Four ways to destroy the world

Helping Gilgamesh is not difficult, but Gilgamesh himself lacks the weapons to fight against the gods.Similarly, Luo Hu didn't have a magic weapon in his hand.

Hongjun's sword doesn't count.

Broken things are not sent to the garbage dump.

After much deliberation, Luo Hu finally met the Sun Shooting God Bow. Although this thing is not an innate magic weapon, it was made by the Wu Clan after all, so it is not much worse.

Although he was not familiar with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he knew someone.

Prince Changqin.

The son of Zhu Rong, he is considered to be half a high-ranking official.

He found Prince Changqin, and said to him, "Help me find the Sun Shooting God Bow, and I can give the Wu clan a way out."

Most of the prehistoric powers are invisible, even though Luo Hu looks like a mediocre half-demon, but the person who befriends him is the sage Nuwa.

Talking and laughing, as if they knew each other, Nuwa's words even brought a bit of tenderness.

In just a short moment on the face, countless thoughts have already flashed in my heart.Prince Changqin quickly came to a conclusion, and held the piano to salute Luo Hu respectfully.

He was born to be rich and handsome, and he was fond of singing and music, with a bit of gentleness and elegance.When I laugh, I suddenly see peach blossoms blooming, but today, there is a bit of chilling coldness in my eyes, which makes people tremble with fear.

"Trouble senior."

When we met again a few days later, Prince Changqin came to see Luo Hu empty-handed, but there was one more person beside him.

Luo Hu recognized this woman, and she appeared in Zixiao Palace during the second sermon, and warned the demon clan to be alert. According to those demon clan, this is Empress Houtu.

The witch clan has no soul, and dissipates into the world after death, and is determined by Hongjun to be unable to become a saint.At that time, Houtu was extremely shocked when he heard it, and lost his composure on the spot, questioning the injustice of heaven.

Hongjun didn't respond, just like the Dao of that day, he watched with cold eyes, watching Houtu recede sadly.

From Luo Hu's point of view, there is no difference between the Witch Clan and the Monster Clan. Hongjun is willing to help the Monster Clan. Maybe Nuwa is from the Monster Clan.Luo Hu didn't think too much about it. It was up to him to help whoever he liked, and he didn't have to weigh the future anyway.

"Friend Daoist, we meet again."

Houtu knew Luo Hu, and this Hongjun took special care of him, but the other party didn't appreciate it, which really made Houtu look sideways.

Now that Luohu is going to shoot the Sun God Bow, Houtu understands that this is an opportunity.

Maybe she can learn the way out of the Wu Clan from Luo Hu.

"Nine of the ten golden crows go to save one. For the Wu Clan, the Sun Shooting Divine Bow is indeed useless. But fellow Taoists know that there is no free lunch in the world. It’s somewhat unreasonable to shoot the Sun God Bow.”

Luo Hu is not very tired of Houtu, after all, as Houtu said, there is no need to be sympathetic to each other, not to mention that this is still in the prehistoric times.

"One Sun Shooting Bow, one question."

Luo Hu set out the conditions, choose one of the two, "Your method of sanctification, the strategy for the continuation of the witch clan."

Prince Changqin didn't care about one or two, Houtu said without thinking, "I choose the Wu clan."

"Miss."

"No need to say more!"

She stopped the prince Changqin who was hesitant to speak, took out the Sun Shooting God Bow, and attached the last arrow cluster as a gift, and said softly, "The Witch Clan thanked the Taoist friends first."

One of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, his skill is comparable to that of Emperor Jun, and he is admired by thousands of witches.Now humbled to the dust.

Prince Changqin was already in tears, clenched his fists and remained silent.Luo Hu didn't eat this set, and he didn't give any extra glances. He only accepted the Sun Shooting Bow and told Houtu.

"The two clans of lich and monster will perish, and the human race will prosper. If your witch clan wants to survive, I don't need to say anything."

It doesn't matter if you kill the human race, or hide your name and enter the human race.It has nothing to do with him, Luo Hu. From the beginning to the end, he has nothing to do with the human race.

Hou Tu naturally didn't believe what Luo Hu said, and he said eloquently, "The human race is weak, how can it control the prehistoric world."

"If the human race is strong, what do you need a saint for?" Luo Hu sneered, "Your witch clan is strong, and if the twelve ancestor witches unite, even saints will suffer. Houtu, you are in vain for being clever and resourceful, even this Can't see through."

"What's so good about sitting on an equal footing? It's better to look down on all living beings and let ants pay homage."

After a few words, Hou Tu's face was pale, his body was on the verge of falling, and his expression seemed to be crying but not smiling.

"It's so, it's so!"

Luo Hu no longer listened to what he said in the future. He left the two desperate witches behind, turned to Nuwa Palace, and told Nuwa straight to the point, "I helped you become a saint in the past, and you owe me a share of karma. Today I will help you become a saint." Just come here and ask for it, and hand over the nine clusters of arrows that shot the Golden Crow to death, and you and I will write it off from now on."

Although this request sounds excessive, but Luo Hu traded sanctification for karma, and in reality, Nu Wa made money. She quickly gathered herself and agreed.

"However, Emperor Jun is still immersed in the pain of losing his son, and the arrow clusters can only be obtained after the funeral. Fellow Daoist, wait for a few days."

There is no objection to this. After Nuwa went to the heavenly court, Luo Hu, who had nothing to do, started thinking about the Sun Shooting God Bow. He remembered that after Pangu created the world, the Pure World Qinglian born in Hongmeng was also divided.

One of the lotus seeds fell into Luohu's hands and became a twelfth-rank black lotus.He even showed this thing to Hongjun, he thought it was ugly.Later, it was taken by Hongjun, where did it go?

Luo Hu thought for a long time, and finally remembered that Hongjun often went out during that time, and when he asked about the way, he didn't say anything, only that he would know in the future.

Luo Hu could actually guess the whereabouts of the twelfth-rank World-Exterminating Black Lotus. This thing fascinated him inexplicably, but Luo Hu didn't like this naughty thing.So he opened his eyes and closed his eyes to follow Hongjun.

It's just that he was killed by Hongjun, and there was no chance to take this thing back.

Now that he suddenly remembered, it wasn't that he was itching for Hongjun's teeth again, but that Luo Hu remembered that these twelve rank black lotuses were stained with tyrannical earth, water, fire and wind.

He squeezed the golden arrow in his hand, got up and walked outside Nuwa Palace.

That king of mortals really suits Rahu's taste, and Rahu doesn't mind giving him a gift.

Following the guidance of the spirit, Luo Hu soon came to a blessed land of gods, where it was snowing all year round, and the blowing snow made ordinary people unable to open their eyes, let alone the chill all over their bodies.The strange thing is that even though it's bitingly cold outside, the entrance of the cave with the twelfth-rank Mieshi Heilian pregnant with it is warm spring.

Pieces of flying snow submerge into the pool, just like thousands of pear blossoms falling into the water.

Further inside, there is the Twelve Grade Mieshi Black Lotus in full bloom. The lotus leaves blooming in light ink extend from Luohu's feet into the open black lotus, layer upon layer, and the flower core can be vaguely seen.

And the tumbling earth, water, fire and wind.

He waded in and disturbed a pool of spring water. When his fingertips landed on the black lotus petals, the devilish energy from above instantly poured into Luo Hu's body, attacking the confinement left by the Dao of Heaven.

The shadow on the water surface began to stretch and grow longer, and the black hair fell into the water, and a pale hand picked it up, and the water droplets rolled down to the sleeves along the veins, wetting large areas.

so troublesome.

Luo Hu, who had returned to his original body, squinted his eyes and rolled up his sleeves. The clothes were not heaven | clothes. After returning to his original body, the sleeves were so short that they couldn't cover his forearms at all.He simply took off his original clothes, and only took a single shirt and draped it over his shoulders.The devilish energy contained in this place made him very comfortable, and he didn't mind staying longer.

Left and right Nuwa couldn't come back for a while.

Luo Hu tore off a petal, studied it in front of the light for half a day, opened his mouth and bit a big corner, and his face turned ugly afterward.

Tired to death.

But it's a good thing after all, it's too sweet to be bored, but I still want it anyway.

He squeezed his nose and managed to eat a few slices, but Luo Hu couldn't take any more. He took the ground, water, fire, and wind from the flower's heart, trying to refine it into the arrow.

This thing was before the creation of the world, and it was difficult for a saint to control it, and it was extremely difficult for Rahu to refine it.Fortunately, the power of the earth, water, fire, and wind has been weakened a lot, and Luo Hu finally succeeded in refining it.

After a lot of hard work, Luo Hu lost a lot of energy, and now his body is not as good as before, and he can still be alive after three days and three nights.He estimated the time when Nuwa would come back, and stared sleepily at the remaining twelfth-rank Black Lotus.

Stretch out your hands to eat cleanly, lie down and take a bath to rest.

The magic power pouring into the body again began to accumulate the damaged soul, Luo Hu's eyelids gradually clenched, and his fingers could not use force.The body slides into the water and finally submerges completely.

Before the consciousness sank into chaos, a black shadow flashed past the entrance of the cave, which seemed to be an old friend.

Or maybe the wind and snow got bigger.

Luo Hu was unable to think too much and gave up control of his body.

……

But soon, that figure came to the edge of the pool. He looked at Luo Hu, who was sleeping underwater, and at the naked twelfth-rank Black Lotus, with an indifferent expression on his face.

After raising it for so long, I have developed this ability.

Hongjun was going to leave, but his obsession persisted.

If he were Rahu, he would not have this opportunity.If it wasn't for Luo Hu, what chance would we have of meeting each other?

The white robe floated on the water, and it was originally a dusty appearance, but it was quickly pulled down by the pool water and fell into the water together.

Picking up that familiar face from the water, Hongjun took off Luo Hu's coat and put his hand on his left chest.

Everything is fine, but no scars.

The wounds left by his sword cannot heal.

This is just a physical body conceived by the twelfth-rank World-Mietering Black Lotus, without a soul.

But Hongjun didn't stop.

He closed his eyes and tried to recall the illusion of that day.The vision, that's it, called his name, and...

Swallow.

He didn't want to do what Luo Hu wanted to do.

The two forces oscillated alternately, forcibly pulling the demon out of deep sleep. In the ice-cold blood eyes was an inextricable hatred, no longer the warmth of the past.

Don't look at him like that!

The lost Taoist heart was torn apart by anger, Hongjun stretched out his hand to cover his eyes so as not to be watched by the demon.

Then seal his mouth and don't listen to the whispers of the devil.

In this way, you can leave a moment of peace without being disturbed.