Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 151 The Arrangement Left by Taiyi

Niangniang Pingxin's reaction speed was a little slower than that of the other saints. The key point was that no one told her the cause and process of the incident.

However, she knew that the ancestor of the Styx wanted to steal her "business".

As a genuine saint, being provoked by a quasi-saint is absolutely intolerable.

The predecessor of Niangniang Pingxin was Niangniang Houtu, the ancestor of the witch clan. She was considered a civilized person among a group of barbarians, but no matter how civilized she was, she was still a barbarian at heart.

Seeing that Minghe was getting too arrogant, she became angry.

The deafening war drums sounded again!
"Boom, boom, boom" like thunder, the war drum made of Kui cowhide emits a series of vast and melodious ancient notes. Each beat seems to hit the deepest part of the heart, and the endless flow of blood turns into strength, flowing through the limbs and bones.

"Attack the blood sea! We will not withdraw our troops until the blood sea is empty!" The pressure of the underground saint enveloped the entire underworld.

"Eighty, eighty!" The Ancestral Witch Xuanming, the only survivor of the last war between the Witches and Liches, who was collecting tolls out of boredom, was stunned for a moment, and then he was ecstatic.

"My fellow men! Follow me and kill!" Without asking why, the ancestor witch picked up two sledgehammers, shouted, and led the charge into the endless sea of ​​blood.

The Ten Kings of Hell, the many ghost generals, officials and judges of the underworld were all overjoyed.

If it weren't for the pressure of life, who would be willing to deal with these endless paperwork!
Some people like a comfortable life, but the witch clan really doesn’t like it. Before, they had no choice but to endure it, but now they don’t have to endure it, at least not today!
Several Hades tore off their robes that were in the way, kicked off their boots, and went barefoot, revealing their black hair. They picked up various axes, hammers, and spears, gathered together happily, as if it were a festival, made all kinds of strange noises, and rushed straight into the sea of ​​blood.

Deng Chanyu had previously gone to the Blood Sea under Su San's name to stir things up, but she hadn't gained anything. Unlike Dizang, who brainwashed everyone, she had only managed to develop a single subordinate: "Jenny Mashido," the one who had initially provoked her.
At this time, the witch turned into a guide and led the heroes of the witch clan to capture the high-level leaders of the Shura Sect.

One side came in anger and had rich combat experience, and could be called a killing machine.

One side was completely unprepared, was still internally divided, and its combat skills were a bit weak.

Once the two sides started fighting, it was completely devastating.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible. I have completed the six reincarnations. You, the remnants of the witch clan, should submit to me!" Minghe knew that he had made a big misunderstanding, but he was unwilling to admit the reality and continued to curse.

"You are really sick!" Xuanming, the only ancestor of witches in the world, felt that the Lord of the Sea of ​​Blood was crazy. He didn't say anything polite and swung his sledgehammer to smash him hard.

In a normal battle, use the Twelve-Rank Karma Fire Red Lotus and the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag for defense, and use the two killing swords Yuantu and Abi to attack. The ancestor witch Xuanming cannot defeat the ancestor of the Styx.

Today, the ancestor of the Styx was really out of shape. First, he was hit hard by Xuanming's hammer, and then the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus, which was his companion spiritual treasure, was snatched away by the eldest disciple, Bo Xun. He was also stabbed in the back by Bo Xun with the Shura Hell Scythe, and the Yuantu Sword was stolen by another disciple, Mahabrahma. In the end, he could only drag his seriously injured body, holding the Avici Sword, and escape into the deepest part of the sea of ​​blood.

Seeing that the ancestor of the Styx escaped with serious injuries, Deng Chanyu also breathed a sigh of relief. Since you are injured like this, you probably don’t care about the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, right?

At the same time, her understanding of the Way of Heaven and Hongjun Laodeng also improved by two points. How sinister!

Others were in seclusion and couldn't come out, but they took advantage of Deng Chanyu's little matter to drag the Styx Patriarch out for a walk. It was obvious that Tiandao wanted to clean up these old versions of quasi-saints. She estimated that if the Styx Patriarch and Xuanming died together, Tiandao and Lao Deng would be the happiest.

Deng Chanyu, Mara, and Mahabharata obtained the spiritual treasures, the underworld was delighted, Ksitigarbha gained countless believers, the saints had fun watching, and a world was created in which only the ancestor of the Styx was injured.

Deng Chanyu continued to erase the imprint in the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag.

Half a day passed.

Bored, she left her clone to continue "barbecuing" while her real body controlled two paper figures to explore the Taiyi Taoist Palace.

After exploring roughly one-third of the space, suddenly, the paper figure she placed in front of her disappeared.

Then, an unbearable wave of heat surged over her. Although she was a phoenix that controlled fire, she felt her skin, muscles, and bones tingling slightly in the face of this scorching heat.

Taichi? No way? That guy should have exploded.
The temperature of the flames at the corner ahead was getting higher and higher, even the spiritual consciousness she projected from afar was burned. She could only vaguely sense a large amount of flames, and could not see clearly what it was.

She took out the map of mountains, rivers, and the country and was on guard.

Whether it was Di Jun, Tai Yi, or the ten Golden Crow princes, none of them liked the Phoenix clan.

Jinwu never admitted that they were a clan of birds. Not to mention that their Phoenix clan was bankrupted and liquidated by the Heavenly Dao, even when the Phoenix clan was at its most powerful, they still refused to admit it.

She hid her tracks, walked lightly, and then quietly moved forward to explore.

Instead of seeing an enemy around the corner, I saw a huge, scorching fireball.

She focused her eyes and looked towards the center of the fireball.

At this time, I finally saw it clearly.

This is a secret space built inside the Taoist palace, which can be called a secret realm or a small world.

Deng Chanyu was quite happy. She had already walked through one-third of the Taiyi Taoist Palace and hadn't found anything.

It turns out that all the good things are kept in the small world!
The flames could burn the paper figurine, but they could not kill her, the phoenix.

Although she felt the heat was extremely unbearable and her forehead, chest and back were covered with sweat, she still turned into rainbow light and entered the small world.

Only after entering this world did she see the source of the heat.

There are nine suns playing in the sky, and the ground has long been baked into an extremely desolate continent. Not to mention natural treasures and ancient magic weapons, there is not even a blade of grass!
"What a sin!" Deng Chanyu stomped her feet in anger.

I came here full of hope, and this is what you show me?

Apart from the nine naughty Golden Crow spirits, what else is there here?
The Golden Crow's blood can be used by the Phoenix to strengthen its fire power.

Essence is equivalent to the soul of human beings. This thing is useless. If she absorbs it forcibly, it will pollute her phoenix origin.

The most serious thing is that these spirits are dead.

Nuwa is good at the way of creating life. When it comes to the ability to bring the dead back to life, Nuwa is second to none, and none of the other saints dare to claim to be first.

It's easy to kill a person, but to save him/her? That's as difficult as climbing to the sky.

This is the path that Nuwa chose. It is difficult, but the upper limit is also high.

Deng Chanyu could tell the status of the nine golden crows at a glance.

I don’t know what Taiyi was thinking, he actually wanted to resurrect his nephews.

Under the surveillance of the Honghuang Tiandao, the Golden Crow could not be resurrected. The Tiandao did not need so many Golden Crows, so he simply moved the resurrection place into the chaos.

It was a good idea, but unfortunately his nephew didn't make it back to life, and he himself was hanging upside down, leaving Dao Palace adrift.

(End of this chapter)