"Wu Clan Houtu begged to see Brother Mosquito Dao, Brother Fang Dao. ”

Just when Nuwa went to open up the world in the inner chaos, and the others were busy watching the ceremony.

Houtu quietly came to the range of the sea of blood.

"Hehe, my sea of blood is very lively, first Nuwa, and now even Houtu is here. ”

In the wilderness, no matter what kind of person you are, if you want to say who the most powerful male fairy is, I am afraid it is difficult to have a public opinion, but the most powerful female fairy is unsurpassed by Nuwa and Houtu.

Nuwa is the only one among the fairies who has become a saint, although Houtu has not been sanctified, but incarnated in reincarnation, in the underworld, even the saint has to retreat, and Hongjun must also call a Taoist friend when he meets him.

Coupled with the relationship between the two lich clans, the two can be described as bright for a while.

Just like Nuwa's arrival before, Fang Qingshan had already noticed it as soon as Houtu entered the range of the Blood Sea.

"Now that even Sanqing has not been sanctified, I'm afraid it's too early to reincarnate after the earth!"

Fang Qingshan raised his eyebrows, thinking that Houtu was about to turn into reincarnation, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious in his heart.

However, compared to Nuwa, Fang Qingshan has a lot of respect for Houtu.

Although the purpose of reincarnation is not pure, compared with Nuwa, who uses the human race as a tool, Houtu's character is obviously much higher.

At least in terms of results, it is to let the earth come out and let the soul rest somewhat.

It is no wonder that the reincarnation of post-earth transformation is much greater than the merit of Nuwa's creation of people, and it is the greatest merit creation since the opening of Pangu.

Moreover, the demon clan is secretly plotting against itself, but the witch clan has no grudge against him in the past. There is no enmity in recent days.

Therefore, as soon as Houtu spoke, Fang Qingshan and the mosquito Dao people opened the Blood Sea Great Array and greeted them.

Airplanes!

The sea of blood array opened widely, and what surprised people was that the scene that should have been a bloody wave, the undead roaring, and the raging karma did not appear, and she didn't know that she thought she had come to the famous cave blessed land in the wilderness, and she couldn't help but widen her eyes.

But I can see that the mountains are surrounded by water, the aura is like rain, the moon hides the sun, and the clouds are swallowed and the clouds are spit out. There are green pines reflecting the sun, golden lotus condensing incense, jade rabbits running, and Dapeng with the wind.

The auspicious light rises, layer upon layer, the ground is paved with mist, and all kinds of incredible scenes are transformed, the goddess scatters flowers, the immortals ride the deer, the fishing boat sings at night, and the mountains and rivers flow.

It is really a blessed land of gods, a cave man.

A divine bridge flew out of the sea of blood and landed at the foot of Houtu,

"There are friends from afar, and I am very happy, and I invite you to do the same thing. ”

Fang Qingshan's voice came out.

Seeing this, Houtu did not hesitate at all, and stepped on the divine bridge, and in an instant, he entered the sea of blood.

In the blink of an eye, he came to a cave in the sky, but he saw the wisps of auspicious light and rui qi hanging down from the void, winding into golden lanterns and jingling.

The mountains are undulating, dotted with rivers, streams and lakes.

Sporadicly dotted with the golden palace jade que, Tianyu Qionglou, the corridor waist manhui, the eaves teeth are high peck, each hugging the terrain, intrigue.

There are strange flowers and plants, and the green pines and cypresses are evergreen.

"I don't want the sinister place of the legendary Sea of Blood to be such a scene, and sure enough, seeing is believing, hearing is false, which is an eye-opener for Houtu. ”

Houtu followed Fang Qingshan all the way, and couldn't help but sigh with heartfelt emotion.

In fact, it is normal for people to yearn for beauty, whether it is Buddha, demon, demon, Tao. Even if Wu admires the nature of heaven and earth and doesn't like finesse, he won't be willing to stay in a filthy place, the mosquito man is okay, he was born in the sea of blood after all, but Fang Qingshan is unwilling.

Every day, I see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and what I hear is the howl of ghosts and wolves. Isn't this self-inflicted?

In the past, I was either in retreat, or busy with other things, and stayed in the Blood Sea Hall, but I didn't have much feeling.

Now that his cultivation has broken through, as soon as he is idle, Fang Qingshan can't stand it anymore, so he directly opens up a cave in the sea of blood.

"This sea of blood seems to have a chance for me. ”

However, in the amazement, there was a throbbing in Houtu's heart for no reason, it seemed that there was a very important thing for him, but I don't know why, it always seemed to be covered by a layer of clouds and mist, making people look at flowers in the fog and look at the moon in the water, not really.

In fact, there is less time, no opportunity, and no one to guide you, so the matter of reincarnation is not yet possible.

However, when Fang Qingshan saw the appearance of Houtu, the doubts in his heart deepened,

"Is it really about reincarnation?"

Entering the Blood Sea Cave Sky, the guests of honor sat down and exchanged pleasantries for a while.

"You..."

"I..."

The two didn't want to speak in unison, and looked at each other and smiled.

Fang Qingshan originally wanted to test whether Houtu was going to be reincarnated. Then Tu had already suppressed her throbbing thoughts, and she had not forgotten the true purpose of coming to the sea of blood this time.

"Daoyou are guests from afar, or Daoyou will talk about it first!"

Fang Qingshan said with a smile,

"It's fine. ”

Although Houtu has a much kinder personality than other ancestral witches, he is an ancestral witch in the end, and he likes to go straight to the point, and he directly explains his intentions.

"That's right, on behalf of the Wu Clan, I want to form an alliance with Dao Friends to deal with the Demon Clan, Nuwa. ”

"I see!"

After listening to Houtu's words, Fang Qingshan suddenly realized.

He said that it was not yet time to reincarnate, and it turned out that the Wu clan wanted to form an alliance with him.

"My Wu clan does not respect the Tao, does not respect the heavens, does not fear the earth, does not worship Hongjun, looks at the world, is almost completely isolated, and Taoist friends are almost the enemy of the world because of the treasure, we have the same experience, can be described as natural allies. ”

"And my Wu clan is the blood of Pangu, and the sea of blood is the blood of the navel of the father, and we can count it as having the same blood. ”

"The most important thing is that the demon clan and my Wu clan are incompatible, and the demon clan has to calculate and deal with Taoist friends, Nuwa is the saint of the demon clan, born to stand on the side of the demon clan, and is the number one enemy of my witch clan, and Nuwa has become holy but has not returned to Qiankun Ding until now, her mind can be said to be clear at a glance. ”

......

Seeing Fang Qingshan's abrupt look, Hou Tu didn't know what he thought, but he didn't think much about it, but said the premise and necessity of the alliance very sincerely, and then looked at Fang Qingshan and the mosquito Dao humane,

"Although I know that there is no shortage of treasures for Taoist friends, but in order to show sincerity, my Wu clan has also prepared a generous gift. ”

As he spoke, Hou Tuyi took out a tray with his backhand and covered it with a thin gaule.

Lifting the tulle, a fierce aura rushed towards him.

Fang Qingshan and Mosquito Daoren, who were originally careless, sat up straight in an instant, staring at the things on the tray with blazing eyes.

But I saw a black and white gourd lying on it, which looked very broken.

Although this thing was broken, it seemed that it would be shattered if he was not careful, but no one dared to underestimate his existence, in terms of aura, compared to the top-level innate spirit treasure purple gold gourd that Fang Qingshan had ever seen, the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife was even better, and on it, Fang Qingshan even sensed the same aura as the Thunder Flag.