Tortoise of the Great Desolation

Chapter 236 Witch, Demon

The Heavenly Court of the Yaozu was finally established.

However, Shen Gui's expression was a little strange when he heard the list of the top ten demon saints.

Bi Fang?

And seal?

Snake?

He abducted Shang Yang by himself, bared the iron, and killed Fei Lian. In the end, Di Jun still gathered the top ten demon saints. Thinking about the fact that Di Jun gave birth to a son who was also a ten Jinwu, Shen Gui seriously doubted that Di Jun was right about the number "ten". Not have any special hobbies.

However, now is not the time to think about these things.

The heavenly court was established, and many great powers changed their complexions slightly.

It's true that they came here with the mentality of watching the excitement, but after Di Jun announced the establishment of the Heavenly Court, they secretly felt that something had changed in this world.

Before they figured out what it was, the abnormality had already occurred.

The sky is chaotic, and the ground is full of golden lotuses.

Merit falls from the sky.

Although it is not as good as Nu Wa's merit in creating human beings, the amount is still quite large.

Seeing this, all the great powers looked at each other in shock.

Emperor Jun established the Heavenly Court, and actually attracted merit from heaven?
Others were horrified, but Di Jun was overjoyed.

I saw that the merit was directly divided into three layers and entered Di Jun's body, but as this merit was absorbed by Di Jun, it made him so powerful that he stepped into the realm of the late quasi-sage in one fell swoop—it was he who borrowed this A meritorious deed beheaded another corpse.

On the other hand, Donghuang Taiyi also obtained a layer of merit, and also used this to cut off a corpse, and stepped into the late quasi-sage in one fell swoop.

A layer of merit flies to the sky, and anyone can guess who got it.

The remaining merits and virtues were divided into two layers, and submerged into Fuxi and Kunpeng respectively.

The first floor was submerged into the bodies of the Ten Great Demon Saints and the Hundred Officials of the Heavenly Court.

The last three levels of merit are turned into hundreds of millions of light rain, nourishing the world's monsters.

All of a sudden, countless monster clans broke through because of this heavenly merit, and the strength of the monster clans soared.

The luck of the monster clan also rises accordingly.

Seeing this, Di Jun couldn't help laughing: "Dear friends, you have also seen that the establishment of the Heavenly Court is a matter of conformity to the way of Heaven. If all fellow Taoists are willing to join the Heavenly Court, Di Jun will definitely wait for it!"

However, every one who can become a quasi-sage is a person with a firm mind, how can he be moved because of this?
On the contrary, many of those lone Daluos were moved after seeing such a grand occasion, and joined the Heavenly Court one after another, which also made the Heavenly Court's strength and momentum more prosperous, but these are all for later.

Buzhou Mountain, Pangu Palace.

The twelve ancestor witches gathered.

The emperor stood up in the heavenly court and got the response from the way of heaven. All living beings in the prehistoric and wilderness knew it, and the witch clan naturally knew it too.

At this moment, in the Pangu Palace, none of the Twelve Ancestral Witches looked very good.

"That's unreasonable! When will it be the turn of the two birdmen to manage the prehistoric land left by God the Father? Last time we kindly let the two birdmen go, but the two birdmen actually took an inch and rode on our heads Shit!"

An angry voice resounded in the Pangu Palace, the voice was thunderous, and it was Zu Wu Zhurong who spoke.

"Yeah, big brother, we absolutely can't bear this tone, why don't we point to Qierlang, go to heaven, and kill those two birdmen!"

His voice was cold and full of murderous intent, but it was Gong Gong who spoke.

He has always liked to fight against Zhu Rong, and it is rare for him to agree with Zhu Rong's point of view.

Emperor Jun established the Heavenly Court, which was completely intolerable to them who claimed to be descendants of Pangu.

Sitting at the top, Di Jiang saw that even Zhu Rong and Gonggong had reached an agreement this time, his eyes flashed coldly, and he was about to agree.

However, at this moment, Houtu, who was sitting on the side, said, "Don't worry, brothers."

Hearing this, all the ancestral witches looked at Houtu.

Among the Twelve Patriarchal Witches, even Zhu Jiuyin, who is a think tank, considers himself inferior to Houtu in terms of wisdom.

Seeing this, Houtu said slowly: "Let's not say that Tianting respects that Nuwa saint as Emperor Wa, which has something to do with that Nuwa saint. Even if that Nuwa saint doesn't care about Tianting, the establishment of Tianting It is also recognized by the Dao of Heaven, so it must not be so easy to destroy, otherwise, what face will the Dao of Heaven have? Therefore, this matter needs to be discussed in the long run."

Hearing what Houtu said, Di Jiang frowned.

Reason told him that what Houtu said was correct, but...
"But, girl Houtu, don't you want us to watch those two birdmen show off their prestige?" Before Di Jiang could speak, Zhu Rong, an impatient person, had already asked the question.

Shaking his head slightly, Hou Tu's eyes showed a bright light: "Of course not."

Seeing this, Zhu Jiuyin's eyes lit up: "Could it be that the girl Houtu already has something in mind?"

Hearing what Zhu Jiuyin said, the other ancestral witches also looked at Houtu, and Zhu Rong said impatiently: "Sister Houtu, if you have any countermeasures, tell me quickly, brother, I am so anxious! When I think of those two birdmen actually wanting to get their hands on the prehistoric land left by Father God, I can't wait to chop them up right now!"

Eyes narrowed slightly, Houtu smiled faintly, and his cherry lips parted slightly: "This world is created by the Father God, could it be that he is only allowed to build the Heavenly Court, and my Wu Clan is not allowed to manage the Great Desolate Land?"

"Yeah, why didn't I think of that! In terms of qualifications, how can those two birdmen compare to us? The Houtu girl is smarter!" Hearing this, Zhu Rong suddenly realized, slapped his thigh, and applauded again and again.

Di Jiang's eyes were also bright: "Sister Hou Tu is very true. If this is the case, there is no need to delay. Let's swear in front of Father God!"

After finishing speaking, all the twelve ancestor witches got up and worshiped in front of the Pangu statue in the Pangu Palace.

Di Jiang said in a loud voice: "Father God, come on again, there are witches today, inheriting the blood of Father God, my Emperor Jiang (Zhu Jiuyin, Shebishi, Liaoshou, Jumang, Gonggong, Zhurong, Houtu, Qiangliang, Xizi, Tianwu, Xuanming), as the descendants of the Father God, would like to lead the sons of the Wu tribe to manage the prehistoric world for the Father God, and may the Father God agree!"

The sound of Emperor Jiang comes out of the mouth, which is naturally induced.

The voice of Dijiang then spread throughout the prehistoric world.

There are many different phases between the heaven and the earth, and the merits and virtues descended from the sky, in terms of momentum, are not inferior to the establishment of the heavenly court.

The boundless evil spirit soared into the sky, reaching the sky.

Heavenly Palace.

Heaven is established.

All the great powers who came to watch the ceremony were about to leave.

At this moment, Dijiang's voice sounded from heaven and earth.

They saw the different appearances between the heaven and the earth, the merits and virtues from the sky, and the evil spirit at the foot of Buzhou Mountain that soared to the sky.

All the great powers looked at each other and smiled.

Here comes Di Jun's trouble.

But what does this have to do with them?

No one would worry about Di Jun, maybe he would gloat a little more.

After all, Di Jun offended almost all of them just now.

People with great supernatural powers are often narrow-minded.

With a knowing smile, all the great powers left one after another.

In Tiangong, Di Jun, who was originally high-spirited, turned pale at this time.

As the lord of the Heavenly Court, he could clearly feel that following the declaration of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the originally vigorous luck of the monster clan was suddenly impacted, but it dissipated a little out of thin air.

"Witch Clan, hum!"

With an angry snort, Di Jun stood up with a flick of his sleeves.

He already had a realization in his heart.

You die, or I die.

PS: Chapter 3 will be updated today.

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