Nuwa's voice sounded faintly in the sky, as if she was whispering, looking towards Hou Tu with a smile.
In fact, Nuwa had guessed what Hou Tu was thinking from the moment she came to Zi Mansion.
On the surface, he told Donghua Wu Clan about participating in the war with good intentions, but in fact, he wanted to conquer the heart of Zifu.
No matter who wins after the war, Houtu will have many options.
The Wu Clan wins, and she can use this relationship to subdue everyone in the Zi Mansion.
Zifu won, and she was the one who eased the relationship between the two parties, using the favor of passing on the message to offset the impact of the Wu clan's participation in the war.
But she never expected that Donghua could be so cruel and ignore the ancestral witches who came to the East China Sea, and instead adopted the tactic of changing families.
This was the complete failure of one of her plans.
Yes, one of the plans!
Hou Tu's biggest plan is to use the aura of death permeating the battlefield to fill the Netherworld, strengthen her path of practice, and break through to the pinnacle of quasi-sage.
Because since the last lich battle, Nuwa personally went to the Netherworld, saw that magical world, and almost understood what kind of avenue it was.
Because her idea is actually similar to Hou Tu's, except that she wants to use this war to practice the Great Way of Creation and resurrect all living beings, so as to break through the limits and achieve the pinnacle of quasi-sage.
The evolution of the Avenue of Creation can only be achieved through this battle. Even if the evolution of other wars is successful, she has no confidence to survive the punishment of heaven.
Only by taking Zifu and Donghua into account, and adding her as a direct disciple, Daozu Hongjun might be able to get away with it. Otherwise, no matter who does something like this that goes against the order of heaven and earth, no matter who does it, the consequences will be inevitable. Punishment.
So, she succeeded!
Hou Tu looked at Nuwa with a gloomy face and said: "The Empress is really good at calculating. When it comes to calculations, there is absolutely no one in the ancient world who can compare with you. I admire you. I admire you."
At this moment, Houtu no longer called Nuwa sister, with a look of reluctance in his eyes.
Nuwa smiled and wanted to say something, but Fuxi grabbed her and shook her head.
He really didn't want his sister to say anything else. Since he had taken the biggest advantage, he should keep a low profile, otherwise he would be easily hated.
Didn't you see that the eyes of Donghua and Dijiang were about to burst into flames at this moment?
Yes, it was fire-breathing. She, Nuwa, succeeded, but Donghua was unhappy. What can I say, she was very aggrieved, angry, and unhappy.
At this point in the war, the Zi Mansion has suffered a lot of damage, and the demon clan has also suffered a lot of damage. Even though Nuwa has resurrected all of them.
However, their bodies are condensed by the power of creation, and their future achievements are also very limited. Whether they can break through to Da Luo is a question, unless there is a great opportunity.
But this favor is real. Donghua and Zifu owe Nuwa, and Zifu will need to repay it in the future.
How willing is this for him!
How happy this made him feel!
And what shocked him the most was that there was another person who died in this war. This person's death was also the one that Donghua didn't expect the most, that was Yaochi.
Her identity was too special, and her death was too oppressive. Not only was it difficult for Haotian to accept it, it was also difficult for Donghua to accept it. He didn't even know how to explain it to Daozu?
Even though the old man looked kind-hearted, he was also the most protective and stingy person. Even though he didn’t have any enemies in the wild, it was because all his enemies were dead. As for how he died, think about it carefully. Just understand.
After becoming a saint, let alone enemies, there is no one qualified to be someone’s opponent.
So the final result of this war was that the Zi Mansion, the Yao Clan, and the Wu Clan fought for a long time, and they worked together to make wedding clothes for these two people, and made the Zi Mansion and the Yao Clan owe them a huge favor.
From now on, in the wilderness, no one will be called a great virtue after seeing him, and Nuwa is compassionate.
Donghua slowly looked at Nuwa and Houtu, his eyes were complicated, and his heart was very unhappy. He had been planning for this war for so long, it could be said that it started when he came back from rebirth.
It can be said that among Yuan Hui's plans, only one of them took advantage of the situation. All his plans were used as a wedding dress for others, and in the end they were used by others to achieve great success!
At this moment, Donghua didn't feel grateful to them, only unhappy. He wanted to give them two swords.
Jealousy and anger spread throughout his body, occupying all his thoughts. There was only one thing left in his mind: kill. He wanted to kill everyone here, regardless of the lich.
And a voice also appeared in his mind: "Hate? Are you jealous? Are you unwilling? Then sink, accept my power, and let the devil rule the world. When the devil comes to the world, you will be the devil."
…
"Brother Dao, the battle is over, we don't need to take action anymore."
Zhen Yuanzi laughed and looked at the battlefield. He was quite satisfied with the situation. After all, there were casualties on several sides, but after careful calculation, they were still within the acceptable range.
As for how to deal with Di Jun and Tai Yi, we can sit down and discuss this. Anyway, there will only be one result. It is time for the demon clan to withdraw from the heaven, unless Nuwa wants to be the emperor of heaven.
At this moment, Hongyun was neither surprised nor happy, looking at the battlefield with solemn eyes, as if he was puzzled by something.
Zhen Yuanzi turned around and saw this situation, and asked in confusion: "Brother Taoist, do you still have questions?"
Hongyun nodded and said: "Logically speaking, when the war is over, Donghua's disaster is over, but now the Hongmeng Purple Qi is still attached to my soul and cannot be taken out. This means that Donghua's disaster is not over yet." .”
"But now that the war is indeed over, I can't understand it, and I can't understand what kind of disaster there is. Or is Donghua not the one chosen by Hongmeng Ziqi?"
When Hongyun said this, he shook his head and said: "No, no, Donghua is indeed that person, so his catastrophe is not over. There is still one last wave. Perhaps this is the most difficult wave of catastrophes. Let’s see if he can get through it!”
Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi was surprised and said: "There is another wave? How is this possible? Now that Dijun and Taiyi are dead, it is impossible for the Wu clan to take action again. I can't think of any other disasters."
Hongyun pondered for a long time, looked at the field, and said slowly: "Since the beginning of the world, disasters have been nothing but three disasters for heaven, earth, and people."
"The heavenly calamity was supposed to be with the demon clan, but now it has been broken; the earthly calamity was supposed to be with the wizard clan, but now it has also been broken, so only the human calamity is left!"
Zhen Yuanzi asked doubtfully: "Human calamity? Who should it be?"
"I don't know, I can't understand it either!"
Hongyun shook his head and his eyes stayed on the battlefield again.
…
In Kunlun Mountain, the Supreme Being looked at what was happening in the East China Sea with blurred eyes. The Tai Chi diagram, an innate treasure, appeared. A golden bridge penetrated the sky and the earth, and the two qi of yin and yang continued to evolve.
The chaotic secret became a little clearer, and the Supreme Leader immediately began to make calculations. However, as the calculation deepened, drops of sweat began to appear on his forehead.
Suddenly a powerful force attacked, the golden bridge broke instantly, and the Tai Chi diagram was knocked back in an instant.
The Supreme Being couldn't bear the backlash and spurted out a mouthful of real blood.
"Demon Ancestor Rahu!"
"How is this possible? Didn't the teacher say he couldn't take action?"
The Supreme Being looked like a madman, looking towards the battlefield above the East China Sea, and finally his eyes were fixed on Donghua.
It was as if he suddenly understood something.
But as soon as he thought of this, he thought of Yuan Shi who went to Zi Mansion, and Yuan Shi who practiced the devil's way.
"No, my second brother is in danger!"
After the Supreme Master finished speaking, he rolled up the Tai Chi Diagram and flew to the Purple Mansion in the East China Sea in an instant.
…
Above the sea of blood, Demon Ancestor Luo Hu looked at the scene above the East China Sea with a slight smile in his eyes.
"Donghua, Dijun, Taiyi, Yuanshi!"
"Hongjun, the world of demons will eventually come, and no one can stop it. This is the will of heaven, and the permission of the great road."
"The immortal is one foot high, the devil is one foot high!"
"Mastering the stick, but aiming for the yard!"
"The devil comes to the world!"
"Hahaha……"
Luo Hu's laughter spread throughout the sea of blood, shaking the sea of blood and frightening Styx to the point of being at a loss. He was really afraid of this madman.
Yes, it’s crazy!
Minghe saw with his own eyes everything Luo Hu did in the past few days, and every single thing made him so scared that he didn't dare to breathe.
He was afraid that this moody guy would rush in and cut him into pieces.
Others are worried about ruining the cause and effect of the Blood Sea, but this guy is definitely not afraid. This is a demon who dares to repeat the act of earth, fire, water, and wind. He doesn't know what else Luo Hu doesn't dare to do.
But the next moment, a figure appeared on the sea of blood, it was Daozu Hongjun.
"Fellow Taoist Luohu, you are fine!"
Luo Hu glanced at Hongjun and said nothing. He now hated Hongjun's presence.
Because he can't beat him!
However, Hongjun chuckled and said: "River Styx, I remember there is a spiritual root in the sea of blood. The fruit it produces is quite delicious. Bring it up and let Pindao and fellow Taoist Luohu taste it."
When Minghe saw Hongjun arriving, his hanging heart completely calmed down, and he immediately left the sea of blood.
"Meet the teacher and meet the Demon Ancestor!"
After Styx finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a transparent desk appeared above the sea of blood, filled with spiritual fruits and spiritual wine.
"Teacher, Demon Ancestor, these are the blood grapes that are abundant in my blood sea, as well as the grape spirit wine brewed by my disciples. Teacher and Demon Ancestor are invited to taste them."
After Ming He finished speaking, he stood behind Hongjun in a polite manner. He didn't look like the Lord of the Sea of Blood or the Taoist of Killing at all, just like a Taoist boy.
Hongjun ate a blood grape, drank a glass of wine, and said slowly: "Well, not bad, it still tastes the same as before. Fellow Taoist Luohu can also try it. I still remember the first time we came to the blood The sea?"
Luo Hu picked up a blood grape and ate it, drank another glass of wine, and then said, "Remember, wasn't it the black mosquito? We killed it together at the time. It was really very difficult to deal with."
Hongjun smiled and looked at the illusory screen, which was the East China Sea Zifu.
Seeing this, Luo Hu sneered and said: "You have not changed at all. You are as shameless as before. Although you follow the Tao with your body, you have no fairness and justice of the way of heaven and openly favor your disciples."
Hongjun laughed loudly, and then said: "It is the way of heaven that is fair and just, not me, Hongjun. The way of heaven is Hongjun, and Hongjun is not the way of heaven."
"Isn't this very clear? I am not a god, so why should I be fair and just?"
"Besides, one of them is a disciple of Pindao, and the other is the head of the male immortals personally appointed by Pindao. If I don't help them, then who can I help?"
Luo Hu snorted coldly: "Huh? The leader of male immortals? He will soon be the master of my demonic path!"
After hearing this, Hongjun smiled and said nothing, but just kept his eyes on the Zifu in the East China Sea!
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ps: Uh-huh, brothers, it’s really crazy. It’s almost the end of the year, you know.
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