The Strongest Virtuous Saint in the Great Antiquity

This underworld is a big cake. Everyone wants to share a few bites. Among them, the saints are still guilty. Songyun has divided the shares of the other saints. Mind, certainly will not give up.

Instead of letting this insidious guy stumble behind his back, it's better to be generous and give them something. At least, put their Western religion on the bright side.

And in the future, if they are insatiable and greedy to cross the border, Song Yun's shot will even count as a lot of cause and effect, because they are the ones who don't abide by the rules of the game first.

Looking at Old Ancestor Ming He's thoughtful look, Song Yun added: "Nowadays, the underworld factions are intricate and complicated, it is not easy for his Western religion to develop and absorb followers, not to mention the vicious gods who can linger near Yinshan Mountain. Ghosts are hard to tame. He Western religion is willing to gnaw on this hard bone, so let them gnaw it. It just needs Taoist Styx to try his best to restrain the Ashura sect, and don't let them cross too much.  … ."

Old Ancestor Ming He nodded slowly. Although the Western Sect planted a flag on his doorstep, it would still attract a lot of his followers, but if you think about it from a different perspective, this is not a time for his Ashura followers. The test just eliminates those who are not determined.

Moreover, as Song Yun said, an enemy who is on the bright side is definitely much easier to deal with than an enemy who is lying in ambush.

Thinking of this, Old Ancestor Ming He also showed a stiff smile and said, "Good, Fellow Daoist Songyun really has no plans."

Hearing this, Song Yun smiled humbly: "Daoyou Minghe praised it."

At this moment, the Witch Clan finally sent someone over, and it was the same, as one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and at the time of the Lich War, they suddenly made the decision to incarnate and reincarnate. If the Witch Clan did not send them If people come to ask one or two, there must be a problem.

The person who came to find peace this time was the extra corpse arranged by Di Jiang, and he did not bring anyone else on this trip, just him.

"Lady girl!!"

Seeing Pingxin's sad face, she couldn't help but exclaimed distressedly and ran to her.

"Brother."

She was happy to see her relatives, but then she thought that in this Lich War, she would have no way to take action, and she would not even be able to leave the underworld for half a step in the future.

Seeing this, Nuwa went straight to 5.7 and said to Song Yun, "This is the case, so I'll leave."

Song Yun nodded and said, "Congratulations to send off the empress."

Nuwa heard the words and said with a charming smile: "Poor mouth!"

But he didn't say much, got up and flew to thirty-three days away. Hong Yun and Kunpeng also said goodbye to Song Yun and left here.

Ancestor Ming He felt that he should have nothing to do here, so he left first.

For a while, there were no other people around Songyun, but after the corpse and Ping were out of their minds, they turned to look at Songyun with bad eyes and said: "Wu that Daoist Songyun! Why did you encourage my sister to reincarnate and never leave the underworld?!"

That look, as if Song Yun didn't answer well, he would shoot directly. .

Chapter [-] You are willing to call Nuwa a girl, but you are not willing to call me peace?

】 Chapter [-] You are willing to call Nuwa a girl, but you are not willing to call me peace?Chapter [-]: You are willing to call Nuwa a girl, but you are not willing to call me peace? Faced with the questioning of the corpse, Song Yun smiled indifferently and said: "Zu Wu's remarks are absurd. This time, the poor way is to help your Wu clan. How can you say that the poor way seems to kill your Wu clan?"

"Is not it?!"

She Bi Zhe asked a little excitedly.

"Brother."

At this time, Ping Xin suddenly stopped She Bi Shi, and in the suspicious eyes of She Bi Shi, she said sadly: "Brother, this behavior of Ping Xin has nothing to do with Taoist Songyun."

"Sister, how long is it, you are still protecting him? Are you and him really like what Sister Xuanming said, can't you have an affair?!"

This guy, Shebishi, is usually calm, but when he gets excited, he is bald at everything.

After hearing this, Song Yun's face turned crimson, and Song Yun's eyes widened.

"This Xuan Ming is also a gossip lover? There is still such a guess?!"

Song Yun thought unbelievably in his heart that although Ping Xin was very beautiful and had a good personality, Song Yun had never thought of it this way.

14 After being surprised for a while, Ping Xin shouted to She Bi Zhe, "Brother! What nonsense are you talking about?!"

After she said the words, she knew that she had said something wrong. Seeing her calm and angry look, she quickly apologized: "It's me or not, I shouldn't talk nonsense, it's just a girl, why are you here? Leave us at the critical moment!"

Seeing the grief-stricken appearance of the corpse, Pingxin also dispelled his anger, and at the same time felt a little guilty in his heart.

But she still said: "Brother doesn't know something, the girl's body is reincarnated, which is a mortal situation, how can I think that the mercy of heaven has given me a new life, and I have a primordial spirit, but this time I saw something I had never seen before. many things, including the beginning and end of this Lich War."

After a pause, Ping Xin said: "In this Lich war, no matter whether it is the witch clan or the demon clan, they are not the winners. The two lich clans are too strong and they are not self-controlled. Tranquility, countless deaths and injuries, created boundless karma, destined to be abandoned by heaven. This time I incarnate in reincarnation, it is with the merits of reincarnation and the luck of the underworld to offset the karma created by my witch clan and win for the witch clan That last chance."

Listening to Pingxin's bitter explanation, Shebi's corpse was stunned in the same place, and after a long while, she looked at Pingxin in disbelief and said, "Sister, you are saying that in this battle against the lich, my witch clan will be defeated. ?!"

Seeing that this guy didn't hear the main point, and only cared about whether the Witch Clan would lose, Song Yun said speechlessly: "Shebi Zombie Witch, didn't you hear what Empress Pingxin said? It's not that you Witch Clan will lose. , but your witch clan and demon clan will be defeated."

Song Yun's words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and he was overwhelmed by the beating of the corpse.

Seeing that the corpse was like this, I couldn't bear it, so I had to persuade: "Brother, the matter of peace has come to an end and can't be undone, and the most urgent thing, brother, hurry back to the Wu clan, inform Brother Dijiang, and prepare for my Wu clan in advance. Let's go, if the brothers don't give up, you can send some clansmen to enter the underworld in advance to fill the ghost soldiers and continue to gain luck."

Ping Xin gave a solution that was not a solution, and Song Yun nodded at the side. This can indeed extend the luck of the Wu clan a little bit, which is better than dying all at once, right?

Moreover, if the underworld wants to function normally, it does need a lot of ghost soldiers, so even if Songyun and Pangu are completely eliminated, they will not stop Pingxin from doing this.

At the moment, Shebishi only felt that his head was in a mess, so he didn't really think about the future of the Wu clan, he just smiled bitterly: "Sister, I'm in a mess, I don't know what to do, I want to make peace with the Hui clan first. Brothers discuss it."

He nodded calmly and said, "So, brother, let's go back."

Shebishi nodded, and then turned to look at Song Yun. From his eyes, Song Yun saw alienation, vigilance and a trace of disgust.

Song Yun smiled indifferently. This time, he and Pangu have disappeared because of the cause and effect, and he has no connection with the Wu clan anymore. Whether the Wu clan is good or bad to himself has little influence on Song Yun.

Song Yun's mind has always been on the human race.

After watching the corpse leave, Song Yun smiled and said to Pingxin: "Miss Pingxin, if there is nothing else, I will go to the underworld to help Emperor Fengdu handle some affairs."

After listening to Song Yun's words, he nodded calmly. Now that the underworld has just been established, many functions are not perfect, and it is indeed impossible to be a master of the hand.