Minghe Changji.
"Brother Taoist, why should I give you such a gift! I have said before that if I become a saint, I will treat my fellow Taoist as my brothers and sisters! This gift from my fellow Taoist will offend the poor Taoist!" When Ming He saw Li Qingming saluting him, he quickly flashed away.
Go aside.
A group of Shura tribesmen were quite surprised to see the two people giving way back and forth in the sky. This is the Netherworld Saint! The dignified saint actually gave way to a Taoist who seemed to have average cultivation. This undoubtedly brought great joy to the Shura tribe.
What a shock!
"Hahaha, that's it! As a brother, I won't be pretentious!" Li Qingming saw Ming He's clear eyes and a sincere look on his face. He stopped his coy attitude and burst into laughter.
A smile appeared on Ming He's face, as if it was an honor for Li Qingming to admit it. This was indeed the case. Only by fusing the Hongmeng Purple Qi did Ming He understand how powerful Li Qingming was.
The previous incident when the two emperors Kunpeng and Yaozu besieged Hongyun caused an uproar throughout the ancient world.
Hong Yun's death and the secret that the Nine-Nine Soul-Spreading Gourd gained from the Wu Clan can only be deduced by a few powerful people in the wild. But it is precisely the Hongmeng Zi Qi that everyone is most concerned about, but it has always been out of the question.
I didn't expect that Li Qingming would get it. How much ability does it take to hide the secret?
What's more, Li Qingming gave up the opportunity to become a saint easily and gave himself this Hongmeng Purple Qi. How could he not be grateful?
Ming He saw the shocked expressions on the faces of all the Shura tribesmen, and with a thought, he analyzed everyone's thoughts. Then he solemnly said: "Everyone in the Shura tribe, see Taoist Brother Qingming as if I were here in person!
If you show any disrespect at all, I will turn your body into ashes!"
The Shura people knelt down in fear and shouted: "Honor the Father's decree!"
Li Qingming shook his head helplessly, looked at the pool of blood that was still rolling, and said: "Netherworld, please turn this place into a forbidden area! Brother, there are some things that need to be arranged here!"
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Looking at the ancient land again, the atmosphere is tense at the moment, and there are traces of evil spirits that are not clearly visible, wandering across the ancient land.
In the past thousands of years, the great powers of the prehistoric world have been in retreat one after another, comprehending the changes in the way of heaven. According to common sense, without these many powerful and powerful people in the prehistoric world, the prehistoric land should have entered a prosperous era of relative peace and stability.
But the situation at this time is exactly the opposite. As Taoist ancestor Hongjun sat down and his disciples became saints one after another, the two clans of lich and demon could no longer sit still! The seven holy places have been gone. If you want to become a saint, you must find that thread.
Life. But it is not easy to find this glimmer of hope. Therefore, there is only one way before the two tribes of lich and demon: to unify the ancient wilderness, gather the fate of the ancient wilderness into one body, forcibly break the shackles of heaven, and become a saint immediately.
Buzhou Mountain, Ancestral Witch Hall.
"Brother, this flat-haired beast bullies people too much! I think my Wu clan is upright, how have I ever suffered from such a bird!" Gonggong paid the bill with his hair red, his eyes were red, and he kept breathing heavily.
A group of great witches kneeling on the ground carefully watched the faces of the ancestral witches from the corners of their eyes.
"Brother, brothers! Our Wu tribe has grown to more than billions of people. Every day we just rest in the tribe to recuperate our spiritual energy and strengthen our bodies! But the demon tribe has repeatedly led a large number of birds and beasts to besiege my tribe! Tribe people
Although there were no casualties, how can we establish our prestige and manage the wilderness in the long run?" Naz's face was full of grief and anger, and he kept beating his strong chest with his fists as big as sandbags.
Di Jiang's face was gloomy. He glanced at the ancestral witches and said nothing. Instead, he looked at Taoist Tiandi and asked, "Brother Li, what do you think about this matter?"
Heaven and Earth Taoist took a step forward, playing with a few smooth crosses in his hands, and said: "The demon clan's move is nothing more than deliberately irritating us. If my prediction is correct, they want to be a bitch and build a chastity memorial at the same time!
"
Zhu Rong muttered: "Bitch? Chastity Arch? What the hell!"
Only then did Taoist Tian and Di remember that this was the prehistoric era, but there were no bitches. He coughed awkwardly, and Taoist Tian and Di continued: "To put it simply, it is to find an excuse for me, the Wu Clan, to take the lead in launching a fight. This will cause them to passively fight back.
Make a false impression and leave a good reputation!"
"Huh, that's a good plan!" Qiang Liang snorted coldly, making a "click" sound when he pinched it with his fingers.
Di Jiang tapped the seat lightly, looked at Zhu Jiuyin, and said, "Second brother, if we attack the clan, what are our chances of winning?"
Zhu Jiuyin opened his eyes, shook his head, and said: "The secret of heaven is in chaos, and the long river of time seems to be cut off from it! I have never found out anything!"
"Seventy percent!" The Taoist of Heaven and Earth suddenly said: "We are seventy percent sure that we can bring the demon clan to the sky and enjoy hundreds of thousands of years of purity!"
"Done!" Di Jiang gritted his teeth bitterly, and Huo De stood up. His tall body exuded boundless power, and his captivating eyes made everyone dare not look directly at him, "Where is Xing Tian?"
Xing Tian's eyes suddenly flashed and he said loudly: "My subordinate is here!!"
"Calling all tribe members, earth witches and above, take orders at any time!" Di Jiang's voice was cold. (The strength of the witch clan: acquired, innate, little witch, human witch, earth witch, sky witch, divine witch, great witch, ancestral witch!
They respectively correspond to refining energy, refining gods and returning to the void, heavenly immortal, mysterious immortal, golden immortal, Taiyi, Daluo, Daluo golden immortal, quasi-sage and sub-sage!)
"Respect the order of Lord Ancestral Witch!" Xing Tian bowed respectfully and exited the hall.
"Where is Jiufeng?"
"My subordinate is here!"
"Immediately prepare the weapons and equipment and arrange for the tribesmen to collect them!"
"Zunzu Wu's order to beat people!"
After simply arranging the task, Di Jiang looked at Taoist Tiandi and said warmly: "Brother Li, is this arrangement appropriate?"
Taoist Tiandi grinned an extremely ugly smile and said, "Yes!"
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Thirty-third heaven, heaven.
Emperor Jun sat on the throne with a gloomy face and said nothing. His appearance frightened Taiyi. The two brothers had never been separated since they were born and knew each other's temperament very well. Taiyi asked: "
Brother, what makes you so upset?"
Emperor Jun slowly raised his head and looked at Taiyi, and said: "Now that all the disciples of the Taoist ancestors have become saints, you and I are nothing more than chickens and dogs' ears in the eyes of these six saints! What's more, there is another Netherworld saint in the world who is eyeing him. Alas,
Our demon clan is in such trouble!"
Taiyi was obviously taken aback. With his careless character, he would never delve into these issues. But at this moment, he heard Di Jun's words, but he was convinced: "Brother, don't worry, don't we still have Nuwa in the demon clan? He is a witch.
There is not even a single saint in our clan, so if we talk about extinction, his witch clan will definitely perish before us!"
After hearing Taiyi's words, Emperor Jun felt even more uncomfortable, but what can he do now? It's only his fault that his two brothers didn't grab a seat in Zixiao Palace when Taozu was preaching; it's his fault that Hongyun died in Dudu
They were not allowed to get the Hongmeng Purple Qi; it was only the abominable Zhu Rong who robbed the Jiujiu Soul Gourd...
Di Jun sighed and said nothing, but his expression became even more gloomy.
Kunpeng and Fuxi on the side felt very unhappy after hearing this.
Kunpeng, in particular, was reluctant to capture Poseidon's soul and put it in the divine flames to burn for hundreds of millions of years. He even had a bad look towards Emperor Jun Taiyi. Although the two of them saved him, they were still holding on to him.
The idea of seizing Hongmeng’s purple energy.
If the two of them could have come out earlier, maybe the so-called Poseidon wouldn't have taken Hongyun's body by force, and then who might the Hongmeng Purple Qi belong to?
Fuxi also sighed in his heart. Fuxi was originally amazing and a man of great cultivation. Unfortunately, after joining the Heavenly Court, he was burdened by many things in the Heavenly Court, but his cultivation has not improved at all!
Now thinking about what his sister Nuwa had said when she persuaded him not to join the Heavenly Court, he even thought that Nuwa was too ruthless and had forgotten that he was also a member of the demon clan after becoming a disciple of Taozu. So he persuaded his sister in turn, and finally won two saints.
The position of emperor.
Now it seems that Fuxi is complaining endlessly because of his impulse back then. Not only did he get himself into it, but he also dragged his sister into suffering. Fortunately, his sister has become a saint, but he can't get out, so he can do nothing!
Everyone was silent for a long time. Emperor Jun broke the calm and looked at Bai Ze who was sitting on the throne, and said: "Fellow Taoist, I wonder how our plan is progressing?"
Bai Ze shook his feather fan lightly and said: "If what I predict is true, the Wu clan will launch a war in the near future!"
Emperor Jun's eyes flashed, and he smiled sinisterly: "Okay!"
At this moment, surging shouts of killing suddenly came from the Nantianmen, and the evil spirit filled the entire heaven. Di Jiang's voice came from all directions: "Young demon clan, you have provoked our witch clan many times! Today!
, I, the Witch Clan, will defeat your Demon Court!"