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Wu Mengqian lowered her head, shook her head and said, "I don't know who he is."

"It was you who told him to wait in Wuwang City when you were in Gonggu, how dare you deny it to me now?" Wu Zhejiu shouted angrily.

Wu Mengqian said: "I thought he was Wufeng, maybe I was wrong."

"Admit it wrong? Once you admit your mistake, something will happen to Wu Fengruo, hum! Do you think I will still believe your words?"

"I'm sorry, I will bear any consequences, please forgive my sins." Wu Mengqian gritted her teeth and said.

Snapped!

Wu Zhejiu raised his hand, and slapped Wu Mengqian on the face, Wu Mengqian snorted, a red mark appeared on his face, and his face turned pale.

"You let me down! I've trained you for so many years, and you just eat inside and outside and help outsiders to repay me? You want me to forgive your sins, how do you want me to forgive your sins?" Wu Zhejiu was very angry.

Wu Mengqian lowered her head without saying a word, already in a state of confusion.

She doesn't know what she should do now, Wufeng didn't come, she was a little disappointed, but also because Wufeng didn't come, she was a little thankful.

She knew that she shouldn't have such thoughts, she is a cultivator in the Dao Palace, a member of the Houtu tribe, and she has a sworn hatred with the human tribe, so she shouldn't help Wufeng.

But every time Wufeng's figure would appear in her mind, thinking of every detail of that man, she could never convince herself.

"Meng Qian committed a capital crime and is willing to plead guilty." Wu Mengqian murmured.

Seeing Wu Mengqian's unrepentant look, Wu Zhejiu was even more angry.

"If it weren't for our lack of manpower now, I would have killed you long ago!"

However, there are already many ancestral Daoist masters in the Daoist Palace who cannot be contacted, and the current Daoist Palace is not optimistic. Wu Mengqian is another ancestral Daoist master. No matter how angry Wu Zhejiu was, he couldn't hold back and didn't kill him .

He snorted coldly, and with a flash of his palm, the Shihuan Ancestral Artifact appeared in his palm.

"I won't forgive you so easily. If you communicate with foreign thieves, then I will let you make up for all this with my own hands. I will make you forget everything about you and Wufeng. When you see Wufeng in the future, you have to remember Stop, you can only kill him!"

Wu Mengqian was startled, raised her head hastily, and said, "The Great Elder..."

She looked at Wu Zhejiu in panic.

Forgetting the way of heaven, making her forget about Wufeng?

This made her unacceptable.

Because she still misses that man in her heart, she still has answers to find, if she just forgets like this, she will never be reconciled for the rest of her life.

But Wu Zhejiu didn't give her a chance to resist at all, the stone ring in her palm had already emitted a powerful law of heaven, and it hit Wu Mengqian all of a sudden!

hum!

The powerful force of forgetting made Wu Mengqian tremble all over, and her eyes became blurred and erratic.

She raised her head, opened her mouth slightly, and wanted to say something, but she had already forgotten what she wanted to say, like a walking dead, as white as a piece of paper.

"Come here, let her stay, reform her well, let her understand her identity!" Wu Zhejiu shouted.

"Yes!"

Soon a man in black stood up and took Wu Mengqian down.

After dealing with all this, Wu Zhejiu jumped towards Jinsha City, and disappeared into the void in one step. When he appeared, he was already standing on a sand dune.

"See my lord."

Wu Zhejiu bowed slightly and said.

On the sand dunes, there was a figure sitting. This figure looked extremely tall, like a golden god of war, with a powerful aura that could even affect the surrounding void.

The supreme ruler of the Dao Palace, the real Houtu!

"It didn't work?"

The figure spoke.

His voice was long and hazy, reverberating in this piece of heaven and earth, it seemed extremely vicissitudes, like a weather-beaten old man, across time and space, after the changes of mountains and rivers, rolling here, shocking.

"My lord, forgive me. We miscalculated. We didn't expect that this person is not Wufeng."

Even Wu Zhejiu in the later stage of Zu Dao was extremely respectful when facing Houtu, restraining his arrogance.

"Not Wufeng?"

Houtu's voice suddenly rose.

When Wu Zhejiu was heard by this voice, chills appeared all over his body, and his soul was trembling. When he came back to his senses, his back was already soaked in cold sweat.

He knelt down on the ground with a plop, and said, "This subordinate is incompetent, please forgive me, Lord."

Houtu is very powerful, his words and deeds seem to be integrated with the heaven and the earth, and every word seems to represent the way of heaven, which cannot be violated.

In front of such a terrifying power, Wu Zhejiu felt extremely small.

You know, he is a master in the late stage of the ancestral Taoism, standing at the pinnacle of Taoism, and there are not many people in the entire Yajiao airspace who dare to say that he is better than him.

But when facing Houtu, he was still trembling.

This is the strength of Houtu.

Wu Zhejiu regained his composure, and hastily explained what happened just now.

After he finished speaking, he kept his head down, not daring to breathe, and quietly waited for the blow.

Houtu didn't speak either, just meditating.

Wu Zhejiu didn't dare to urge him, but still knelt there.

The waiting process was very torturous. From Wu Zhejiu's point of view, it seemed that hundreds of years had passed, but in fact it was only a quarter of an hour.

"He is not Wufeng, he should be a descendant of Wufeng, and he is also a very special human being." Houtu said slowly.

"A special human?"

Wu Zhejiu was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what it meant.

"If I'm not mistaken, he should be Wufeng's grandson, aged no more than 30 years old."

Wu Zhejiu was surprised: "How is it possible? How could he have such a powerful ability at the age of 30? He is in the Ancestral Dao Realm! How could he step into the Ancestral Dao Realm at the age of less than 30?"

Wu Zhejiu couldn't believe this fact. He met that young man just now. Although the opponent was only at the middle stage of the ancestral path, it brought him a lot of pressure. It was precisely because the opponent's ability was too strong that he didn't want to fight.

He thought that this person was at least a master who lived for thousands of years, how could he be less than 30 years old?

"When Wufeng led the human race to hide, there was a more powerful and mysterious person who helped him. Wufeng's grandson should have been born at that time, and by some means, he escaped the surveillance of Tiandao in the Yajiao airspace. I have a feeling that Wufeng's grandson is most likely from..."

When Houtu said this, he suddenly stopped talking, as if he was thinking about something.

"Who is that mysterious person? Is there anyone in the human race who is stronger than Wufeng?" Wu Zhejiu asked in surprise.

Wufeng, in his eyes, is already quite powerful, if he doesn't rely on the ancestral weapon to single out, he must not be Wufeng's opponent.Even with the ancestral weapon, his chances of winning are not great. Back then, Wufeng's power to break through the common valley and kill many ancestral Dao realm masters alone still deterred him.

"The human race has never been as simple as it seems on the surface."

"Is that mysterious person Father Pu?" Wu Zhejiu continued to ask.

"No, Father Pu is nothing to worry about, but that person is more powerful than Father Pu, but he disappeared later. I think he and Wufeng must have done something, Heavenly Dao! They have tampered with Heavenly Dao! If I If they think right, the end of the world is their goal," Houtu said.

When Wu Zhejiu heard this, his expression changed again, and he said, "The end of the world?"

Back soil nodded slightly.

Wu Zhejiu asked again: "Aren't we going to do something?"

Houtu raised his head, his eyes glowed with golden light, and said: "I haven't fully merged with the Dao of Heaven yet. I'm in a critical stage and it will take some time. I can't leave. You have full authority over the matter of the Yajiao airspace."

Wu Zhejiu hesitated and said: "But my lord, many races have begun to resist us at present, and they are attacking and killing our people openly and secretly. The situation is not optimistic. They don't care about the rules we set. It's about to be destroyed."

"They can't catch the waves, wait for a while, until the time I leave the customs, when the time comes—"

Houtu's voice became extremely cold and severe:

"Everyone must submit to my feet again!"

A majestic aura rose from his body, and he rolled, and suddenly golden formations appeared in the void. These formations contained majestic and regular power, which belonged to the power of heaven!

These patterns are all connected to his body, as if they have merged with his soul!

When he was angry, the Dao of Heaven was moved by it, as if the body had become the container of Dao of Heaven, able to control thousands of laws!

The power of anger is so terrifying!

Wu Zhejiu listened to the rolling sound, his whole soul was washed away, and his eyes were filled with awe!

Only then did he let go of his worries, and his eyes were filled with reverence for Houtu.

This is the only true God in the world!

With the back soil, no one dares to be presumptuous!

In his eyes, any opposing race is just a clown!

After all, it was Lord Houtu who was able to seriously injure Wufeng back then. If Lord Houtu hadn't needed to melt his way, he could even have killed Wufeng!

Wu Zhejiu's mood became high again with Houtu's domineering spirit.

Dao Palace will never perish!

"Is there any news about the fragment of the ancestor artifact I asked you to find?" Houtu asked again.

"The subordinates are incompetent, not yet." Wu Zhejiu replied.

"We must find the fragments of the Chaos Realm Tree and the Dead Spirit, these two artifacts are very important to me!" Houtu said.

"Yes! This subordinate understands!"

Wu Zhejiu responded respectfully.

But at this moment, a ray of light suddenly flashed over, landed beside Wu Zhejiu, and then turned into a phantom, it was a master of the Ancestral Dao Realm.

"Great Elder, it seems that the ancestral artifact fragments that we have been looking for have appeared in the City of Immortals!"

"What?" Wu Zhejiu asked in surprise, "What does the ancestral artifact fragment look like?"

Xiyang quickly evolved a picture, which is the whole picture of Wuwang City.

They saw two fragments floating on the wall of Wuwang City, and then Wu Zhejiu was startled!

"The fragments of the Chaos Realm Tree and the Dead Spirit at the End!"

Wu Zhejiu looked ecstatic!

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hum!

A violent wave trembled in the void, and Hou Tu's power rolled in, as if it could destroy everything.

"The Chaos Realm Tree and the Endless Withered Spirit!"

Houtu obviously also looked extremely shocked!

He never expected that the ancestor artifact that he had been looking for for so many years would appear like this!

"Bring it to me! No matter how much it costs, bring it to me!"

Houtu's voice was extremely excited.

These two ancestral artifacts are too important to him, he is now at a critical moment, as long as he fuses these two ancestral artifacts, then he will be able to achieve the Supreme Dao.

"Yes!"

Wu Zhejiu quickly agreed.

He is also very aware of the importance of these two ancestral artifacts, as long as he obtains these two ancestral artifacts, then Houtu will be able to pass the test, and it will be more than enough to kill those petty thieves by then!

Any human race, any race of ascetics, they can all be taken down!

Wu Zhejiu immediately left and disappeared in Shezheng City.

-

The reputation of the Taoist Palace in the airspace of Yajiao is completely rotten. In order to deal with Wufeng, the news that Wu Zhejiu planned to kill the ascetics who had enlightened outside the city of Wuwang made the ascetics of all races very angry.

Because most of those who can go to Wuwang City to enlighten Taoism are elite disciples of their respective races, and the Taoist Palace is so insane, how can everyone tolerate this?

But soon, these ascetics also understood who was the one who saved them in Wuwang City that day.

The ancestor of the human race!