In Tongtian Taoist Temple, the Tianzhu was refined, and Xu Tong continued to practice and retreat.

As the calamity of heaven and earth unfolded, Xu Tong felt that time was getting tighter and tighter.

In the blink of an eye, Hou Tu has been gone for a hundred years.

The situation between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan has also become extremely tense.

It seems that as long as there is a spark, these two powder keg will explode immediately.

But this has nothing to do with Xu Tong.

My mission is to practice in seclusion with peace of mind and become invincible honestly.

But at this moment, the system couldn't sit still.

In the dojo, Xu Tong's ears suddenly heard the long-lost system sound again.

"Ding, it has been detected that there is more and more friction between the witch clan and the demon clan. The demon emperor Fuxi is in trouble. Please let the host make a choice whether to go out for rescue."

"Option 1: Get out of seclusion immediately and save Demon Emperor Fuxi. Reward: Avenue-level magical power, world-destroying divine thunder."

"Option 2: inform Nuwa in advance, reward: a heavenly marriage to Nuwa"

"Option three: refuse to leave seclusion. Fuxi's life and death has nothing to do with me. Reward: Innate Spiritual Treasure, Merit and Fortune Pool."

On the futon, Xu Tong slowly opened his eyes.

"Fuxi died?"

It shouldn't be. The lich hasn't started a war yet, so how could Fuxi die inexplicably?

Xu Tong was a little confused.

He didn't know that because he had not yet become a saint, the Lich Tribulation was extended by Hongjun for a thousand years.

During this period, the Demon Clan suffered a lot of oppression from the Witch Clan. Now that the Demon Clan finally has a saint, he will of course make amends for the grievances he suffered in the past.

Fuxi is likely to become a victim of this matter.

But Xu Tong didn't think so deeply.

Look at the three options on the system.

The first two options can undoubtedly save Fuxi.

The first one will be rewarded with avenue level magical power, the avenue divine thunder.

"System, you are deliberately playing tricks on me."

Xu Tong secretly complained.

Although he has now become the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, he still does not have any powerful attacking spirit treasures or spells.

Although the Law of Power is very powerful, it is really a bit unreasonable to think that if I still fight with my fists after coming out of seclusion in the future.

But this dog system just doesn’t give you what you want.

Want to get a powerful attack magic weapon? No problem, everything is available when you exit the level.

This made Xu Tong, who did not want to leave seclusion and only wanted to practice quietly, very uncomfortable.

As for the second option.

After pondering for a long time, Xu Tong finally figured out some ways.

"Isn't this day wedding just for me and Nuwa?"

The more Xu Tong thought about it, the more he thought it was possible.

I saved my uncle, bah bah bah.

Why did the title suddenly change?

If he saved Fuxi, would Nuwa secretly have feelings for him out of gratitude?

This script seems to be pretty good too...what the heck!

If this really is a heavenly marriage with Nuwa, how can he still be happy?

Although Nuwa was indeed very beautiful, she was the weakest among several saints and was bullied in basically every calamity.

Plus the two races, human race and demon race.

If you really marry Nuwa, wouldn’t you have to take care of all these things yourself?

Then Hongjun made a gentle calculation and allowed himself to establish a Jiejiao sect to take in the defeated demon clan.

Aren't you back to square one again?

Thinking of this, Xu Tong felt a chill.

"Dog system! You really want to harm me. If Lingbao fails to seduce me, you can use a beauty trap!"

As for the third option of the system, Xu Tong is familiar with it.

Just continue to practice in seclusion on your own. The problem is that the reward given to you is of no use to you.

The merit pool can wash away the karma of practitioners.

However, relative merit is needed to offset it.

The problem is that I have been cultivating since I was born and have not had any karma on me. On the contrary, I have a lot of merit.

What are you doing with this thing? Taking a bath?

Xu Tong was speechless.

It would be great if the first, second and third rewards could be replaced.

Bah, bah, bah, don’t want the second one. The second one is a honey trap. Only an upright person like me won’t be fooled. I only want the first one.

Thinking of this, Xu Tong gritted his teeth and said.

"System, I choose three, quiet retreat."

"Ding, the host has made a choice and issued rewards."

A golden pool appeared in front of Xu Tong.

Xu Tong, however, had no intention of watching.

At this time, Xu Tong only had one sentence in his mind.

"Goodbye sister Nuwa, good-bye Dao-level magical power."

Xu Tong put away an innate treasure with a sad look on his face.

"It's all Hongjun's fault. When my cultivation surpasses yours, I will strike you with the Great Dao Divine Thunder every day and make you return my spiritual treasure, my Nuwa, and my freedom!"

Hongjun of Zixiao Palace didn't know that he had offended Xu Tong unknowingly.

On the cloud bed, Hongjun suddenly shuddered.

"Strange, why did you suddenly shiver?"

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, in a witch tribe, a demon general from the Demon Court looked so arrogant that he actually asked the witch tribe who originally lived here to evacuate immediately.

Otherwise, after three breaths, everyone will be killed without leaving a trace.

However, he had just finished speaking when a strong man ten feet tall walked out from behind the crowd.

"Let's see who dares to cause trouble in my witch clan's tribe!"

The person who came was none other than Kua Fu, one of the great witches of the witch clan.

Kuafu is holding a magic weapon that looks like a walking stick.

Witchcraft does not have various magical functions like other innate spiritual treasures.

The refining of wizard weapons is relatively simple.

It is also very simple to evaluate the level of witchcraft, that is, the degree of hardness and the damage to the soul.

Only something hard enough can withstand the perverted power of the Witch Clan.

The damage to the soul was aimed at the monks in the ancient world.

As long as the monk is touched by the magic weapon, he will either die or be injured.

Moreover, the damage is a double superposition of the soul and the body.

Looking at the strong man, the demon general was also startled.

But I soon thought that the demon clan’s Nuwa Empress had become a saint.

He was at the foot of Buzhou Mountain again, and there were two high-ranking demon clan officials, Fuxi and Nuwa, so he would definitely be fine here. The demon general became tough again.

"Hmph, this is the boundary of Buzhou Mountain, and above it is the ashram of the saint. What does it look like when barbarians like you, the Wu Clan, make this place so smoky?"

"Those who know the truth should leave quickly. Killing is not appropriate in the saint's ashram."

"If not, I will take action."

The demon general looked condescending.

Those who don't know think he is a saint.

After hearing what the demon general said, Kuafu clenched his cane tightly.

"We, the Wu clan, are barbarians? Are you asking us to leave the place where we have lived for generations? Who do you think you are!"

As he spoke, the crutch in Kuafu's hand flew over without waiting for the demon general's reaction.

With a bang, the demon general spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole figure flew upside down like a kite with its string broken.

When the demon general reacted again, Kuafu had already arrived in front of the demon general and stepped on the demon general's chest with his heavy foot.

There was a muffled bang.

Screams accompanied by the sound of bone cracking rang in everyone's ears.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!