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Chapter 893 Wa

Hongjun Daozu said with an indifferent expression:
"In the past, Pangu created the world. Although he was successful, he also ended up dying of exhaustion. Since then, my way has been lost."

"Luo Hu, you really shouldn't have come to die. Why don't you just hide in the Demon Heaven and linger on?"

Demon Ancestor Luohu smiled disdainfully and said:
"Bah, if it weren't for those losers, it would be you?"

"I didn't take you seriously in the past, let alone today!"

the other side.

The twelve ancestral witches, including Dijiang Ancestral Witch, Zhu Jiuyin Ancestral Witch, etc., tried it, but suddenly secretly thought that something was wrong. In a short period of time, it was impossible to set up the twelve capital gods and evil formations at all, and said anxiously:

"Second brother, please think of a solution quickly!"

"Yes, second brother, this old thief Hongjun is so abominable. Without his evil spirit, we would not be able to form a big formation at all!"

"Brother, why don't we go to Kunlun Mountain and kill Sanqing!"

Faced with this dilemma, Zhu Jiuyin's ancestral shaman had an inexplicable picture of the future in his mind.

At that time, it seemed to be the same feeling, as if he was against the whole world.

It seems that the most powerful enemy of their Wu Clan, Tiandao, has taken action.

……

Kunlun Mountains.

After seeing Daozu Hongjun bringing Demon Ancestor and others back to the primitive world, he easily suppressed Di Jiang and others.

Emperors such as Xingzong of Ming Dynasty, Taizong of Tang Dynasty, and Taizu of Song Dynasty looked at each other in confusion.

How is this played?
They went through countless hardships and finally managed to bring Pangu Ax back to its prehistoric state, and trapped more than 2,000 guests in Zixiao Palace to death.

As a result, looking at the imminent victory, the old thief Hongjun took action, and Demon Ancestor and the others were suppressed...

a long time.

Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi said in a strange tone:

"Ahem, how about we take the first step?"

He said this more euphemistically. After the old thief Hongjun finished dealing with the Demon Ancestor and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, it would probably be their turn next.

If you don't run now, when will you wait?
Liu Bei, Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty, said solemnly:
"No, I'll still have a chance!"

While speaking, Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty looked at Pangu Sanqing.

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou said awkwardly:

"Ahem, Xuande, please continue to stay here. I have something to do at home, so I'll take a step forward."

Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, took a step forward, stopped Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, and mocked:
"What? Wanyangou, are you trying to escape?"

"You are not a direct disciple of the Demon Ancestor? Your master is fighting hard, how can you have the nerve to escape?"

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou waved his hand and said:

"What is the Demon Ancestor's direct disciple? I don't know the Demon Ancestor."

"Speaking of which, I should actually be considered a guest in Zixiao Palace."

Ming Taizong Zhu Di grabbed Ming Xingzong's sleeve and prepared to escape.

Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng looked at Buzhou Mountain and said doubtfully:

"Obviously there is such a method, why didn't Hongjun take action earlier?"

"The way he betrayed those stupid Chaos Demon Gods at the end of the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation should not be the kind of indecisive person."

"Unless the consequences of doing so are too great for him to bear."

"Is it because the Twelve Ancestral Witches are destined to be destined? He is afraid that killing the Twelve Ancestral Witches will affect his ability to follow the Tao?"

Zhu Youjian, Emperor Sizong of the Ming Dynasty, said casually:
"Maybe it's because the old thief Hongjun is afraid that Pangu will not fall."

"This ancient world was created by Pangu, and the witch clan was transformed by Pangu's essence and blood. Before Pangu's death, he returned and transformed into all things."

"If such a terrifying existence really leaves behind a back-up, it's not something Hongjun can handle."

Zhao Bing, the Young Emperor of the Song Dynasty, asked:
"Are we fighting? Are we retreating?"

Emperor Suzong of the Tang Dynasty Li Heng also advised: "In my opinion, we should stay away from the edge for the time being."

"Even if the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Demon Ancestors fall, we still have a chance."

"In this great catastrophe, isn't there still a demon race? There is also a human race that Nuwa is about to create."

Tang Taizong Li Shimin suddenly reacted and said:
"Wait a minute, you ask, could it be because the old thief Hongjun knew that Nuwa was about to create the human race, so he had no scruples and directly attacked the Wu race."

"Because of this Lich Catastrophe, both overlords will die together. This is destiny!"

As soon as he said this, Qin Shihuang, Ming Xingzong and other emperors fell into deep thought.

What Li Shimin said does make sense.

If it were them, once an enemy threatened their lives, they would definitely get rid of them quickly. How could they let it go?

After Ming Xingzong Zhu Biao broke away from Kaiming Taizong, he said:
"Whether it is yes or no, you will know after trying it."

"Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, go find Empress Wu and ask her to persuade Nuwa to wait for a while before she becomes a saint."

Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, was stunned. He looked up and down at Ming Xingzong, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Li Cunxu, Emperor Zhuangzong of the Later Tang Dynasty, said:
"Why bother Emperor Taizong? I can just take action on this matter."

……

the other side.

Nuwa used the Jiutianxi soil sent by Zhu Qiyu to knead a pair of clay figurines, placed them beside her, and continued to knead the remaining clay figurines with concentration.

Soon, dozens of lifelike clay figures surrounded Nuwa.

At the same time, an extremely mysterious aura filled the air from Nuwa.

Faintly, Fuxi, Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi, Ming He and other great magical powers felt like a light on their backs.

It seemed that this former best friend in front of him had become different.

From the corner of his eye, Kunpeng saw Xuehai Minghe secretly picking up the blood and soil. He seemed to also want to try to make a clay figurine. He smiled and joked:
"Friend Taoist Styx, I remember that you like fishing in the Blood Sea the most. Why don't you go back and give it a try?"

"Let's see if we can catch a saint~"

They had long known about Nuwa's hobby of making clay figurines, and they had always treated her as a childlike child. Fuxi was still protecting her, so they didn't make much fun of her.

But I never expected that Nuwa could become a saint through this realization!

Blood Sea Styx nodded seriously and said:
"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, what you said makes sense."

"However, it's not too late to do this later. Pindao is really curious, how powerful is this so-called saint?"

He has never faced the saint directly. He only knows that he cannot bear the pressure of Daozu Hongjun, and he cannot stop him with his methods.

But he really didn't know how strong Daozu Hongjun was.

A flash of disappointment flashed in Hongyun's eyes, and she said with a smile:

"Fellow Taoist Fuxi, you must work hard in the future."

"You are the elder brother of Taoist Nuwa, so you can't be as powerful as Taoist Nuwa, right?"

On the side, Zhen Yuanzi glanced at Hongyun as if aware, but said nothing.

As a close friend, he can guess some of Hongyun's thoughts, but let's not say whether Nuwa can become a saint this time.

Even if it doesn't work, with Fuxi around, Hongyun's idea of ​​catching a glimpse of her beauty and kissing her is doomed to fail.

Fuxi had a sincere smile on his face, hugged Hongyun, and said:
"Hongyun, I am not as qualified as my sister. Working hard or not working hard makes no difference at all."

"By the way, you often travel around the wilderness, how about giving these clay figures a name?"

As he spoke, Fuxi stretched out his hand and waved, taking into his palm the two clay figures that Nuwa had first molded.

Hongyun saw one of the clay figures, whose appearance was somewhat similar to that of Nuwa, and blurted out:
"Even if she is a woman, why not call her Wa?"

"If you're a man, call the clouds..."

Fuxi waved his hand and said:
"Gungungun, Pindao thought you could come up with some unusual name."

"Huanyun, why don't you just name him Hongyun, Baiyun, and Heiyun? Let's call this man Xi."

(End of this chapter)