Chapter 392 Hou Tu: The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art Is Not Enough, Bai Ze Must Become a Saint!

The corner of Maitreya's eyes twitched, and he took two steps back, his expression a little unnatural.

Damn it.

Why do they dare to attack the people of the Heavenly Court?

Can they do whatever they want with a saint standing behind them?

What about me! I also have a saint behind me, why do you dare to do this?

"Brother, stop talking nonsense with him! Fight first and talk later!"

Zhao Gongming shouted, and then directly sacrificed the twenty-four Dinghai Shenzhu to seal the void.

Jiejiao's passive skill, up, was successfully launched.

Duobao followed closely, followed Zhao Gongming's rhythm, and threw out a Qiankun bag.

Gui Ling looked at the two brothers, then put the jade flute horizontally in front of his mouth and played slowly.

Guangchengzi looked at Duobao's current state, and suddenly made up his mind and sacrificed the Dan Sword.

Maitreya's pupils shrank, and he fled quickly, his figure penetrating the layers of the void.

But it is obvious that Duobao and Zhao Gongming's spiritual treasure blockade is not so easy to break through.

"Kong Xuan, save me!"

In a hurry, Maitreya shouted.

Kong Xuan couldn't just stand by and watch, after all... he was now a colleague of Maitreya.

He wasn't afraid of causing trouble to Haotian, but he was afraid of causing trouble to Baichuan.

The identity of the senior brother of the Western Sect was too important.

The Three Pure Ones were fine, but his boss was a 'lonely man'.

What if he was retaliated?

The Western Sect was a great saint with a little saint, and it would be difficult for his boss to deal with it.

However...

Kong Xuan chose to be a step slower.

Guangchengzi's sword light had already fallen, and the endless void had been pierced by the sword light.

Sword control!

The signature skill of the sword fairy.

I saw that the Dan sword escaped at a very fast speed and pierced in front of Maitreya at a speed that Maitreya could not react to.

In a hurry, the rosary on Maitreya's chest burst into black light.

Black light, not golden light!

The black light formed a barrier, and indescribable words flowed in the black light, and one Taoist text after another formed a paragraph of scriptures.

Crack!

In nearly half a breath, the barrier shattered and dimmed.

The sword body pierced Maitreya's chest steadily, but Maitreya was like nothing happened, with a cold brow, and grabbed the long sword on his chest:

"Daoyou, do you really think that this senior brother of mine is just a name?"

This scene made everyone drop their jaws.

Maitreya, withstood Guangchengzi's sword...

This is understandable, even inevitable.

But!

No injury?

Guangchengzi was shocked, and involuntarily controlled the sword body to pierce half an inch again.

Maitreya: "..."

A trace of bright red overflowed from Maitreya's mouth.

That's fine.

Maitreya threw the sword away, and then Kong Xuan came in a hurry and pulled Maitreya straight up to the sky.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

This scene almost scared them.

If Maitreya caught it, then this Western senior brother would be too strong!

After driving away a group of Western disciples, the rest were all happy.

At this time, Daoyan Tianzhong.

Baichuan smiled knowingly, took photos of the people taking the Kongtong Seal, and sent them to Houtu with Jade Omen.

Houtu: "?? Ah Chuan, what's going on?"

Baichuan was speechless.

I'm really not used to Houtu calling me like that.

But there's nothing I can do, who said she's my sister-in-law.

Baichuan: "Sister-in-law, don't pretend, do you dare to say that Yi was not sent by you?"

Houtu: "Who is Yi?"

In front of the screen, Baichuan rolled his eyes.

Baichuan: "Hou Yi."

Houtu: "Oh, it's him, what's wrong?"

Baichuan: "Sister-in-law, tell me the truth, what are your plans? You can tell me, maybe I can help a little."

Baichuan was a little worried.

He was really worried that people who were not in his camp would ruin the plan.

I am more worried that someone from my own camp wants to plot alone and ruin the good thing.

This is what Baichuan is most worried about.

Originally, Baichuan thought that Houtu had no intention of plotting and would not take the initiative to plot anything.

But after seeing Houyi shoot those arrows, Baichuan's thoughts were completely changed.

We must stabilize our own people first.

Houtu: "...You know everything?"

Across the screen, Houtu spat lightly and pouted.

Bai Ze on the side quickly handed over a grape and asked with a smile:

"What's wrong?"

Houtu opened her mouth and ate the grape in front of her mouth, and smiled:

"It's Achuan, just as you said, he will find me as soon as possible."

Bai Ze smiled and nodded:

"Don't worry, Achuan will help you."

Houtu looked at Bai Ze and was slightly stunned.

Inexplicable emotions surged in my heart, and my mind was full of thoughts.

Bai Ze... He really paid too much...

I only have one copy of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, I really... owe too much.

It's decided! Let Bai Ze's body become holy first!

His good second brother should be used as needed. Within the scope of the tunnel, the Heavenly Dao has no right to interfere with time.

If Bai Ze knew Hou Tu's thoughts, he would definitely be shocked.

However, he doesn't know anything now.

After Hou Tu made up her mind, she sent a message directly to Bai Chuan.

Hou Tu: "A Chuan, I need your help."

On the other side of the screen, Bai Chuan thought to himself, as expected, and then quickly sent a message.

Bai Chuan: "Sister-in-law, just say it."

Hou Tu: "I want the Wu Clan... to have a better living environment. Hou Yi and his people are really good. I want them to fight for it."

Bai Chuan: "What do you mean?"

Hou Tu: "The human race is too smooth, so smooth that I am a little jealous."

Bai Chuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and he understood Hou Tu's thoughts.

If we look at it from the perspective of mortals, from the perspective of the human race, the human race has indeed paid too much, and even now there is "internal strife".

However, from the perspective of a higher "clan", the human race is too smooth.

How many people died and injured in the Wu Clan? How much did they pay? In the end, they didn't even have the qualifications to survive in the prehistoric world.

What about the demon clan?

An entire generation of countless great men paid countless efforts, and they walked towards the altar step by step.

What was the final result?

Their results are...sighing.

Compared with the human race, these two clans are simply clowns.

They did nothing, but were blessed by the saints. After blessing, the witches and liches were gone, and they became the "protagonists" of heaven and earth in one fell swoop, occupying a dominant position.

It is natural that Hou Tu has some resentment in her heart.

However... Hou Tu's preference for all living beings should make things easier for the Wu Clan.

Baichuan: "What does sister-in-law think? What are you going to do?"

Hou Tu: "I just want them to fight. They can not have the identity of the Wu Clan, but they must continue the bloodline of the father god and live in a better place."

Baichuan: "Okay, do you have any plans?"

Hou Tu: "Among the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, there is a Hou Yi, can you?"

Baichuan: "It's probably unfair to say that Wu Ren is the orthodoxy."

Hou Tu: "..."

Baichuan: "But you can give Wu Ren a chance. It just so happens that Hou Yi has a good relationship with Sui Ren and others now."

Hou Tu: "How do you say it?"

Baichuan: "Fighting, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors will definitely go to war, and whoever wins will be the emperor, can you?"

Hou Tu: "Fight for a throne?"

Baichuan: "Yes."