In the prehistoric times, vicious plots were frequent, the ancestor witch advised me to calm down

The green sword light rose up, the power was so terrifying, destruction and vitality created each other.

At this moment, the Bodhisattva Cundi only felt a sharp pain in his consciousness, and his holy body was flashing with golden light, as if foreshadowing that a great terror was about to come.

Sensing this breath, Zhunti's expression changed instantly.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, you..."

Zhunti looked at the Qingping Sword on his shoulder, feeling a little confused and about to speak, but he saw Nuwa holding the Qingping Sword on his shoulder.

Zhunti glanced at Tongtian who was smiling beside him and cursed in his heart, but when he thought of Nuwa who was still there, he sighed, looked at Nuwa and said:

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, why must you do this?!"

The guide beside him still had the same sad expression as before and advised:

"Fellow Daoist, since you have no intention of arguing, why do you bother getting involved in this karma?"

Hearing this, Nuwa snorted coldly and said:

"Guchuan of the Wu Clan helped me become a saint, and I owe him a great debt of gratitude. These two fellow Taoists are bullying the weak, so I naturally cannot sit idly by!"

After Nuwa finished speaking, the sword in her hand flickered. She came this time not only to save the situation, but also to take revenge and give a warning.

Before, these saints borrowed the luck of the human race to become saints without even saying hello, and now they are using the same tricks again and want to take over the underworld. She really can't stand it.

Seeing Nuwa taking action, he had to dodge repeatedly.

They were unsure of Sanqing and Pingxin's attitudes and did not dare to act rashly.

While dodging, he did not forget to continue to persuade:

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, please stop. If you continue, we will really have to take action. It is not worth it to fight two saints alone for the so-called cause and effect."

When Nuwa heard this, she sneered:

"What? Do you think I'm as ungrateful as you guys?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhunti and Jie Yin's faces turned pale as pig livers. If it weren't for the saint's light emitting infinite colors and covering the surroundings.

I'm afraid that the many powerful people who are watching this place in secret can sense the expressions of the two saints.

Nuwa's words just now were actually a subtle sarcasm.

Back then in the Zixiao Palace, Taoist Hongyun gave up his position specifically to Zhunti and Jie Yin.

This is the grace of sainthood, comparable to rebirth.

However, these two guys from the Western religion had no moral principles. They watched their benefactor perish between heaven and earth, and not only did they not help, but they also secretly attacked him.

"Hmph! Nuwa, don't think my two brothers are afraid of you!"

After Zhunti finished speaking, a seven-treasure glass tree suddenly flew out from her body. All the seven treasures in the world appeared in it, and thousands of mysteries continued to rise up.

"Everyone, today is the auspicious day when Fellow Daoist Pingxin founded the Netherworld Underworld and opened up a tunnel for the prehistoric world. Why do you have to do this?!"

Among the Three Pure Ones, Taiqing Laozi slowly spoke and directly stopped this battle between the saints.

Seeing Laozi, the head of the Three Pure Ones, speak, Zhunti Jieyin had to stop reluctantly.

They can't afford to offend the Three Pure Ones.

"Since it was Daoist Fellow Taiqing who spoke out to dissuade us, we are not petty people. Let's just leave it at that for today. If we encounter this kind of situation again, we will definitely not hold back!"

After the two of them finished speaking, a flash of light appeared under their feet, and in an instant, they moved back to the west.

"Thank you, Saint Nuwa!"

After the two saints from the West left, Dijiang bowed to Nuwa in front of him to express his gratitude.

Although the remaining many ancestor witches did not like Nuwa for helping the demon clan to attack the witch clan, they also expressed their gratitude because the saint Nuwa saved their lives.

Nuwa's expression remained unchanged as she returned the Qingping Sword to Tongtian Sect Master.

Then, he looked at the group of ancestor witches and said:

"I came here to rescue Gu Chuan, so there's no need for you to be so polite."

Dijiang and other ancestor witches nodded with a wry smile. They did not expect that they, the ancestor witches who once dominated the prehistoric world, were now benefiting from the help of their younger generation Guchuan.

Zhu Jiuyin was lost in thought.

"Now that Sister Hou Tu has opened up the Netherworld, although Gu Chuan has reached the realm of the Ancestral Witch, he still needs to adjust."

But when he thought of the strength that the saints had just displayed, Zhu Jiuyin couldn't help feeling a little sad.

He suddenly realized that the development of things seemed to be just as Guchuan said. What if the Ancestral Witch had the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation?

Just now, the saint's aura exploded. Only after facing it did I realize how huge the gap was between the saint and Pangu's true body summoned by the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

"It seems that after this matter is settled, I must talk to Gu Chuan about the future of our Wu clan..."

Zhu Jiuyin suddenly had an idea in his mind, and then he raised his head and happened to see Dijiang's eyes. The two ancient witches looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts.

The Witch Clan really needs to reconsider the future situation of the prehistoric world.

Taiqing Laozi glanced at these ancient witches and then stopped paying attention to them. He didn't have much interest in these barbarians.

Anyone who has not become a saint is an ant, and the ancient witch is also an ant.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the underworld in front of him with a burning gaze. He practiced the way of balance between heaven and earth. If he could occupy the luck of this earth, it would be of great benefit.

Only Tongtian Sect Master was watching what was happening in front of him with great interest, with a thoughtful look glimmering in his eyes, but no one knew what he was thinking about.

"Fellow Daoist, please do not listen to the words of those two people from the Western Sect."

"Now that the underworld is empty and running smoothly, there are many inconveniences. I, the Three Pure Ones, and the Wu Clan share the same origin, so I will naturally help you."

Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly spoke.

"Thank you for your kindness, Taoist Yuanshi. However, in the prehistoric world, wronged souls are multiplying and zombies are running rampant. It is time for these souls to enter the netherworld to cleanse themselves of their grievances and run the underground tunnel."

Empress Pingxin remained calm and rejected Yuanshi Tianzun's arrangement.

As for the so-called common origin?

In the eyes of all the witches, this is just a joke. They are walking the upright path of the flesh and regaining the glory of the Father God.

Sanqingkong inherited Pangu's legacy, but chose the tricky method of becoming a saint through merit, which was a disgrace to Pangu the Father.

How could the Wu clan possibly agree with them?

What's more, during the war between wizards and liches, we never saw the Three Pure Ones helping the wizards.

Instead, it was Nuwa, a demon who had not a very close relationship with Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun, who took action repeatedly.

If it weren’t for Nuwa, the demon clan wouldn’t even be able to protect the demon heaven?

"Fellow Daoist Pingxin, you must think carefully. The tunnel has only just been opened. There are many problems with its operation. If it suffers a serious blow, it will be destroyed in an instant!"

Yuanshi Tianzun said again with some reluctance, and there was a hint of threat in his tone. He was not willing to let go of such fat meat.

Taiqing Laozi sat upright on his green ox, his face calm, his eyes closed and in meditation, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him, only the yin and yang energies behind him continued to diffuse.

Tongtian Patriarch frowned slightly, as if he was not happy with his brother's behavior, but the Three Pure Ones were one, so he did not say anything to dissuade him.

Only Nuwa moved at this moment

"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, are you planning to subdue others by force?"

Nuwa took light steps, a lotus flower with every step, and slowly came to the side of Niangniang Pingxin. Such actions and words have already made her own views clear.

Saint Nuwa once had a close friendship with Houtu. After all, there were very few female masters with great supernatural powers in the ancient times. In addition, when Nuwa was seeking enlightenment in the North Sea, Houtu not only did not stop her, but also asked Guchuan to help her. Nuwa remembered all these things.

"Okay, okay! Junior Sister Nuwa, I didn't expect you to choose to become one with the Wu Clan."

Yuanshi Tianzun waved his sleeves and glared at Nuwa Pingxin, but then he didn't know what he was thinking about and chose to leave.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, Fellow Daoist Pingxin, this was not my brother's original intention, but he was too impatient..."

Tongtian Sect Master couldn't help but explain, but seeing that his elder and second brothers had already left, he had to follow.

For a moment, in this huge space, only Nuwa was left among the six saints.

"Thank you, Saint Nuwa, for rescuing the Wu clan!"

Furukawa bowed to Nuwa in front of him to express his gratitude.

If it weren't for Nuwa, the Wu clan would be in trouble today.

None of these saints is easy to deal with.

"Fellow Daoist Guchuan, I should be the one to thank you for this. If it weren't for you, how could I have become a saint so easily? Every poke and every drink has its own destiny."

Nuwa said with a smile, then she turned to look at Pingxin and said:

"Fellow Daoist Pingxin, please consolidate your cultivation first. I will seek your advice later."

After saying this, Nuwa left this space quickly without any attempt to keep her.

After watching Nuwa leave, Guchuan looked away and looked at Pingxin who had not spoken a word.

Pingxin also looked at Guchuan at this time. There was no longer any indifference in Pingxin's eyes. It was clearly the eyes of Hou Tu.

Seeing this, Furukawa immediately showed a smile on his face.

It’s time to talk about the witch clan’s entry into the underworld. He has a big plan regarding the six realms of reincarnation.