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However, Zhonghuang is located in the center of the prehistoric, where many forces are entrenched, and the strongest are the most.
Now that the great era is coming, more strong men and young kings began to come to Zhonghuang, trying to use Zhonghuang as their own proving ground and prepare for their own struggle.
For a while, the desert was chaotic, and it became a battleground for many forces and Gaiden's feast. The strong were like a cloud, and the situation intensified.
The wind whistled, the weather turned cold, only the echo of the wind whistling was heard, and the atmosphere was desolate.
Bu Feifan walked on the official road, dressed in white, with long hair shawl, black and straight, handsome face, handsome and handsome.
He held a jade flute made of green bamboo in his hand, with an outstanding temperament, like a weak Confucian scholar.
And just before Bu Feifan retreated in the Dimensional Sumeru Ring, that is, some time before the battle between Jin Chanzi and the black robe guardian.
There was a young man with purple clothes and silver hair who set foot in the underworld.
This person's status seems to be quite noble, and he went straight to Huangquan Road for a while, stepped over Wild Dog Ridge, entered Yan Luo Palace, walked through Naihejiao, and no one dared to stop Nuoda Difu, and finally appeared in a dark underworld.
At this moment, a woman appeared in front of him.
The silver-haired young man stared at the woman who appeared.
"Pluto Chacha?"
The woman has a beautiful appearance, blocking the silver-haired man, her eyes are a bit unfriendly.
"Emperor Donghua, the majestic master of the southern heaven, why are you coming to my underworld?"
The silver-haired man smiled, "Since Donghua is here, he has something important to do, and I hope Miss Chacha will introduce me to Empress Houtu."
This man is none other than Emperor Donghua.
"You want to see Empress Houtu?"
Chacha's expression became a little dignified. The Southern Heavenly Court is a power of the demon clan, and its relationship with the underworld has always been well established.
But if Donghua wants to see Empress Empress Dowager, it is up to her to decide. Although it is a little strange why Donghua sees Empress Empress Dowager, Chacha no longer hinders her.
Soon Chacha brought Emperor Donghua to Empress Houtu's dojo. The saint's aura cannot be guessed, nor can he look directly at it. This is tantamount to offending the majesty of the saint.
Wearing a black gauze, Empress Houtu sat on a tall cloud bed, condescending, with a commanding voice.
"Donghua, I heard you want to see me?"
"Yes, Empress Houtu."
Donghua behaved extremely modestly and did not raise his head. This is too offensive to the saint. If he offends the saint, not only will the purpose of this trip not be achieved, but it may also lead to even greater disadvantages.
"What's the matter?"
Empress Dowager Hou Tu couldn't hear any emotions in her voice.
But Donghua didn't care, and went straight to the point.
"Donghua would like to ask the empress to use the Six Paths of Reincarnation to help gather the soul brand of Di Jun, the demon emperor of my demon race."
Donghua said neither humble nor overbearing.
"Gather the soul brand of Dijun?"
On the cloud bed, Empress Houtu's eyes flashed.
Even Pluto Chacha, who was standing next to Donghua below, had strange eyes.
As we all know, in the ancient lich war, the two clans of lich were mortal enemies to each other. It can be said that the fall of the twelve ancestor witches and the demon emperor Di Jun was triggered by the war of lich.
But now Emperor Donghua, who is the co-lord of the demon clan in the Southern Heavenly Court, came to ask for help from one of the former Twelve Ancestral Witches, and Empress Houtu came to help him gather the soul brand of the demon emperor Dijun. This is too ridiculous!
Chacha sneered in her heart.
But Empress Houtu didn't have the attitude that Chacha thought, not only did she not nod, nor did she refuse.
Chacha is a bit strange.
At this moment, Empress Houtu's coercive voice came again from the tall cloud bed.
"Even with the help of me and Six Paths of Samsara to gather Emperor Jun's soul imprint, the price paid is still huge beyond imagination. This is not something you can decide. It seems that you are just a spokesperson, and it should be behind you. command of the people!"
"Hou Tu Niang Niang has eyes." Dong Hua said modestly.
"Um."
Empress Houtu nodded, "But why does the person behind you think I will help him?"
At this time, Donghua raised his head, looked straight ahead, and said loudly: "As a price, we will pay the secret magic treasure from the last era and do it ourselves to help Empress Houtu revive the Twelve Ancestral Witches."
"What?"
Empress Hou Tu was shocked, "A secret magic treasure from the ancient era?"
? The ancient era is related to the prehistoric world.Mysteries, legends are related to disasters, but now Donghua has revealed the news of the secret treasures of the ancient era, which is too shocking.
"We are very sincere and can show our sincerity now."
Donghua said with a smile: "Look, ma'am, this is the treasure of the secret magic of the ancient era."
A ray of light appeared in Donghua's hand, and the divine light in that ray was introverted, as if a world was ups and downs.
The immeasurable and vast aura is constantly stirring.
Empress Hou Tu was moved.
"The person behind you is really very courageous, just let you give me the treasure of the secret method dating from ancient times, what if I refuse?" Empress Houtu asked in surprise.
"Your Majesty can't refuse,"
Donghua smiled, as if he was very sure about the negotiation.
"The conditions for resurrecting the Twelve Ancestral Witches are harsh. Even with the treasures of secret magic from the ancient era, as well as the treasures accumulated by the empress, and her own strength, it is still difficult to resurrect the Twelve Ancestral Witches. But with our help, it will be different. .¡±
"You told the truth." Empress Houtu sighed.
"Leave the secret magic treasure from the ancient era!"
"Your Majesty agrees?" Donghua said pleasantly.
Empress Hou Tu didn't say a word, but the meaning was expressed correctly.
Donghua immediately let go of his control, and the treasure of the ancient chronology secret method immediately flew up to the cloud bed.
At the same time, the six realms of reincarnation vibrated, and with the unfolding of the sage's methods, the endless avenues of aura rose and fell, the boundless dao rhymes flowed, and the chains of order were looming, which was really a big shock.
"Is this the means of a saint?"
Donghua was fascinated by what he saw, and the shock in his eyes lingered for a long time.
At this time, the endless rays of light scattered, and the entire space of the underworld vibrated. It seemed that under the power of the saint, something was pulled over. They were countless soul fragments. Together.
Soon a vague soul appeared in the underworld, but the whole soul was very weak and seemed to disappear at any time.
"Also please help me." Donghua said immediately.
"Um."
Empress Houtu gave a soft hum, and immediately moved her white and slender wrist, a wave of saintly power washed over her, and her soul was instantly clear.
But the eyes of the soul are still confused.
Soon, the power of the sage arrived, pulling the soul into the six circles of reincarnation.
The vision disappeared, and Emperor Donghua showed a smile on his face, secretly thinking that the trip was finally smooth.
At this moment, Empress Houtu's weary voice came.
"Your goal has been achieved, but don't forget your promise."
Donghua immediately straightened his expression, and said: "Of course, in today's world of great strife, the unity of all worlds, and unprecedented turmoil in the wild, in the face of the great catastrophe, the Lich and Demon clans can naturally abandon their old and old grievances. Get ready, when the time comes to revive the Twelve Ancestral Witches, just let us know, and we will come to help you.¡± (Remember this site¡¯s website: 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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