The beginning of the wilderness accepts Styx as godson

"Is this a cosmic demon?" Houtu took a closer look, and then murmured, "It seems to have died a long time ago."

"What?" Yang Li heard it, and looked at the mercury-shaped demon that was still condensing, "Then why is it still moving?"

"This is the characteristic of the extraterrestrial demon. It is not evil in nature, but only a part of the manifested rules. Even if it dies and its consciousness dissipates, it will not disappear. The body will turn into a pure regular body, which is this wriggling liquid."

Hou Tu explained.

Yang Li spat twice, and quickly kicked the thing away, "Brother, I'm sorry, I thought you were invisible and qualityless, you must be very powerful, I didn't intend to hurt you, sin, sin."

Houtu forced a smile and said: "It's okay, what it said is right, it is indeed a demon, as long as there is a chance, it will devour living beings, and those who strengthen their bodies, death... is a good thing."

Only then did Yang Li relieve his nervousness a little.

I am still kind-hearted and soft-hearted, knowing that the other party is the evil party, I also feel that I have hurt it.

"Oh, I never thought of hurting others." Yang Li shook his head compassionately, and then looked at Houtu: "Can we deal with other ancestor witches now? What should we do first? Do we have to fight the other ancestors?" tribes of witches, forcing them to summon their ancestors?"

Hearing Yang Li's impatient tone, another thought flashed in Houtu's mind: Is it right for me to do this?

"You don't need to find other shamans. I am the ancestral shaman of the earth. The power of the earth encompasses everything. I can simulate the descendants of every bloodline and summon other ancestral witches."

"That's great, when will it start?"

Yang Li asked excitedly.

"Just here, anyway, here is already nothingness, and after the battle, if something really breaks out, it won't have a big impact."

"Okay, let's start then."

"When I call, I will hide away. At that time, when they come out, they will only see you, lest they find out my plan." Speaking of this, Houtu was worried, and emphasized again: "Saint, other ancestors Wu is fine... But when Xuan Ming comes out, you must not go too far, she is a woman after all."

Yang Li was a little unhappy, "What did I say? When did I go too far? I'm playing the villain, but I'm not really the villain."

"Then... let's do it."

Houtu took a deep look at Yang Li and flew into the depths of the darkness.

Yang Li stood where he was, a little excited.

According to the previous agreement, it was Gonggong who was summoned first by Houtu.

This iron god who smashed Buzhou Mountain with his head was finally about to be seen.

This feeling is a bit like a fan meeting an idol.

"Master, when Huigong comes out, can I follow you and fight together?" Kunpeng also had an excited expression on his face.

He was born in Beiming, the former ancestor of Beiming, but after he went to heaven, Beiming was taken over by Gonggong, the water god. This incident has always made Kunpeng worry about it.

If he were to fight alone, Gonggong would not be his opponent at all, but who would let him have eleven brothers and sisters?

After several conflicts, Kunpeng never took advantage of it, and hated Gonggong for a long time.

To be reasonable, if he was not afraid of the saint's wrath, he would have planned to kill that bastard Gonggong right here.

"Fine, if you want to make a move, feel free to do so." Hearing what Xiao Hui said, Yang Li thought it was just right.

Gonggong is too famous, and it feels unsafe to attack only by yourself.

More little grays, more help.

At the same time, he also felt that it was good to let Xiao Hui vent his anger. It was not easy to wander with him all day long. He couldn't get enough meat every day, so he could only eat some yellow pears to barely fill his stomach.

"Xiao Hui, you can shoot casually later. Gonggong is the ancestor witch, and his body will definitely be strong. He will fight with all his heart, and it will be fine. I heard that hitting sandbags is also a way to relieve stress. My master is poor, and I can't do that. I can only find someone else. Zu Wu plays a sandbag as a cameo, let you vent, it's a benefit."

Yang Li patted Xiao Hui's head, "Follow me, I'm sorry for you."

"Hmm!" Kunpeng squinted and laughed.

At this time, the figure of Houtu could no longer be seen. Yang Li waited for a while, wondering how he summoned him, when suddenly there was the sound of surging water waves in the abyss. The waves came.

"Already summoned?" Hearing the tsunami-like voice, Yang Li was taken aback, his body tensed, waiting for Gong Gong to appear.

Going back a little bit in time, in the infinitely far north, the boundless sea is filled with icy chill, vaster than the sky.

"Di Jun, what are you doing in Beihai? Do you want to take a bath in the sea? Haha!"

The insolent voice echoed between the sea and the sky. A big man with his upper body naked and exuding a monstrous moisture was standing on the sea and looking towards the sky.

Di Jun is a three-legged golden crow, the emperor of flames, so naturally he doesn't like sea water, his words are undoubtedly ridiculed.

In the clouds, Di Jun remained unmoved, looked at the big man, and said calmly: "Gong Gong, I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you, so I will ask you, have you ever seen a demon master?"

Kunpeng has been missing for so long, and Di Jun has been investigating, but he can't find any clues.

Gonggong occupied Beihai, had conflicts with demon masters, and was suspected of committing crimes. If the plan is right, gather a few ancestor witches and lay in ambush together. There is a real chance to capture Kunpeng.

Gonggong smiled and replied, "Do you think I have seen it?"

He wished that the demon ancestor who always came to fight for the North Sea died quickly, so he didn't know what happened, and he also wanted to confuse the public, confuse Di Jun, and delay their time to find Kunpeng.

"I think you really want to die!"

Di Jun snorted coldly and stretched out his hand to make a move. The clouds behind him were dyed with golden light, and layers of cloud curtains emerged. Each layer had millions of heavenly soldiers and generals, each with ferocious animal heads, fierce eyes, and holding a cold light. With flickering weapons, he looked at the North Sea.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed?!"

Beihai is the old nest of Gonggong, and there are naturally countless Chen soldiers. Following the shouts of the ancestors, the water waves surged into the sky. Among the turbulent waves, the burly Wu tribe warriors stood full of the waves.

"I see if you dare to do it!"

Gonggong is an ancestral witch with a high status. If there is a conflict now, it means that the Lich War has completely broken out.

This is also the reason why Kunpeng only used his personal identity before, and did not use the Heavenly Court to help recapture the North Sea.

Di Jun definitely didn't dare to do anything at this time, he was just trying to frighten him.

Gong Gong looked at the other party proudly, with confidence in mind.

"Huh?" Sensing the call of a descendant of blood, Gong Gong frowned.

He has always been warlike, and he has already ordered that, except for powerful enemies that he cannot face, he cannot use bloodline summoning for other trivial matters.

Now that there is movement, it proves that it is another opportunity to fight wantonly.

Knowing that we can't fight here, Gong Gong didn't want to confront Di Jun all the time, so he raised his head and shouted: "Di Jun, if you have the guts, just wait for me to come back. I'll see if you dare to do it!"

"Children, warm the wine for me, I'll come as soon as I go!"