"Although that is the case, I think this matter must be investigated." Zhunti shook his head.

"If you don't become a saint, you will end up as an ant. The witch clan has declined, and the dust has settled! Who can turn the tide?" Yuan Shi said indifferently.

"Okay, no matter what, the calamity is eliminated, and the general situation is set. Whoever of you is interested in the thirteen ancestor witches, after mending the sky, go explore by yourself." Lao Tzu pointed to the sky.

But seeing the five colors of light shining in the sky, Nu Wa is holding a big tripod, going back and forth.

Only then did the saints restrain their minds and observe the event of mending the sky.

……

Chapter 2 Dangerous

time flies.

In a blink of an eye, ten yuan will pass.

After that calamity, the creatures of the witch clan seemed to have become the old demon clan, and everyone shouted and beat them.

They dare not appear in front of the living beings, but only dare to hide under Buzhou Mountain, lingering on their last days.

Some creatures said that the Wu Clan still has No. 13 ancestor witches, so even though they roared loudly, they did not dare to go out and target the Wu Clan.

But some creatures think that the so-called Thirteen Ancestral Witches are just smoke bombs released by Di Jiang before his death.

"Di Jiang is extremely insidious. He deliberately fabricated the so-called Thirteen Ancestral Witches in order to preserve the Witch Clan!"

"Hmph! Even with the Thirteen Ancestral Witches, he didn't even dare to participate in the calamity. He is just a covetous person who fears death!"

The creatures were discussing, and there were more actions, preparing to arrest the Wu clan, trying to push the Wu clan to a desperate situation, to see if there were any thirteen ancestor witches.

therefore.

The life of the Wu people is very bad.

After several times of chasing and fleeing, the Wu clan was also a little angry.

The rest of the great witches gathered together for a discussion.

Then the great Wu Jiufeng took action, preparing to go to the six realms of reincarnation, asking for help from the sages of Houtu, and warning all living beings in the wild.

Secondly, it is to find the thirteen ancestor witches and lead the witch clan back to the peak!

"It just so happens that these two things can be done in the underworld. Ask Lord Houtu to see if she has any news about Lord Thirteen Ancestral Witch!"

A woman stood at the gate of the tribe with determination in her eyes.

"Everyone, the tribe will be handed over to you, and I will go back as soon as I go!"

"Jiufeng, you have to be careful. A few days ago, the clansmen went out to hunt, but they never returned." The great witch Xingtian reminded him.

"I know."

"If I hadn't suffered a serious injury to my origin and wanted to protect my clansmen, I would have gone to the six realms of reincarnation with you. You have to be careful and don't reveal your whereabouts!" Xing Tian seriously reminded, hesitating for a moment, and then said: "As for the Thirteen Patriarch Witch My lord... I only heard Master Di Jiang mention it before he died, but I haven't seen it... If, as the creature said, this is just a smoke bomb released by Master Di Jiang..."

"Don't worry, if I know the truth, I will definitely return to the tribe as soon as possible, and I won't stay in the wild."

Jiufeng nodded and strode forward.

Walking to the winding mountain road, looking back at the darkness, there is only a little bit of fluorescent light left, wishing to hide it all in the darkness, like a rat-like witch tribe.

He sighed heavily: "When was my Wu Clan brilliant?"

……

On Buzhou Mountain, it was pitch black.

Since the fall of the Golden Crow, the sun star's movement has lost its specific rules.

Black and white are chaotic, day and night are reversed.

Coupled with the thick and heavy rules of Buzhou Mountain, even Jiufeng had to move forward slowly in the dark.

Crossing a large dark river, bypassing a vast mountain road, and walking through countless hills.

Jiufeng is finally going to cross Buzhou Mountain and enter the prehistoric land.

"If you leave Buzhou Mountain, you will be able to travel with supernatural powers."

Jiufeng sorted out her mood.

Silent night.

Her strength faded away, and there was a little bit of bewilderment on her face.

Recall Xing Tian's warning before leaving.

She also doubted whether the Thirteen Ancestral Witches existed.

If he is here.

Why didn't the Measuring Tribulation War show up?

otherwise.

With his blessing, the witch clan will surely be able to break through the shackles of fate, and become the supreme overlord!

But now.

The thirteen ancestor witches are the hope of Jiufeng and even the entire witch clan.

Regardless of whether he exists or not, we must work hard to prove it.

While thinking, Jiufeng walked out of Buzhou Mountain.

The weight of the surrounding rules was suddenly loosened, and she was ready to fly into the sky.

"Jiufeng, where are you going?"

suddenly.

Just then.

Amidst the sound of footsteps, a dark voice came from the intersection ahead.

Before the voice fell, an old man walked out with heavy steps.

The old man was dressed in black, with cloth shoes on his feet, his whole body was gloomy, and his eyes contained extremely evil emotions.

"Monster general, Taotie?!" Jiufeng was startled.

The demon clan was destroyed, and the demon generals of the past were also very miserable.

Rumor has it that the demon sage Baize led the rest of the demon tribe to lurk in Shiwan Dashan.

Never thought that there is still a demon general lurking in Buzhou Mountain!

The two sides were originally great enemies, and when they met at this moment, they must fight to the death.

But Jiufeng had important matters to attend to, and he didn't want to stay, so he turned around and passed by.

I never thought that Taotie would not give up.

"I asked, where are you going?"

Filled with malicious whispers and dangerous eyes, Taotie stopped in front of Jiufeng again.

A terrifying aura came over, and Taotie's realm was actually one step higher than Jiufeng's.

Despite the confusion in his heart, Jiufeng's expression was very calm.

His eyes turned cold, he turned his head to stare at Taotie and said, "I'm going to the six realms of reincarnation. I want to visit Lord Houtu...and that lord. Taotie, what do you mean by stopping me?"

That adult?

Thirteen ancestor witches?

Taotie looked a little surprised and hesitated at the same spot.

After a while, he rolled his eyes, moved away, and said with a sly smile: "Calling fellow daoist, just to remind fellow daoist, now that everyone in the Lich clan is shouting for beating, you should not easily enter the wilderness. However, since you want to matter, then let’s go and go back..."

Jiufeng snorted coldly, then brushed past him.

at this time.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Jiufeng. There are few human beings in this mountain, and I suffer from hunger all day long... If..."

Taotie's eyes flickered, and an evil expression appeared on his face: "If any of your witch clan dies, don't waste your Dao Body, you will be rewarded if you give it to me..."

Hearing this, Jiufeng paused, then moved on.

Walked for a long time.

She stopped, and the anger in her heart dissipated.

"Gaotie, just wait. The future will surely take your breath away."

Shuttle through the prehistoric central area, and came to the southern edge, above the underworld.

With a movement of his body, Jiufeng turned into a light and shadow, and entered the six realms of reincarnation.

A gloomy ghost town stands ahead.

Underworld Underworld!

After the development of many yuanhuis, the underworld has initially taken shape.

But after walking for a while, Jiufeng noticed it with some surprise.

In the dark places around, it seems that one pair after another is hidden, watching him.

After carefully comprehending one or two things, Jiufeng's body tightened.

"Is it a disciple of Buddhism or Xuanmen?"

"Why did they lurk into the six reincarnations?"

"Could it be that the six realms of reincarnation were also captured by saints?!"

These eyes are full of hostility.

And full of strong malice.

Watching Jiufeng, staring at him.

Panicked in his heart, Jiufeng hurried forward, to the depths of the tunnel.

Soon, they came under a huge light wheel and shuttled past.

The feeling of being watched disappeared.

……

"Jiufeng is going to the Six Paths of Reincarnation, report it quickly!"

"Huh! The deputy leader of the lamp has already guessed that this witch clan is not dead. If it wasn't for catching the so-called thirteen ancestor witches behind him, he would have pushed the witch clan horizontally."

"I am a Buddhist, and I am also very interested in the Thirteen Patriarchal Witches."

"Actually, I feel that the thirteen ancestral witches are valued too much by the great powers of all parties. The ancestral witches only have one houtu. And the houtu is already trapped in the six realms of reincarnation. There is nothing to worry about."

In the darkness, chatter rang out.

Soon, it fell again.

The underworld has returned to the constant dead silence since ancient times.

……

Chapter 3 Houtu's Expectations

Reincarnation.

"Jiufeng, come to pay homage to Lord Houtu!"

Jiufeng tidied up his mood and bowed respectfully under the Six Paths of Samsara.

The surroundings were quiet, and the mist was intertwined and tumbling.

The dead silence lasted for an unknown amount of time, at least Jiufeng felt a little stiff in his bowed posture.

at last……

"What's the matter?"

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