Home has a door to the flood

Chapter 1339 Cutting Osmanthus
Although all his cultivation was completely sealed off and his spirituality was locked up, Houyi still did not lose his innate demeanor. When he looked directly at Changxi, he was not affected by her stunning beauty at all.

"Star Master Changxi, long time no see." Hou Yi looked at Changxi and said lightly.

Changxi looked Houyi up and down, and murmured to herself, "Is this your obsession? Before you lose me, you have to see Chang'e again."

Hou Yi laughed at himself: "After all, you have to think about it."

Changxi nodded slightly, waved her hand casually, and on the huge laurel, the divine splendor flowed one after another, reflecting in front of Houyi.

A moment later, a hazy phantom loomed, and a phantom of a goddess floated quietly in front of Hou Yi.

At first glance, this phantom of the goddess is seven or eight points similar to Changxi.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Chang'e.

"Can you wake her up now?" Hou Yi looked softly at Chang'e's sleeping face and asked Changxi softly.

Chang Xi shook her head and said expressionlessly, "I'm afraid it won't work."

"Why?"

Changxi took a deep breath: "Gein wants to deal with you, I will integrate all the causes and effects related to you in her body into the laurel, the laurel is too broad, and her own will has been completely lost in it, if I wake her up forcibly, it will inevitably be To guide her to wake up bit by bit, it is not a matter of time."

Hou Yi's face twitched slightly, he couldn't understand what he was saying, in fact, it was Changxi who was on guard against waking Chang'e up from the very beginning, so she didn't give herself a backhand, even if Changxi wanted to wake up Chang'e now, it definitely wasn't for a while. able to do.

But now, it is in the midst of drastic changes, and there is not much time left.

"There should be other ways?" Hou Yi asked in a deep voice.

Changxi said helplessly, "Unless the laurel can be chopped down."

After hearing the words, Hou Yi slowly glanced at the huge laurel trunk that could not be seen, and then fell silent.

He lowered his head slowly and looked at the very familiar Chang'e. She still had a faint fragrance of the divine fruit of Langgan.

"Star Master Changxi, tell me." Hou Yi looked at Chang'e affectionately, and said in an ethereal tone, "What is Chang'e to you?"

Chang Xi turned around, half of her beautiful face was hidden in the shadows, and she said softly, "Who knows, maybe it's a ray of worry, or maybe it's a tinge of curiosity."

"A ray of worry, a tinge of curiosity?" Hou Yi nodded slowly, and then saw Chang'e's phantom being dragged by Guanghua, slowly sinking into the laurel.

"Fellow Houyi, it's time for you to start." Changxi's half face was in the shadows, and no expression could be seen.

Hou Yi nodded, and suddenly asked, "Can I keep this body?"

"What do you want to do?" Chang'e's beautiful face emerged from the shadows, and she looked at Hou Yi in surprise.

Hou Yi grinned and raised his finger to Yuegui, "I don't like him, I want to leave a body and see if I can cut him down."

Chang Xi was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head boredly, "It's up to you."

Hou Yi raised his head and looked at the laurel trunk with an unknown diameter of hundreds of millions of miles in front of him. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and then a strange smile appeared on his face. He stimulated the last bit of innate immortality and spirituality, and slowly weaved an innate god-forbidden .

Changxi retreated slowly, and from a distance, she could feel that Hou Yi's last spirituality was rapidly fading, and at the same time, a congenital divine prohibition slowly spread, covering his entire body.

Hou Yi is using his last body as a carrier to describe a running program.

In his hand, an ax formed from an innate restraint structure appeared, and quickly condensed into substance. Then, thick red hair slowly grew out of Hou Yi's body.

After a while, the changes on Houyi stopped, and he also turned into a red-haired monster holding an axe.

Sensing the last shaky spirituality in Hou Yi, Changxi shook her head, not understanding what Hou Yi's purpose was.

The red-haired monster moved slowly with the ax in hand. He moved very slowly and walked for a long time before reaching the laurel trunk. Then, he slowly swung the axe.

"Crack!"

With a swing of the axe, Hou Yi's last spirituality finally dissipated.

On the trunk of the laurel, there was a gap the size of a bowl, but as the red-haired monster swung the axe, the gap immediately recovered, and then the red-haired monster hacked down mechanically.

"Crack!"

Changxi watched the red-haired monster chopping the laurel mechanically, and the laurel recovered again and again, and finally shook her head and ignored it.

This little injury is not even a tickle for Yue Gui.

Changxi glanced at the direction of Tianmen from a distance. At the moment, she has won the Dao Contest, but the fruit of the Dao Contest victory needs to be digested in the long years to come. Right now, she is the one who wiped out Houyi because of the suppression. , his own state has declined sharply, and he has no strength to participate in the war again.

Changxi is very clear-headed that if she rushes out in this state, she will definitely be a living target to attract hatred.

So, she shook her head, turned around, and walked slowly into the moon palace.

On the Lunar Star, laurel with billions of trillions of ice crystal jade leaves swayed gently, and incomparably huge formations slowly rose one by one, and the Lunar Stars exploded, turning into torrents, reflecting in the direction of Tianmen.

……

"Houyi has gone." Outside the gate of heaven, behind Zhulong Zuwu, the phantom of the giant dragon is looming, and this powerful man of the Zhouguang Avenue is becoming more and more difficult to guess.

But at this moment, his face was slightly heavy.

Dijiang Zuwu was also full of sighs: "Who would have thought that Changxi, a weak girl like a vase, who has never had the elegance of her sister, has accumulated such cultivation without making a sound."

Jiufeng twitched the corners of her mouth dissatisfied, "Dijiang Zuwu, the female stream is not weak, let alone Changxi, Hou Yi lost to her, it is not wronged."

Xizi Zuwu lowered his eyelids slightly, shook his head and said, "Don't deceive yourself. Before today, anyone would think that Houyi is the top Taichu in the world, second only to Taiyi and others. In terms of combat power alone, we will never think He is weaker than Changxi, but he thinks that he should be much stronger than an inconspicuous Taichu like Changxi."

"But who would have thought that he would be suppressed and killed by Changxi in the end!" Xizi Zuwu was quite regretful: "I miscalculated."

Qiang Liang frowned, looked at Di Jiang, and asked, "Hou Yi is an important part of the Twelve Capitals' Great Formation of Gods and Demons. It's unusual. Brother, do you have a way to deal with it?"

Di Jiang nodded and sighed: "Of course there are, but the effect may have to be discounted."

Di Jiang turned around, looked at the Great Witch Xingtian not far behind him, and asked, "Xingtian, without Houyi, how much can you support Houtu?"

Xing Tian's face was calm, but he shook his head with certainty, and said: "I can't do it alone, the gap is too big."

(End of this chapter)