Wukong of Journey to the West is my apprentice brother

Chapter 72

"The emperors of the human race, do you still want to fight now? If you fight, we will accompany you." Chaos asked in a buzzing voice. This chaos is a red strange bird with six legs and four wings. , very stupid, but the strength is not weak.

"What should we do now?" The Yellow Emperor asked the other seven Human Sovereigns via voice transmission.

"There are indeed a few more people on our side, but it is estimated that we will be evenly matched in a real fight. Let's not fight for the time being. Let's talk about it after the Jade Emperor contacts the Wu Clan, alas." Thinking of how anxious the demon clan is, otherwise, with the eight of them, it is entirely possible to drive Di Shitian into the Asura Realm.

"You Yaozu are very good. If you don't succeed this time, I assure you that you Yaozu will no longer be able to walk around the world at will, and there will be no place for you to wait in the world." Jun Tianshi looked at the four The demon saint said.

"Haha, it's your emperor's ability to say such cruel words? If you want to hit, hit, and if you don't hit, get out." Di Shitian laughed loudly.

"Looking for death!" How could the Yellow Emperor be so angry at this moment, even if he couldn't do anything to them, how could he leave without fighting.

The Human Emperor Seal in his hand threw it directly at Di Shitian, and the sound of "clang" impacting iron and stone resounded all over the world.

The Yellow Emperor's blow caused the boundary of Xiniu Hezhou to sink with Di Shitian as the center, with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and countless members of the Asura tribe died.

"All the emperors of the human race, I'll help you!" Suddenly, a person flew out from the Endless Buddha Kingdom not far away, stepped on the ninth-grade golden lotus, and directly slapped the Four Saints of the Monster Race, Di Shitian and others with his palm.

In the battle of more than a dozen quasi-sages, in less than a quarter of an hour, the entire Xiniu Hezhou was directly beaten to pieces, the earth sank, and endless disasters befallen. The people of the Asura tribe were killed and injured countless times, but there was the king of the Asura tribe beside them Guardian, the loss is acceptable.

"A battle between heaven and earth!" Jun Tian shouted loudly, his figure rose rapidly and disappeared into the void in an instant.

All the quasi-sages followed. Everyone knew that if the fight continued like this, the whole earth would have to be shattered, which would be of no benefit to anyone.

In fact, Xiniu Hezhou has already been broken into several pieces at this time. All the great powers in the world have noticed the battle here. When the witches in the underworld saw the monsters appearing, several people immediately wanted to join the battle.

"Jumang, let me go out, the monster race is out, what are we waiting for?" Kuafu stood up from the ground with his huge body, looked at Jumang and asked.

"Shut up, do you think we can come out casually? If we go out, we will break the saint's agreement and we will have to bear the consequences. Our witch clan can no longer withstand the disasters in ancient times, and the Houtu has not yet passed the word." Jumang calmly said the face.

"Bullshit, even the demon clan can participate, but our witch clan can't do it? I've had enough of staying in Hades." Kuafu said.

"After I get in touch, Tu Niang, wait a moment. If there is no me, maybe you guys don't make any moves. If something happens, it will be like Gong Gong and Zhu Rong. Don't blame me for not showing you." Ju Mang After finishing speaking, he appeared directly beside the Naihe Bridge, looked at the woman on the bridge and said, "Sage Houtu, please tell us whether we can help the human race?"

"Wait!" Meng Po, who had never spoken on the Naihe Bridge, suddenly spoke, looking at Jumang beside the bridge.

"I will abide by the decree of the sage." After hearing this, Jumang folded his hands and left directly. That Po Meng is Houtu's avatar, and she is connected with Houtu's spiritual consciousness. Her words naturally mean Houtu's meaning.

"You see, the Houtu sage asked us to wait, you all be honest with me," Jumang said.

Didn't he want to do it again with the Yaozu, but with the words of the saint, no one can violate it.

"Could it be that my witch clan still needs to stay in the dark palace of the underworld?" Hou Yi said.

'Stop talking, the sage can understand the general trend of heaven, since we say wait, then we will wait. ' Jumang said.

"Let the monster clan jump around outside, I really can't swallow this breath, damn it." The ancestor witches and great witches of the witch clan said a little unhappy, they couldn't stand it.

"Okay, the saint's words can't be wrong, let's all go back, what should we do." Jumang said.

"Damn it, those flat-haired bastards really want to tear them apart." Tian Wu, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, said angrily, almost jumping his feet.

"If there is a chance, what the Houtu sage said is waiting, not that there is no chance to go out." Gou Mang said.

For the only saint of the witch clan, the ancestor witches still respect them very much. Houtu's status is equivalent to that of Nuwa in the Yaozu now, and Nuwa has never been the demon emperor recognized by the Yaozu.

But Houtu is a real ancestor of the witch clan, and there is still a big difference here. Nuwa actually doesn't care that much about the life and death of the monster clan, and the same is true for the human race he created.

The Wu Clan can't cultivate the Yuanshen, and there are too many restrictions on Houtu's ability to become holy. For example, Houtu can't go out of the land of reincarnation, etc., so in the underworld, Houtu can protect the Wu Clan, but it's different when he goes out.

The powerful experts from all sides are watching the melee of more than a dozen quasi-sages from Tianwaitian. In Wuzhuang temple, Zhen Yuanzi is sitting in the meditation room at this time, watching the battle of Tianwaitian thoughtfully.

"Old ghost Minghe can't help but want to come here. I can't do anything to you in Xuehe. I will make you pay the price when you come out. I hope brother Hongyun's hatred can be repaid this time." Zhen Yuanzi thought to himself.

The hatred between Zhen Yuanzi and the ancestor Minghe cannot be adjusted, unless one of the two dies, and both of them are members of the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace, and they are also one of the few in the front. It would be absolutely terrifying if the two fought.

Fortunately, Styx probably knew that Zhen Yuanzi was staring at him, so he didn't come out this time, but with his personality, it would be a matter of time before he ran out and caused trouble.

The two people's grievances and grievances are very clear to each other, and they understand each other very well, and their strengths are actually about the same. If you want to say that they are the strongest existences under the saints, they both count as one of them.

Old Ancestor Styx will not die if he doesn’t do it, even a sage can’t break through the defenses Zhen Yuanzi holds in his hand. It’s lichen. Immortal, and stronger than Styx.

So since Hongyun was plotted to death by the ancestor Minghe in the prehistoric period, Zhen Yuanzi wanted to kill him, but until now there is no good way, just can't kill him, the grievance between the two has always existed.

There is another person who is Zhen Yuanzi's archenemy, a Taoist guide among the two saints in the West, but the others are saints, and Zhen Yuanzi is also helpless.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Ancestor Minghe to kill Ancestor Hongyun alone. The difference in strength is not that big, and Hongyun is the first cloud in the world.

(End of this chapter)