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Chapter 287 Xuanming Goes to the Snail Palace
One hand reached forward and picked up the halberd.

There was a flash of anxiety in the eyes of the two great wizards.

This is an innate spiritual treasure!
But the big hand did not take the thing away, but fell towards the two wizards.

"Look!"

Hongyun brought the thing to the two wizards.

The two wizards leaned over and stared at the thing.

However, the halberd trembled slightly, moving the space.

The Wildfire Wizard couldn't help but reach down and try to catch him.

But it came to nothing.

"how come……"

Wildfire looked stunned.

This kind of innate spiritual light should be an innate spiritual treasure.

But how could it be...

And there is a familiar feeling in this thing.

The law of fire!

The Great Wizard of Changhe also reached out to grab, but also grabbed nothing.

He sensed something disgusting—the Law of Fire!
“Is it really a law?”

The Wildfire Wizard's expression changed.

He looked down and searched among the group of wizards for the wizard who had reported the news.

But there were already dead and wounded people everywhere below, how could we find him?

"stop!"

The Wildfire Wizard roared angrily.

The Great Wizard of Changhe was also looking for that wizard, but he only saw that the wizards of his own tribe suffered heavy casualties below.

I wonder where that witch is?
Kunpeng and Wutan did not stay any longer and left directly.

Staying here won't help.

And their goal has been achieved.

The two characters left without causing any ripples.

"You have been deceived. This is the result of someone else's rules."

Hong Yun loosened his hand, and with a little bit of magic power, he destroyed the halberd formed by the law of fire.

The space just rippled slightly, and turned into red lights that flew out.

"How is this going!"

The Wildfire Wizard's eyes were spewing fire.

Hundreds of wizards below died, but the innate spiritual treasure they were fighting for was fake.

This is a plot by someone!
The Great Wizard of Changhe also had a look of anger on his face.

I was actually being plotted against!

"Don't fight over this thing, go back and heal your wounds!"

Hongyun gave another order.

After saying that, he looked at Zhen Yuanzi and turned into a beam of light and went forward.

Zhen Yuanzi also flew away.

"Changhe, how about we go our separate ways?" the Wildfire Wizard shouted.

"it is good!"

The Great Wizard of Changhe had a gloomy face.

How can we explain the death of so many wizards when we return?

The Wildfire Wizard also looked unhappy.

Hundreds of wizards died, and a war with foreign tribes was just that.

Both sides went down to gather their men and horses, and each picked up the bodies and left.

There's just a feeling of anger suppressed in my heart.

How can we report this matter if we can’t find the person behind this plot?
For a moment, the two great wizards had some calculations in their minds, but they were not willing to speak them out.

"Old friend, who do you think did this?" Hong Yun still had a trace of the law of fire in his hand.

This power is very refined.

It should be an attack from a powerful person at the quasi-saint level.

"No ordinary Fire Law power can do this!"

Zhen Yuanzi felt it and felt a little surprised.

Why would this great power do this?
What's the purpose?
"You dare to provoke the Wu clan? You are asking for your life!"

"Or do they not care? Or do these people think that the Wu Clan does not have the power of the Yuan Shen and cannot calculate?"

Hongyun was a little curious.

The strength of the Witch Clan is second only to the Saints, and currently only to the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court.

Who dares to provoke?

Is it impossible to predict the bullying of the witch clan?

But Hou Tu has a primordial spirit.

This kind of thing is probably a precursor to some changes.

"Fellow Daoist, you should still tell the Emperor of Heaven that if the Wu Clan goes to war with others, it will probably lead to new changes between heaven and earth."

Zhen Yuanzi thinks long-term.

Don't underestimate this as it's just a small movement.

However, if these eleven quasi-saints started fighting among themselves and were instigated to fight against each other, the consequences would be disastrous.

"That's true. I'll pass on a message." "Let's finish the task at hand first. We have just arrived at Mount Buzhou, and there is still a large area in the Western world that has not been completed."

Hong Yun raised his hand and grabbed a ray of spiritual light, and transmitted the information about the fight between the two great witches into it.

A ray of spiritual light flew out from the palm of his hand and flew up to the sky.

Mount Buzhou is located in the northwest of Honghuang.

The two of them have already explored about 3/4 of the world.

Only the Western world remains.

Even for powerful people like them who are at the quasi-saint level, they don't have the energy to think too much about such things.

"Alright."

Zhen Yuanzi smiled slightly.

The two great masters continued to move forward.

Xuanming has been in the underworld for more than ten years.

The speed of time flow here is very different from that in the primitive world.

A day or two in the ancient world can be a few years or even more than ten years here.

Xuanming told Houtu everything he wanted to say, and then went to the heaven beyond heaven.

Prepare to tell Nuwa and explain the gradual integration of the witch clan and the human clan.

This is actually not something that the witch clan can control.

The witch clan, born from the six paths of reincarnation, is naturally endowed with powerful strength.

But it is hard to say which race it will belong to.

Sometimes born by a human mother.

A normal kid, without any powers.

But as time goes by, the witch bloodline in the body will awaken.

But at this time, the Wu clan had already identified with the human race.

Although some people from the Wu Clan would come to look for him, most of them still chose to stay with the human clan.

This kind of thing is everywhere.

Gradually, the bloodlines and destinies of the two races mixed together.

This is something that cannot be changed.

But even if it could not be changed, Xuan Ming still decided to tell Nuwa.

Outside the Snail Palace, a stream of white light fell.

It was Xuanming.

A little child, born cute.

He was only wearing a red bellyband and a pair of Hot Wheels.

She had a small gold circlet on her arm and a red ribbon between her arms, and was playing around at the door.

Seeing the escaping light falling, he raised his eyes to look.

As soon as he saw the cold and beautiful woman, he hurried forward to meet her.

"Sister, where are you from?" the boy asked.

"I am Xuanming from the Wu Clan, and I have come to pay my respects to Saint Nuwa!"

"I'll go report it!"

The boy agreed and rode the fire wheel inside.

Xuan Ming found this kind of child very cute.

After a while, the boy came in.

"Sister, the Queen invites you in."

"Good work!"

Xuan Ming thanked him and raised his hand slightly, and a small bead flew out and landed in the boy's hand.

"This little thing is for you."

This is an innate spiritual bead that Xuanming found in the ancient world.

This is a lower-grade innate spiritual treasure.

To Xuan Ming, it was nothing particularly powerful.

She has her own magical powers that she cultivated.

The Xuanming White Bone Pearl is just like an innate spiritual treasure, so it is of no use to this thing.

"Thank you sister!"

The little boy had never seen such a generous person before. He held the spiritual pearl in both hands and bowed to express his gratitude.

Xuan Ming raised the corner of his mouth and walked inside.

Nuwa sat on the holy throne in the Snail Palace.

Although not much aura is emitted, there are natural laws flowing around the body.

It seems to be integrated with the entire palace and the entire world.

A supreme and noble aura made Xuanming's heart tremble.

It seems like I want to bow down and it’s hard to treat it like normal.

"Xuan Ming pays homage to the Saint!"

Xuanming bowed.

"You and I are sisters, why do you have to do this?"

"I hope you guys come over often to make my snail palace more lively."

Nuwa stood up to greet him, helped Xuanming up and smiled.

(End of this chapter)