"It's you, the Fairy Huang Shang of the Houtu clan." The old man withered and deserted said in shock. He had met one another thousands of years ago, and at that time, this person's cultivation was unfathomable. Now it seems that he has gone to a higher level.

"It's not just him, but us?" The void ripples trembled, and four old men in black robe appeared inside. They could not see any expression or look at any face, but just a ball of black fog. And the power was intimidating and shocking the mind, which was not comparable to that of the Taoist monks.

They have never seen these people.

However, behind these Taoist monks, there are three or five hidden masters. Seeing the current situation, they have to come out. Three white-clothed Taoist monks and two middle-aged Taoist nuns are both highly respected people of Taoist sect. These three are not one Taoist sect, but the masters that the Dahuang Dynasty has won over for tens of thousands of years, and they are all Guiyuan monks. They once dominated for a while, but finally disappeared suddenly and now appear again, causing the world to stagger. These five people are overseas casual cultivators, countless islands and countless countries overseas. Although they have been passed down from the Taoist sect, tens of millions of years have passed and when the saints are gone, they are the protagonists of this world.

"The Emperor Wuliang Tianzun. I didn't expect that when Fairy Huang Shang was tens of thousands of years ago, there was no change in the fairy Huang Shang." The person who spoke was a middle-aged Taoist nun in a green Taoist robe. There was a three-color lotus mark in the center of his eyebrows, which was peaceful and prosperous. There was no resentment in his eyes, but his cultivation was much higher than that of the fairy Bu Lao and others.

"The original Kongming Dao Nun, who was the Kongming sword, was seriously injured in the battle back then, but destroyed hundreds of thousands of creatures in a radius of thousands of miles. Such a sinister debt, how can we still harm the heaven and the truth when we practice to this point?" After hearing this, Kongming Dao Nunn understood Fairy Huang Shang's words, but shook his head helplessly: "The fairy has a profound cultivation level, Kong Ming feels inferior to him. Now you can let go of your identity as a witch clan and watch all this as a bystander, but I can't. Old friends ask for it, and they have to do this." These two people's words shocked everyone. What does it mean to let go of the identity of the witch clan? Is there anything else that Fairy Huang Shang can do?

Only the masters of the witch clan and the masters of the Taoist sect were shocked. It seemed that the cultivation level of this fairy Huang Shang was unfathomable and could enter an unmoved state.

"A group of old guys, look at the move." The junior of the Taoist sect roared, and the giant sword came to kill him, and a powerful qi was raised in the void to fight towards Fairy Huang Shang. The people of the witch clan were extremely angry, but they were blocked by a powerful force and could not take action at all. As for the people in the Taoist sect, they sighed and it seemed that this guy would definitely die. This man rolled up the storm energy and killed him, and the cultivator Zangxu was also extremely powerful. He inserted it directly into Fairy Huang Shang's body, and Fairy Huang Shang didn't move. Everyone saw an extremely majestic mountain in front of him, soaring into the sky and connecting the world. Suddenly, he disappeared. When everyone looked at him, Fairy Huang Shang was still there motionless.

It seems that what I just did was hallucination.

But the young man from the sect turned into a pool of blood in front of Fairy Huang Shang.

"The Witch Clan is too bullying." The fairy roared coldly. This person was her disciple of Qingyun Sect. She died quietly in front of her, letting her old face go wherever she was. She held the Fengyun Sword and rushed away. The green Taoist robe rolled up a series of strong winds. The Lord of Wind God behind her also waved the flagpole, and the force hit, forming an unbreakable force in front of Fairy Huang Shang, shaking the space around hundreds of miles, sweeping over with countless space fragments, making people frightened, making the heaven and earth change color, as if the whole world has become a world of wind. All the power was shrouded and turned into an indestructible wind blade. Combined with the Fengyun Sword, it actually made the heaven and earth tremble.

Fairy Huang Shang still did not waver. In her eyes, she saw nothing but a fallen leaf. She raised her hand gently and touched the green leaf with her fingertips. The sky and the earth suddenly stopped, and the huge force that was about to destroy everything suddenly stopped. Fairy Huang Shang looked at the fairy who was not old and said, "If Qingyun Mountain does not suppress you, I will take action on my behalf and punish you to practice quietly under Tianbei Mountain for ten thousand years."

Fairy Huang Shang's words made no one say much, and even other experts from the Taoist sect avoided the immortal fairy.

"Hahaha, do you think you are a god, and you are so nonsense to me." Although the immortal immortal shocked Fairy Huang Shang's cultivation, her power was enough to escape everyone's pursuit. So she was not afraid, but directly hit the immortal swamp. The powerful wind god behind her began to absorb the vital energy around her, and countless forces gathered into the most peculiar force in the world - wind. The power floating in the world was gentle like a petal, but violently shocked everyone. This vast force rolled up the yellow sand of hundreds of miles, and the three-foot ground was all rolled up, forming an unstoppable yellow sand storm in front of everyone, like a marching force, in conjunction with the most powerful wind god. It actually formed the unique yellow sand seal in the world. The power of the wind god in the world was extremely powerful, enough to exceed the power of a Guiyuan monk.

Fairy Huang Shang said lightly: "The Lord of Wind God is just a master of the Taoist sect. Your hand is quite as powerful as the Fengshen, but it is just a momentum. If you want real power, you still have to practice for countless years before you can succeed. Since you can comprehend the Yellow Shawen Seal. Combined with the Shangqing Dongming Sutra, you are a person with Taoism, but your character is too poor and your heart is not enough. You should practice well?" Fairy Huang Shang's words made the immortal uncle even more angry. The immortal uncle laughed, hid in the yellow Shawen Seal, and came.

The fairy Huangsha lifted up her long skirt and took two steps back. She drew a faint yellow ripples in the void with her hands, dissipating into the surrounding void, and suddenly turned into a huge vortex of tens of thousands of miles. A pointed mountain of thousands of miles appeared from this vortex, intimidating the world and its power shook the minds of countless masters. After suppressing it directly, the Huangsha Wenyin was not willing to be outdone. The power was piled up and actually destroyed the mountains brought out by Fairy Huang Shang and bombed directly at the Immortal Swamp. A golden light burst out again, but this time it lasted very short, and it should be squeezed by the power of so many masters and could not last long. Others could enter it, and as for Qiongqi, there seemed to be no movement now.

The mountain was getting smaller and smaller, and it seemed that it could no longer stop the yellow shaman seal. Fairy Huang Shang naturally knew the power of the yellow shaman seal. She rolled in long sleeves, and a yellow bead threw it towards the yellow shaman seal and fell into the yellow shaman seal. The originally powerful yellow shaman seal suddenly became weak, and even the Wind God Lord in the void had only the power of the wind.

"Go down." Fairy Huangsha drew a vortex in the void. Everyone saw the ripples flashing in it, and it turned out to be Tianbei Mountain. A powerful force restrained the Lord of Wind God. No matter how the Lord of Wind God suppressed it, it could not break the power of the vortex.

"Dead old lady, what power are you using?" The immortal fairy was extremely shocked. This power was so powerful that it was bound by the Lord of Wind God who exerted the power of the divine pill and could not move at all.

"I didn't use any other power at all. This is the yellow sand seal you want to practice. This is the power you want to get." Fairy Huang Shang slightly took out the bead that shined with light, but there were changes in the wind and clouds, and the power continued to overlap. In the bead, a huge vortex appeared. There was a vortex above, but there was an extremely calm sandy land below. This magical power had exceeded everyone's expectations.

"Impossible, Impossible?" The fairy of the old thought that this was the real power of the Huangshawen Seal, but when facing the Fairy Huang Shang, she seemed so fragile.

As soon as his mind relaxed, the Lord of Wind God also seemed extremely fragile, turning into a green vortex and disappeared into the vortex. Although there was a roar, Tianbei Mountain completely suppressed the monk Guiyuan. The void was closed, and everyone could no longer understand the roar of the immortal fairy.

Xiao Jue and Yue Yuan hid in the dark, watching all this. The saint hidden in Xiao Jue's dantian suddenly said, "I know that this fairy Huang Shang is one of the most powerful people in the Houtu clan except Houtu, and a person from the ancient times. However, it is a little later than me. I once served with Emperor Nuwa and were very familiar with the things in the Southern Wilderness. At that time, Emperor Nuwa and the Holy Mother of Houtu were good friends. Even in the battle of the lich, the age of the saint appeared had not changed. However, the saint was born in the form of the Holy Mother of Houtu in the Nine Nether Hell for millions of years. At that time, Emperor Nuwa was already ready to ascend to the immortals." The saint didn't know much, but Huang Shang was a master left over from the witch clan, and it is said that he was also transformed by Pangu's essence and blood.

"Then what the hell are these people doing?"

"On one side is a peerless master who was gathered by the Great Yellow Dynasty. He obviously has extremely strong mental cultivation and does not want to interfere in this matter. However, they don't know the secrets in the Immortal Swamp. The situation set by the ancient saint is not something we can easily guess." The saint sighed, and they could only guess the idea of ​​the ancient saint. This allowed the saint to find Xiao Jue, a person who might be the ruler of the Tianxuan Continent.

"What should I do now?"

"Don't worry, the battle will continue, and everyone will really fight. Immortal swamps are afraid they will never be able to be saved. The inheritance of the Witch Clan's roots is tied to you." Xiao Jue smiled faintly, as if he had not understood the importance of this responsibility. The Witch Clan has been passed down from ancient times to the present, and has been passed down for hundreds of millions of years. Only after the Lich War, the Witch Clan is no longer the protagonist of the entire world. If there is no Pangu Temple and the Immortal Swamp, the Witch Clan will soon be submerged in the trend of the times.
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