"Hmm. Yuan Shi nodded heavily, and the three of them said hello to Emperor Juntaiyi, Nuwa and others and returned to Kunlun Mountain.

Seeing Sanqing leaving, Zhun Ti also said, "Senior brother, let's go back too, right?"

Jie Yinzi nodded in response, and just wanted to cast a spell to leave, after a pause, he asked Xiao Yang next to Nuwa: "Qingyang, are you going back to Mount Meru with us, or will you stay in Heavenly Court?"

Xiao Yang was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the guide would ask him, he noticed from his own treatment after apprenticeship, that the guide didn't care much about his big disciple, anyway, he was just using the sage brand of the guide to be raised, so he didn't have any resentment and indignation about it. But now I didn't expect that the guide would actually care about him, could it be some kind of scheme? For a while, Xiao Yang's heart was full of doubts, and he was deeply guarded.

But on the face, he still replied respectfully: "The disciple has not seen his father, the queen mother, and the uncle for a long time, and today he can gather together, and the disciple wants to stay in the heavenly court for a while." ”

"Hmm. Hearing this, he only nodded his head, stopped speaking, and nodded with Zhun Ti, and in a flash of two golden lights, Zhun Ti disappeared in the same place, obviously returning to Mount Meru.

The two saints of the Sanqing and Western Empires all left, and for a while, only the demon clan itself was left outside the South Heavenly Gate of the Heavenly Court, and then all the demon clans really relaxed, and they all secretly sighed, and said in their hearts: "Finally, this Lich World War II is over, and I can still live." ”

Di Jun glanced at the people of the demon clan, and when he saw that they were secretly happy, he shook his head in his heart, secretly worried about what he would do if he clashed with the Wu clan again after three thousand years. After all, Hongjun Dao Ancestor only limited the time of three thousand years, and once these three thousand years passed, it was inevitable that there would be a war between the lichs again, and how should their demon clan deal with it then?

He was secretly worried in his heart, but there were still three thousand years for them to think of a way, and they were not in a hurry at this time, so he first let go of the worries in his heart, and said with a solemn and encouraging face: "Although our demon clan was defeated this time, you have all seen it, not only the Holy Beast White Tiger Divine Monarch is the help of our demon clan, but also Hongjun Dao Ancestor is also on our side, and we don't have to be afraid of their witch clan if we fight again, our demon clan will win." ”

Emperor Jun pulled the White Tiger and Hongjun as the banner, there was no way to do it, who said that the demon clan itself could not fight against the real body of Pangu? This can only be far-fetched, encouraging and deceiving the ordinary people of the demon clan who don't know the inside.

Obviously, the banners of the White Tiger and Hongjun are not Baila's, and the demon clansmen who were originally lifeless and secretly rejoicing are now in high spirits when they hear that the White Tiger and Hongjun are standing with them, and they are all energetic for a while, and they say in unison: "The demon clan will win!"

"The demon clan will win!"

Di Jun looked at the demon clan army that had regained a little bit of energy with satisfaction, nodded, pressed his hand, and quieted down the demon clan army, and then instructed the ten demon saints: "You have arranged all the demon clansmen, and take out a large number of treasures from the Heavenly Court Treasury to reward these clansmen who participated in the war." ”

The Ten Demon Saints responded in unison: "Obey the orders of the Emperor of Heaven. Then each commanded the army of the demon clan and arranged it in an orderly manner.

Di Jun looked at it and felt that there was nothing wrong, so he turned sideways, looked at Nuwa who was talking and laughing with Xihe, and stretched out his hand while laughing: "Niangniang, please, when we arrive at the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, we will discuss it again, the success or failure of this lich battle." ”

"Hmm. Nuwa Niangniang nodded, and did not give in, and pulled Xi He into the South Heavenly Gate by the clouds together, Xi He followed Xiao Yang, and Xiao Yang was followed by Emperor Jun Taiyi Fu Xi and others, and the group went to the Lingxiao Treasure Palace.

The desolate land, "Ahh

"Ancestral Witch!"

"Ancestral Witch!"

When Xing Tian and the released Xiangliu Jiufeng and other great witches of various tribes saw the ancestral witches who appeared in their shapes, they hurriedly ran over and were about to help up the twelve ancestral witches, but the twelve ancestral witches all waved their hands and stood up by themselves. This time, they didn't vomit blood after being hit like last time, and although Hongjun Daozu knocked them down to the heavenly court, he didn't deal a heavy hand, it was just a warning and deterrent.

The Twelve Ancestors stood up and looked up at the blue sky above their heads, what they saw was not Emperor Jun Taiyi, nor the Six Great Saints, but the Hongjun Dao Ancestor who was lying high in the Nine Heavens, pressing on their heads like a mountain, and they had no power to resist at all.

For a while, the atmosphere among the twelve ancestors and witches was solemn, and Liu Jiufeng, the minister of Xingtian, and others did not dare to speak, and lowered their heads in silence.

In the end, Xing Tian couldn't hold his breath when he saw that the ancestral witches didn't bring back Hou Yi, and he also knew that the atmosphere was not right at this time, so he muttered as quietly as possible and asked Di Jiangdao: "Ancestral witches, where are the Hou Yi brothers?

Di Jiang shook his head and was silent when he heard this, Xing Tian saw this, and looked at Houtu again, and Houtu also shook his head and did not speak. He looked at Xuan Ming again, and Xuan Ming froze his face and ignored him. He looked at the ancestors one by one, hoping that the ancestors would give a clear answer, but they were silent.

Suddenly, Xing Tian also clearly understood that Hou Yi still hadn't been rescued, and for a while, he also lowered his head and stopped asking.

"Alas, if it weren't for the intervention of Hongjun Lao Dao this time, how would those saints stop us? Then Brother Houyi would have been rescued a long time ago. Zhu Rong sighed and said aggrievedly.

Di Jiang shook his head and said with a wry smile: "You don't have to say big things, without Hongjun Dao Ancestor, even the six great saints are barely coping with it, then if Emperor Juntai repeatedly reluctantly arranges the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, and the White Tiger Divine Monarch is entangled in the siege of the five holy beasts, then it is unknown whether we can stand here so well." ”

"Hmph. ”

Zhu Rong snorted heavily unconvinced, but he also knew that what Di Jiang said was very reasonable, so he had to mutter: "Originally, we all defeated the demon clan, and Nuwa's move was still expected, but the old immortal of the white tiger, and the six great saints and even the old Hongjun Dao all came to help the demon clan, I can't figure it out, how could they help the demon clan?

Hou Tu stretched out his hand to collect the heart of Pangu suspended in the air, and said when he heard the words: "Because the six great saints feel threatened, they have joined forces to get rid of these hidden dangers of us, so that they can say the same thing in the flood wilderness in the future." ”

"Hmph, they still want to control the flood? That's really beautiful. Zhu Rong sneered.

Di Jiang shook his head, turned around, and looked at the countless Wu clansmen behind Xingtian Xiang Liu Jiufeng and the others, he just swept around, and found that there were many fewer Wu clansmen.

He looked into the distance of the battlefield, where the thick black smoke had not dissipated, the mottled and potholed earth had not recovered, and what was even more shocking was the countless corpses and rivers of blood of the demon clan and the witch clan. Seeing this scene after the war, Di Jiang couldn't help but close his eyes, and then with a flip of his left hand, a big mountain came from a distance, pressing straight on the Lich battlefield, burying the corpses of countless Lich Clans, like a huge tomb.

After doing this, Di Jiang opened his eyes, his eyes were even more firm, and there was no trace of a smile on his hard face, he said: "Let's all go back to each tribe, since Hongjun Daozu said three thousand years, then we will wait for another three thousand years." Three thousand years later, we will compete with the demon clan again. ”

His words were firm, and the Wu clansmen were magnificent, but although Xingtian next to him also responded, but the look of wanting to speak and stopping was obviously something to say, Di Jiang saw it, and guessed what he wanted to say, but it was just a matter of Hou Yi.

Di Jiang walked over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Xingtian, Hou Yi's life will not be in danger for the time being, judging from Di Jun's actions, Hou Yi will definitely stay to deal with us." It's just that Hou Yi killed Di Jun's son after all, and it is inevitable that he will have to suffer in Heavenly Court. Then he changed his words and said: "However, in the future, we will definitely be able to save Brother Houyi, he is the hero of our Wu clan, there is no doubt about it." ”

Xing Tian nodded silently, and no longer spoke, bowing his head and following behind Di Jiang.

"Go back, fight again in three thousand years!" said Di Jiang at the end.

"Fight again!"

"Fight again!"

Di Jiang looked at the dense Wu clan with a loud voice, glanced at the other eleven ancestral witches, and then nodded tacitly, and each gave an order to the great witches of their respective tribes, and led their respective tribesmen back to the tribe, and they went back to the Pangu Hall to discuss things and continue to retreat and temper the Pangu True Body, so that the Pangu True Body could be truly completed as soon as possible.

Kunlun Mountain Sanqing Palace, Sanqing abruptly sat on the top three futons, the disciples below saw this, and they were busy getting up to meet them, Taishang waved his hand to stop them, and said: "The Lich World War II is over, you don't have to be here anymore, you all go back to your respective caves to practice." ”

Taishang spoke, whether it was the Twelve Golden Immortals, or the people under the Tongtian Gate such as Duobao Dao people, they all got up one by one, lined up in two rows in order, bowed down and said, "Yes, the disciple retires." ”

"Hmm. Taishang snorted lightly, and after the disciples of Yuan Shi and Tongtian had withdrawn, he frowned, thought about it carefully, and pondered for a long time before he said: "Senior Brother Yuanshi, Senior Brother Tongtian, I am afraid that the master will no longer easily appear in the flood after three thousand years." ”

Yuan Shi Tongtian was already puzzled by this when he was in the Heavenly Court, but now that he heard Taishang say this again, he hurriedly asked, "How do you say this?"

Taishang shook his head and said: "The two junior brothers think about it, since Teacher Hongjun can easily defeat the Pangu True Body, then why do you have to start talking to the Twelve Ancestors about the conditions? That is only one reason, that is, Teacher Hongjun's cultivation has reached the most critical moment, and he can't easily deal with the Pangu True Body." ”

"But, but Teacher Hongjun didn't fight back Pangu's real body in the end, what can you say?"

Taishang stroked Bai Xu and said: "That's just that the master doesn't want to waste any more time to deal with the affairs of the two lich clans, or that there is something going on in Zixiao Palace, and the master doesn't have time to stay here for a while longer, so he neatly repelled the Wu clan, but he didn't stop, and he said a word to our disciples and went back." ”

This made Tongtian Yuan Shi even more puzzled, what happened in Zixiao Palace, so that Hongjun Dao Ancestor was so entangled? Yuan Shi Tongtian was about to ask again, Taishang shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't ask, I don't know." We have only been to Zixiao Palace three or four times, and we are all preaching places, as for what other places are, we don't know. ”

"Senior brother is saying that there are some things hidden in Zixiao Palace that we don't know, and it may even be the great secret of heaven and earth?" Yuan Shi asked after thinking for a while.

Taishang smiled: "I don't know. But when I look at the current state of the Master, I have some guesses, but I can't say. Only three thousand years later, Zixiao Palace will open again, and we will see Mr. Hongjun again, maybe we will be able to guess a little. ”

Hearing this, Yuan Shi Tongtian glanced at each other, and then, they each thought silently, thinking about what the current state of Hongjun Dao Ancestor was, thinking about what secrets were hidden in Zixiao Palace, and thinking about the dumb riddle that Taishang played, for a while, Sanqing Hall was quiet.

At this time, in the Zixiao Palace in the chaos, Hongjun Dao Ancestor was sitting cross-legged on the futon, meditating with his eyes closed, and a huge golden circle of light behind him surrounded him, but the circle of light was still incomplete, and it was a little short.

After a long time, Hongjun Dao Ancestor opened his eyes and sighed: "But it's almost time to be in the Heavenly Dao, and I will run the reincarnation of the desolation, and I will not be able to move easily after that." ”