C663 We want to hear snow white
C663 We want to hear snow white
"As long as the two Saints are able to protect my Witch Clan lineage, that sentence can agree to the two Saints' request on behalf of the entire Witch Clan. After the destruction of the Heavenly Court's Demon Clan, my Witch Clan will all belong to the Western Sect, and I will take the two Saints as my Sect Leaders!"
"Deal!" Zenith chuckled.
This was the effect of the Quasi-summary. This transaction would not result in any loss or loss. They were merely fighting, even if they failed, their Witch Clan would go extinct and they would have nothing to do with the west. Therefore, it would be a very happy thing to build it. After Xuan Ming and Gong Gong left, he held the buddhist flower in his hand and asked, "What are the chances of us winning?"
The guide smiled bitterly and said, "No chance at all!"
"Why?" he asked.
"Because Nuwa will interfere? I won't just sit back and do nothing." I will intervene, and so will Yuanshi. More importantly, that person from the North Sea would intervene. We can only say that it would be better to wait and see. If he could save one, then so be it. If he couldn't, then forget it. Under the heavens, Witch Clan will definitely be destroyed. Does junior brother dare to block the might of the heavens? "
"This ?" He drew a line in the air and stopped talking.
At the foot of Mount Kunlun, Gonggong asked, "Sister Xuanming, what are your chances of winning?"
Xuan Ming laughed bitterly and said, "I shall leave it to fate! When that time comes, we'll have to see how boss and Big Brother Xian Mang are progressing. It's really too difficult for these ants to fight with the heavens for the chance to survive! "
Clearly, Xuanming and Gonggong had already visited the Hollow Jade Temple at Mount Kunlun. Yuan Yuan also gave them some requests. The era of the Four Major Sects fighting for the right to set off had already begun. However, they seemed to have found the wrong target. Luck, luck, only the Human Clan was the true luck, why bother finding a clan that was about to be exterminated and fighting for it?
However, the saints were just having fun. It was the same at the beginning. If no one came to his door, wouldn't it mean that he was too useless? Only then would he be able to show the dignity of a saint, and make up for the damage that Chen Yuyang had done to his young heart.
At this moment, in the Biyou Palace on the east sea's Golden ao Island, Tongtian, still looked as handsome and handsome as before. He wore a purple robe, had a jug of wine on the table, and had four Immortal Slaying Swords. Beside Tongtian's body, the Virgin stood there quietly, staring at her Master.
One had to know that Tong Tian could be considered the most handsome among the Saints, and it was rare for him to love the world as well. Therefore, after forming the Prehistoric Land, countless female demons would come to Golden Away Island to observe the opening ceremony of the Heavenly Sage. Actually, hearing the words were false, it was more accurate to see the white horse of the Great Desolate Era like this.
As a disciple, there was no exception to being a saint. She could be said to be an admirer of the heavens, or in her heart, the heavens were no longer as simple as Master. In Jinao Island, after experiencing the influence of the heavenly thoughts, the worship of the heavenly images had already reached a crazy level.
Regardless of whether they were drinking wine or preaching, in her eyes, all of them blossomed with a dazzling radiance.
The jug of wine was empty. The Goddess of Mercy immediately refilled her cup and rolled her beautiful eyes, but didn't say anything. In terms of Prehistoric Land, there were many beauties, especially the beauties of Demon Clan. The Virgin Mary was one of them. She was dressed in gauze and thin clothes, giving off a light green glow. Her slender fingers were like jade onions.
Tongtian tsk-tsk. As a saint, he naturally knew what his disciples were thinking. However, he didn't call them out. He only said, "How many years have you been at my Golden Ascension Island?"
The Great Saint immediately put down her wine jug and said: "It's already been ten thousand years since we returned to Master!"
Tong Tian nodded and sighed, saying, "Ten thousand years, ten thousand years, it will disappear in the blink of an eye. The life of a saint is too boring! "
Goddess Wudang's face immediately turned red, and he stuttered: Master, is there something you should say?
"Little girl, go ahead!" Tong Tian gave a faint smile. He picked up the wine pot and gulped it down. "If Master feels that this saint's life is boring, why don't you find a master lady for us disciples? Does this allow you to pass this boring time? "
Tong Tian laughed out loud, and said: "Little girl, you dare to make fun of Master, are you tired of living?!"
The Goddess of Mercy immediately knelt on the ground and said: "Please calm your anger Master, please calm your anger Master!"
He touched his smooth chin and said, "Stand up, stand up! What's the point of joking? " As he spoke, he stood up and walked step by step to the front of Roaming Jade Temple. Looking at the overcast skies, he muttered to himself, "You guys keep making trouble. It's not fun if you don't like it. It's not lively if you don't make a ruckus!"
He paused for a moment before continuing, "Are you all Great Desolate Saints? What kind of saints are you? What could they do about it? But it's still all in vain, all in vain! "
Tongtian's words were true, as he was in a hurry to get to the bottom of this. Before the Lich War, no matter how busy he was, there wouldn't be any results. This was a gamble with no chance of victory. So what if it was a wise move, Witch Clan was a race that had to die, without the slightest chance of survival.
However, it was also very lively for the saints to come and take care of it. This caused the Heavenly Secrets to be even more hidden. This way, regardless of whether it was Witch Clan or not, they would have to consider it over and over again before making a move, taking into account the worst case scenario, moreover, there was only a slim chance of survival. This battle was simply a thankless task.
However, in the Heavenly Dao, he knew that he had to work hard in order to gain the favor, so what could he do? Everything had to follow the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao.
Within the imperial palace of the Nuwa Alliance. Mother Nuwa was seated on a chair, dressed in a long pink robe, her eyes swiveling. As for Eastern Emperor's Tai Yi and Kun Peng, they stood there very respectfully. Both of them were sizing up this legendary beauty from the Great Wasteland world, their hearts each having a score of nine.
Condensed Fats seemed to be a character from a poem or painting. Picking up the plum on the plate beside him, she parted her lips and slowly said, "Eastern Emperor, Demon Master, I already know what you two mean. Lich wars are hard to avoid, but by then, even if I make my move, it will be hard to say who will win!"
The Eastern Emperor hurriedly took a step forward and said respectfully, "As long as the Empress takes action, everything will have a good ending!"
The Demon Master Kun Peng also flattered, "The Empress is my Demon Clan Saint. As long as the Empress makes a move, those clowns with Witch Clan will naturally disappear like smoke into thin air.
A cold smile suddenly appeared on Nuwa's face as she said, "Demon master, there's no need to boast like this in front of me. I know what I'm doing. "The saints in this world are not my family, so when the time comes, I will have to let them off easy."
Eating the green plum in his mouth, Nuwa said as his starry eyes stared fixedly at Eastern Emperor Tai Yi, "Tai Yi, as the Emperor of Demon Clan, you and Di Jun should know what will happen after the Lich War! So, in the future, no matter what kind of grand undertaking Demon Clan is going to be, for thousands of generations, don't even think about it! "
The Kun Peng was shocked, but Tai Yi nodded his head fiercely. "That is something I naturally know. royal brother and I do not need the Demon Clan and heaven to continue to exist, but we definitely need to preserve the foundation of our Demon Clan. At the very least, we cannot become the target of slaughter for our Human Clan in the future! "
"It is good that you know this." He gazed into the distance and said leisurely: "There are quite a lot of Demon Clan in the North Sea. Even if Senior Brother Tong Tian sits on Golden Slope Island, it will also be a resting place for my Demon Clan. My relationship with Fellow Daoist Qingyang and Senior Brother Tongtian is quite good, so naturally, I will guarantee your safety! "
Grand Elder Eastern Emperor and Kun Peng immediately said in a low voice, "Many thanks to esteemed wangfei for your love, many thanks esteemed wangfei for your love!"
Nuwa waved her hand, saying, "I'm a bit tired. You can all leave now!" Soon, the Eastern Emperor, the Grand Tutor, and the Maguspriest, the Roc, left the Nuwa Palace. However, when they saw Nuwa's slightly distracted look, a hint of a smile instantly appeared on the Eastern Emperor's face. He thought to himself, "This kid, Little Ten, is truly amazing. He actually made Saint Nuwa's face change whenever she thinks of him. She can't help but reveal the look of a little girl.
However, the Grand Elder of Eastern Emperor didn't dare to make fun of Nuwa in front of his, and could only laugh to himself. The outcome of the Lich War was clear to him. Therefore, he wasn't surprised when Nuwa mentioned it. Instead, there was a plot that was stuck in the Kun Peng's heart.
After leaving the Nuwa Imperial Palace, the Kun Peng looked towards the Eastern Emperor with a slightly puzzled expression, "Eastern Emperor, I don't really understand the words that the Empress just said!"
Eastern Emperor chuckled and said, "You'll understand slowly!"
The Kun Peng was still groping its head and said, "The Empress said that the Demon Clan is no longer in the Heavenly Court. What exactly does this mean? In this battle, my Demon Clan was bound to win, so why, why did the Empress say such a thing? "
Eastern Emperor gave a bitter smile and said, "Kun Peng, when it lives under this heavenly law, how can there be such a saying that it will definitely win. All of this was planned by the heavens. " The Eastern Emperor shook his head and continued, "The Human Clan of the Heavenly Dao is flourishing. Since it is flourishing, then our Demon Clan will no longer exist in the Heavenly Court. The Heavenly Court needs someone else to manage it! "
"How can this be?" The Kun Peng hurriedly said.
Eastern Emperor laughed, "Even if it doesn't work, you still have to do it! This was destiny! It cannot be violated! "
Far away, on the way back to the Heavenly Court, Eastern Emperor Grand Yi suddenly thought of something and said, "Demon master, you can go back first! I passed by Tanggu to see my nine lovely little nephews! By the way, bring them something. When you go back, tell your royal brother that everything is under your control! "
The Kun Peng was even more confused. The Demon Clan of the Heavenly Court was about to disappear, how could he say that everything was under his control! However, the Kun Peng would never understand what Di Jun and his two great brothers were thinking. Di Jun and Tai Yi's wish was actually very simple; it was as simple as preserving the Demon Clan.
"En!" The Kun Peng increased its speed and returned to the Demon Clan Heavenly Court without even looking back.
With a smile on her face, the Eastern Emperor lady rode her cloud and quickly headed towards the Valley of Soup. In the Primordial Third Era, Demon Emperor Di Jun only had a total of nine sons. Because of an anomaly, he had already disappeared from the Primordial Second Era. The nine sons of the Demon Emperor Di Jun were born mischievous and were born with the body of the Golden Crow, so they could not control their power.
That was why the Demon Emperor Di Jun had to send them to the Valley of Tang. Tang Gu was an extremely hot place. The water in the pond was like hot soup, so it was called Tang Gu. There was a tree supporting the Tang Valley. It was not afraid of the heat or the sun, so the nine little golden crows were cultivating on top of it.