Chapter 161 Xingtian comes out, Wuzu moves, mysterious people appear
Almost as soon as this person appeared, the atmosphere in the entire venue exploded.
I saw several Da Luo Jinxian monks from the Heavenly Emperor's line suddenly appeared, each holding a magic weapon, staring nervously at the visitor, and shouted:
Oh my god, it’s actually Xingtian!
Damn it, this madman actually dares to come here, he is so arrogant!
Emperor Houtu, is this the way your Wu clan behaves?
Facing the denunciation of many monks, Xing Tian snorted disdainfully and took a step forward. In an instant, the Daluo Jinxian stepped back and looked at Xing Tian with fear in their eyes.
Seeing the misery of his subordinates, the Emperor of Heaven frowned, and then looked at the headless Xing Tian with blazing eyes: Xing Tian, the Emperor of Japan spared your life in the past, what do you want to do with your intrusion into my palace today!
In response, Xing Tian glanced at the Emperor of Heaven with his eyes on his chest, and then said: Haotian, if you don't tell secret words, you will fight or not. If you don't fight, you will all leave. There is still a conflict between our Witch Clan and the Monster Clan.
There are some personal grudges to resolve.
As soon as these words came out, not only the Emperor of Heaven, but even the powerful people in the field couldn't help but frown.
Xingtian's move clearly means that he will start another war between the lich and the lich.
If it were normal times, this kind of thing would be something that everyone would like to hear about.
But now that the phantom of the Chaos Bell has appeared, it is very likely that it will be born in the ancient star field. If the Witch Clan intervenes, the possibility of them getting the Chaos Bell is extremely slim.
Especially now that no one in the Wu clan has a soul. At least the aloof Emperor Houtu has a soul because of reincarnation. Once the Chaos Bell falls into Houtu's hands, he will have a soul.
Thinking of this, everyone's face became solemn.
In such a solemn atmosphere, a figure slowly walked out of the Western Sect, put his hands together and said humbly: Amitabha, this Chaos Bell is destined to our Western Sect, please don't fight with me!
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience immediately glared.
I have a predestined relationship with Western religion, but no one in the room has a good impression of it.
Even Zhen Yuanzi, who had nothing to do with the world, looked at the speaker with a warm and angry look at this moment.
At this time, Guangchengzi, who was explaining the teaching, slowly stood up and said: Maitreya, you are truly worthy of being the direct disciple of Saint Chunti, but the Chaos Bell is something from the East, and has nothing to do with your Western religion.
, Master, let’s go back to the West to receive blessings!
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the venue immediately responded.
Even though the Western Sect in the Three Realms is about to flourish and its troops are strong, the people present are all powerful. How can they retreat for the latter's words?
Especially in this dispute between the East and the West, except for Western religions, almost everyone present has the same view.
For a moment, Maitreya was forced into a disadvantage. How could he speak to so many people with one mouth?
Involuntarily, Maitreya's eyes were fixed on Guangchengzi. He hated Guangchengzi for taking the lead in provoking this matter.
At this moment, in the position of Liuyu, Houtu slowly said: Okay, everyone, please be quiet!
As soon as these words came out, the two sides who were arguing endlessly stopped and turned to look at Hou Tu, not daring to violate anything.
Houtu transformed into reincarnation, and sat in the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the Netherworld. His strength was close to that of a saint, but not everyone could be offended.
Although the current Emperor Houtu is just a clone of him, no one dares to underestimate him. Even Guangchengzi, who has a higher vision than the world, has calmed down at this moment.
When everyone was quiet, Hou Tu stood up in an illusion and said: Emperor of Heaven, fellow Taoists, if everyone is in such a stalemate and refuses to send troops, then I, the Witch Clan, will take action first.
As soon as these words came out, a group of people who had been silent for a long time slowly opened their doors, as if the experience of wandering around in the universe was over. Then, a figure walked out of the crowd.
With the appearance of this person, the expressions of everyone in the audience became solemn.
He was carrying two swords, with bloody hair, red eyes, and fair skin. After walking out, he bowed to Hou Tu and said: Emperor Hou Tu, I, the Asura Cult, are also willing to help the Witch Clan.
Upon hearing this, Hou Tu's eyes flashed with light, and he immediately said, "Thank you Taoist Fellow Minghe."
After a pause, Hou Tu looked at Xing Tian who was standing in the field and said: Xing Tian, you go and assemble the team. If you don't attack in half a month, then we, the Wu Clan, will not be polite.
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the immortals in the audience could not help but change.
Half a month!
Isn't it just fifteen days? This limited time is not enough for them to be fully prepared.
However, Xingtian didn't give everyone time to react. He immediately turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall.
When he reached the door of the main hall, Xing Tian couldn't help but pause in his steps. Then he turned to look at the aloof Emperor of Heaven and said: Haotian, in the past battle, I, Xing Tian, refused to accept the humiliation of beheading. I, Xing Tian, will definitely repay you well.
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After saying that, Xing Tian left under Haotian's gloomy gaze. His arrogant look reminded him of the proud God of War in the past.
In that battle, if it weren't for the Queen Mother's help, he would not be Xingtian's opponent at all. Especially thinking of the latter's shocking axe, Haotian couldn't help but feel solemn in his heart.
Until Xing Tian left, everyone in the arena could not remain calm. The Wu Clan would send out troops in half a month. They must strive for the greatest benefits before this time limit, so that they would be able to occupy the Chaos Clock when it was born.
Definitely the upper hand.
The next second, the entire palace became lively.
The Three Religions, the Western Religion, and the Great Masters of the Three Realms all began to argue, and they were quarreling over the division of their respective regions after the occupation of the Ancient Star Territory.
On top of this matter, even veteran quasi-sages such as Kunpeng, Zhen Yuanzi, and Styx He were furious, and the situation almost got out of control several times.
This quarrel lasted for ten days!
Ten days later, the powerful men in the palace finally gained the upper hand and the bottom line price in their hearts, and the stormy scene calmed down.
Until everyone in the palace dispersed, the Emperor of Heaven, who was sitting on the main seat, looked at the empty hall and sighed helplessly. In this confrontation, he did not meet his inner expectations and achieved what he had striven for.
The area is also somewhat remote and unfavorable.
At this time, a figure wearing a cyan cloak suddenly appeared in front of him, and a pair of eyes could be vaguely seen, with cyan lotus flowers blooming in them.
The moment he saw these eyes, the Emperor stood up from his seat in shock, stared at the visitor with fear, and said: How could it be you! What are you doing here?
In response, the man waved his hand and said: Emperor of Heaven, let's make a deal.