Honghuang: The Witch Clan is destroyed, and I return from chaos

A group of saint disciples were too frightened to vent their breath, squatting on the spot trembling.

Especially Xuandu and Yuding, who talked the most and lived the most closely, shrank directly, not daring to show their heads.

Drenched and dripping with cold sweat.

"He, is he really just an ordinary saint?"

……

In the south of Honghuang, Nanming Volcano.

Colorful peacocks and golden-winged rocs are squatting at the foot of the mountain, fiddling with vines and grass boredly.

Feeling this force, they couldn't hold back.

"This breath is..."

They looked at each other, their eyes trembling uncontrollably.

There is even more overwhelming horror in my heart.

"It's him!"

"He is back?!"

The two felt very incredible.

at this time.

In Nanming Volcano, a cave suddenly opened.

A man with an imperial crown, whose body was filled with black mist, moved with excitement.

It turned into a ray of light and rushed towards the center of the wild land.

"Shall we go see it too?"

The golden-winged roc and the colorful peacock hesitated for a long time before asking each other.

……

"Master Wuxuan!! It is the breath of Lord Wuxuan!"

A very remote place in Honghuang.

Nether Sea of ​​Blood.

The hiding place of the demons.

A group of demon heads suddenly raised their heads, both surprised and delighted.

"is this real?"

"It's really the breath of Master Wu Xuan!"

"Go and meet him! By the way, ask about Master Luo Hu!"

……

In the prehistoric land, Wei Xuan withdrew his punch.

The sky turns and the clouds come again.

heavy rain.

Step down.

The raindrops are like stones one after another.

When it hit the living being, it was cold and stinging.

Everyone wakes up.

Looking at the white-clothed figure standing proudly in front of him, I felt a retreat in my heart.

Some creatures retreated quietly.

"Master Wei Xuan!! You are Master Wei Xuan!"

At this time, another surprise came with an unbelievable voice.

When Wei Xuan turned his gaze, he saw a beautiful woman with a hint of heroism between her brows, who was exclaiming loudly.

"You are... Jiufeng?" Wei Xuan thought for a while and said.

Jiufeng was suddenly pleasantly surprised, and his face burst into a smile.

She didn't expect it at all.

Master Wei Xuan actually knows her!

After thinking about it, he recalled the miserable situation of the Wu Clan.

It's like when an injured child sees his parents, his eyes turn red suddenly, and he has endless grievances that he wants to tell.

"It's me. Master Wei Xuan. I'm Jiufeng. The Wu Clan has already..."

Wei Xuan looked at Jiufeng crying with joy, watching her let go of her strength, her eyes were red.

I also know that the Wu Clan is having a hard time.

I also know that it is not easy for her.

He raised his hand and touched Jiufeng's head.

"Okay. I'm back."

Wei Xuan sighed in his heart, and glanced coldly at this prehistoric world.

I am back.

Chapter 66 Entering the Underworld

"Wei Xuan is finally back?"

In the witch world, Xingzheng lay on the ground bored thinking about life.

Suddenly, I sensed a strong aura, transmitted through the witch world.

The whole person was startled and sat up with a bang.

Arouse the green grass all over the place, and fly into the sky.

"Go and see?" Qiankun's voice came from the ring.

When Xing heard this, she turned her eyes and thought about it.

Lie still.

"No. It's just a projection."

"I see you seem quite happy."

"Hehe, is there?" Xing sneered.

……

"First of all... regain control of the underworld."

Wei Xuan glanced around the prehistoric land, full of thoughts in his mind.

Although it absorbs the source of the seven emotions and adds a little source of projection, it can make the thoughts come for a long time.

However, Hongjun had noticed it, and sent down the power of heaven to check and balance.

Wei Xuan's body is not there, but there is no way to continue to break the momentum with strength.

Then use strategy to lay out the overall situation of flood and famine.

In the underworld, within the tunnel.

There is also an ancestor witch.

It is the back soil.

Wield authentic authority.

But now, Houtu consciousness is dissipating.

So much so that it was completely usurped by Xuanmen and Buddhism.

Wei Xuan's layout is the first step to gather the prehistoric background and suppress the power of the saint.

It is to take the underworld into his hands again.

This is going to sweep the underworld and clean up the hidden sons of the saints.

Then pull out the back soil and regain control of the luck of the witch clan.

In Honghuang, the witch religion was established again, and the three envoys of the witch religion were recalled.

But then it got down to earth.

Even a saint is helpless.

Forcibly displaying it will cause unnecessary trouble.

"If the main body returns, there is no need to be so troublesome."

Wei Xuan shook his head.

This is just a projection, not like the main body, when encountering enemies and obstacles, just slap it down with one palm.

There are many restrictions.

However, Wei Xuan strategized and mastered many wonderful techniques of heaven and earth.

Although authentic things are extremely complicated.

But there are also backup means that can be used.

On the side, Jiufeng wiped away her tears and regained her aloofness.

But when he looked at Wei Xuan, he still had respect, love and kindness.

"Master Wei Xuan. We now..."

Her tone was gentle, and she was completely different from the disciples of various religions just now.

A group of creatures lost their eyeballs in shock.

"Go to the underworld."

Wei Xuan didn't realize it.

As soon as he said a word, he moved his footsteps, and with Jiufeng, he turned into a light and left the prehistoric land.

"This……"

Stay where you are, a group of powerful people, you look at me, I look at you, the law of mood is incomparable.

Shock, puzzlement, surprise, and the fear of the unknown.

"Wei Xuan is going to save Houtu?"

The creatures were astonished.

After the soil is combined with the tunnel, it is a part of the tunnel.

Even the saint is helpless.

What means does he have to change his life against the sky?

All living beings want to see it.

What means does this famous Thirteen Ancestral Witches, the great power of the Witch Cult, and the Master Wuxuan have to break the shackles of the tunnel?

Is it a false name, or is it a real name.

"A ray of projection is not in person, can he help Houtu?"

"Go! Just look and see!"

"Follow!"

Styx and Kunpeng moved first.