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Chapter 5 The witch tribe is now in the underworld, and the ancestral witch is reborn

In the void, the saints looked at the violent energy craze with some amazement, and they were all somewhat silent.

There is such a person in the world who dares to face Hongjun. I don't know if this person is stupid or really has the ability to be arrogant.

"Xuan Hu, the old Taoist can not only make you reborn in the ancient world, but also make you disappear in an instant! Remember, don't challenge the old Taoist's bottom line!" Hongjun closed his eyes and meditated calmly, and murmured to himself,

He doesn't care about the threat of big hands at all.

The big hand was silent for a long time, then grabbed Zhunti and Jie Yin and disappeared. A slightly helpless voice floated in the void: "As for the Antarctic Immortal Emperor, I don't want to do anything!"

"You can take care of yourself!" Hongjun said to himself lightly with his white eyebrows raised slightly.

"Okay, Uncle Tongtian! There's nothing to do now, let's go back to Zixiao Palace!" Li Qingming took the chaotic divine thunder back into the Eye of Divine Punishment and said to Tongtian beside him with some gloating.

Tongtian, who had just regained consciousness, looked at the void after the battle, and sighed helplessly: "It seems that we still have a long way to go!"

Li Qingming shrugged indifferently and walked towards Zixiao Palace.

Upon entering the palace, all the saints were silent, while Old Taoist Hongjun on the high platform closed his eyes, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

After Tongtian sat back on the futon, Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes and said: "This Antarctic Immortal Emperor, Tongtian will sit down and take charge of Wuyunxian. From now on, you must protect the prehistoric world with all your heart, and don't let the lich's calamity happen again."

!”

All the saints bowed their heads to the ground and whispered: "Honored Master, Master's decree!"

Haotian thought for a moment and said to Hongjun: "Master, now that the heaven is empty, we cannot activate the old department of the Demon Court. I wonder who should be in charge of the various functions in the heaven?"

Hongjun said calmly: "You can just discuss these small matters with your senior brothers."

After saying that, Hongjun waved his hand gently. There were three more things in front of me. Two of them were golden, and they were the witch-slaying knives and witch-slaying swords made from the essence and blood of the demon clan who slaughtered the human race in heaven. And the other

One piece is a gloomy soul-gathering flag.

Hongjun said to Laozi: "This witch-slaying knife, sword and soul gathering flag are made from the essence, blood and soul of the human race! Laozi, as the leader of the human sect, you will be in charge of these three things!

"

I stepped forward to take it with some sadness. I kowtowed and said, "Thank you, Teacher!"

Hongjun waved his hand and sprinkled sweet rain in the direction of the land of China, and his figure began to slowly dissipate. At the same time, Hongjun's voice rang in the ears of the saints: "Now that everything is over, the heaven has been restored to its original state.

You can disperse on your own. Come back to Zixiao Palace in a thousand years and tell me something for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Hongjun had disappeared.

After hearing the words, all the saints bowed to the high platform and said: "Best regards, Master!"

Then the saints looked at Haotian and Yaochi who were standing aside. I was the first to say: "Congratulations to Junior Brother Haotian and Junior Sister Yaochi for becoming the emperor and enjoying countless calamities!"

The other saints followed closely behind and congratulated him one after another.

Haotian hurriedly returned the greeting and said: "We have arrived in heaven for the first time. In the future, we will ask all the senior brothers and sisters to help us!"

Li Qingming rolled his eyes, thinking of the monkeys under his sect, and stepped forward and said: "Fellow Taoist Haotian, I have three disciples under my sect. Although they are demons, they did not participate in the lich war. And

Their cultivation levels have all reached the peak of Daluo Jinxian. If fellow Taoists don’t dislike it, you can let them serve in the Heavenly Court. Is that okay?”

Haotian is very aware of the horror of Li Qingming, the so-called "nephew". If one of his disciples comes to take charge of Heavenly Court, Heavenly Court will have more protection.

Although the original Tianzun didn't understand the meaning of Li Qingming's move, he thought of his always exhaustive plan and said: "Friend Haotian, there are still a few incompetent disciples in Pindao's sect, and they can also serve in heaven.

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The Three Pure Ones, Tongtian, also followed the original footsteps and said: "Junior Brother Haotian, I also have some disciples under my sect. If you don't dislike them, send them all to heaven!"

Haotian was overjoyed. He turned to Sanqing and said, "Haotian thanks you all for your help!"

Li Qingming also smiled happily, and said to himself: "Old guy, now I will send all the disciples of the two sects of Chanjie to the heaven, and I will make your plan to become a god impossible."

In fact, Haotian also knew very well in his heart that although he and himself were appointed by Hongjun as the Lords of the Heavenly Court, and the rights of the Heavenly Court were much greater than before, he was only obtained as the Emperor of Heaven for the sake of balancing the saints.

These immortal Hunyuan saints, if not for Li Qingming's face and the profit from Heaven, would never let their disciples take a trip into this muddy water. In their eyes, they are no better than saints.

They're all just ants!

After all the saints were polite, they dispersed!

Li Qingming followed Hou Tu and went to the Netherworld together.

After a while, Li Qingming and Hou Tu arrived in Fengdu. The Diwu clan members who had just arrived in the underworld asked people to notify the ancestral witches in Fengdu and hurried forward to pay their respects.

Hou Tu smiled and nodded, but there was too much sadness in this smile.

When they entered the capital, they saw the living ancestral witches headed by Di Jiang, as well as the Taoists of Heaven and Earth, waiting outside the Fengdu Hall early, waiting for the two of them quietly.

"Sister Houtu, brother Qingming, you are here!" There was a hint of sadness in Di Jiang's expression, and his tall and straight figure was already a little rickety.

Li Qingming smiled slightly and said: "What? Lord Wu of Emperor Jiang who fights against heaven and earth, why is everything so sad?"

The grumpy Zhu Rong glared at Li Qingming angrily and said, "Brother Qingming, Naz and other brothers died in the Lich War. Shouldn't we be sad?"

Li Qingming waved his hand and said: "Who said that Naz and others have fallen?"

"Huh?" Di Jiang perked up and said, "Brother Qingming, what do you mean..."

Li Qingming nodded slightly and said: "Heaven and Earth, take out all the witch treasures I asked you to collect!"

"Yes, I!" Tiandi Taoist nodded, took out a palm-sized bag, and began to pour it out.

Giant axes, long whips, maces... no less than tens of thousands of strange witchcraft treasures, all dim and scattered before Li Qingming's eyes.

At this time, Xuan Ming's eyes sparkled. Seeing Li Qingming's actions, he didn't understand why and asked: "Brother Qingming, Brother Mu, can they really come back from the dead?"

Li Qingming smiled slightly and said to Xuan Ming: "When I was refining these witch treasures, I specially created a spirit storage space inside. Although the witch clan does not cultivate souls, they still have true spirits. As long as they die.

At that time, with the witch treasure by your side, its remaining true spirit can be forcibly dragged into the spirit storage space by the witch treasure. In this way, I can recast its body and rebirth it."

Di Jiang and the other ancestral witches were stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then they were overjoyed, and quickly wanted to ask again. However, they saw that Li Qingming had already started to act. The ancestral witches did not dare to disturb them anymore, and quickly stopped what they were saying, with excited expressions on their faces.

Stand aside.

I saw Li Qingming take out a fist-sized piece of Nine Heavens Breathing Soil from the Qiankun Cauldron, then pull out the gourd mouth of the Qiankun Gourd, pour out a handful of Three Light Divine Water, sprinkle it on the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, and then directly draw it out from a witch treasure.

The true spirit of a great witch was kneaded according to the appearance of the true spirit.

After a while, the shape of the great witch had been shaped. Li Qingming put down the clay figurine in his hand and started the follow-up work based on his first experience.

It took a full hour to knead the bodies of the great witch and the ancestral witch among the more than 10,000 witch treasures.

Li Qingming smiled happily and looked up at the sky. Suddenly, a beating heart fell from the sky.

"Pangu's Heart?" Di Jiang was very surprised. Pangu's Heart had been stored in the Ancestral Witch Hall, so how could it appear here?

Li Qingming glanced at Di Jiang, directly forced out ten drops of blood from Pangu's heart, and threw it towards the clay figure in front of him.

Ten drops of blood, after soaring into the air, turned into a rain of blood and sank directly into a living clay figure.

Slowly, the surface of the clay body began to change. Gradually it turned into the healthy bronze skin of the Wu clan. There was still blood flowing under the skin, and the sound of blood pounding resounded throughout the sky.

At the same time, Li Qingming's hands did not stop, but continued to introduce the true spirits of the witch clan in the witch treasures into each body.

"Peng! Peng! Peng!"

With the infusion of the true spirit, a burst of light of law exploded in each body. The bright brilliance represented their original attributes.

"Buzz!"

A burst of glorious light flashed, and more than 10,000 bodies began to come to life. After a moment, the light was strong, and there was a loud "boom", and more than 10,000 eternal auras came from the Jiuyou Underworld, and instantly

All over the wild world.

After the brilliance passed, more than 10,000 men and women of the Wu clan were seen walking out.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that we would be able to come back to the wilderness again!" The one walking at the forefront was the ancestral wizard of wood, Jumang.

"Damn it, I thought this life was over!" Qiang Liang cursed and waved his fist, feeling that his power was much emptier, and muttered: "This is the peak of Taiyi Jinxian! I don't know when I will be able to do it.

Restore your previous cultivation level!"

"Xiaomu, Xiaolei!" Di Jiang and other surviving ancestral witches looked at the witch clan who had come back from the dead with great joy. The iron man who had been untouchable for hundreds of millions of years finally had tears in his eyes.

"Brother!" Gou Mang and Qiang Liang looked at Di Jiang excitedly. After experiencing life and death, they would cherish this family relationship more than others.



A bunch of wizards swooped down like fierce tigers, and witches were as strong as leopards. They hugged each other crazily and cried. This weird scene shocked Li Qingming.

Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward and said: "Okay, okay, you have a long life, don't act like a child! Now that the lich has declined, our witch clan should guard the underworld. Without the Taoist ancestor's order, we can't do anything.

Out of the Six Paths of Reincarnation!"

Di Jiang said: "Brother Qingming, don't worry! We are tired of fighting in the wild, and staying here can better develop the tribe!"

Li Qingming chuckled and said: "It's best if you think so! However, these six paths of reincarnation are the cornerstone of the ancient world. If we want to keep this private land of the Wu clan for a long time, we still need to use some means!"

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"By what means?" Di Jiang asked doubtfully.

Li Qingming became solemn and said: "Make an oath!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to read

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