Honghuang: I am the Fusang Sacred Tree, and I am the leader of Jiejiao

Chapter 35 Visiting Pangu Palace, Zhu Rong’s curiosity

Seeing this, Hou Tu quickly retreated. At this moment, Hou Tu's face no longer had the anger at the beginning, but was replaced by extreme caution!

It is not easy to withstand the pressure of this space. The average Daluo Jinxian has long been unable to bear it.

Fuso was not only okay, but he was also able to break through the limitations of space with his strength. Houtu couldn't imagine how terrifying this guy in front of him was!
Seeing Hou Tu retreat violently, Fusang didn't care, let alone launch an attack.

He simply looked at Houtu's graceful figure with great interest.

Seeing Fusang like this, Houtu's unstoppable anger began to burn. What's going on?Is it possible that you look down on her?
In an instant, Hou Tu came to bully me again. The ancestral witch's body was so terrifying, and he was in front of Fusang in an instant!

Originally thinking that Houtu would talk to him calmly, Fusang did not expect that Houtu would suddenly attack.

There was no time to think too much, the laws of yin and yang were condensed between his hands, like yin and yang, shaped like Tai Chi, with a push of both arms, it was like pushing nineteen states horizontally!
boom!
The purely physical competition between the two caused the space to collapse, and the entire Houtu Hall was reduced to ashes!
puff!
The moment Hou Tu came into contact with Fusang, he was blown away by the terrifying force, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

When Fusang saw this, he was also a little at a loss. What was he doing with this sneak attack on him?
"Hey! Houtu Ancestral Witch, I really don't have any ill intentions at all."

Hou Tu was silent and didn't speak, just looking at Fusang quietly...

In fact, at this moment, she also knew that Fuso probably didn't have any ill intentions, otherwise she would have been solved long ago with Fuso's strength.

Fusang nodded gently, and with a thought, he took out many spiritual fruits and spiritual roots, preparing to help Houtu heal his injuries.

Just kidding, there was so much movement just now, people from the Witch Clan might be coming soon, so it would be better for me to make a good impression.

"Thank you for your kindness, but there is no need to waste it like this!"

Hou Tu glanced at it and shook his head. Before he finished speaking, he was already circulating the blood of the witch clan, drawing the immeasurable evil energy between heaven and earth.

In just a few breaths, the injuries on Hou Tuzu Wu's body were already healed, which was evident from his powerful physical body.

"I have forgotten the power of the Witch Clan!"

Fusang smiled, collected the spiritual fruit and spiritual roots, and started chatting with Houtu Zuwu.

In less than a stick of incense, the relationship between the two became much closer, and Hou Tuzu Wu even took the initiative to invite Fusang to be a guest at the Pangu Hall of the Wu clan.

Fusang looked in the direction and realized that this was not what he wanted, so he agreed.

When they arrived at the Ancestral Witch Hall, before Fusang and Houtu entered the hall, they saw a tall man over nine feet tall with explosive muscles all over his body hurriedly walked out of the Ancestral Witch Hall.

As soon as this man saw Hou Tu, he quickly stopped and paid homage: "Meet the ancestral witch."

Hou Tu nodded and asked, "Hou Yi, where do you want to go?"

As the top shaman of the Houtu tribe, his strength is comparable to that of Hou Yi, who has attained the Daoguo Daluo. He replied with a simple and honest smile that completely did not fit his image: "Ancestral shaman, Kuafu invites me to fight. This is I will defeat him once and for all."

Hou Tu showed a look that was indeed true, waved his hand and said: "Go ahead."

Hou Yi nodded to Hou Tu, looked at Fusang curiously, then turned and left.

After Hou Yi left, Hou Tu smiled at Fusang and said, "It made fellow Taoist Fusang laugh."

Fuso nodded in disbelief.

The witch clan is warlike and the demon clan is ferocious.

Because of this, the two tribes would cause chaos throughout the ancient world, leaving countless creatures in danger. Only then were they abandoned by the law of heaven, and the human race was born.

Fusang naturally couldn't comment on this, so she had to keep silent.

Hou Tu was not surprised, and this little incident did not affect them at all, and they walked into the Ancestral Witch Palace like a fish.

Entering the main hall, Houtu invited Fusang to sit down.

Zu Wu has a straightforward temperament, even for Hou Tu, who is a woman.

Therefore, after sitting down, Houtu explained the purpose of inviting Fusang to come and talk.

Rather than inviting Fuso, it is better to invite his strength.

Hou Tu looked at Fusang and asked softly: "Fellow Taoist Fusang's physical strength is so terrifying. I really don't know how he became a quasi-sage with his physical body!"

Although ancestral witches are straightforward, it does not mean that they are stupid.In fact, they had known for a long time that there would be a battle between the Witch Clan and the Demon Alliance.

It is a pity that the twelve ancestral witches and a group of great witches have not found a way to break through the quasi-sage until now. Their strength is somewhat embarrassing. During the war, they were afraid of lack of stamina, which caused the witch clan to maintain a restrained attitude towards the Demon Alliance.

speak up.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches actually regretted that they did not nip the rise of the Demon Alliance in the bud.

This is also due to the arrogance of the Wu clan, who regard themselves as the Pangu sect, and do not think that there is any force in the ancient world that can fight against them.

In addition, the Demon Alliance has developed too rapidly.

After the Twelve Ancestral Witches came to their senses, the rise of the Demon Alliance became unstoppable.

Therefore, after Houtu met Fusang, he wanted to know how Fusang could physically break through the quasi-sage.

Of course, there was one thing that neither Houtu nor the other ancestral witches could do, that is, after hearing Fusang's refusal to communicate, they took this opportunity to kill Fusang.

This time Hou Tu asked this question mainly because he wanted to know whether Fusang was an enemy or a friend.

"This matter is not difficult. If Houtu Zuwu wants to know, Fusang will naturally not hide it secretly."

The smile on Hou Tu's face was unconsciously sincere. Whether it was because of the friendship between himself and Fu So, or from the standpoint of the entire Wu Clan, Fu So's choice was the answer Hou Tu wanted to hear most.

After getting the answer, Houtu Fusang started chatting, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Then, a burst of rough laughter sounded at the same time: "Haha, sister Houtu, you have a visitor here, why don't you let me know."

Following the sound, a big man with red hair and a figure much burlier than Hou Yi walked in.

While Fusang was still guessing about the identity of the visitor and which ancestral shaman he was, Houtu directly named the identity of the visitor: "Zhu Rong, fellow Taoist Fusang is the distinguished guest I invited. Don't even think about asking him to fight. "

Yes, the person who came was none other than the ancestral wizard of fire, Zhu Rong.

Hou Tu knew Zhu Rong too well. Hou Yi must have bumped into Zhu Rong when he went to find Kua Fu, because Kua Fu was the top shaman of the Zhu Rong tribe.

Zhu Rong must have learned about Fusang's arrival from Hou Yi's mouth.

Although Hou Yi didn't know Fusang, there was one thing. Anyone who could make friends with Hou Tu must have extraordinary strength. When Zhu Rong came this time, Hou Tu knew without even thinking that Zhu Rong was here for a fight.

Sure enough, upon hearing Fusang's name, Zhu Rong's eyes suddenly lit up.

Zhu Rong has never met Fusang, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't know Fusang's name.

To be precise, the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace have become famous in the prehistoric times. In addition, according to Hou Tu who came back from Zixiao Palace, Zhu Rong knows that Fusang is one of the top innate demon gods and the best innate spiritual root Fusang. The sacred tree has transformed!

He almost went to watch the battle between Fusang and Bi Fang.

In an instant, Zhu Rong felt a surge of fighting spirit in his heart.

Directly choosing to ignore Hou Tu, Zhu Rong strode up to Fusang, stared at Fusang with a pair of eyes as big as copper bells, and invited the battle without hesitation: "Fellow Taoist, I am Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch of the Wu clan. I also have insights into the path of fire. I wonder if my friend dares to do something with me to confirm the path of fire to each other?"

Hou Tu shook his head feebly. There was no way he could change the character of his brothers and clan members.

It is also called the euphemistic name - fighting to support war.

Fusang looked at Zhu Rong and Hou Tu with amusement.

The Wu clan is simply warlike.

Whenever you meet someone who is evenly matched, you will feel the urge to hunt.

This is also the reason why Fusang and Houtu reconciled so quickly, because among the twelve ancestral witches, Houtu is the only one with a gentler temper and will not recruit people to have sex with them right away.

Hou Tu was really curious as to whether Fusang would accept Zhu Rong's invitation to fight.

It’s not that I think Fusang can’t beat my brother, I just think that Fusang should have a quasi-sage cultivation level. After I master Zhu Rong, my brother’s face will probably be very exciting.

At the same time, the arrival of Fusang also made Pangu Hall become lively...

(End of this chapter)