Nine hundred and fifty-four chapters against the soil after the war(1/2)
Above Shouyang Mountain.
The third ancestors of the human race looked up and watched. Although they were very far apart and blocked by strong winds, they could not block their sight.
"Those are four great witches. Can the saint master do it?"
Ziyi couldn't help but worry.
"The saint has never done unsure things. Since he dares to propose them, he should be sure. Even if he loses his opponent, he should be fine to protect himself!"
Suiren's Tao.
On the side, Buddha Guangming touched Xing Tian’s shoulder and asked with a smile: “Which side do you think will win?”
"It goes without saying that of course Jiufeng and the others can win!"
Xing Tian hummed.
"Hehe, not long ago, you were as proud as a donkey. What was the result? You were almost killed. Now you have become a prisoner!"
The Buddha of Light sneered.
Xing Tian showed shame and anger.
"You witch clan, you are not afraid of heaven or earth, dominate the prehistoric world and are known as the master of the earth. But speaking of it, this is the merit of the twelve ancestor witches, not you." The Buddha of Light shook his head and said, "The four great witches, the holy masters who challenge the realm of the human race, are not embarrassed to say it? If you lose and find a piece of soil, you should hit and die."
"They will not lose, they will never lose, they will definitely tear the saint to pieces!"
Xing Tian was furious.
Above head, there was a fluctuation of the power of the Buzhou Seal, and a ray of Pangu aura.
"this……!"
Xing Tian showed a look of shock.
After a while, Jiufeng and the four screamed and fell down, smashing four deep pits.
"this……!"
He was completely stunned.
"This is the so-called great witch. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it's really... embarrassing!"
The Buddha of Light and the Tao.
Xing Tian trembled and his face flushed.
He found a crack in the ground and got into it.
The witch clan, known as invincible, joined forces and defeated a human, which made him feel ashamed, but for some reason, he felt a little relaxed.
Chu Yang fell from the sky, glanced at Jiufeng and the other four who had already stood up, but skipped over and looked to the other side.
There, a figure is condensed.
"The ancestor witch Houtu!"
Chu Yang's expression was unprecedentedly solemn.
"Defeat Xing Tian, defeat Jiufeng and join forces, the human race saint master, Chu Yang, is amazing!"
Houtu seems weak and watery, but its sound is sonorous and heavy.
After arriving, she slowly stepped forward.
"Meet Lord Ancestral Witch!"
Jiufeng and others quickly gave a big gift, but their heads were so low that they almost buried them in the soil.
"It's embarrassing, get out of here!"
Hou Tu shook his sleeves and swept Jiufeng and others away. At the same time, he untied the seal on Xing Tian's body as if no one was around and threw it to Jiufeng and others. After walking a few more steps, he finally stopped a hundred meters away from Chu Yang. His eyes opened and closed, and he was ruthless: "My witch clan cannot be humiliated!"
"I will be humiliated?"
Chu Yang's eyes and eyebrows are like swords, and his voice is sonorous.
"You should be clear about right or wrong, fellow Taoist Houtu. Besides, this is a bet between them, so why should you participate?"
The Buddha of Light walked to Chu Yang, squinted his eyes and smiled, and the breath of the mid-stage quasi-saint was released without any concealment.
"Who are you?"
Houtu asked.
He didn't pay much attention to the human race.
"The great elder of the human race, the three leaders of the Western religion, is Guangming!" The Buddha of Light reported his origin and said, "Although she did not pay much attention to the human race, if the human race is in trouble of extermination, if she does not take action, the holy position will definitely fall. If she faces the risk of falling from the holy position, would you guess, will she go crazy? With the power of her saint, it is easy to kill several powerful people in the late stage of the quasi-saint. Also, I placed the lanterns of the Eight Scenery Palace on the ancestral hall of the human race to shine forever, which is also a protection."
"You use them to suppress me?"
Houtu's eyes flashed, cutting through the void.
"This is not pressure, but fact!" Guangming Buddhist Taoism, "Besides, what is the situation between the human saint master and the few of them? Why do you have to participate in Houtu Ancestral Witch?"
"The Lich War has five hundred years left!" Houtu said, "During this period, even the saints dare not offend my witch clan!"
The Buddha of Light is silent.
This time is too sensitive.
The witch clan's nerves were also very tense. If they were annoyed, they would really do anything.
The key is Pangu’s true body, who can resist it?
Even the saint of Taiqing is not confident.
"Take me a palm, this matter has been revealed. Five hundred years later, the human race will join the war!"
Houtu made a request, and there is no doubt.
"Ancestral Witch, you are so hard-working!"
The Buddha of Light showed a cool color.
"It's too much!"
The third ancestor of the human race finally couldn't help it and stepped forward and said.
Chu Yang waved his hand and took two steps forward, "It doesn't matter if you take a palm. As for the human race to participate in the war, this is unreasonable. There are too few powerful people in our human race, and they can only become cannon fodder on such a battlefield. However, I can participate in the war. With my power, it is not difficult to block a demon general, and can even compete with the quasi-saint!"
"Your strength is really good!" Hou Tu nodded, expressing his agreement. She swept over the Buddha of Light, looked at the third ancestor of the human race, looked at the eight-scenery palace lanterns in the distance, and finally said, "Although there are many human races, it does not hinder the overall situation. However, in addition to you, I also want one thousand Taiyi of the human race, which is the bottom line."
"The three of us will change to one of the saints!"
Fury erupted in Suiren's eyes, but he had to hold it back. In the moment, he had communicated with the other two, and he could not let the saints participate in the war no matter what.
If you die in battle, that is the real loss of the human race.
"No, no, no, I'll do it!" Chu Yang smiled and blocked the third ancestor of the human race. "I'm sure to protect myself, don't worry!"
"cocoa……!"
Suiren didn't know what to say.
"Don't worry!" Chu Yang said, looking at Houtu again, "It's not impossible to let our human elites participate in the war, but during this period, if our human race encounters a great disaster, will the witch race protect you?"
"Of course! Who dares to do this in the prehistoric land?"
Houtu is extremely domineering.
"If our human race is subject to wanton oppression and massacre by the witch tribe, this agreement will be invalid; if our human race is subject to other genocides, the witch tribe will not protect it, or if our human race is 10% killed or injured, this agreement will be invalid!"
Chu Yang proposed limited conditions.
"Can!"
After thinking about it, he responded.
In the vast land of the vast land, the witch clan is the main one. Who dares to start a killing during this period? That is, he is living impatiently.
"Come on, I'll take your palm and see how strong the ancestor witch is?" Chu Yang rose into the air and came to the high altitude again. Looking at Houtu who was chasing him, he laughed, "Houtu ancestor witch, what if I hurt you in this palm?"
"Did you hurt me?" Houtu showed a strange look, "Our twelve ancestor witches have strong bloodlines and unparalleled physical bodies, comparable to the top-grade spiritual treasure. How can you, the Golden Immortal of Daluo, hurt me? My power, in terms of cultivation, is equivalent to the late stage of the quasi-saint. Looking at the prehistoric world, except for the saints, the only one who surpasses me in cultivation is Di Jun and the River Styx. Donghuang Taiyi, demon masters Kunpeng, Fuxi, Zhen Yuanzi, and other existences are just equivalent to me."
"Then try it!"
Chu Yang's heart sank.
The strength of the ancestor witch was still somewhat beyond his expectations.
Their bodies may be difficult to harm even the top-grade spiritual treasures.
A powerful pervert.
"It's okay to be arrogant, but you have to recognize the reality!"
Hou Tu raised his palm and slapped forward lightly. The air in front of him disappeared in an instant, becoming a vacuum, and was blocked by the air. The force of oppression came, making Chu Yang's breathing stagnant and it was almost difficult to move.
"Is this the power of the ancestor witch?"
Chu Yang's heart trembled.
Rumble!
To be continued...