"this?"

Looking at this sudden scene, the people from the witch clan behind the Red Phosphor Witch were all shocked.

They don't understand why Houtu attacked their own people.

When he turned to look at the Red Phosphate Great Witch who was knocked into the depths of the ground, the witch tribes present had a clever heart in their hearts.

Immediately kneeling on the ground.

"I'll pay homage to Empress Houtu!"

Several witch tribes knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe for a moment, for fear of angering Houtu.

After all, Houtu is one of the twelve ancestor witches, and most of the matters of the witch clan are handled by Houtu on weekdays.

The prestige in the witch clan even surpasses that of Di Jiang, the leader of the twelve ancestor witches!

"I have met fellow Taoist behind me. It has been three thousand years since I left Zixiao Palace. Today, I am here in Buzhou Mountain. How about going to my small witch clan seat for a moment?"

Hou Tu nodded slightly, then walked towards Daochen in lotus steps, with a smile on his beautiful face.

"Hmm? How could it be?"

Several witch tribes present saw Houtu taking the initiative to invite Daochen, and a look of horror flashed in their eyes.

Their witch clan has never been so versatile to the demon clan, and they are not going to kill them at will.

So what if it is a big monster, I don’t know how many big monsters died at the hands of their witch clan over the years.

Who is the man in front of you?

The Houtu Ancestral Witch can invite him personally, and even Di Jiang in Pangu Palace has no intention of stopping him!

"Friends of Daoism, Dao Chen appreciates it, but if my three brothers come to Buzhou Mountain, they have to do it, so let's leave!"

Daochen thought about it, but shook his head and said.

Now that the lich's calamity is about to begin, he does not want to have too much involvement with the witch clan in a short period of time.

"Since that's the case, I won't try to keep me. If fellow Taoists want to come to my witch clan in the future, my younger sister will welcome you at any time."

Houtu didn't mind at all, his lips were pursed, and a bright smile appeared on his beautiful face.

"Um!"

Daochen nodded slightly, crossed Houtu, and continued to go deep into the Buzhou Mountain.

Although Houtu has a gentle and kind heart than the Twelve Ancestor Witches, it is also compared to the Twelve Ancestor Witches.

When the real Houtu was in charge of the witch clan, he was definitely not as kind and easy to talk as the outside world.

But now facing the demon man in front of him, he looks like this.

Even a pig could guess that the three demon clan people in front of him were definitely not ordinary!

"It's over."

Thinking of this, the witch clan who had followed the great witch before and wanted to take down Dao Chen and others, was even more frightened.

What kind of person did they provoke?

"Come here, take these people down immediately and press them to Luowushan!"

After Daochen left, Houtu's beautiful face suddenly became cold, his mouth lightly opened, and his words were filled with a cold feeling.

If she hadn't noticed it in time, I'm afraid that after today, the witch clan would have added an unimaginable enemy!

Three thousand years ago, Dao Chen defeated the Sanqing outside the Zixiao Palace by one person. Now, three thousand years have passed, who knows how powerful Dao Chen is?

Not to mention that Daochen also has Di Jun and Dong Huang Taiyi next to him.

Such a powerful force must be taken seriously no matter who it is.

"Master Ancestral Witch, please spare me, I will never dare to do it again."

When they heard the three words "Luwushan", the witch clans present were shocked. The eyes of the witch clans who almost offended Dao Chen were even more desperate.

Luowu Mountain is the death place where the Wu clan detained the outlaws. After going there, you basically don’t want to come out alive.

"take away!"

Houtu said lightly, and his eyes were filled with coldness.

Dao Chen's original body is good for the demon clan, but when Fuxi of Zixiao Palace invited Dao Chen, Dao Chen refused directly, obviously not wanting to join the two Lich clans.

Especially now, the Pangu authentic dispute between their twelve ancestor witches and the Three Qings has not yet ended.

If you get into evil Taoist dust at this time, it will be several times greater for the witch clan than the crisis brought about by offending the Three Pure Ones!

"For the sake of Daochen, does the little sister do this?"

Not far away, watching several witch tribes being escorted to Wushan, a trace of displeasure flashed between Qiang Liang's eyebrows.

Those people are all from his tribe, and one of them is a late-stage show he values ​​more. Now they have been escorted to Luowu Mountain. It is impossible to get out alive.

"If you can suppress the three Qingsongs and join forces, I think the younger sister will treat you like Dao Chen."

Di Jiang blinked his mouth, stretched his waist lazily, and said lightly.

"Sanqing? What's wrong with Sanqing? Do you think I'm that guy from Jumang?"

The witch clan has a bad temper, and the twelve ancestor witches are even more so.

As soon as he heard the provocation in Di Jiang's words, Qiang Liang was immediately dissatisfied.

Even the witch clans who were punished by Houtu to Wushan were completely forgotten.

The only thing I remember in my mind is.

Di Jiang looked down on him!

"Jumang said the same thing. Why don't you call me?"

Di Jiang didn't care at all, and looked at Qiangliang with a helpless look on his face.

"Okay! OK! OK!!! You're waiting."

Seeing Di Jiang clearly despising him, Qiang Liang was so angry!

I wish I could go to Sanqing to fight for hundreds of rounds now.

Let Di Jiang see his strong strength!

"You? Forget it, why don't I let Xuanming go with you? Adding a Zhu Jiuyin is OK. If it really doesn't work, I'll add you a more Gonggong?"

Di Jiang said seriously.

Gonggong, who was watching the show, almost swallowed the words in one breath.

What does it mean to add Gonggong if it really doesn’t work?

Is my Gonggong the supplement?

For a moment, Gonggong and Qiangliang's eyes changed when they looked at Di Jiang.

"Why don't you clean up your brother first?"

The two of them looked at each other in the void and instantly understood what each other was thinking.

"beat!"

The next moment, in the Pangu Temple at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, shocking roars sounded.

"What are you doing? Will you be able to turn against the sky?"

A moment later, a embarrassed figure rushed out of Pangu Palace like lightning and rushed towards the chaos outside the sky.

This figure is Dijiang. At this moment, Dijiang's nose and eyes are swollen, and there is also the majesty of the witch clan leader.

"Chase!"

Behind Di Jiang, Gonggong and Qiang Liang's figures flew out of the Pangu Temple one after another, chasing Di Jiang and rushing towards the chaos outside the sky.

In Pangu Hall, the remaining several ancestral witches all soared into the sky.

However, compared to Dijiang, Gonggong and Qiangliang, they all watched the show.

This is how the witch clan is. He starts fighting with a disagreement, even Houtu.

But I won't forget the serious matter at all.

When the gourd vine is born, we will fight against the Three Qings together.

Buzhou Mountain is very large and towering, as if it has no end.

As Daochen and others continued to penetrate into Buzhou Mountain, the Pangu pressure contained around them became stronger and stronger, and more genius treasures were seen along the way.

There are even many top-grade spiritual roots second only to the ten innate spiritual roots.

"Did you ever notice the opportunity?"

The Luoshu Book of the River Tu on Di Jun's head had appeared, and a few clear lights rose up, blocking the terrifying Pangu pressure around him outside.

"It feels a little vague, but it's too vague, so I need to check it out carefully."

Donghuang Taiyi stopped, looked at the boundless Buzhou Mountain, and frowned slightly and said.

Mount Buzhou is too big, and it is so vast that it is so vast that it is countless times more than the sun.

If you continue to search blindly, even for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, it is difficult to find the specific location of the birth of the gourd vine.

"No hurry, no hurry, let's look for it slowly."

Daochen walked alone at the front of the three of them, his spiritual sense dispersed and he carefully explored every corner.

"But Brother Daochen?"

At this moment, a sound suddenly rang.

In the sky not far from the two, two streams of light suddenly appeared.

It was Fuxi and Nuwa.
Chapter completed!