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

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"Wu Xuan...Wu Xuan! In the name of Wu Xuan, there is a word 'Wu'. It must be inextricably related to the Wu family."

"Looking at his strength, he is also an extremely powerful... Could it be... the rumored Thirteen Ancestral Witches?!"

Bai Ze was shocked suddenly, thinking of Di Jiang's last words before he died.

"Looking at this momentum, it is so vast, it can overwhelm the power of the tunnel!"

"He... is so terrifying?!"

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"Witch clan creatures..." Lu Ya also frowned beside him.

Suddenly, he raised his head and said seriously: "I want to cooperate with this Wu Xuan!"

"What?" Bai Ze was startled, not knowing what it meant.

But I heard Lu Ya say: "This kind of creature is majestic, and its Taoism looks down on the world. It must not be reconciled to living under the saint! And the liches are all destroyed by the saint's scheme. We have a common enemy! Why don't the liches unite and rise again !!"

"This……"

Bai Ze came back to his senses, frowning a little.

"His Royal Highness, I think this matter needs to be discussed with Xi, Your Majesty, and Lord Chang Xi."

"No! I'm going to visit this... Wuxuan Taoist of the Wu Clan!"

But he didn't want to, but Lu Ya didn't listen to it.

"I am the prince of the monster clan. After my father and uncle go, I will be the master of the monster clan! How can I need my aunt and mother to make decisions for me later!"

"I am qualified to talk to this Wu Xuan!"

With that said, Lu Ya took a big step and walked directly towards the Pingxin Hall.

……

"With this Qianqiu reincarnation pen, life and death are not related to yin and yang. It can make up for the last shortcoming and condense the remnants of ancestors and witches."

In the Hall of Pingxin, Wei Xuan returned, raised his hand to beat, and smashed the two Ming treasures into the Ghost Emperor City.

After doing all this, Wei Xuan's projection is unreal again.

But in that gloomy small town, the eleven light spots were also shaken, slowly condensing into a human form!

"Master Di Jiang! And all the ancestor witches!!"

Looking at the familiar face, Jiufeng almost cheered with joy.

"Don't be too happy. Although their souls and bodies are condensed again, their origin still needs to be restored. They have to rest in this city." Wei Xuan laughed.

"This is already very good! Dijiang and the others will have a day to see the sun again!"

Jiufeng wept with joy, and he respected Wei Xuan more and more.

"Master Wei Xuan, you are really amazing! By the way, I will tell Lord Houtu the good news!"

……

"Big brothers, and sister Xuanming!"

Inside the Pingxin Hall, Houtu had already sensed the movements in the courtyard, and was quietly observing by the doors and windows.

Surprised and delighted in my heart, I can't wait to go out and meet each other immediately.

But just now we had a quarrel with Wei Xuan, and now we are definitely embarrassed to go out to meet him.

At this time, seeing Jiufeng running again, Houtu quickly withdrew his gaze, straightened his clothes, and put on a flat mood.

"Jiufeng, what's the matter?" She suppressed her mood and asked pretending not to care, but her trembling hands had already betrayed her.

"Hehe. Master Houtu, what a great event!" Jiufeng congratulated repeatedly: "Master Wei Xuan's methods are as powerful as the heavens, picking up the remnant souls of the ancestral witches, and condensing them again with magical powers! They will wake up in a few days!"

"Oh. Then this is indeed a commendable happy event."

Houtu was also very happy in his heart, but he forced himself to vibrate, and his face was calm, which made Jiufeng feel baffled.

However, Jiufeng has experienced many changes in the Wu clan, and his ability to observe words and expressions has already been honed to perfection.

After a little thought, I understood the reason why Houtu pretended to be calm.

Rolling his eyes, he sighed with a smile on his face: "Oh, Lord Houtu, you really are, why bother to fight with your brother? Although his words are tough, they are not unreasonable. And I feel that Lord Wei Xuan , I really care about you."

After saying this, Houtu blushed for no reason, and said angrily, "Who... who said he is my brother?"

Jiufeng sighed.

"Lord Houtu, Lord Wei Xuan is currently being besieged by the power of Hongmeng. But even so, he still has to use a projection to descend on the prehistoric and save the Wuzu. In fact, he really cares about the Wuzu. He also cares about you guys. Brother and sister."

After hearing the words, Houtu fell silent.

Jiufeng shook his head, knowing that Houtu still needs time to relax.

He said conveniently: "You have just condensed your Dao body, your source has not been restored, and you need to rest. I will go and see the condition of the spirit bodies of the ancestral witches. I will tell you later."

Jiufeng ran out, and Houtu sat quietly in the hall.

After a long time, I looked at the small courtyard outside the hall.

The statue in white was sitting cross-legged among them, standing Sencheng in mid-air with magical powers.

"Brother..." She murmured softly with a complicated expression.

But at this time.

Hou Tu suddenly saw that the light from the body of the sitting cross-legged white robe seemed to be taken away.

It turned out to be suddenly illusory.

Then, it turned into a spot of light and quietly dissipated...

"Brother Wei Xuan!"

Houtu quickly rushed out of the door and explored all directions.

But there was no trace of Wei Xuan, only worry and melancholy remained on his face.

……

While Wei Xuan's projection dissipated.

in chaos.

The starlight fluttered, and the gray fog was vast.

"The projection dissipated."

Wei Xuan's thoughts returned.

He understands that the traces of time will not be able to make multiple shots in the end.

finally dispersed.

"It's also the last step."

Wei Xuan sighed quietly.

Turn around.

It seems that the outline of the prehistoric can be seen.

But on the road ahead, there is a mighty coercion.

Countless Hongmeng conquest armies surrounded him with majestic auras, gazing intently at them.

The leader was an old man in a gray robe.

He has a vast aura, full of killing intent.

A pair of eyes are not cloudy, with infinite murderous intent.

The Hongmeng Conquest Envoy swallows the evil immortals.

Lead Zhu Qiang, stop on the road!

However, in the face of this terrifying obstacle.

Wei Xuan's eyes were indifferent.

"Evil Immortal, you alone can't stop me."

The coercion that spread all over the heavens had no effect on him.

After leaving Honghuang, he sang all the way, and he has already reached the peak.

I want to go home today.

Who can stop?

"Wu Xuan! You are too arrogant!" Immortal Tuntianxie regained his composure and shouted coldly: "No matter how strong you are, how can you stop Hongmeng's punishment?"

"Hongmeng..."

Wei Xuan sneered.

"In the future, I will definitely break into the primordial realm. Look at the great powers of the heavens, how high they are."

"But now, this seat is going to return to the prehistoric..."

"You either get out of the way. Or... die."

"Hmph! Wei Xuan! You think highly of yourself!"

The old man's expression turned cold, and he stood proudly, not retreating at all.

He is the conquering general of the Hongmeng Dawu Dynasty, the Heaven Swallowing Evil Immortal.

How can he be dismissed by a half-step Promise? !

"In this case, then I can only cut you under the Dao with my own hands."

Wei Xuan sighed again and again, knowing that it would be useless to talk too much.

"Let's see Zhenzhang under my hand."