Honghuang: People in Jiejiao become stronger by adding friends

Randeng returned to the Western Church, Mount Xumi.

The human destiny of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors already influenced the heavenly secrets.

In addition, the top-grade innate spiritual treasures, the coffin lamp and the ruler of heaven and earth, helped.

Even the two saints of the West could hardly detect his whereabouts.

Therefore, Randeng dared to be so bold and went to discuss Buddhist matters with other quasi-saints and saints.

Randeng, who had just returned to the Taoist temple.

Suddenly, he sensed a familiar evil spirit.

He frowned slightly and looked at the source of the evil spirit.

The visitor was Hou Tu, the only remaining ancestor witch among the twelve ancestor witches.

There were also two great witches at the quasi-saint level beside him.

Randeng couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"What can happen if the ancestor witch comes to Mount Xumi?"

The Western Church and the witch clan have never had any disputes from beginning to end.

Not to mention during the witch-demon catastrophe period.

Jie Yin and Zhunti were even allies of Di Jun.

The Wu Clan obviously has no reason to seek the Western Religion.

Hou Tu clasped her fists and saluted.

"Hou Tu, the ancestor of the Wu Clan, comes to see the Saint Jie Yin and Saint Zhunti!"

As her voice fell, Randeng appeared without hesitation.

"Amitabha, I am the ancient Buddha Randeng of the Western Religion."

"I believe the two leaders will show up soon."

After saying this, Hou Tu nodded slightly.

Her eyes only stayed on Randeng for a moment and then left quickly.

Just a late quasi-saint.

He is in the same realm as the two great witches behind him, Jiu Feng and Xing Tian.

If it comes to fighting power.

It is estimated that they are not the opponents of the two great witches.

No need to care, just wait for the two saints of the West to show up.

Randeng naturally noticed Hou Tu's contempt.

He clasped his hands together, expressionless, and indifferent.

In his heart, he kept reciting the Buddhist method of meditation and holding his breath.

"When I establish Buddhism, I will definitely make you look bad, I will definitely make you look bad!"

Jie Yin in the Buddhist temple opened his eyes with some doubts in his eyes.

"Why are the Wu clan here?"

Zunti had already stood up and responded nonchalantly.

"No matter what, after all, a lean camel is bigger than a horse."

"If the Wu clan has something to ask of us, it is possible to let the Western Church benefit again."

Jie Yin thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

Indeed, after all, it was an existence that could share the world with the demon clan.

No matter how much it declined.

After all, it is incomparable to those small forces.

What's more, the Wu clan can be regarded as a centipede that is still alive even after death.

There are several quasi-saints in the Wu clan, and there are many Daluo.

They will decline because of the Wu and Demon Tribulation.

But it is definitely not to the point of complete destruction of the Dongwanggong Immortal Court.

Dong Wanggong: "You got shot even when you were lying down?!"

Soon, the two saints of the West appeared in front of Hou Tu.

Their eyes never lingered on Randeng.

Randeng's clenched fists were about to burst.

Damn, with a quasi-saint peak coming to join him, he became the one who didn't care.

"Daoyou, you came to my Western Sect, it really brings honor to the humble place."

"This is not a place for conversation, let's go to the Buddhist temple and have a chat."

After that, the two saints of the West took Hou Tu, the ancestor witch, and the two great witches and went straight into the Buddhist temple.

Randeng looked at their backs, with a fierce hatred hidden deep in his eyes.

Thirty thousand years east, thirty thousand years west, don't bully a poor monk in the late quasi-saint stage!

Soon, the two saints of the West and several witches sat down in the Buddhist temple.

Jie Yin asked softly with a smile on his face.

"Amitabha, may I ask if you, Taoist Hou Tu, have anything to discuss with me in the Buddhist temple?"

The ancient witch is a straightforward person.

Hou Tu nodded slightly and said bluntly.

"May I ask if the two saints have any ideas about the fate of the human race?"

This was exactly what he wanted.

In the battle for the fruit of the human emperor, it was obvious that the Sixth Patriarch of Buddha had failed.

Even if it was true that the Western religion was left in the human race.

But compared with the benefits of the fruit of the human emperor.

It was really a drop in the bucket.

Now that Hou Tu took the initiative to bring up the matter of the fate of the human race.

The two saints of the West naturally could not accept it.

Zhunti smiled indifferently and said softly.

"Could it be that Taoist you want to use the fate of the human race to make the witch race rise again?"

It was possible to cry out a saint from the Zixiao Palace.

Based on Xuanmen, break away from Xuanmen and establish the Western religion.

Advance merits to the Heavenly Dao.

He is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart.

Hearing Hou Tu mention the destiny of the human race.

Zhunti can instantly see through Hou Tu's inner thoughts.

Besides, if the Wu Clan does not appear again.

The prehistoric creatures may not know that the Wu Clan exists.

Hou Tu nodded in response without any disguise.

"The saints predict things like gods, that's right."

"I hope the two saints can give me a chance."

"Give me a chance to reincarnate and seize the Dao Fruit of the Human Emperor."

"After the success, you and I will share the luck of the human race. Even if it fails, the Wu Clan can be used by the Western Church in the future."

After this, the Great Wu Jiufeng did not say anything.

On the other hand, the Great Wu Xingtian showed an unhappy look.

It is obvious that he is not interested in being a dog for the Western Church.

When Jie Yin and Zhunti heard this, their eyes lit up immediately.

If nothing else, Hou Tu, a quasi-saint peak powerhouse, is worth it.

And she is the best among the quasi-saint peak powerhouses.

If the Wu Clan can be brought under his command.

The overall strength of the entire Western Church will definitely be greatly improved.

If the Human Emperor Dao Fruit can be accomplished.

It would be even better to share the luck of the human race.

In this way, all the risks are borne by the Wu Clan.

It seems that the Western Church just needs to wait for the benefits.

The next moment, Hou Tu changed the subject.

"But... I hope the two saints can give me a suitable position in the Western Church. "

"Otherwise, my Wu clan might go to Zhen Yuanzi for help."

"After all, Zhen Yuanzi has no Taoist lineage now, and he has a blood feud with the Demon Court."

As soon as these words came out, the smiles on Jie Yin and Zhunti's faces froze.

Didn't everyone say that the Wu clan had no brains?

You call this brainlessness?

Fortunately, Zhunti's character was still okay, and the haze on his face disappeared in an instant.

He still looked smiling and spoke.

"Amitabha, Taoist friend, can you be the Dharma King of the Western Religion?"

"How about a position equivalent to the deputy leader of the Western Religion? "

Hou Tu nodded slightly, without further ado, raised her hand and handed the heart blood of Emperor Jiang to the two saints of the West.

A glimmer of greed flashed in the eyes of the two saints.

Practicing with this thing will definitely improve.

But they also know the priorities.

Don't lose the watermelon while picking up sesame seeds.

The covenant has been reached, and she is too lazy to set up defenses against the two saints of the West.

If Jie Yin and Zhunti do not act according to the agreement.

The next day, a bunch of witches will rush to Mount Xumi and explode.

The rest, the two saints of the West and the ancestor witch Hou Tu continued to discuss the specific matters of competing for the position of the emperor of the human world.

...

In the palace of the emperor of the human world, there was suddenly an eight-year-old child.

Born with a cold face, he exuded a kingly aura.

Luo Xuan stepped forward and stretched out his hand to pull the boy's face.

He said to Lu Ya with a smile.

"Look, your father is being played around by me! "

The next moment, Lu Ya and Luo Xuan were fighting in the sky.

The rest of the people had long been accustomed to this.

ps: Brothers, good evening, the temperature has dropped recently, please put on more clothes when it's cold!