Douluo: I am the outer demon

Chapter 355: The Great Desolation does not need unification, and Heaven does not need a hegemon

The other five saints also had different expressions.

Hou Tu’s promotion has not yet ended. What she has gained from shaping the reincarnation of chaos is more than just a saint.

The merits obtained have reached 40% of the merits of the creation of the world in the ancient times, and Hou Tu alone has obtained nearly 30% of the merits of the creation of the world.

Therefore, just after entering the realm of Hunyuan, Hou Tu's cultivation instantly surpassed all the saints in the prehistoric times, approached Hongjun and Nuwa, and finally stopped at the threshold of the Tiandao realm.

After all, her understanding of the cycle of reincarnation was not deep enough, and she could not directly enter this realm just by relying on a large amount of merit.

But as long as one controls the cycle of reincarnation for a period of time, then the realm of heaven will be a natural outcome.

Nuwa shouted coldly, blocking all those probing thoughts.

"Hou Tu, congratulations!" Shang An stepped forward and congratulated.

Hou Tu's lips moved, and finally she said, "Thank you... Dad."

The word "Dad" made Shang An feel refreshed, and he couldn't help but walk forward and touch Hou Tu's hair.

At this time, Nuwa frowned and said, "The younger generation of the Wu clan are here."

Unlike other races, the witch clan has a weak soul. Although they have the perception ability that can replace the soul to a certain extent, it is simply embarrassing for them to use their perception to explore what is happening in the sea of ​​blood.

So the eleven ancient witches came in person.

"Is it my brothers? Let them come over." Hou Tu said so, and Nuwa did not stop them.

Eleven figures soon arrived in the sea of ​​blood.

"Hou Tu sister!"

"Sister Houtu!"

Ten giants and a girl came together. Those giants were the true forms of the Ancestral Witches. The Ancestral Witches often felt that it was more domineering to show their true forms. If they became like those little idiots of the human race, they would look weak and fragile.

The only girl is the other female ancestor witch besides Hou Tu - Xuan Ming.

He is also the only one whose true form has not been revealed.

Perhaps influenced by Hou Tu, she also cultivated her primordial spirit, but her primordial spirit realm was not as good as Hou Tu's.

"Dear brothers, Sister Xuanming."

Hou Tu greeted them one by one.

"Sister Hou Tu, you have become a saint. Come with us back to the Wu clan quickly. Together we will raise an army to destroy the unjust demon clan and avenge the Wu clan members who have died in these years." Zhu Rong, who had the hottest temper, spoke first.

The other ancestor witches also showed expressions of approval, only Di Jiang felt that there was something wrong with Hou Tu's expression.

Hou Tu shook her head and said, "My brothers, the reincarnation cycle has just been established. I still need to stay in the underworld and set up the underworld. I can't leave for the time being."

"Besides, I am no longer fit to participate in the war between liches."

A drop of the Ancestral Witch's blood, which exuded a rich earth essence, appeared in her hand and floated in front of the eleven Ancestral Witches. "Brothers, please select another great witch and integrate her blood essence into him."

"Sister Hou Tu, you..." Gonggong looked at Hou Tu in great confusion.

Zhu Rong seemed even more anxious, "Sister Hou Tu, this is a great opportunity to destroy the demon race!"

Hou Tu sighed. Looking at these brothers was like looking at the three tribes from the past, who were unaware of the impending disaster!
"Once reincarnation comes, Hou Tu will no longer be a witch."

"I will no longer be involved in the affairs of the Wu Clan, but if there are any changes to the Wu Clan in the future, you can come to me for protection."

She has deep feelings for the Wu Clan, but from her current perspective, the Wu Clan is already caught in a deep calamity, and the calamity is very serious.

Whether it is to forcibly stop the witch clan, or to destroy the demon clan and let the witch clan unify the world, this is not something she can do.

The quantitative catastrophe is the self-operating mechanism of the prehistoric world, but it was the witch clan themselves that caused them to become the protagonists of the quantitative catastrophe.

Excessive killing, the slaughter of hundreds of tribes in the prehistoric world, and the destruction of the prehistoric continent have accumulated countless karmas. Even the three tribes at the beginning were not as bloodthirsty as the Witch Tribe. It's just that now with the suppression of the Witch Tribe's luck, these karmas have not erupted for the time being.

Such a witch clan has become a cancer of the prehistoric continent. If the calamity energy is not dissipated, it will instead endanger the prehistoric continent.

If nothing else, Nuwa would stop her. How could she choose between the witch clan and "mother"?

The other Ancestral Witches wanted to persuade her again, but Di Jiang saw Hou Tu's determination and stopped them. He took the drop of Ancestral Witch blood, looked directly into Hou Tu's eyes, and said sincerely:
"Sister Hou Tu, since you have your own ideas, then forget about going back to the Wu Clan. But the Wu Clan is your home after all. You can come back often whenever you miss home."

"Perhaps...the Wu Clan will really need to seek your protection one day in the future."

As the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, although Dijiang could not see things as clearly as Houtu, he also had a vague sense of it, but he was unable to make any changes.

The witch clan is now like a high-speed train, which can only rush forward and cannot turn around.

Nuwa glanced at the departing witches and said nothing.

She has the ability to help the witch clan. Not to mention resolving the catastrophe, but she can easily protect most of the witch clan.

But what does the Wu clan have to do with her? Apart from Hou Tu, there are few people in the Wu clan that she likes.

Moreover, the Wu clan does not respect the heaven, the earth, or the Taoist ancestors, but only worships Pangu.

To put it bluntly, they are a group of unruly mobs.

If this group of mobs were allowed to rule the prehistoric world, not only would it not bring any help to the prehistoric world, it would also accelerate its decline.

Such a group of mobs only formed for Hou Tu's sake, otherwise she would have taken the initiative to accelerate the development of this catastrophe.

And even if the Wu clan does not die now.

When she gets rid of Hongjun in the future and takes control of the way of heaven in the ancient times, there will be no room for this group of mobs.

At most, for the sake of Hou Tu, they would leave behind some of the bloodline of the Wu clan and withdraw from the stage of hegemony in the prehistoric world.

Of course, the same is true for the demon clan. Under the leadership of Emperor Jun, the demon clan occupied the Heavenly Palace. Now the demon clan claims to be the punishment agent of heaven and in charge of the prehistoric world. Emperor Jun is even more ambitious and wants to become the sole emperor in the prehistoric world.

If the demon clan really defeated the witch clan and the saints did not intervene, with Di Jun's ability, he might really be able to achieve this.

By then, Di Jun could even become a saint with his great luck.

But unfortunately, what she needs is not an emperor who can unify the world and dominate the world, but a balanced and stable world.

A good prehistoric world is one that can be well controlled.

Therefore, the prehistoric world does not need to be unified.

Heaven doesn't need an overlord either.

As for the protagonist of Honghuang, the human race is pretty good.

Well, should we kill Hongjun before the catastrophe breaks out?

Nuwa thought as she looked at Shang An beside her.

She couldn't understand her brother's strength now. With his help, it wouldn't be a big problem to deal with Hongjun.

It can only be said that the Taoist ancestors and Taoist masters in the prehistoric world are all of the same kind. Although they are harmonious on the surface, they are secretly thinking about killing each other and monopolizing the prehistoric world.

Suddenly, Nuwa's expression changed, and anger appeared in her eyes.

"Zhunti, how dare you!"

Nuwa's figure disappeared in the sea of ​​blood. "Teacher, what happened?" Hou Tu asked worriedly.

She had never seen the teacher look so angry.

"It's just a small matter, just a few clowns, it will be dealt with quickly."

Shang An explained, but his mind was always paying attention to Nuwa.

I'm afraid someone can't wait to take action!
"Do you need my help?"

Holding the Book of Life and Death and the Pen of Reincarnation in her hands, Hou Tu was ready for battle.

Although she and Dijiang and the others had said before that they could not leave the underworld for the time being, that was just an excuse. She had already completely taken control of the underworld and the six realms of reincarnation, so there were no so many restrictions.

With her strength close to the Heavenly Dao realm, and the support of two innate treasures, she would not be afraid even if she faced the Three Pure Ones alone.

"No need, just focus on establishing order in the underworld, Xiao Wa and I will take care of it."

Shang An shook his head. If Hongjun didn’t have any backup plan, he might not be able to defeat Xiaowa alone.

In the virtual sea, Xiao Wa followed him and took advantage of a lot of the world, and her strength is now much higher than before.

……

Mangshan Mountain is adjacent to Luoshui River.
It is only a few hundred thousand feet high, just a small mountain in the ancient world.

In terms of spiritual energy, it is not as good as those blessed places and caves, and there is no great person who has opened a Taoist temple here. It is quite remote.

Wangshu traveled through the ancient world and unknowingly came here.

"Hey, what is that?"

She saw a golden light flashing on the Mang Mountain, but it was not clear, as if it was a coincidence.

She didn't think much about it and went to the top of Mount Mang. With her cultivation at the peak of Quasi-Saint, there were few people in the prehistoric world who could hurt her.

On top of Mangshan Mountain,

I don't know when a new Taoist temple appeared, and the source of the golden light was a majestic and solemn golden figure in the temple.

This figure looks a bit like the golden body of Buddha in Western religions.

Wangshu became a little alert. How could someone open a Taoist temple in Mangshan and specifically attract her to come? There must be something fishy about this.

She turned around and wanted to retreat, but saw that the golden light had already enveloped the temple.

"Fellow Daoist Wangshu, you and my Western Religion are destined to be together!"

The golden light on the figure faded, and the Buddha's appearance disappeared, revealing an old face full of compassion.

“Zhunti!” Wangshu was startled. How could it be Zhunti? Then he quickly calmed down and said, “Zhunti, what do you want to do?”

There was no respect for the saint in her words, and it was obvious that Zhunti had bad intentions.

On the other hand, she is half a generation older than Zhunti, and had already transformed before the three tribes were established. She is of the same generation as the Ancestral Dragon, Ancestral Phoenix, and Ancestral Qilin, and Nuwa is standing behind her.

"Haha, fellow Daoist Wangshu was attracted by the Buddha's light and entered the temple. You really have a connection with my Western religion. Why don't you follow me into the West and share the bliss together?"

Zhunti’s smile remained unchanged, and his words were full of temptation, with a hint of the power of salvation.

"What a shameless Zhunti! Aren't you afraid that my teacher Nuwa will destroy your Western religious lineage?" Wangshu was furious. He thought that his hesitation with the Western religion was just a trap to lure him. He was really shameless.

"It seems that Daoist Wangshu still doesn't understand the true meaning of my Buddhism. I can only invite Daoist Wangshu to stay in my Western Paradise for a while. I believe that Daoist Wangshu will understand my painstaking efforts by then."

Cundi manifested a holy image of Bodhi with eighteen hands and twenty-four heads, holding garlands, umbrellas, flower pots, fish intestines, blessed divine pestle, precious files, golden bells, golden bows, silver halberds, banners and other items. The blessed divine pestle in her hand, carrying infinite Buddha power, attacked first.

This treasure is a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure. It can knock down anyone or any god.

"Hmph!" Wangshu was not afraid. He released a small green flag in his hand. Suddenly, white mist and golden light hung in the air, forming a barrier that blocked Zhunti's attack.

"The Eastern Blue Treasure Lotus Flag, the Wahuang Daozun actually gave this magic weapon to you as well."

Zhunti's attack was blocked, and he looked at the small green flag with envy.

This flag is one of the five innate flags. It is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, good at defense and trapping people. The five flags combined are comparable to an innate treasure.

He is a saint, but the magic weapon Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree that he refined using the original Bodhi tree can only reach this level.

The Bodhi tree is a top-grade innate spiritual root, containing innate energy, so after being refined into a magic weapon it directly becomes an innate treasure. However, there are only a few such magic weapons in the entire West, and his West is poor!

Unlike the Three Pure Ones, their disciples all have a lot of spiritual treasures.

But everything will be different after today.

The Taoist Queen Nuwa is about to be destroyed, and he is determined to obtain the blue treasure lotus flag.

The eighteen hands held different magical treasures, which all attacked Wangshu together. Each magical treasure contained a kind of Buddhist path and evolved into a vast world of Buddhist Dharma.

This time it was like the pressure from the eighteen great realms. Even the barrier of the blue treasure lotus flag could not withstand it and shattered.

“Fellow Daoist Wangshu, give up resistance. I can confer upon you the name of Wangshu Buddha who experienced past calamities. Follow me to the West and share my wonderful Western Dharma. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?” While attacking, Zhunti did not forget to practice the way of salvation. There was an all-pervasive bewitching intent in his voice.

The Buddha of the Past was one of the Three Buddhas of the Western Religion that he envisioned, and would be the one who would lead the Western Religion in the future. If Wangshu devoted himself to the West, he would certainly be willing to give up this Buddha position.

However, Wangshu is at the peak of quasi-saint level after all. How could she be converted so easily? As a disciple of the Taoist Nuwa, how could she be worthy of a mere Buddha of the Western religion?

Zhunti planned to capture Wangshu first, and then slowly convert him after returning to the West.

"Zhunti, stop having these delusions!"

Wangshu took out a blood-red spear, and boundless fierce power instantly spread throughout the entire dojo. The golden light covering the dojo began to become unstable. She stabbed out with the spear, and it was like the arrival of killing. Endless murderous aura condensed in the spear body, which made Zhunti stagger, and one of his arms turned directly into nothingness.

"It's actually the God-killing Spear. What a treasure! What a treasure!" Zhunti was not angry but happy. His Dharma body had eighteen hands. So what if one was missing? It's not like he couldn't grow more.

The key is this God-killing Gun!

The innate killing treasure, the number one spiritual treasure for killing in the prehistoric world. If he could get this gun, he would no longer have to fear the Three Purities in fighting.

I thought being assigned as bait was a tough job, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a great job!

You should know that it was already said when the task was arranged before that all the magic weapons on Wangshu belonged to his Western Religion. Now that he wants to take the God-killing Spear, the Three Purities can't say anything.

Anyway, being a bait will only get you a beating at most, but the saints in the ancient times are immortal.

Even though Wangshu was holding the God-killing Spear, he was still no match for Zhunti.

The gap between a saint and a quasi-saint is too huge. Even with the God-killing Spear in her hand, it can only allow her to fight Zhunti for a few more moves.

This is due to her own high level of Taoism. Ordinary quasi-saints have no power to resist in the hands of a saint.

She secretly groaned in her heart. As one of the oldest goddesses in the prehistoric world, she was naturally smart. The only reason Hou Tu became the eldest senior sister was because she became her disciple before her.

This Zhunti dared to risk the wrath of his teacher Nuwa and forcibly capture her. He definitely had the confidence. The saint is not a fool.

The only person who could give him this confidence was Hongjun, the Taoist Patriarch who was known as his teacher.

I'm afraid... this is a setup against the teacher!
"Zhunti, how dare you!"

(End of this chapter)