Great Primordial: I, The Four-Legged Gold-Eating Beast, Swallow Karmic Merit

As a Witch Clan Ancestral Witch, Houtu is naturally not slow.

Although they were hundreds of millions of miles apart, with the blessing of Pseudo Saint's powerful cultivation, it still only took a cup of tea to arrive in front of the Palace of Purple Firmament.

In the Palace of Purple Firmament, many Great Primordial monks are already present.

The Karmic Merit behind Houtu’s head is really too dazzling.

Even if you want to keep a low profile, you can't.

The dazzling golden light of Karmic Merit had already attracted the attention of all the powerful people present before Houtu arrived.

"Huh? This Karmic Merit, is Houtu here?"

Although I haven't seen him yet, the Witch Clan and the Demon Race were at war earlier, and all the creatures in the Great Primordial were watching silently.

Houtu, who showed great prowess on the battlefield, was naturally remembered by many powerful people.

With the golden light of Karmic Merit.

A stream of light pierced the sky, and the figure fell. All the powerful people on the field finally underestimated the appearance of Houtu under Karmic Merit.

"Is this the Ancestral Witch Houtu?"

"I have seen the Great War of Witches and Demons from a distance before. Looking at it now, Houtu's Karmic Merit is really terrifying."

"Yeah, I really don't understand why the Witch Clan has so many Karmic Merits." A fairy had a curious look on his face.

"Haha, what, Daoist Friend, do you want to find out?" The fairy next to him whispered after hearing his companion's words.

Upon hearing this, the fairy who just spoke hurriedly waved his hands, his head shaking like a rattle.

"Brother Dao, please don't harm me!

This Witch Clan is unparalleled in combat power, and Houtu Ancestral Witch is the best among them. This kind of big secret is something I can covet.

It doesn’t matter if we don’t talk, it doesn’t matter if we don’t talk. "

As he spoke, he saw the fairy waving his hands and hurriedly fled away.

What a joke.

Now in the Great Primordial world, the Witch Clan is so powerful, who dares to say that they can compete with the Witch Clan?

If you are interested in something like this that concerns other people's big secrets, isn't that asking for death?

Even if you are really interested, you can't say it out loud.

I don’t know if Ancestral Witch Houtu heard what I just said.

Thinking of this, the fairy who spoke did not even listen to Dao Ancestor's sermon, and immediately used his magical power to leave the place of right and wrong.

This is just an ordinary monk in the Great Primordial.

In addition to the monks who are afraid of the Witch Clan, there are still many fairies still discussing Ancestral Witch Houtu.

These are the truly top powerful beings of the Great Primordial.

"Haha, Houtu Ancestral Witch is so elegant. She came to the Palace of Purple Firmament to listen to the sermon, and even brought her pets with her.

It's a pity that although it looks cute, it's just like a foot and is of little use. "

In addition to paying attention to Houtu, many fairies on the field also noticed Zhou Yuan being held in Houtu’s arms.

At this time, Zhou Yuan was looking confused. He had just crossed the sea of ​​chaotic thunder, and the deafening sound of thunder made him still a little confused.

Therefore, it has a cute look.

His cute appearance immediately attracted the attention of many female monks.

But after a group of powerful people observed it carefully, they found that it was just an ordinary monster cub, with nothing magical about it, and they couldn't help but feel a little lack of interest.

"Huh? Is this the little beast Houtu Daoist Friend brought back when he was at Mt. Buzhoushan?"

Not far away, Hongyun also saw Zhou Yuan in Houtu's arms.

At first I just thought it looked familiar.

But after a closer look, I realized it.

"I didn't expect that this monster cub would still be taken by Houtu."

Hongyun couldn't help but said in surprise.

As the Great Primordial is well-known as a good old man, Hongyun naturally has many monks around him.

After hearing Hongyun's words, many powerful people laughed.

"Haha, Houtu's skill is really amazing."

A Great Primordial monk with a sharp mouth, monkey cheeks and a gloomy face suddenly said.

Hearing this fairy's confused words, all the fairies around him looked at him.

"Daoist Friend, what do you say?

Could it be that Houtu has some hidden meaning in bringing this monster? "

"Haha, deep meaning?

That's right.

The war between Witch Clan and Demon Race has just ended.

Although it was stopped by Dao Ancestor, anyone with a clear eye could see that Demon Race lost that war.

At this time, in front of so many powerful people, Houtu brought such a monster cub with poor heels. Isn't it a satire that the Demon Race is not useful? "

The gloomy-faced fairy was talking eloquently, with a look on his face that he had seen through everything.

The surrounding fairies also looked stunned after hearing what this fairy said.

"This is really possible."

This is just a small speck in the square.

In fact, such speculation abounds on the court.

Most of the faerie powers have this idea.

And Emperor Jun, Taiyi, and Kunpeng who were also on the court naturally couldn't help but hear it.

Witch Clan is a monster shrimp with pig heart!

Looking at Houtu holding Zhou Yuan with a proud expression on his face, Emperor Jun's eyes almost burst into flames.

Taiyi Kunpeng is not much better either.

"Hmph! This Houtu is really too much!

He actually took care of my Demon Race’s monster cub! It's simply a naked provocation! "

Emperor Jun gritted his teeth and said harshly.

"Yes, Houtu is really hateful!

I remember this little thing. When Houtu was at Mt. Buzhoushan, he didn't get the spirit treasure, so it was randomly picked up by Houtu and dropped under his feet.

Now they even bring the Palace of Purple Firmament. This is clearly saying that I, Demon Race, are such inferior people! "

Kunpeng on the side did not speak, but his expression was equally ugly.

In any case, he is also the Demon Master of Demon Race, and he must truly follow Emperor Jun Taichi’s wishes.

Houtu is really slapping Demon Race in the face.

The anger in Emperor Jun's heart continued to rise.

But there is no way.

"Houtu Daoist Friend!"

Suddenly a voice sounded from behind Emperor Jun.

This voice was still very familiar to Houtu's ears. He immediately turned around and saw Nuwa walking towards him with a look of surprise on his face.

In a few steps, Nuwa walked to Houtu's side.

Looking at Zhou Yuan in Houtu's arms, Nuwa's eyes lit up and she couldn't help teasing him again.

"Little guy, why are you so confused? Have you missed your sister during this time away?"

While talking, Nuwa reached out and touched Zhou Yuan's still dizzy head.

This scene happened to fall into the eyes of Emperor Jun Taiyi and Kunpeng.

Seeing the intimate look of Zhou Yuan in Nuwa and Houtu's arms, Emperor Jun Taiyi Kunpeng felt an indescribable awkwardness in his heart.

Emperor Jun was even more angry.

"snort!"

Although he didn't speak, his dissatisfaction was revealed without any concealment.

Demon Race has some connection with Nuwa, so Demon Race has been wooing Nuwa.

Nuwa, however, has always refused Demon Race's solicitation on the grounds that it does not hesitate to dispute.

But for now, Nuwa can just ignore Demon Race.

How could he be so close to Houtu in front of him?

Just as he was thinking about how to deal with Nuwa, Emperor Jun suddenly saw Zhou Yuan in Houtu's arms, with a look on his face.

The angry expression just now gradually turned into a happy one.

"Nuwa is so fond of the little beast in Houtu's arms. Maybe he got to know Houtu just because of the cuteness of the little beast?

If so. "

Emperor Jun suddenly had an idea in his mind.

Since Nuwa likes monster cubs, he can find them for her. Maybe this is the opportunity for Nuwa to join the Demon Race Heavenly Court!

Thinking of this, the anger in Emperor Jun's heart disappeared a lot.

If they can win over Nuwa, Demon Race's strength can be greatly improved again.

In the Palace of Purple Firmament Square, all the powerful people have their own thoughts.

Suddenly, the door of the dojo that had been closed before suddenly opened.

All the powerful people heard the sound and looked around.

In the main hall, at the highest position, the illusory figure of Dao Ancestor Hongjun slowly appeared in front of all the powerful men.

On both sides of it stood the Hao Tian Yaochi, boys and girls.

"Today the Palace of Purple Firmament will hold another lecture. Anyone who is predestined can come!"

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