Prehistoric: At the beginning of the sword cut the statue of Nuwa

Chapter 136

"I don't know, this matter still needs to be investigated." Di Xin shook his head, looking at the terrifying power on Jinao Island in the West Sea, his eyes were full of deepness.

"However, it is foreseeable that Yaozu will definitely make big moves next."

"That's right, since I dare to expose such arrogance unscrupulously, I must have a plan, and I am determined to win." The tall and tall ancestor Minghe, with a cold expression, held the two swords of Abi Xuetu in his arms, and his fighting spirit was overwhelming.

"For the next thing, follow what Fellow Daoist Di Xin said before, and split up."

"Take the initiative to attack."

"For countless years, this deity has had enough of being passive, enough of being calculated by these guys."

Murderous intent flickered on Patriarch Minghe's face, and he immediately strode out of the court hall and flew out of Chaoge.

For countless years, because of Hongjun's rule, and because he is an innate god and demon conceived by Pangu's blood sea, he has not been welcomed by Hongjun.

Suppressed in the Styx,
In order to save his life, he had no choice but to confess.

Keep a low profile in everything, and dare not compete with Sanqing.

The reason why he agreed to form an alliance with the human race was that apart from worrying, after the three cleared the human race, the second target would be him.

I also want to have a good meeting with Sanqing.

Let Sanqing know that apart from being conceived by Pangu Yuanshen, he is born with boundless blessings.

He, Styx, was also a god conceived by Pan Gu's blood sea. He has come to this step with his own ability, and he is no worse than them at all.

"Fellow Daoist Styx, you are very depressed inside."

Di Xin smiled slightly, looked at Houtu who didn't seem to be leaving, looked at Houtu's absolutely beautiful face, and said indifferently, "Fellow Houtu, is there anything else?"

It seems that he has no idea why Houtu stayed behind.

Houtu's beautiful face was extremely indifferent. He didn't give in to Di Xin's aggressive and domineering eyes, but looked directly into Di Xin's eyes and said coldly:
"The Witch Clan has been born, and according to your suggestion, they are constantly exerting pressure on the various tribes of the Monster Clan at this time. There are tens of millions of Monster Clans killed, hundreds of Da Luo Jinxian, and three quasi-sages and big demons. .”

"Their blood, corpses, and evil spirits have all been collected by me."

"Now, can you take out the fragments of the law of the good luck jade plate and revive Brother Zhu Rong?"

After all, Houtu is not good at calculating.

Facing an unfathomably scheming king like Di Xin and an old monster like Styx alone, he felt tremendous pressure.

Moreover, in the future, it is likely to fight head-on with the Yaozu, the Three Sects, and even other huge forces that may join.

There was fear in her heart.

The scene that feared the destruction of the ancient witch clan reappeared.

Therefore, she desperately wanted to revive a big brother.

Even if this big brother, Zhu Rong, probably has less brains than her, and his strength is not that strong, but at least he can share a little pressure for her.

In ancient times, they all relied on Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin.

After the Lich War, there was only one person, carrying the few remaining Witch Clan, to the present step by step.

She was afraid, afraid that the Wu clan would fall under her hands again.

This is also the reason why she forcibly suppressed herself and did not make a move even in the battle to kill Hongjun, and she had a boundless blood feud with Hongjun.

"no!"

Di Xin smiled lightly, his eyes filled with reasonableness, and said with a smile: "Pingxin Madam, Zhu Rong Zuwu, how can you say that he was also a Dzogchen quasi-sage in his lifetime, and his background is extremely profound."

"Before he died, he went through the monstrous battle of the Lich."

"Once resurrected, it is very likely that the body of the ancestral witch will be comparable to the early stage of human beings."

"Thousands of demon clans and a hundred Da Luo Jinxians are far from enough to revive Zhu Rong's ancestral witch."

"The emperor understands the urgency in your heart, but you must not be anxious about this matter, or you may fail."

"There is only one shard of the law of fire on the jade plate of good fortune. Once it fails, Zhu Rong Zuwu will never be able to be resurrected."

"It's better to finish the battle in front of you first, and resurrect Zhurong Zuwu."

Di Xin's words were gentle and considerate, and he acted extremely reasonable.

But when he heard this, Hou Tu was immediately angry, pointing at Di Xin's nose and shouting angrily, as if he wanted to punch Di Xin hard in the face.

"Di Xin, you are shameless."

Tens of thousands of monster races, a hundred Da Luo Jinxians, and three quasi-sages, what a majestic energy aura this is.

Moreover, Houtu knew that when the human race fought against the Bi Fang clan, all the evil spirits and corpses of the Bi Fang clan were collected by Di Xin.

She saw it all.

Obviously, Di Xin was preparing for the resurrection of the ancestor witch.

What a majestic energy it all adds up to.

When Dijun and Taiyi were resurrected by Sanqing together, there was no such huge energy fluctuation.

However, the fragments of the law of fire on the jade plate of good fortune have been in Di Xin's hands until now, and she has never even seen them.

It's not clear at all, so that she doesn't understand everything.

How much energy is needed to revive Zhu Rong, wouldn't Di Xin let Di Xin talk nonsense at will, as much as he said.

Now, it is extremely shameless to actually tell him with a look of being considerate and considerate for her own good.

Hou Tu's mood was not stable at all, and he was even more angry at this moment. The flames in his eyes seemed to be able to melt Di Xin on the spot.

Human race, how could there be such a shameless emperor.

He obviously didn't want to revive Zhu Rong, and was afraid that the Wu Clan would escape his control.

But he still said it high-sounding.

Think about how righteous the emperor in ancient times was.

"Human race, the appearance of a shameless emperor like you is a disgrace to the human race." Hou Tu pointed directly at Di Xin's nose and cursed.

"Empress Pingxin, I'm overwhelmed."

There was no emotion on Di Xin's face.

He is a person who has experienced the Internet era in later generations. When he was talking to others on the Internet, he had already tempered his indestructible mentality.

Even those keyboard warriors who are invincible through the computer, holding a keyboard, can't break the house against him.

Houtu's ability to curse people is still far from being able to hurt him.

As the emperor of the human race, everything he does is based on the interests of the human race.

Now, although the witch clan has come into contact with the monster clan, there is no large-scale battle, just small fights.

Resurrect Zhu Rong now.

Then once he comes into direct contact with the Yaozu, how much benefit will he have to give the Wuzu.

Therefore, it is possible to resurrect Zhurong, but it is definitely not now.

"Di Xin, you..."

It was the first time Houtu scolded someone in endless ages, and he was instantly pissed off by Di Xin's seemingly proud appearance.

But even if he was extremely angry, Hou Tu knew in his heart that everything was in Di Xin's hands, and she had no room for bargaining.

Moreover, the Witch Clan has not yet fought head-on with the Monster Clan, it was all because of the hatred between the two sides, and it was just a small fight.

The reason why Di Xin is now proposed to be resurrected is also because she is too unconfident in her heart.

(End of this chapter)