Chapter 1150 Meet! Changyi and Mu Chenbai【1 Update】

Upon hearing this name, several other ancestral witches looked at each other and fell silent for a moment.

Seeing his colleagues looking like this, Xuan Ming frowned again: "You won't forget, right?"

"How is it possible?" Wu Jumang, the ancestor of the wood who was responsible for intelligence liaison, shook his head. "This woman was once the target of the master's special instructions. The power of blood in her body is indeed very strong."

Hou Tu took a sip of tea lightly and continued: "The empress made her with her own hands, and she also received essence and blood as a gift. She is much stronger than the average human race."

"That's right." Xuan Ming nodded, "Although we are no longer in the same camp as the empress, I have to say that the empress is worthy of being the empress. Even if she is trapped, she can detect the master's actions in advance and cast a part of the 'people' with her own hands. I went to the Illusory Great Thousand to cultivate them secretly and prevent the progress of the master’s plan.”

Gonggong smiled disdainfully: "It's a pity that the empress underestimated the master's strength. I didn't know that the master had known about her methods for a long time. The empress thought she was hiding deeply, but she didn't know that the mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole follows behind."

"If you think that you can use your own power to help the building collapse, even the empress... is still stupid." Wu Xizi, the ancestor of electricity, also said contemptuously, "If the emperor of Tianyu hadn't noticed something, he would have personally destroyed their My son has been sent to the Lingxuan World, so if the master doesn’t worry about it, I can take care of him.”

The defeat in Huaxu Continent was really a stain on his life.

Originally, he only needed to collect all the power of luck and transfer it to the Witch Clan. Then he could go to the Wanling Continent and reincarnate like this, causing the Lingxuan World to automatically collapse and the creatures on it to have no support. Naturally, will die automatically.

But why!

But on that day, the Young Master of the Territory wanted to come out to stop him. Not only did he steal the power of his luck, he also forced him to leave Huaxu Continent. In the end, he returned home in vain, causing him to recuperate for a long time after he came back, and was hurt by his master again. Scolded.

He is so angry!

"If the Queen wants to use people from the God Clan to deal with us, we can naturally deal with the Great Desolate in turn." Xuan Ming said coldly, "That's why Master brought many people with the blood of the Demon God from there before destroying the Wanling Continent. man of."

The Twelve Ancestral Witches know this very well.

Nuwa loved people and practiced the way of great love. She could not watch them destroy the ancient wilderness and kill all living beings, so she had a backup plan to prepare for future contingencies.

Not only did she create humans with her own blood essence, but she also collected the essence and blood of many other innate or acquired demon gods to create various "people" with the blood of demon gods.

This is also why there are so many people with the blood of the Demon God in Wanling Continent. They do not really have the inheritance of the Demon God, they are just created by Nuwa with the help of blood essence.

Therefore, the gods also have the largest number of people.

Among these gods, Changyi's bloodline is the most powerful.

The master also said that although Nuwa was imprisoned, because she was ranked second in strength among the saints of heaven, she could only trap herself, but not her spiritual thoughts and other actions. This made Nuwa There is an opportunity to take advantage of.

But fortunately, any energy in the prison cannot be regenerated. Every time Nuwa consumes part of her spiritual power, soul power, etc., she will become a lot weaker, until she becomes a "waste" with no cultivation and no energy.

Xuan Ming vaguely remembered that just a few years ago, the master said that Nuwa used another energy for some unknown reason. This energy was the only one she had left. Now Nuwa has no ability to move.

As long as they get rid of all the backhands left by Nuwa, no matter how powerful Nuwa is, she will never be able to recover!

However, the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not actually know that the Wanling Continent was formed from the fragments of the continent after the original prehistoric period was shattered, nor did they know that time had gone back in time.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches only thought that the Wanling Continent was a continent specifically created by Nuwa using the Law of Creation. She created many creatures on it and sent them to the illusory universe to prevent them from discovering them.

"I agree, Chang Yi is a good candidate." Hou Tu said calmly, "She can take Qiang Liang's place."

"Yes." Xuan Ming nodded slightly, "Qiang Liang is the ancestral wizard of thunder. I also remember that the empress has a divine thunder of creation, which is stronger than the master's Yuqing divine thunder."

"I have no objection." Gonggong shrugged, "I just want to know who else do you want to choose to replace Zhu Rong?"

"Zhu Rong has to find a fire cultivator to replace him." Xuan Ming said, "There is also a person named 'Tian Huan' who controls the true fire of Samadhi."

As soon as these words came out, Gonggong was stunned: "Samadhi True Fire? This is impossible! Even Zhu Rong has never controlled an original fire!"

The ten original fires were born from the fire of chaos, but they also exist apart from the fire of chaos. The original source is the root of things.

According to the laws of heaven and earth, the original fire cannot be controlled by one person, unless it is similar to Yuan Feng's Nirvana Fire, or Taiyi Emperor Jun's True Fire of the Sun.

"The master is also a little surprised by this." Xuan Ming said, "I looked at Tian Huan. His bloodline power comes from a demon who is not even the Taiyi Golden Immortal. He is humble. The master guessed that someone helped him. Tamed the true fire of samadhi.”

"!"

At this time, even Hou Tu couldn't help but be surprised: "Tame the true fire of Samadhi?"

"Yes." Xuan Ming's eyes were heavy, "So, even if the power of his bloodline is not strong, after controlling the Samadhi True Fire, his strength has greatly increased, and the master will bring him to the prehistoric era."

Hou Tu was silent for a few seconds: "In this case, he can indeed take Zhu Rong's place."

Cultivation is nothing, the master can help improve it.

"All that's left now..." Xuan Ming was saying, but a sudden burst of sullen energy rushed up, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Under the surprised gazes of the ancestor witches, Xuan Ming wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, his eyes extremely gloomy.

Damn it!

The energy that fell on him during that calamity has not been eliminated to this day. Not only has his cultivation been greatly reduced, but also disasters have fallen on his body.

Patriarch Bodhi's vision is indeed as vicious as ever, and each of his apprentices becomes more powerful than the last.

A stone monkey, Taiyi Golden Immortal, fought against Heaven alone when he was at his peak, and this brat... no, that yellow-haired girl was just a true immortal crossing the Golden Immortal's calamity. She was able to cause such harm to him, which was simply beyond his expectation. .

Gonggong was a little gloating about the misfortune, but he said on his face: "Isn't it right, Brother Xuanming, the master has already treated your injuries, but you haven't recovered yet?"

Hou Tu said coldly: "Gonggong, don't you know that for us, the law of heaven is the biggest enemy? Why don't you give it a try?"

At that time, Heaven had an idea and sent down a calamity, and they had to die.

The catastrophe was also brought down by heaven, and the power contained in it would naturally do great harm to them.

As soon as Hou Tu opened his mouth, Gonggong suddenly didn't dare to speak.

Xuan Ming took an elixir, and some color returned to his face: "I have two candidates for this third person. One is named 'Chu Shang'. He doesn't have the power of blood, but he has the same power as us. The power of the same origin.”

"Hmm -?" Hou Tu's eyes became sharper, "What's going on?"

Xuan Ming smiled faintly: "It should be because he has been contaminated with demonic energy or is related to the person who was planted with demonic seeds."

Hou Tu closed his eyes and rubbed his teacup: "What about the second candidate?"

"The second one's name is 'Muchen Bai'. It turns out that he was not brought here by the master on his own initiative." Leave it there.”

"But his strength is not bad. He is good at swordsmanship, which can make up for Di Jiang's position."

Di Jiang, the ancestral wizard of space speed.

Di Jiang was also extremely powerful among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but it was a pity that he was destroyed by the Emperor of Heaven himself. Even if Black Mist took action, it would be impossible to resurrect him.

When it comes to this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches dare to get angry but dare not speak out.

Among the four universes, the Great Desolate is adjacent to the Illusory Great Thousand, and the two emperors of Tianyu who are the controllers of the Illusory Great Thousand do not care much, so they choose to go directly to the Wanling Continent.

But who would have known that these "idle" Emperors of the Heaven and Realm would actually come back at the critical moment?

Hou Tu thought for a long time, and finally knocked on the table lightly: "Then bring the four people you mentioned and see who is more suitable."

"That's what I had in mind, and there's one more thing -" Xuan Ming coughed a few more times, and his voice became colder, "That day in the heaven, the master failed to kill the yellow-haired girl and Nezha, and was killed by the monkey. If a good thing is ruined, the majesty of heaven will be greatly reduced."

"The master ordered us that even if we cannot deal with these three people, we must make them lose their reputation in the Three Realms and make everyone desert them."

Hou Tu's fingers suddenly tightened, and strong hatred overflowed from his eyes: "Where have they gone now?"

Xuan Ming slowly said: "Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood, Asura Clan."

**

"Wow!"

"Clatter, crash, crash -"

The sky and earth are blue, and the rain is pouring.

Mountains and rivers are crumbling, and black clouds are pressing down on the ground.

There was no light, as if all hope had been buried.

Su Qingli's hands were on the ground. She gritted her teeth and held on tightly. She endured the sweetness in her throat and exhaled slowly.

Blood gurgled down the wounds on her body, mixed with the rain, and became muddy, dyeing the surrounding ground red, which was shocking.

This was the six hundred and sixty-sixth level. It was her first time to break through to this level, but she failed miserably.

"Stop struggling, give up." An indifferent voice came from high up, coldly and indifferently, "With your current strength, you can't survive at all. You'd better go back quickly. When you are promoted to Daluo Jinxian in the future, maybe you can try your best. try."

Su Qingli gritted her teeth and looked up. There was still fog in front of her. Apart from the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, no one could be seen.

But she knew who the speaker was, even though he clearly shouldn't be here.

Su Qingli didn't answer, but still insisted on not falling down.

The sound of rain is getting louder and louder, and the thunder and lightning in the sky are flashing with fangs and claws, as if a huge profit net is about to descend on the world.

Seeing that she didn't answer, the voice became a little colder: "Aren't you going back?"

"No -" Su Qingli struggled to swallow the sweetness in her throat, and she said word by word, "I will not quit on my own initiative."

"Come on... Since you don't want to voluntarily withdraw, then!" After a faint silence, the voice sounded again, seemingly compassionate, but clearly filled with infinite indifference, "I will personally send you back."

"Stab it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden ray of light broke through the layers of ink clouds in the sky, and with unparalleled power, it headed straight towards Su Qingli!

Su Qingli looked up, her vision was blurred, and she could barely see a huge handprint, which contained some kind of destructive power and was about to take her life.

She couldn't help but smile bitterly, her fingers still trembling.

We have finally reached this point, are we still going to die...

She was really useless. Not only did she fail to find Feng Yimo, she also failed to save her lover and friends in Infernal Affairs.

The handprints are constantly approaching, and the power of destruction is shocking.

With a loud "boom", the handprint finally fell, and the space shattered in an instant, as if a punch hit the glass out of thin air, cracking inch by inch, which made people jump with fear.

Su Qingli was propped on the ground, with no spiritual energy left. She had no strength to move, and could only watch the handprint hit her body.

But right now!

"Ali!"

A shout came from behind, and in an instant, a figure suddenly rose into the air and stood directly in front of the handprint.

The next second, the figure raised his fist and punched it into the sky.

With a crisp "click" sound, the handprint shattered in an instant, and even the destructive power was forcibly suppressed.

Su Qingli's pupils shrank, her expression was full of disbelief, and she lost her voice: "Young Master?!"

Sure enough, I started to fill in the holes and got stuck at the end. I squatted in the corner and cried for a while┭┮﹏┭┮

Don’t worry, it’s impossible to have such bloody misunderstandings between relatives and friends.

Well~ I wish everyone a happy White Day (*￣3)(ε￣*)