Reborn Willow God, Great Antiquity Signed for Thousands of Years

There was a smug look in the eyes of Jiuying Yaosheng, and he sneered: "With Hetu Luoshu in hand, it is enough to shield the secrets. What happened here is difficult for even a saint to detect. Tell me, do I dare to touch you? "

Before the words were finished, a ray of bright moonlight rose into the sky and disappeared into the western sky like a shooting star.

Jiuying Yaosheng didn't stop him, but he didn't hide the disdain in his eyes.

"Tch—a disciple of the Western Cult, that's all!"

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The rolling Jishui rushes to the southeast, the blue waves are turning, and the turbulent waves are crashing on the shore.

On the bank of Jishui, tens of thousands of men and women from the Huaxu tribe stared dumbfounded at the bright moonlight disappearing into the sky, almost unable to catch their breath.

"The immortal master escaped?"

"Is this the fairy elder of the Western religion?"

"fraud!"

"He tricked us into coming to the Jishui River, but he escaped!"

"I actually believed in Western religion before!"

……

Listening to the angry and resentful words of these Huaxu tribe's people, the corner of Jiuying Yaosheng's mouth could not help but evoke a happy smile.

He gently stretched out his finger, and as soon as he pointed, the golden light beam that nailed the two-headed python's soul disappeared without a trace.

The two-headed python turned into a human form, swaying, came to the Nine Infant Demon Saint, and said pleasantly: "Thank you, Father, for your rescue!"

Jiuying Yaosheng nodded, "Take it as a lesson this time, don't be reckless next time! Right now, the disciples of the great sect are rushing out to compete for the luck of the human race. If you act recklessly like you, you will eventually meet them again. At that time, if I am in retreat, I am afraid I will not be able to save your life again."

"My father taught me that the child knew he was wrong."

As the God of Jishui spoke, he greedily looked at the people of the Huaxu tribe on the bank, "My lord father, what should I do with these human races?"

Jiuying Yaosheng frowned slightly, "What do you want to do with it?"

The God of Jishui observed his words and noticed that he seemed a little displeased, so he tentatively asked: "How about we take half of it away and let them go back with the other half?"

"idiot!"

Jiuying Yaosheng said angrily: "Are you afraid that those disciples of the great religion will not know? Leave the half of them to tell them what happened?"

"Oh... the child knows!"

The God of Jishui smiled happily, "Boy, take all these human races back to the Water Mansion."

Jiuying Yaosheng didn't say another word, obviously acquiescing to the result of the disposal.

On the shore, tens of thousands of men and women of the Huaxu tribe looked panic-stricken, with a deep look of fear in their eyes.

At this moment, a childish voice sounded.

"Nine Infant Demon Saint! If you let your child commit murder, you will only kill yourself!"

The face of the God of Jishui changed, his eyes shot fiercely, and he scanned the human race on the bank, "Who is talking? How bold!"

Among the crowd, little Fuxi was about to speak, but Hua Xu tightly covered his mouth, and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense, mother, there are two shrunken talismans here, and I will let someone take you away later." here."

Little Fuxi shook his head, and tried his best to break away from his mother's embrace.

"Mother, don't worry, Jiuying Yaosheng is a sensible person, he won't attack us."

"Oh?"

A faint voice came from a distance, and then Hua Xu and the others felt a majestic force coming towards them, blowing them away in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, an empty no-man's land appeared around little Fuxi.

The light flickered, and the tall figure of the Nine Infant Demon Saint appeared in front of him, looking down at him, "Little thing, what did you mean just now?"

Little Fuxi's short figure looked so lonely and thin in front of Jiuying Yaosheng, but he always stood upright with a calm and calm smile on his face.

"Nine Infant Demon Saint! Earlier I said that Zongzi's murder is self-destruction. This sentence is not to scare you, but a true portrayal of you, Demon Saint."

"Full of gibberish!"

The God of Jishui looked at the Jiuying Yaosheng and said: "Father, this son is full of spirituality. My child wants to use him as a primer for medicine, and make a furnace of great medicine. Maybe it can help me break through the Taiyi realm."

Jiuying Yaosheng shook his head, "Don't worry, just listen to what he has to say. If what he says doesn't please you, it's not too late to do it."

Little Fuxi didn't seem to have heard the conversation between the father and son, and his face didn't even have a slight fluctuation, but all the members of the Huaxu tribe were worried and gritted their teeth, fearing that he would die in the next moment.

This is not only worrying about little Fuxi, but also worrying about his own future fate.

Everyone knows that if it wasn't for the little Fuxi's words that attracted the attention of the Jiuying Yaosheng, they would have been slaughtered and plundered by the water god at this moment.

It can be said that at this moment, little Fuxi bears the fate of tens of thousands of elite men and women in the Huaxu tribe.

Although he is only three years old.

At this time, little Fuxi looked at the Nine-Infant Demon Saint and said: "I heard from my mother that the name of the Demon Saint was set up by the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan in the old days, so the Nine-Infant Demon Saint must be the remnant of the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan, right? "

The pupils of Jiuying Yaosheng shrank slightly, and said lightly: "So what?"