The time of prehistoric times is respected

"I hope there will be no accidents with Houtu girl! God bless you!"

In Tianting, Emperor Jun, who was dealing with official duties, received a request from Bai Ze and summoned him in the Lingxiao Palace.

"Congratulations to the Heavenly Emperor! Great news!"

Di Jun frowned and asked,

"What a good thing?"

What good thing can make Bai Ze so disregarding his image?

"Report to the Heavenly Emperor! The Zuwu Houtu came out of the Pangu Palace and headed towards the sea of ​​blood! The Heavenly Emperor can send people to intercept and kill them. It is nothing to worry about without the Houtu in the formation of the Twelve Gods!"

Bai Ze said solemnly.

"Is there such a good thing? Could it be a conspiracy?"

Di Jun's eyes lit up, as Bai Ze said, as long as Houtu is killed, the Wu Clan is nothing to worry about!

"Our inspectors report that there is absolutely no falsehood!"

After Bai Ze finished speaking, he took out a picture bead, input mana, and immediately a set of images were displayed above the Lingxiao Palace.

It was the scene where Hou Tu came out of the Pangu Palace and went to the sea of ​​blood.

After reading it, Di Jun began to pinch his fingers and calculate.

The astronomical secret shows that Houtu is indeed heading east, so there must be nothing wrong.

"Call the Demon Saint for a meeting!"

Di Jun ordered to go down.

"As ordered!"

There is no doubt that Dijun's eyes are full of joy. This is an opportunity, and it is a big opportunity. Houtu travels alone, without other ancestral witches to follow. After getting rid of Houtu, the witch clan will be defeated in the future, and Dijun's chance to prove the Tao has come.

Not long after, all the demon saints had gathered in the Lingxiao Palace.

It had been a long time since such a formal meeting had been held, and this time Taiyi, Nuwa, Liuer, and Kunpeng were missing.

Hunyuan Daluo and above cannot interfere in the prehistoric affairs. This is the rule set by the Taoist ancestor. It is already an exception for Taiyi to stay on the sun star.

Kunpeng lived in Beiminghai, and indirectly watched the Dragon Clan. He was breaking through the Hunyuan here, so he didn't come.

"Bai Ze, tell them!"

Di Jun waved his hand, motioning for Bai Ze to tell everyone about the theme of this time.

After a while, everyone also understood what Di Jun meant.

"Heavenly Emperor, I think it is feasible. At present, the most important thing for the witch clan is the formation of the Twelve Ancestral Witches! As long as Houtu is killed, we will control the prehistoric world just around the corner!"

Fuxi responded and expressed his support.

All the demon saints also agreed.

Liches have been fighting for so many years, and they both know the weaknesses of both sides, and they both think this is an opportunity.

"Okay! Bai Ze stays in the Heavenly Court, Emperor Xi, and other demon saints will follow me to the Great Desolation!"

Di Jun made a final decision.

"Yes, God!"

Everyone responded in unison.

After preparing for each other, they headed to the prehistoric land.

As for what Hongjun once said that the monster clans were not allowed to go down to the wilderness, as long as Houtu was killed, this rule was nothing, and he had his master backing him, Dijun was never a rigid person.

Di Jun walked very secretly, and disturbed the secrets, just to catch him by surprise.

At this time, in the prehistoric east, on the verge of a sea of ​​blood,

Houtu was flying at a very high speed, and he didn't realize the arrival of Di Jun and others at all.

This is the so-called ignorance of the number of days, having great strength in the air, and not knowing the future, is the biggest shortcoming of the Wu Clan.

But maybe it's a fate, it's not God's will, it's fate, Houtu succeeded in reaching the sea of ​​blood.

In the depths of the sea of ​​blood, Taoist Mosquito, who was meditating, opened his eyes.

"Houtu? What are you doing here again?"

Taoist Mosquito took a look and murmured.

"Now I am not afraid of the ancestor witch!"

Daoist Mosquito dodged and appeared above the sea of ​​blood.

Houtu, who was sensing the sea of ​​blood, noticed the sudden appearance of Mosquito Taoist, and said,

"I've met fellow daoist, I'm looking for an opportunity today, and I'm sorry for disturbing fellow daoist Qingxiu!"

Houtu is the only gentler among the ancestral witches, but this does not mean that Taoist Mosquito will be easy to talk to.

"Last time you searched for opportunities, but you didn't get anything. Why did you come again? Could it be that the sea of ​​blood is really the Pangu Palace?"

Taoist Mosquito spoke in a bad tone.

"Fellow Daoist misunderstood. The sea of ​​blood is formed by the blood from the navel of the Father God. We are all in the same line. Why are you so aggressive?"

"Hmph! Then why did Xing Tian pursue and kill me thousands of miles away, killing me in a sea of ​​blood? If it weren't for my profound Taoism, I'm afraid I would have died long ago. How will this account be settled?"

Taoist Mosquito asked back, counting old accounts.

He didn't dare to go to the Pangu Palace. How could he be afraid of an ancestral witch in this sea of ​​blood?

"There's a reason for this, fellow Taoists, why bother? We don't owe each other!"

Houtu did not agree with the statement of Taoist Mosquito,

That time Taoist Mosquito was the one who provoked him first, and he was only to blame for his lack of strength.

"Fellow Daoist, if you wish to let me enter the sea of ​​blood, you should bear in mind that in the future, what kind of favor will the Witch Clan owe to Fellow Daoist?"

Houtu spoke again,