Reborn Shang Zhou, angry at the sage Nuwa at the beginning

Accompanied by Manjusri's excited screams, he plunged into a piece of bluestone. Although the sound stopped abruptly, his two exposed legs were still shaking because of his excitement!

Seeing Manjusri provoking him with his legs, the two-and-a-half-meter-tall young man from the Wu clan picked up a huge boulder and smashed it viciously in a rage!

boom!

There was a loud noise, and huge dust rose into the sky, turning into a mushroom cloud. Looking at the big pit that appeared on the ground, the whole world became quiet!

The young man from the Wu tribe could only look up to the sky and be furious when Manjusri provoked him, while those around him who were also from the Wu tribe could only let out angry roars.

But no one went to help the young man of the Wu clan, but let him be humiliated by Manjushri!

"Because this is a battle between men, according to the rules of my Wu clan, no one else can interfere when the two are dueling!"

The above is not that the author wrote crookedly, but a shaman with the blood of a great shaman gave a serious on-the-spot commentary on Ran Deng.

Simultaneously,

Pointing at Manjusri, who had been dug out again, and the young man from the Wu tribe who had already raised his fist and his face was full of anger, the Wu tribe spoke righteously——

"Randeng, you have also seen that Manjusri from Yuxu's line smashed my ancestral hall and humiliated my clan members, but my clan did not take any cruel revenge on him, but instead repaid him with virtue and received him with the highest etiquette in the clan." .”

"Look at how happy he is playing with my Wu clan boy!"

Chapter 139 The Terrible Authentic Saint—Housu ([-])

"This... is very happy!"

Originally, I wanted to question the burning lamp of the Wu clan, but when I felt the dozens of unfriendly eyes around me, and even the Wu clan took out their own witchcraft,

He immediately changed his statement!

And looking down with admiration, Manjusri, who had so much fun with the young man of the Wu tribe that he didn't even have time to breathe, smiled without saying a word.

Actually,

Ran Deng wanted to take Wenshu away secretly, but when he saw someone pulling away the sun-shooting bow of the ancient witch 'Hou Yi', he decided to talk about the truth with the Wu clan here at close range.

Really reasonable!

Because Ran Deng didn't think that with his strength in the late quasi-sage period, he would not be able to defeat a dozen descendants of great witches with witch weapons, mainly because he was afraid of the one who was sleeping in the six realms of reincarnation.

Therefore,

After he heard the 'perfect commentary' from the descendant of the great witch, it took him a long time to resist the thought of flipping the table!

After his mood calmed down, Ran Deng looked at the descendant of the great witch in front of him, and said with a smile: "Although Manjusri is wrong, fellow Taoist, he is a disciple of a saint after all. Pass Manjusri!"

"Hehe, the saint's face? At the beginning, because the emperor mentioned a poem, the saint Nuwa could go to Chaoge to question him. This Manjushri smashed the dharma of the empress Tu Niangniang of my witch clan. You said... let me see the saint face?"

As the witch clan spoke, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and the invisible evil spirit in the air became more intense in an instant.

Even a quasi-holy powerhouse like Ran Deng couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat!

at this time,

Thousands of soft lights suddenly appeared on the land where the witches lived, just like the second sun suddenly appeared in the sky, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Then,

A figure that seemed to be standing in the past and the future appeared, and then a voice that was extremely indifferent, but obviously mixed with overwhelming anger, suddenly sounded in this world——

"Witch Clan, I advise you to surrender immediately, otherwise I am afraid that your blood of the Witch Clan will disappear from the prehistoric world!"

rumbling...

puff!

puff!

puff!

Following the words of Yuanshi Tianzun, countless witch clans in the mountains, including the dozen or so descendants of the great witch who surrounded the burning lamps, were all struck by lightning at the same time.

The whole body was shocked, and everyone vomited blood!

And the young man from the Wu clan who was having a "friendly exchange" with Manjusri didn't even have time to scream, and the sound of "Peng" exploded into blood mist on the spot.

In the blood spattering room,

In the mountains, apart from the painful humming of the Wu Clan, there were only a series of resentful eyes staring at the figure like a scorching sun in the sky!

At this time,

Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly looked at Ran Deng, and said in a bad tone: "Don't take him away yet!"

"Yes, Tianzun!"

Ran Deng nodded and said, and then he came to Manjusri very carefully, until he took Manjusri up to the cloud, and then he let go of the heart he had been holding.

Simultaneously,

Ran Deng also wiped the cold sweat off his head, and said to himself: "It seems that the legend is true, the six circles of reincarnation require huge strength, and Empress Houtu has no hands at all, she scares the poor to death!"

After Ran Deng finished speaking, he got Yuanshi's signal, and when he was about to leave with Manjusri, a sudden change occurred——

The blood spewed out by the Wu Clan people before burst into flames and shot up into the sky, and one could vaguely see an illusory slender hand looming in the flames.

Then,

The already extremely tragic evil spirit between heaven and earth, like a surging river, suddenly found a vent, rushing madly towards that hand.

"Yuanshi, you are so brave!"

Then, a raving sound that seemed to come out in a deep sleep suddenly alarmed all the saints in the world, and even Hongjun in Zixiao Palace woke up instantly.

Immediately Hongjun was shocked and said: "Fellow Taoist Houtu, please be merciful!"

but,

That slender hand had already slapped Yuanshi Tianzun fiercely.

Even though Yuanshi Tianzun is a saint, in front of this hand, he felt an irresistible force. The moment his face changed drastically, Zhutian Qingyun directly appeared around him.

But that hand didn't take it seriously, but continued to pat Yuanshi, and said mockingly: "Yuanshi, have you forgotten that Zhutian Qingyun was transformed by the righteousness in the chest of the Father God, while I am the spirit of the Father God's heart?" Transformed by blood, Zhutian Qingyun can defend against any attack, but he can't defend against us and other ancestor witches!"

As the jade hand passed by, Zhutian Qingyun quickly became blurred, and then the hand slapped Yuanshi Tianzun's chest fiercely.

Yuanshi Tianzun's face suddenly changed, and before he could speak, cracks suddenly appeared on his chest, and after one breath——