Honghuang: I am Qitian and I want to fight for the throne

Chapter 134: The Witch-Slaying Sword Appears and Hou Yi Returns
Meng Po felt warm in her heart when she was recognized by Dijiang and other ancestor witches.

It took a while to calm down.

"Brothers and sisters!"

"I have transformed into a reincarnation. From now on, I will not be able to leave the Netherworld. I cannot help you in the war between wizards and liches. You must be careful."

"Do not worry!"

Gonggong said in a muffled voice:
"Sister, you have left behind the essence of the Ancestral Witch. As long as Houyi or Xingtian absorbs it, they will definitely become Ancestral Witches. Then the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons formation can be formed, and destroying the demon race will be a piece of cake."

"Yeah, don't worry about it!"

Seeing that the ancient witches were so confident, Meng Po opened her mouth but said nothing in the end.

Although when she reincarnated, she sensed that the witch clan might not have a good ending.

but,
Now there is the underworld that she and Pingxin founded.

No matter what the outcome of the war between wizards and liches is, the wizard clan can be kept alive.

"Sister, since you are okay, we are relieved. The war is imminent, so we will go back first. After we destroy the demon tribe, we will reunite as brothers and sisters."

"Well, big brother, if the war is really hopeless, you can retreat back to the underworld."

Meng Po finally gave some worried reminder.

"Don't worry, we will definitely destroy the demon clan. The witch clan will be the overlord of this world."

Di Jiang's eyes were filled with confidence and his whole body was full of domineering aura.

After saying this, he said goodbye to Meng Po and flew towards the Ghost Gate with the other ancestor witches.

The barrier between the underworld and the wilderness is too strong.

Di Jun tried it just now, but even with his spatial magical powers he couldn't tear it open.

So he could only return to the wilderness from the gates of hell.

……

prehistoric world,

The thirty-third heaven of heaven.

The Lingxiao Palace, which should have been majestic and dignified, was now filled with a ghostly aura and howling winds.

A tall tripod stood in the center of the hall.

Beside the cauldron, Fuxi was continuously sacrificing waves of human souls into the cauldron.

Then he was swallowed by a huge, ink-black sword inside.

As a large number of human souls were devoured, the giant sword exuded an extremely strong bloody resentment.

Until all the souls of hundreds of billions of human beings were sacrificed and refined into the giant sword.

"Shh!"

A surge of evil energy broke through the Lingxiao Palace and shot into the endless void.

At the same time, a suffocating feeling of oppression spread.

The wind howled.

The resentment, evil spirit, and negative energy emanating from the sword made everyone present feel a chill that penetrated deep into their bones.

But Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi and Fuxi showed excitement and joy.

The witch-killing sword is ready!
"Boom~"

At this moment, the thirty-third heaven was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and a huge calamity cloud obscured the sky.

Accompanied by deafening thunder.

Purple thunder dragons condensed within the calamity cloud and kept swimming.

The terrifying oppression made the air seem to solidify.

"This is a thunder tribulation!"

Di Jun's face changed, and Donghuang Taiyi even summoned the Chaos Bell, ready to disperse the thunder disaster.

This witch-killing sword must not be destroyed.

"Wait!"

At this time, Fuxi hurriedly stopped Donghuang Taiyi and said with a serious expression:

“When a strange treasure appears in the world, it must personally survive the thunder tribulation to be powerful. Otherwise, it is just a sharp sword and cannot cause any harm to the body of the ancestor witch.”

Donghuang Taiyi was stunned for a moment, then stopped what he was doing.

He looked nervously at the Tuwu Sword that had already floated into the air under the calamity cloud.

This is a divine weapon that is related to killing the Ancestral Witch, it must not be lost!

"Buzz~"

At this moment, the sword of Tuwu Sword was constantly shaking.

Di Jun could feel that the sword seemed to have its own spirit, and its trembling was not due to fear, but excitement.

"Boom~"

suddenly,

A thunder dragon roared out from the calamity cloud and slashed down fiercely at the Tuwu Sword below.

A huge thunder roared through the heaven and earth.

As the thunder struck, the Tuwu Sword seemed to be stimulated.

A terrifying sword intent suddenly burst out from the sword.

At the same time, it was accompanied by a strong aura of evil and hostility, and resentment soared to the sky, as if there were signs that the clouds in the sky would be pierced.

"Whoosh!"

The Tuwu Sword moved and shot towards the Thunder Dragon directly and aggressively.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the Witch-Slaying Sword was not damaged at all, but the dragon-shaped thunderbolt exploded directly and turned into electric arcs all over the sky.

Then it was swallowed by the sword body and tempered the sword body.

At the same time, a mysterious and profound change occurred on the sword!

"it is good!"

Seeing that the Tuwu Sword could actually shatter the thunder directly, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Fuxi and others immediately smiled.

But Jieyun seemed to be enraged.

Next,
Thunder dragon clouds kept falling, as if trying to destroy the Tuwu Sword.

however,
The Tuwu Sword seemed to be fearless at all. Powerful sword intent rushed out from the sword, countering every strike of thunder.

"Boom~"

The roar of the thunder dragon, the whistling of the sword, and the explosion of thunder made the entire thirty-three heavens tremble.

finally,
After a deafening thunder, the calamity clouds dissipated, and the Tuwu Sword stood majestically in the air. Its original black color turned into golden color, like the king of swords.

The thunderstorm has passed!
The Witch-Slaying Sword is officially released!
"Shh!"

Di Jun's eyes lit up, and he appeared next to the Tuwu Sword in a flash. He grabbed it and gently stroked the sword.

Feel the unparalleled sharpness and powerful power of the sword.

Di Jun's eyes could not help but reveal an extremely strong hatred and cruelty:
"Hou Yi, kill my nine sons. I will slaughter your entire Wu clan to comfort my son's soul in heaven."

At this moment, Di Jun had no idea how crazy his face looked.

He has been blinded by hatred.

Even within the soul, calamity began to grow.

In fact, it’s not just Di Jun.

The demons nearby, such as Donghuang Taiyi Fuxi and all the demons in the Demon Court, had the calamity energy entering their bodies.

If Qi Tian were here, he would find that all the monsters were enveloped in an endless invisible karma.

This is the huge karma generated by the demons slaughtering hundreds of billions of human beings.

Not only the demon race itself,

Above the Heavenly Palace, a huge, terrifying, and gloomy karma has enveloped the entire Heavenly Palace's destiny.

The fortune of the Demon Court is being eroded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But the people in the Demon Court could not see this scene at all.

Their eyes and minds have been blinded by robbery and business.

At this moment, there is only boundless hatred for revenge and endless desire to become the overlord of the world.

……

witch,

Hou Tu tribe, night,
The moon hangs high in the sky.

Strands of starlight continued to fall, covering the ancient world with a layer of silver light.

"Shh!"

Suddenly, a burly figure strode towards the Hou Tu tribe from a distance.

Every step taken was millions of feet, as if shrinking the earth into an inch.

Soon they arrived at the Hou Tu tribe.

Looking at the peaceful tribe, Houyi's eyes were filled with joy and longing.

Ever since he shot and killed nine little golden crows last time, he was summoned by the ancient witches to guard the Pangu Temple.

It has been hundreds of years.

He missed his wife Chang'e at home very much.

But the ancient witches had not allowed him to return home, fearing that the demon Emperor Jun or Donghuang Taiyi would suddenly attack him.

This time, Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, was resurrected after reincarnation and went to the underworld.

Houyi thought that the ancient witches would not return so soon.

And the final battle with the lich is approaching.

Therefore,
Missing home, he found his good brother Xing Tian and asked him to help guard the Pangu Temple for a while, while he rushed back to the Houtu tribe overnight.

(End of this chapter)