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Chapter 977 Hope

"what to do?"

Xuan Ming asked solemnly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire Pangu Palace could be heard.

Even Gonggong, who was usually irritable, was silent at this moment.

Saint!

This can represent the highest combat power in the prehistoric world, and one person can conquer the world.

Even the unruly ancestor witch, although she was dissatisfied with this kind of force, seemed a little powerless.

"Damn it, damn it!"

At this moment, Zhurong, Gonggong and others became more and more impatient and became more and more angry as they thought about it.

In the past, when Hongjun became a saint, he did not care about anything except speaking in Zixiao Palace. Although he was famous in the world, everyone did not feel restrained or uneasy because he did not interfere in the prehistoric world.

But now that Nuwa has become a saint, the twelve ancestor witches suddenly felt unprecedented pressure. After all, this saint is his own hostile saint of the demon clan and one of the three emperors of the demon clan.

They didn't believe that when the witch tribe attacked the demon tribe, the demon tribe would be defeated and Nuwa would not help.

Even though Nuwa will not help the demon clan, even for Fuxi, she may have to attack the witch clan.

The most important thing is that now the Taoist ancestor is in harmony with Dao. As the only saint in the prehistoric world, Nuwa has almost nothing to check and balance her existence. This is the worst thing.

Why even the world needs the three great ways of heaven, earth, man?

Because once the power is not checked or balanced, the terrible consequences are something that no one wants to see.

Not to mention this, now Nuwa becomes a saint, and there will be the Three Pure Ones and Gui Yin Cunti in the future.

Facing the saints, their witch clan has no chance of winning at all. Do you have to sit and wait for death and be low and do small things?

This is obviously impossible, there is only the witch tribe who dies while standing and does not live on kneeling.

The dignified witch clan, the dignified ancestral witch, Pangu's authenticity, and the descendants of bloodline can only watch the witch clan that has not yet risen decline. They are not worth dying, but where is the majesty of Pangu's father God?

"Maybe, we are not unable to do anything!"

At this moment, Houtu slowly opened his mouth.

"Oh, what's the solution?"

Hearing this, Di Jiang and others were immediately overjoyed, looked over in unison, and asked in unison.

Although Houtu is the smallest one, her words are still very important in everyone's hearts.

First of all, out of concern and favor for the girls, compared to the popularity of other ancestor witches, even Xuan Ming, who is also a woman, is a perfect tomboy. Houtu, who is as gentle as water, is extremely generous, naturally wins the favor of all brothers and sisters.

Another thing is that Houtu is a few of the ancestor witches, although there is no soul in the soul, I don’t know whether she is the key to the cycle of reincarnation, or whether other ancestor witches have consumed too much of the evil spirits, so that although Houtu is also an ancestor witch, he has not been infected too much by the evil spirits, and his soul seems particularly clear. This is why she has no soul, but can listen to the sermons in the Zixiao Palace. Among the witch clan, Houtu and Zhu Jiuyin are like Bai Ze and Qingqiu old fox in the demon clan, who can make suggestions.

Therefore, when they heard Houtu say there was a way and knew that she was not aimless, everyone suddenly felt a surge of hope.

"It's very simple. We can't deal with the saints, but someone can!"

Houtu Zhizhu said in her hands.

"who?"

Di Jiang and others were shocked and then happy.

They really didn't expect that there was still someone in the prehistoric world who could compete with the saints.

"Fang Qingshan and Mosquito Taoist!"

Houtu said word by word.

"It's them!"

Di Jiang and others couldn't help but frown when they heard this.

Although I have never seen Fang Qingshan and the others, I have also heard their names.

After all, these two people are both characters from the ancient times. They even helped the Daozu deal with the existence of the Demon Ancestor.

Moreover, the two of them were even more brilliant in the third lecture of Zixiao Palace.

In the first lecture, it occupied the cushion and was ranked alongside the Sanqing and Nuwa.

In the second lesson, although I was forced to give up the Hongmeng purple qi, I received two treasures in succession, and finally got an additional Hongmeng purple qi.

At the same time, it is also the most important thing, to fight against the pressure of the Taoist ancestor with one's own strength, completely demonstrating the strength of the ancient giants, and to the world.

In the third lecture, Zixiao Palace split treasures, plundered most of the top-grade and top-level innate spiritual treasures, and finally even the split treasure cliffs were moved away.

Not long ago, a innate treasure was refined using Hongmeng purple qi.

Even if they don't want to pay attention, it's hard for them to pay attention.

Although he has a great reputation, everyone is still worried about whether he can compete with the saint.

After all, Taoist ancestor once said that all ants are ants under the saints.

Although Fang Qingshan and Mosquito Taoist resisted the aura and pressure of the Taoist ancestor, the momentum and pressure were different from their true strength.

"Although they are good, they have not become saints in the end. Only saints can do it if they want to fight against saints."

"Yes, although they are powerful, they may not be much better than our twelve siblings to take action together."

......

Di Jiang and others thought about it and couldn't help but shake their heads.

"Brother is such a bad thing."

At this moment, Zhu Jiuyin, who had been silent, spoke.

"Brother underestimates them too much."

"If these two people were really that simple, how could Hongjun not deal with them personally after he could not use his breath to suppress others? Instead, he took out two treasures and promised some conditions? Although reputation is important, when it reaches the level of the Taoist Ancestor, even if he doesn't follow the rules, who dares to say more?"

He said this, and paused, and saw that everyone's faces looked thoughtful, he couldn't help but continue,

"It can be seen from this that even if the Daozu took action personally, he might not be able to take him down."

"How is this possible!"

Hearing this, Di Jiang and others were shocked and filled with incredible expressions.

But after thinking about it carefully, I feel that although it is unexpected, it is reasonable.

"The key is that I used the treasure in Pangu Temple to summon the long river of time to peek at him."

Then, a big piece of material broke out in Zhu Jiuyin.

"how?"

When everyone heard this, they were shocked and asked in unison.

"Although I am not a saint, my combat power has reached Hunyuan."

Zhu Jiuyin said word by word, full of emotion on his face. When he thinks about it, he still feels scared.

In fact, the backlash was too powerful, so it almost lost half of its life without any defense.

"How is this possible?"

Although I had guessed the result, I really knew the truth from Zhu Jiuyin's mouth, and everyone's hearts were still shocked like never before, and I couldn't believe it.

"In fact, this is the case. This man came from ancient times and became famous. If it were simple, he would have died long ago without any bones."

Zhu Jiuyin said lightly.

"Oh? If so, it seems that this person is still hiding deeply."

Di Jiang touched his chin, thinking.

"In fact, it is not difficult to understand. Every man is guilty of being guilty of being a treasure. So many people in the prehistoric world are eyeing him, but no one has taken action yet, which shows that."
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