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The Nine Netherworld is vast and boundless, and it is also a part of the prehistoric world. There is no man's land in it, and there is great terror.
And the real ruler of the underworld is Empress Houtu, who is also a saint. All the five ghost emperors under her banner are quasi-sages, and their fighting power is terrifying.
The Central Ghost Emperor wore a fluttering black fairy dress, a black silk shawl, and a heroic look between his brows.
She stretched out her plain white hand, squeezed Chi Jingzi's arm holding the yin and yang mirror, and swept it hard.
In an instant, the black beam of light blasted by the yin and yang mirror swept across the entire world with a radius of 365 degrees.
More than a dozen quasi-sages had no time to react in the future, and were directly sent into reincarnation by the black beam of light.
"No!!"
The miserable voice was still in my ears, but those people disappeared without a trace.
"Boom!"
With a slap on Chi Jingzi's face, this one of the prestigious Twelve Golden Immortals spurted blood from his mouth and nose and flew out on the spot.
"Boom!"
However, in front of Jiuxiao Mountain, Bu Feifan took advantage of this opportunity and finally took out the Fuxiqin, the spiritual treasure of merit.
He plucked the strings hard, and the heavenly-level piano skills turned into sound waves, knocking up all the incoming treasures, and shattering the many beams of destruction that came from the bombardment.
In a flash, the Central Ghost Emperor reappeared beside Bu Feifan.
"The next step is extraordinary, I have seen the ghost emperor!"
Bu Feifan hugged Fuxiqin with one hand, put his other hand on his stomach, and bowed deeply.
"That girl Qingyao asked me to save you, you don't have to thank me, as long as you treat her well in the future!"
The central ghost emperor looked at Bu Feifan, and nodded his head in admiration. It seemed that his disciple's vision was not bad, and he was very good. At least she, as a master, liked Bu Feifan very much.
"Qing Yao?!"
There was a gentle smile on the corner of Bu Feifan's mouth. That little girl really tried her best for herself. If she is alive this time, she should take the time to visit her.
"Central ghost emperor, your hands in the underworld are too long, you have reached here?!"
The sudden appearance of the Central Ghost Emperor threw the entire group into disarray.
You must know that among the five ghost emperors, only the central ghost emperor has the highest realm, so he can take that step at any time to become a quasi-sage king of a half-step saint, and he is deeply loved by the Empress of Houtu.
"Bu Feifei is my apprentice's husband-in-law, old man Xuandu, if you are sensible, hurry up and take your people away!"
The sudden appearance of the central ghost emperor stopped the fighting on the Confucian side. Fu Nian, Yan Hui, and Mencius all looked over.
"I didn't expect Bu Feifan to have such a backing!" Fu Nian said in surprise.
"The great prosperity of Confucianism depends on this. Fortunately, we made a move at the most critical moment. Otherwise, it would not be a timely help, but a icing on the cake!" Yan Hui said happily.
The more than two million creatures who watched were also very surprised.
It's just that Bu Feifan's own talent is the best in the past and present, and with such a backing, it is not easy for Bu Feifan to dare to compete with the three religions of Zen and Taoism.
"Central Ghost Emperor, all your clan members are dead. If it wasn't for Empress Empress to protect you, do you think you can live to this day?!"
Grand Master Xuandu's words are puns, only the Central Ghost Emperor can understand, and the rest of the people are stunned.
The central ghost emperor was one of the twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan a long time ago!
The witch clan was transformed from the physical body that died of exhaustion after Pangu opened the sky. The twelve ancestor witches were born with supernatural powers, and a pair of fists could smash the sky and the earth. No one in this world can be stronger than them physically.
In the ancient era, the war between the witch clan and the monster clan almost shattered the prehistoric world. Later, it was the era of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors. After that, the monster clan showed weakness, and the witch clan disappeared. It was once extinct and disappeared in the torrent of history.
The central ghost emperor also has a little-known identity, which is the Xuanming ancestor witch, one of the twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan in the past.
When she was in the prehistoric world, calling the wind and the rain, it is estimated that except for a few old monsters of the Great Master Xuandu, the rest of the quasi-sages have not yet been born from their mother's womb.
"Don't use your mother to oppress me. What Taoism has done has been tainted with great karma. Are you afraid that the young man next to me will have a big liquidation with you in the future?!"
The central ghost emperor sneered, mocked and threatened, and was not afraid of the Great Master Xuandu at all.
If you really want to count seniority, she Xuanming is much older than the Great Master Xuandu.
She is one-twelfth of Pangu's physical body, so it can be said that?Taoist Taiqing sage Lao Tzu, the master of Tongtian, and the original Tianzun are of the same generation.
It's a pity that even though they were transformed into Pangu's physical body, the twelve of them failed to prove the Tao, and they just had boundless magic power. In terms of realm, they can't be compared with saints at all.
On the contrary, the Twelve Capitals of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, which are powerful enough to make the saint concentrate, claim to be able to destroy the prehistoric land.
"Okay, okay, what a central ghost emperor, today I will kill Bu Feifan, and speaking of liquidation, after this war, our Taoists will find you in the underworld to liquidate!"
Grand Master Xuandu was extremely angry. He waved the firework flag off the ground. As the leader, he led a dozen quasi-sages towards Bu Feifan and the central ghost emperor.
And the red sperm with hot cheeks, under the protection of Daoist Taiyi, activated the yin and yang mirror, and shot a white light representing life into the void, trying to fish out the dozen or so quasi-sages who had been driven into reincarnation.
"Boom!"
Jiuxiao Mountain, the mountain is no longer there, only the chaotic small world left after being ravaged by the saint robbery.
The Heavenly Dao silkworm cocoon is still spinning slowly, and with the sound of clicking, there are more and more cracks on it. Long Qiuxue's cocoon is almost over, and she can break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly at any time, becoming one of the saints in the heavens.
Everything in the small world could not escape the eyes of the dozens of quasi-sages present, and the Great Master Xuandu felt the chills blowing out of his spine.
If Long Qiuxue really became a saint, let alone the three innate spiritual treasures in his hands, even the body protection of the Taiji diagram would not work.
The saints have already integrated into the way of heaven. As long as the way of heaven lasts forever, they can live forever, immortal and immortal. They kill a quasi-sage, even if it is the pinnacle of a quasi-sage, it is only a matter of slap.
In their eyes, half-step saints are considered opponents that can be seen. Only false saints and the same level can compete with them. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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