Attack the myths of the heavens and create the Taoist Tibetan wilderness!.

Chapter 385 Chaos is coming

"Too!"

Xuan Ming was also a little puzzled.

The human race has nothing else but a high level of comprehension and the ability to accommodate many laws and magical powers.

"Why didn't the Emperor of Heaven come?" Hou Tu looked around and asked.

"The Emperor of Heaven asked me to come back. He said he had his own arrangements."

Xuan Ming frowned slightly and repeated Di Jun's words.

"Have your own arrangements?"

Hou Tu felt a growing sense of foreboding.

She always felt that this matter was becoming very strange.

As the two were talking, they suddenly saw twinkling stars in the sky, shining towards Mount Buzhou.

"The gods in heaven have taken action."

Hou Tu was very happy.

If the gods come forward, Emperor Jun will definitely take action as well.

Every time Di Jun showed up, Hou Tu could feel a sense of security from the bottom of her heart.

As long as Di Jun takes action, everything can be solved.

Wu Tian is looking for the next tribe.

Seeing the stars in the sky, his expression changed drastically.

"Oh no, the Emperor of Heaven has taken action!"

Wutan flew forward without any hesitation.

Emperor Jun was so powerful that the three saints were no match for him.

Even if the Demon Ancestor goes all out, he might be able to defeat it.

It’s better to go around first.

Fortunately, there are many human tribes in the prehistoric world, scattered across the prehistoric land.

As long as you are willing to spend some time, the souls and flesh of hundreds of millions of human beings will not be a problem at all.

The ancestor witches are searching outside.

When they saw the starlight falling on Mount Buzhou, they knew that Emperor Jun had taken action.

The things happening in the ancient land cannot be solved by Di Jun.

Di Jiang activated his magical power of space, went to various clan territories, mobilized the powerful witches of the witch clan, and began to search everywhere.

The starlight was scattered on Mount Buzhou.

Fuxi's body appeared, and below him were gods such as Hongyun, Ji Meng, and Ying Zhao.

Fuxi looked at the many gods and said:
"The gods control the starlight, and search outwards from Buzhou Mountain as the center. Don't miss any place."

"Yes!"

All the gods responded in unison, casting spells and exerting their star power.

With Mount Buzhou as the center, a huge net with stars in its wings was woven and pressed down from the sky.

The starlight spread bit by bit, changing every inch of the soil on the earth.

Such a big commotion naturally made all the creatures in the ancient world very nervous.

[What are the Heavenly Court and the Wu Clan going to do? ]

[The whole world seems to be turning upside down. ]

[Not sure, is the Emperor of Heaven going to fight the Saint? ]

[Which saint dares to fight the Emperor of Heaven? ]

Many people with great supernatural powers had complicated expressions on their faces and asked questions in the chat channel of the prehistoric world.

[Fuxi: Heaven is hunting down the demon saint Luohou. There are many places where lives have died in the vast land. You can report them all. Heaven will have its own reward! ]

When they saw the message sent by Fuxi, the expressions of many powerful people changed.

The Heavenly Court is really going to go to war with the Saint.

And he is the demon saint Rāhu.

This is a terrifying existence.

However, many people with great supernatural powers were tempted by what Fuxi said.

The Asura sent by Houtu returned to the Netherworld Sea of Blood.

After the notification, he paid homage to the ancestor of the Styx.

"Ancestor, the Great Emperor Hou Tu asked me to inform you to go to Buzhou Mountain to meet her."

"Buzhou Mountain?"

There was a glimmer of curiosity in Styx's eyes.

I thought, could it be about what happened in the chat channel of the prehistoric world just now?
The demon saint Luohou is really a tricky character.

This can be seen from the last attack on the Netherworld.

But Minghe is also aware of the importance of the underworld.

"You go down first."

Styx waved his hand.

He thought about it, summoned King Asura, and ordered him to take his people to Mount Buzhou.

Two days later, all the immortals were still kneeling in front of the altar in the ancestral land of the human race.

A human immortal ran in from outside. "Chief, all the people in the Fengxi tribe are dead."

"what?"

Suiren's face changed.

The Fengxi tribe is a medium-sized tribe about 300,000 miles east of Mount Buzhou, with more than 10,000 people.

Did more than 10,000 people die?
"You continue to ask the Emperor of Heaven, the Mother Goddess, and the Leader. I will go and check it out."

Suiren set up a ball of red light and flew directly out of his ancestral land, ready to go and check.

But at this time, a ball of divine light appeared on the statue of Nuwa.

The divine light directly covered Suiren, preventing him from flying further.

"How is this going?"

"Why won't the Virgin Mary let me go out?"

Suiren looked puzzled.

He looked up at the sky, trying to find an answer.

But the divine light did not tell him any information, it just trapped him and prevented him from leaving.

In the Snail Palace, goddess Nuwa looked at Suiren, the ancient world, with a lonely gaze.

"The way of heaven..."

Nuwa whispered, and suddenly felt a little disgusted with her own saintly power.

This kind of supreme power is indeed what many great masters in the prehistoric times dream of.

But now, when she encounters some major changes between heaven and earth, she has no right to autonomy at all.

She had no choice but to do whatever the heaven told her to do, and there was no room for resistance.

This kind of supremacy made her feel very uncomfortable.

She heard Suiren's prayers.

But can't respond.

Heaven’s warning cannot be told.

For a moment, Nuwa began to envy Di Jun.

Emperor Jun was able to fight against the three saints on his own and was not constrained by the laws of nature.

Do whatever you want, freely.

This is the path that practitioners should take.

Instead, the saints seem to be high and mighty, but in fact they are like puppets controlled by others.

In Lihentian, inside the Bajing Palace, the expression of Saint Taiqing did not change at all.

He seemed to have some sense about this.

With a slight flick of the floating sword in his hand, a ray of Taiqing immortal light flew down from the thirty-third heaven and landed directly on Xuandu of the Fufeng tribe.

Xuan Du felt a ball of spiritual light emanating from his body.

He was a little surprised when he sensed a familiar breath.

"master……"

Xuan Du was a little puzzled, but he didn't have time to delve into it and continued to set up the magic circle.

Recently, news came that there was a strange epidemic among the human race.

The body of the deceased dried up and his soul disappeared.

There is no such thing in Fufeng tribe now.

In order to take precautionary measures, Xuan Du is using his own magical power to set up a formation for the tribe.

Those were a few simple formations from the Taoism passed down to him by Saint Taiqing, and they were better than nothing.

But this is also Xuandu’s trump card.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, Luohou and Kunpeng looked at the starry sky with calm expressions.

"The Ancestral Witch and the Emperor of Heaven have both taken action!"