The Witch of the Wilderness

Chapter 144 Six Saints Gathering in Kunlun

For 33 days, the demon court was high above it, and the endless starlight fell, turning into countless rich star essence.When the aura gathers here, thousands of auras wash away and visions appear frequently, golden crows surround the sun, Kunpeng overturns the sea, and a golden rainbow crosses the demon court.

Demon court, in Xihuang Palace.

"Your Majesty, now that Emperor Jiang of the Witch Clan has appeared and Houtu has opened up tunnels, it is dangerous." The demon saint Bai Ze stepped forward and said.

A group of demon gods and saints stared at Fuxi.

On the high seat of the palace, Fuxi frowned slightly and said, "Let the people who sniper the Wu tribe come back. Dijiang goes out, and their attack on the Wu tribe is just a dead end."

"Here!" Yaoshen Yingzhao clapped his hands in response.

"The demon general Kuang Xie has something important to report, please see Emperor Xi." Just as Yingzhao was about to descend to the lower realm, there was a demon general reporting from outside the palace.

Fuxi emitted a stream of light, and then a Taiyi golden fairy wearing a dark golden chain mail appeared above the hall.

"The last general, Kuang Xie, met Emperor Xi." Kuang Xie knelt on one knee facing Fu Xi.

"What do you have to report?" Fuxi said.

"Reporting to Emperor Xi, I am a demon general under the command of the demon sage Fei Lian, and I came here to sue by the order of the demon sage. The demon sage Sky fell into the prehistoric wilderness and was killed by Emperor Jiang of the witch clan." Kuang Xie said.

"Well, I already know about this matter, you step back." Fuxi said without any emotion?
"Here!" Kuang Xie led the order and left.

"Your Majesty, the Heavenly Demon Saint is in charge of the Wu Clan tribe near Buzhou Mountain, and now he was killed by Di Jiang. It is terrifying that the remaining Demon Saints will also be retaliated by the Wu Clan in the near future." Kunpeng said in a deep voice.

"Yingzhao, you can notify all the demons to return to the demon court next time, and the sniping mission is over." Fu Xi said.

"Here!" Yingzhao turned into a stream of light and flew out of the hall in an instant, heading towards the prehistoric world.

In the hall, silence returned again, and all the demon gods and saints frowned.The last time the Lich fought against the Yaozu, it was almost wiped out. If it wasn’t for Hongjun’s action, the Yaozu would have already become history. Now, the Heavenly Emperor Donghuang of the Yaozu has retreated for many years, and the Wuzu Emperor Jiang Houtu has proved the truth one after another. How can it be possible? Don't hit the morale of the Yaozu people?
"Boom!" Above the main hall, a powerful aura erupted from Fuxi's body. The divine majesty was like a prison, covering the entire demon court in an instant. Suddenly, except for Kunpeng, all the demon saints and demon gods in the hall were instantly crushed by this terrifying aura. .

The divine power of the late quasi-sage is so terrifying!
"Let's see what you are like now?!" Fuxi scolded angrily.

"You are the demon gods and saints of my demon clan. They shoulder the hope of countless demon clans. Didn't Dijiang break through ten thousand years ago? How can I not see you so depressed! So what if the later earth proves the Tao! Who is under the Dao?" Dare to go against the Dao! There are saints in the Wu Clan, so don’t I have none in the Monster Clan?” On the high seat, Fu Xi stood up and cursed, all the terror and coercion erupting from his body.

All the demon gods and saints blushed suddenly, feeling ashamed.

"Your Majesty Xihuang, we are guilty and ashamed of the monster clan." The demon saint Bai Ze said, clasping his hands.

"We are guilty, and we are ashamed of the monster clan!" All the demon gods and saints said in unison.

Fuxi's face turned livid, looked at the crowd and said: "You know that you are ashamed, and you are not in vain of the monster clan's hope for you."

"The way of the Great Dao is so vast and boundless. The Wu Clan has not yet attacked, and you are so frightened. How can you prove a better Dao in such a state of mind."

Fuxi's words once again made all the demon gods and saints blush.

Seeing this, Fuxi didn't say any more.Just now, he was only angered by everyone's performance.

"Although the Wu Clan has seen their strength increase greatly, allowing Houtu to become a true saint, they can no longer participate in the war of calamity," Fuxi said thoughtfully.

"And the witch clan may not have lost an ancestor witch. There is only one Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian's Dijiang. The strength of the demon saint and demon god has been revived again, no matter how terrifying Di Jiang's combat power is, he can't resist the might of our clan, Zhou Tian Xingdou."

"Boom!" Fuxi's words woke up all the monsters present like thunder from nine heavens.

"What His Majesty Xihuang said is reasonable." Kunpeng stepped forward and said: "Now, when the 10-year period of the tunnel arrives, the lineage of the Dao of Heaven will not let the tunnel grow. I won't stand by and watch, when the strength of the witch clan will be divided by two, but my monster clan will use the strength of the whole clan, how can we be invincible?"

"The monster clan must win! The monster clan must win!" Kunpeng's words instantly ignited the fighting spirit of all the monster gods and saints like sparks, and they rushed to fight against the witch clan.

All the monster races outside the palace didn't know why, why suddenly Xihuang Palace started to shout.

A certain demon general A: "Fellow Daoist, do you know why the adults suddenly shouted?"

A demon king on duty: "You, you are still too young. Don't worry about his reasons, it's right to shout, but you must be wrong if you don't shout."

After speaking, follow and shout.

In an instant, the entire demon court shouted, fighting spirit boiled, and demonic aura soared to the sky.

Fuxi Kunpeng of the Xihuang Palace looked at each other silently, feeling a burst of emotion in his heart, he was indeed an old monster who had lived for countless years, and everyone was limping with a single speech.

Seeing the crowd of monsters soaring, Kunpeng felt firm in his heart: "I once had an opportunity to become a saint in front of me. I didn't cherish it. I didn't regret it until I lost it. Now the opportunity came again. I Never give up."

No matter how Fuxi and Kunpeng fooled everyone in the Demon Court.

At this time, the fairyland of Kunlun Mountain is filled with holy light, and the holy throne is vertical and horizontal. Wherever the saint goes, the sky is full of purple air, and he looks at himself.

In the Sanqing Hall, the six sages sat around.

"Senior brothers, what do you think when the tunnel opens in 10 years?" Taishang Laozi asked first as a senior brother.

"Brother, what the teacher said, except for the Great Emperor Fengdu, the Sifang Ghost Emperor and the Ten Palaces of Yama and the others in the underworld are all dispensable fruit positions. I am poor in the west, so why don't I let it go to my younger brother?" Zhunti Sage smiled wryly. Said, immediately burst into tears.

The guiding Taoist on the side was even more miserable.

But the other four sages looked at the two of them quietly with the expression of looking at fools, and did not speak.

Even if the sage who has been leading Zhunti to fight Qiufeng all the year round can't bear the eyes of many people, he quickly pulls Zhunti who is still in the play.

Zhunti, who was reminded by the introduction, also blushed, but quickly returned to normal color.

"Okay, the farce is over, let's discuss the big things first." Lao Tzu said.

"Senior brother, since the teacher didn't say anything about the remaining fruit positions, let's discuss the fruit positions of Emperor Fengdu, Sifang Ghost Emperor and Shidian Yanluo. The rest depends on the opportunities of the disciples." In front of Nuwa and others, Tongtian called Lao Tzu senior brother, but in private they still called him brothers.

"That's fine." Lao Tzu said seeing that no one had any objections.

Saint Tongtian couldn't help giving himself a thumbs-up in his heart, who the hell is there who has more disciples than himself, even if it is divided by head, it must be that I have more luck with Tongtian.

Apparently, Lao Tzu and the six sages of Heaven and Dao have regarded the authentic fruit position as something in their pockets and distributed it at will.

(End of this chapter)