Hong Huang: I, Zhen Yuanzi, was forced to marry at the beginning

Daoist Hongjun lost!

This result was a blow to the hearts of all sentient beings.

Ever since Hongjun Daozu proved the Tao and became a saint, he has been an invincible existence in the hearts of all living beings.

Especially after he fits the way of heaven.

Don't you see, he took several shots to forcibly intervene in the war between the witch clan and the monster clan.

On the surface, the Wu people were deflated several times.

But what about practicality?

All living beings in the wild know that it is nothing more than Daozu Hongjun who is restricted by the rules of heaven and cannot do it himself.

This has led all living beings to believe that the way of heaven is so strong that it cannot be violated!

Not this time.

The new version of the Twelve Ancestral Witches deployed the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Demons, and they forcibly fought against Hongjun Daozu, who was in full control of the Dao of Heaven, and still did not lose the wind in the slightest.

It directly subverts the prehistoric sentient beings' cognition of the way of heaven.

Of course, one needs to be in awe of the way of heaven.

However, it is far from the point where it cannot be challenged.

With the emergence of tunnels, all sentient beings in the prehistoric world also have vague guesses.

There is a way of heaven and a way of authenticity, so there should be a way of humanity.

Even if you can't become a sage of heaven, what about authenticity?Humane?

The strong man whose cultivation has reached quasi-sage and who can't see the future rekindled his enthusiasm at this moment.

Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi and Houtu, who were secretly observing, looked at each other and smiled.

This is exactly what they want to see.

Although the prehistoric world needs order, it also needs changes, otherwise it will become a pool of stagnant water?

Putting aside their messy thoughts, they rushed towards the meat fetus and the twelve ancestor witches.

The tunnel is established, and their descendants become the ancestors of the tunnel. It's time to pick the harvest!

In the Nether Blood Sea.

Styx watched Pan Gu's light and shadow re-formed into the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and looked at the fleshy fetus surrounded by the tunnel light wheel, full of ecstasy.

Although Houtu bestowed the Primordial Purple Qi on him, he didn't have much hope of becoming a sage of heaven.

There is no reason for it.

From this battle between heaven and earth, it is not difficult to see the strength of heaven and earth.

Only I can control the order, even if I am of the same rank as me!

This also means that without the approval of the Dao of Heaven, it is even more difficult to become a saint of the Dao of Heaven.

It's different when the tunnel is successfully established.

The real saint promised by Houtu himself, Styx believes that she will not go back on his word.

Of course, this also means that Styx can only hug Tunnel's thigh tightly as Zhen Yuanzi thought.

The idea of ​​eating at both ends should be dispelled as soon as possible.

Still, that doesn't matter.

As long as you can prove it!

Compared to Styx's ecstasy, Emperor Jun Taiyi of 33 Chongtian was gloomy.

The faces of the two brothers were extremely ugly.

Indeed, they expected Hongjun Daozu to fail, but they didn't expect it to come so suddenly!

What makes them even more uneasy is that at the beginning of the establishment of the tunnel, they followed the instructions of Daozu Hongjun and killed Houtu with words.

Now that the tunnel has been successfully born, as the ancestor of the tunnel, will the meat fetus be a source of anger for the descendants?

You know, even if the tunnel has just been born, but He is an existence whose personality is comparable to the Dao of Heaven.

If he insisted on destroying the demon clan, it would not be easy, but it would not be difficult!

For a moment, the entire Yaozu was panicked.

What's more, such as Xuanxuan, Yinji, and Yeji, they secretly prepared.

Once the authenticity really takes action against the Yaozu, they will not hesitate to give up their position as guest ministers of the Yaozu.

As for possibly getting yourself into trouble?

Hehe, compared with life, no matter how troublesome it is, it is no trouble!

All in all, the atmosphere of the huge 33rd Heaven has become extraordinarily weird.

Dijun Taiyi can clearly sense this change, but they don't know how to deal with it?

It's really high hanging, they also feel powerless!

Buzhou Mountain, Fengqi Valley.

Nu Wa stood in front of the cave, looking at the celebrating Wu Clan, her eyes sparkling.

According to Zhen Yuanzi's plan, now that the tunnel is born, it will be the turn of humanity in the near future.

With tunnel support, her establishment of humanity will be smoother.

Thinking of this, her eyes also swept to 33 Zhongtian.

Just now, when Pangu Guangying faced Daozu Hongjun, although Tunnel participated in it, his contribution was limited.

If she attacks the Yaozu authentically, she will have the opportunity to experience the power of the authentic power.

By analogy, you can probably feel the power of humanity.

Not only Nuwa, but also many powerful people in the prehistoric period are also waiting.

The emergence of the tunnel undoubtedly broke the balance of the prehistoric.

Naturally, a reshuffle is needed.

And by then, maybe you can fish in troubled waters.

However, contrary to the expectations of all living beings, the Witch Clan did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Zhenyuanzi, Houtu, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches gathered together for a simple celebration.

Afterwards, Zhen Yuanzi quietly left.

Authentic birth is only a staged success.

Furthermore, the establishment of a tunnel is far from just taking an oath, and the follow-up arrangements must be followed up.

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches looked at the eldest nephew who had not yet appeared in full human form, and after a while of pleasantries, they returned to the Buzhoushan tribe.

Hou Tu stood in front of the meat tire.

Even though he was of his own blood, Hou Tu still felt a little uncomfortable looking at him.

On the contrary, it is a meat fetus.

He felt the familiar blood fluctuations in Houtu's body, and he took the initiative to come up to him.

With a round body, he rubbed and rubbed affectionately on Houtu's body.

"Ha ha!"

Such an intimate act instantly shortened the relationship between mother and son.

Although the womb is not yet fully developed, its spiritual intelligence is already extremely high.

The mother and son got close for a while, and the little guy suddenly felt a wave of mood swings, as if he had something to show Houtu.

In this regard, Houtu will not refuse.

hum!

The meat tire drives the authentic light wheel.

The power of the Xuanxuan tunnel permeates, opening a space portal in the void.

"Go in?"

Hou Tu held the meat fetus in his arms, and walked through the space portal according to the instructions.

This step in, she was momentarily stunned.

This is a space that is not inferior to Pangu Temple, it can be called an authentic space.

hum!

"You mean, you can let uncle and the others live in!"

"In it, no one can bully them!"

Listening to the emotions coming from the meat fetus, Hou Tu couldn't help but his eyes brightened.

Because of the independence of the tunnel, the tunnel space is completely controlled by the meat tire.

That is to say, the Wu Clan has another place to stand.

Moreover, the tunnel space is connected to the prehistoric world, and they can take care of the prehistoric world, which is perfect!

However, after looking at it, the tunnel space is still quite barren.

Houtu is not familiar with this kind of large-scale project of planning a new space, so he asked Zhen Yuanzi for help after a little thought.

Zhen Yuanzi was also overjoyed when he learned that the meat fetus had opened up the tunnel space.

He came across, and naturally knew that an authentic space would be developed in the future.

Just as he planned not to tell Houtu, he planned to let the mother and son ponder over these things slowly.

Secretly reminding that perfection is okay, but it must not encourage the growth of seedlings!

After all, he will have to control the tunnel space by himself in the future.

After weighing it for a moment, Zhen Yuanzi only gave a big plan and left it to himself to implement it.

After Houtu understood what Zhen Yuanzi meant, he virtuously agreed and did not rely too much on it.

So, after discussing with the Twelve Ancestral Witches in Houtu, they gathered a large number of clansmen.

Just when the prehistoric people thought they would attack the monster race, they went to the Nether Blood Sea and entered the tunnel space.

Such a result made the nervous Emperor Juntai heave a sigh of relief.

The next day...

33 Chongtian is closed and entry and exit are strictly prohibited.

Chapter 079 The first meeting of father and son

33 Chongtian.

Di Juntai frowned.

Thanks to them, they arranged ten small three-legged Golden Crows in advance.

Otherwise, at this moment, they might already be in a hurry!

"Brother, if the witches don't come today, they might come tomorrow!"

"It's not a problem for us to stay in the nest all the time."

Although Taiyi didn't want to mention it, but for the sake of the Yaozu, he had to say it.

Hearing this, Di Jun still frowned.

Now, who can they rely on?

Heaven?

Daoist Hongjun?