A hand reached forward and took up the halberd. A hint of urgency flashed in the eyes of the two great witches. This is an innate spiritual treasure! But the big hand did not take the thing away, but fell towards the two witches. [Remember the domain name of this site, Taiwan Novel Network →𝓉𝓌𝓀𝒶𝓃.𝒸ℴ𝓂] "Look!" Hongyun sent the thing in front of the two witches. The two witches leaned over and stared at the thing. But the halberd trembled slightly, moving the space. Wildfire witch couldn't help but stretch out his hand and press it down, trying to grab it.
But he grabbed nothing. "How could it be..." Wildfire was stunned. This kind of innate spiritual light should be an innate spiritual treasure. But how could it be... And there is a sense of familiarity in this thing. The law of fire! Changhe witch also stretched out his hand to grab it, but also grabbed nothing. He felt something disgusting - the law of fire! "Is it really the law?" The Wildfire Great Wizard's expression changed. He looked down and looked for the wizard who reported the news among the wizards. But there were already dead and wounded everywhere below, how could he find him? "Stop!" The Wildfire Great Wizard roared angrily. The Changhe Great Wizard was also looking for the wizard, but he only saw that the wizards of his own tribe below were killed and wounded. Where is that wizard? Kunpeng and Wutian did not stay any longer and left directly. Staying here would not help at all.
And their goal had been achieved. The two characters left without causing any waves. "You have been deceived. This is transformed by someone else's law." Hongyun loosened his hand, and with a slight push of his magic power, he destroyed the war halberd transformed by the law of fire. It was just that the space rippled slightly, turning into a stream of red light and flying out. "What's going on!" The Wildfire Great Wizard's eyes were blazing. Hundreds of witches died below, but the innate spiritual treasure they fought for was fake. This was a plot! Changhe Great Witch also had a face full of anger. He was actually plotted against! "Don't fight for this thing, go back and recuperate!" Hongyun ordered again. After that, he looked at Zhen Yuanzi and turned into a light to escape forward. Zhen Yuanzi also flew away. "Changhe, how about we each leave?" Wildfire Great Witch shouted loudly. "Okay!" Changhe Great Witch had a gloomy face. How to explain when so many witches died? Wildfire Great Witch's face was not good either. Hundreds of witches died, and a war with foreign tribes was just like this. Both sides went down to pack up their men and horses, and each picked up the corpse and left. But a burst of anger was suppressed in their hearts. How to go up and tell this matter if they can't find the person who secretly plotted? For a while, the two great witches had some calculations in their hearts, but it was not easy to say it out loud. "Old friend, who do you think did this?" Hongyun still had a trace of the Law of Fire in his hand. This power is very refined. It should be from a powerful person in the quasi-saint realm.
"No ordinary powerful person of the Law of Fire can do it!" Zhenyuanzi felt it and was a little surprised. Why did this powerful person do this? What is the purpose? "The Wu clan dares to provoke, don't want to die!" "Or do you not care? Or do these people think that the Wu clan does not have the power of Yuanshen and can't calculate?" Hongyun was a little curious. The strength of the Wu clan is below the saints, and is currently second only to the demon clan Tianting. Who dares to provoke? Is it impossible to calculate when bullying the Wu clan! But Houtu has Yuanshen. This kind of thing may be a precursor to some changes. "Daoyou still have to tell the Emperor of Heaven. Once the Wu clan fights with others, it may cause a new change between heaven and earth." Zhenyuanzi thinks long-term. Don't look at it as just a little bit of movement now. But if these eleven quasi-saints start fighting among themselves and are provoked to fight against heaven and earth, the consequences may be disastrous. "That's true. I'll pass on a message." "Let's finish the task at hand first. We have just arrived at Mount Buzhou, and there is still a large part of the Western world that has not been completed." Hongyun raised his hand and grabbed a ray of spiritual light in his hand, and transmitted the matter of the fight between the two great witches into it. A ray of spiritual light flew out from his palm and flew to the sky. Mount Buzhou is located in the northwest of the prehistoric world. The two of them have already explored about 3/4 of the entire world. Only the Western world is left. Even for quasi-saints like them, they don't have the mind to think too much about such things. "Okay." Zhen Yuanzi smiled slightly. The two great masters continued to move forward. Xuanming has been in the Netherworld for more than ten years.
The speed of time here is very different from that of the prehistoric world. One or two days in the prehistoric world can pass a few years or even more than ten years here. Xuanming told Hou Tu what he wanted to say, and then he went to the outer heaven. He was going to tell Nuwa Niangniang about the gradual fusion of the Wu clan and the human race. This was actually not something the Wu clan could control. The Wu clan born from the six reincarnations were born with very powerful power. But it was not certain which race they would fall into. Sometimes they would be born by a human mother. A normal child, without any power. But as time goes by, the blood of the Wu clan in the body will be awakened. But at this time, the Wu clan has already identified with the human race. Although there will be people from the Wu clan coming to find them, most of them still choose to stay in the human race. This kind of thing can be found everywhere. Slowly, the blood and luck of the two clans are mixed together. This is something that cannot be changed. But even if it cannot be changed, Xuan Ming still decided to tell Nuwa. Outside the Snail Palace, a white stream of light fell. It was Xuan Ming. A little boy, born cute. Wearing only a red bellyband and a pair of wind and fire wheels. There was a small golden circle on his arm and a red ribbon between his arms, playing at the door. Seeing the escape light falling, he raised his eyes and looked. He saw a cold and beautiful woman and hurried forward to meet her. "Sister, where are you from!" the boy asked. "I am Xuanming from the Wu Clan, and I come to pay my respects to the Saint Nuwa!" "I'll go and inform her!" The boy responded and stepped on the fire wheel to go inside. This child was very cute to Xuanming.
After a while, the boy came in from inside. "Sister, please come in, my lady." "Thank you!" Xuanming thanked him, raised his hand slightly, and a small bead flew out and landed in the boy's hand. "This little thing is for you." This is an innate spiritual bead that Xuanming found in the prehistoric world. This is a low-grade innate spiritual treasure. For Xuanming, it is not a particularly powerful thing. She has her own magical powers. The Xuanming bone bead is just like an innate spiritual treasure, and it is useless for this thing. "Thank you, sister!" The boy had never seen such a generous person before. He held the spiritual bead in both hands and bowed to thank him. Xuanming raised the corner of his mouth and walked inside. Nuwa sat on the holy throne in the Snail Palace. Although not much aura was emitted, there were laws flowing around her. It seemed as if she had merged with the entire palace and the entire world. A supreme and noble aura made Xuanming's heart tremble. It seemed that he wanted to bow down, and it was difficult to treat him as usual. "Xuanming pays respect to the saint!" Xuanming bowed. "You and I are sisters, why do you have to do this?" "I hope you can come and sit often, and make my Snail Palace more lively." Nuwa Niangniang stood up to greet him, helped Xuanming up, and smiled.