Hong Huang: The ancestral witches are sanctified before the sermon is finished

If this was a direct confrontation, if I punched him, I would really have to kneel down and beg them not to die.

Li Hao sighed in his heart.

"Is this the prehistoric top power? Pooh! It's nothing."

Looking up, he looked at the powerful men who were falling like hype falling from the sky.

A thought suddenly appeared, Li Hao raised the corners of his mouth, smiled evilly, and waved his hands, "Go, brothers, come with me."

After all, he turned around and walked towards the direction where the Almighty fell.

The ancestral witches didn't have time to ask any more questions, so they rushed to catch up.

The place where these powerful people fell is not far away, it is near Buzhou Mountain.

In fact, from the prehistoric to the chaotic, one can enter from anywhere, but if the monks of the prehistoric want to return to the prehistoric, they must return from Buzhou Mountain.

This may have been specially arranged by Hongjun. After all, Buzhou Mountain is located in the middle, so it is convenient to return to the southeast and northwest.

Of course, it is also possible that Hongjun did this in order to seal off Chaos after being in harmony with his body.

Li Hao rushed to the crash site with the ancestral witches, and the mighty fell to the ground in a haphazard manner, in a sprawling shape.

Seeing this, Li Hao smiled in satisfaction, without hesitation, under the puzzled gazes of the ancestor witches, he lowered his body and rummaged through a Da Neng.

After a while, a magic weapon was found, "Hey! Not bad! Xiantian Lingbao."

After saying this, he continued to rummage, and after a while, he found another one, picked it up and looked at it, and curled his lips, "This one won't work, it's just the Houtian Lingbao."

After all, he threw the magic weapon aside casually, and went to the next big power to continue searching.

After working for a long time, Li Hao raised his head and looked at the stunned ancestral witches, and said extremely displeased.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and look for it?"

The ancestral witches all gasped when they heard this, and Zhu Rong even spoke.

"Thirteenth brother, this...isn't it good to do this?"

"Does this count as robbery? How bad is the influence?"

With a straight face, Li Hao resigned righteously.

"Third brother, what's your name?"

"How can we call this robbery? We are saving them, understand?"

Zhu Rong shook his head, "I... I don't quite understand!"

Li Hao looked at the other ancestral witches again, "Then do you understand?"

The ancestral witches also shook their heads, expressing that they did not understand.

Li Hao slapped his forehead and sighed, "You are really the worst ancestor witch I have ever brought."

"These fellow Taoists are seriously injured, and it is inevitable that they have difficulty breathing. The magic weapon is heavy. At this moment, they must be lightened to ensure smooth breathing."

"Do you understand now? We are helping them, how can it be called robbery?"

The ancestral witches shook their heads, followed by nodding their heads, in a half-understand anyway.

Li Hao rolled his eyes, "Since you understand, then act quickly? What are you still doing?"

The ancestral witches were startled suddenly, and ran away, one by one, and began to rummage.

At the same time, far away in the Zixiao Palace in the chaos.

Hongjun's face was flushed, and he laughed heartily. The reason is very simple, just now the mysterious and yellow energy suddenly dropped.

He has obtained a large amount of merit, which is enough to be wealthy enough to be fit and healthy.

Of course, Hongjun is not a stingy person, at least he is not stingy to Yaochi, as for Haotian, he is not too stingy.

Hongjun called Yaochi and Haotian, and gave two-thirds of Fuyu's merits to Yaochi, and the remaining third to Haotian.

Yaochi thanked Hongjun generously, and Haotian also expressed his gratitude to Hongjun.

This time, Haotian didn't feel that Hongjun favored one another, or that he was already used to Hongjun's behavior.

Letting go of the original, all the good things should belong to Yao Chi, but now he has his own share, which is enough to make Haotian happy.

The three staged a family drama in which the father is kind and the son is filial, which moves the world.

The three of them were having an intimate time here, and there was a loud bang when the father, son, and daughter were reunited.

Immediately after, the Zixiao Palace, which stood still in the chaos for endless years, began to shake.

Good guy!The degree of shaking was not small, Yaochi and Haotian were directly shaken to this side, stumbled.

Even Hongjun couldn't sit upright on the futon anymore, he assumed a weird posture.

How to describe it?It's very similar to how many children would shake their bodies when they were young when they played game consoles. It's quite weird anyway.

The shaking lasted for a short time before it stopped.

At this time, the Zixiao Palace was upside down, scattered, and broken, and the scene was chaotic and a mess.

Hongjun couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately pinched his fingers to calculate, but after this calculation, he was stupefied again, it's okay if he can't calculate anything?

How many times has this happened?Still let people live?Am I Hongjun shameless?

Just as he was thinking about it, Hongjun felt a wave of black and yellow energy condensing, and before he had time to think about it, he immediately looked down on Honghuang.

After seeing the situation, Hongjun grinned and said secretly in his heart.

"Not bad! Not bad! There are seeds about to germinate, which is a great blessing."

"My hard work for so many years is finally not in vain, congratulations! Congratulations!"

Chapter 255: Nu Wa Becomes a Saint!Terran now

Hongjun was very happy, because the seeds he planted finally germinated, and the growth was really rapid.

It has been less than a hundred years since the end of the sermon, and someone has grown up, and he really deserves to be the person I have placed high hopes on.

the other side.

Li Hao and the ancestral witches who were looking for treasures naturally also discovered the sudden change of the situation.

First, there were dark clouds, as if someone else was proving the truth, but of course the ancestral witches would not really think so.

The reason is very simple. First of all, this black cloud is not as turbulent as the robbery cloud of Dao.

Secondly, the whole prehistoric practice is Hongjun's method of beheading corpses, and no one concentrates on comprehending the law to strengthen their own bodies.

Without this step, it is naturally impossible to prove the way with strength.

After a while, as expected by the ancestral witches, the dark cloud spread and disappeared with a puff.

The mysterious and mysterious mysterious and yellow air suddenly gathered, the purple air came from the east, and the auspicious clouds were floating.

The sky is full of hype, the earth is springing up with golden springs, and other visions appear one after another.

Li Hao looked at these visions and the dark and yellow energy gathered above the sky, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled lightly.

Seeing this, Houtu asked suspiciously.

"Brother, do you know what's going on?"

Li Hao nodded with a smile, and explained softly, "This is the mysterious and yellow aura, don't you know it? Didn't we see it together last time?"

Hou Tu twisted his body, found a comfortable angle, and then spoke.

"Well, last time you said that Nuwa has done something that has merit in the prehistoric world, so it is a merit from heaven."

Li Hao raised his hand and stroked Houtu's face, "Yes, this time it was caused by Nuwa."

Hou Tu curled his lips after listening, "Brother, do you like that woman?"

Li Hao shook his head again and again, helplessly.

"Sister, what are you thinking? Why do I like it?"

Hou Tu pouted, and his little face was extremely cute, "You will smile unconsciously when you mention her these two times. To be honest, are you waiting for her to be sanctified? So that you can fool around with her?"

Li Hao held up his hands as a sign of surrender, and said in a flattering tone.

"Sister, I am indeed waiting for her to be sanctified." After saying this, Hou Tu's face became obviously gloomy, and Li Hao hurriedly continued.

"Waiting for her to be sanctified is not for fooling around, but once she is sanctified, many things will be on the right track, and our troubles will come."

"In contrast, if this matter is successfully completed, our family will be safe once and for all, and we can also talk about love."

After hearing these words, Houtu's face turned red immediately, as if he was about to bleed.

It is true that she really wanted to be with her younger brother Li Hao, but she was a woman after all, so she would feel shy to say such words so directly.

Li Hao heaved a sigh of relief after finishing the Houtu, turned around and walked towards Dijiang, and said in a low voice.

"Brother, this vision is caused by Nuwa. I'm afraid she will become a saint. We have to make plans early."

Di Jiang didn't understand the relationship between Nuwa's sanctification and the Wu clan. You must know that Nuwa and the Wu clan have always been in harmony with each other.

To be honest, the witch clan still has kindness to Nuwa, so maybe that woman will avenge her kindness?

At this time, Di Jiang's heart was complicated, and he wanted to ask, but it was difficult to ask.

However, Di Jiang also understood that his thirteenth brother would never joke about the safety of his family, so he nodded, "Understood, I will call a meeting with my brothers later, let's talk about this matter."

Li Hao also nodded, continued to bury his head in the book, and packed everything up quickly so that he could go back to the meeting.

at the same time.

The other direction of Buzhou Mountain.

All kinds of visions appeared one after another, such as spring on dead trees, lotus growing every step of the way, all kinds of things, everything that one expects to find.

All kinds of enlightened and unenlightened creatures rushed in one direction.

That was on a cliff not far away, Nuwa was sitting cross-legged on it with her eyes closed.

A waterfall of long hair is dragged behind, surrounded by countless mysterious Taoism.

Suddenly, Nvwa opened her eyes suddenly, and all the lights shot out,

As soon as she raised her hand, a mana wrapped in a piece of soil in front of her and hung in the air.

Under the entanglement of mana, the mud changes various forms, and finally turns into a clay figurine.

Nuwa was overjoyed, and waved her hand, and the clay figurine floated over and landed on the palm of her hand.

Afterwards, she exhaled a breath of immortal air and merged into the clay figurine.

After a while, the clay figurine began to tremble slightly, and its expression became vivid.

After a while, the clay figurine struggled to get up, bowed to Nuwa, and shouted, "I have seen the Holy Mother, the Holy Mother is merciful."

Nüwa nodded, and continued to knead the clay with her mana, repeating the previous actions, and one by one clay figurines appeared in flesh and blood, and they bowed at the same head, saying, "Holy Mother is merciful."

Nuwa nodded in the same way, and continued to knead the clay figurine until it reached three thousand, and then she stopped temporarily.

She held her pink cheeks and frowned tightly. It's not that she didn't want to pinch, but she felt that it was too slow.

Nuwa planned to create 12 in her prediction, but the current speed is too slow.

She thought about it, and finally remembered the congenital gourd vine that she begged for back then.

Take it out decisively, refine the gourd vine, wrap it with mana and immortal energy, that is, the power of good fortune, and throw it out continuously after being stained with mud, one by one clay figurines appear in front of you.

Seeing the effect, Nuwa was very happy. Although these clay figurines were not as good as the [-] fabricated ones before, they were not too bad.

Relatively speaking, she was quite satisfied. In this way, Nu Wa continued to shake the mud, until it was full of 12, and then stopped.

At this time, Nu Wa was already densely packed with people, she looked at these creatures created by herself, and said.

"My name is Nvwa. Today I feel that there are only one type of creatures in the wild, and I created a special race called the human race."

As soon as these words came out, the human race knelt down and kowtowed, thanking Nuwa for her kindness and giving them life.

Suddenly, there was a burst of thunder above the sky, and the black and yellow air suddenly descended. Seventy percent fell on Nuwa, one percent fell on the human race, and the remaining twenty percent went to the remaining Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, and one percent to the rest of the Nine Heavens. Congenital gourd vine.

This also made the innate gourd vine, which was extremely mediocre even though its level was comparable to the innate spirit treasure, leap to become the human whip of the acquired merit and virtue supreme treasure.

Hmm... Not only does it have a name, but it even has attack power. Even if it is a little weaker, it is still a treasure that kills people without karma.

Witnessing all kinds of visions, the prehistoric creatures onlookers sighed greatly, but before they finished sighing, something that shocked their jaws happened.