Chapter 249 Emperor of Heaven: Fuxi, Go and Kill the Twelve Witch Ancestors!
The four seasons change, year after year.
Since the Emperor of Heaven opened the door of convenience for all living beings and passed down the method of realizing the Nine Transformations, nearly a Yuanhui time has passed.
In this Yuanhui time,
The prehistoric era is still the same as before——
Witch clan.
Still staying honestly in Buzhou Mountain's territory, extremely quiet.
It can be said that it is completely different from the domineering look before!
If it weren't for the increasingly dense evil aura gathering between heaven and earth, people would almost forget that we are still in the midst of the calamity!
…
All races in the wild.
Without the Wu Clan's butcher's knife on their heads, one after another fell silent and dormant.
I don’t dare to jump out and jump around anymore.
The Witch Clan cannot be offended.
Heaven no longer accepts wandering cultivators and ethnic groups to take refuge.
In other words——
Now all the races in the wild have lost all their retreat.
No more trying to survive with your tail between your legs.
The Heavenly Court, which has taken charge of all places in the prehistoric world except Buzhou Mountain, can sweep aside all their prehistoric races like they are sweeping away garbage!
Don't forget it.
The Heavenly Emperor Wa created countless acquired races with immeasurable merit.
In the years after His sanctification—
More and more acquired races were born from the hands of the sage Wahuang.
and,
These acquired races are also gradually moving from heaven to the wilds all over the world.
Compared with the innate races, these acquired races from the hands of the saint Wa Huang may not have strong blood inheritance, nor strong innate qualifications of various races.
But the reproduction rate is extremely fast!
In the originally inhabited and desolate land, the shadows of various acquired races began to increase.
Signs of prosperity are beginning to emerge.
It is precisely for this reason that
All ethnic groups in the prehistoric era are also keenly aware of one point -
The era that belongs to their innate races is gradually passing away, and the era that belongs to the acquired beings that can make the world full of vitality and prosperity is coming step by step!
…
Heaven.
Today's Heavenly Court is the true ruling center and management center of the prehistoric world.
The One who is high in heaven,
He is the true ruler and manager of all walks of life and all living beings——
On cultivation.
He is above all living beings including saints!
On merit.
He is unprecedented and unprecedented!
On reputation.
He is worshiped by all living beings and respected by countless monks!
The Emperor of Heaven is here.
There is the heaven established by Him.
This wild world——
As safe as a rock, as solid as a golden soup, the world is at peace, and the eight wildernesses are stable!
No one can mess it up!
…
All saints.
The Holy Mother who created all living beings in the afterlife and was revered as the sect of all spirits and the Supreme Emperor Wa, lived in the Wa Palace in Heaven forever, just like the Emperor of Heaven.
Mysterious and loving, noble and holy, he is respected by all living beings.
The Three Pure Saints of Kunlun Mountain.
The Yuqing sage and the Shangqing sage opened the gates of the mountain one after another and recruited a group of disciples who explained and intercepted the teachings.
Only the Taiqing saint did not open the mountain gate widely.
He only accepted one member of the human race and became his personal disciple.
The two saints of the Western Sect initiated all the Western sentient beings, those with some qualifications, into the Western Sect.
The Four Saints' Great Sect has begun to develop vigorously.
only,
Now we are still in the midst of calamity between Heaven and the Witch Clan, and the disciples of the four great saints and great religions have just begun to teach. For a while, there are no disciples of the great saints and great religions walking in the wilderness!
…
now,
On the soft couch in the Emperor's Palace -
Fuguang frowned, his face full of deep thought.
behind him.
Xi He, who has a gentle personality like water, is covered with a layer of gauze. He uses two full moons to cushion his husband's head and rubs his shoulders with his slender jade fingers.
aside.
Chang Xi, with her shoulders half exposed, lay lazily on the soft couch with her eyes closed, her brows filled with contentment.
While rubbing her husband's broad shoulders.
Xihe's beautiful eyes are like water.
Asked softly:
"Husband, are you worried about the witch clan?"
Hear Xihe's words.
Fu Guang came back to his senses slightly.
He opened his mouth and said:
"Yes and no!"
"This matter involves Tian secret, but it is out of the question!"
"but--"
"The Witch Clan has a huge problem!"
"It is related to whether my husband's status as the Heavenly Emperor can be fulfilled, and my husband is not willing to make do with it."
"so--"
"I'm thinking of a suitable solution right now!"
Pause briefly.
He tilted his head back, feeling the soft elasticity of the bounce, bounce, bounce coming from the back of his head.
Fuguang smiled slightly:
"Madam, don't worry, everything will be arranged by your husband!"
"It's really not possible——"
"I can only support it for a period of time with the few backup plans I prepared, and then improve it step by step."
Hear the words.
Xihe pursed his lips and smiled.
He opened his mouth and said:
"good!"
"Everything belongs to my husband!"
Just when Fuguang and Xihe Wencun were together.
Outside the palace.
The voice of Dongmei, the little sister who serves the Four Flower Fairy, came:
"Your Majesty, the two queens——"
"Fuxi, Zuo Xiang, requests an audience!"
Swish——
A stream of light flashed in his golden eyes.
Then,
Fu Guang, who instantly understood the intention of his left prime minister, showed a little confusion and surprise on his face.
He tilted his head:
"Ah this--"
"What are the twelve witch ancestors planning to do?"
While speaking.
Fu Guang raised his hand.
Buzz--
In a ball of golden fairy light, a letter of challenge with the strong and unique aura of the twelve witch ancestors and the word "war" written on it fell in front of Fu Guang.
After taking a look at the word "war".
As Fu Guang's eyes turned, this letter of challenge was opened directly.
Then,
The beautiful and ugly fonts written with blood and evil spirit appeared in front of Fu Guang and Xihe.
There were twelve sentences written on it:
"Emperor of Heaven-Fu Guang, 100,000 years later, a fight to the death!"
This sentence was written neatly, and it was obvious that it was written by Di Jiang.
"Emperor of Heaven - Fu Guang, we, the twelve witch ancestors and the witch clan, will never surrender. Since you have become the Emperor of Heaven, there is only a life-and-death battle!"
This sentence has some culture, but not much. It should be from Zhu Jiuyin.
"Just wait in the Heaven!"
It is hard to guess who wrote this sentence.
"I will come to you in 100,000 years!"
It is also hard to guess.
"Either you kill me, or I will keep shaking your Heaven!"
I don't know who it is.
"..."
"In 100,000 years, I will step on your face hard, just wait for me!"
No need to ask.
This must be Hou Tu.
After reading the declaration of war issued by the twelve witch ancestors.
Fu Guang frowned and narrowed his eyes-
Forget about the other witch ancestors.
What on earth does this Hou Tu think?
Behind Fu Guang.
Seeking the declaration of war from the twelve witch ancestors, Xihe frowned and said coldly:
"They are looking for death!"
Knowing that they can't win.
They still want to issue a declaration of war?
Looking for death!
Papapapa——
Raising her hand, she patted Xihe's jade hand that was massaging her shoulders.
Fu Guang said:
"Don't be angry!"
"You get angry with a bunch of stubborn men, and you will get nothing except being angry and losing your composure!"
"Have a good rest."
"I will make some arrangements, since they have sent the letter of war to my heaven."
"Then this war——"
"is inevitable!"
While speaking.
Fu Guang had already stood up from the soft couch, and as she took a step, her clothes changed and she returned to her usual posture.
Looking at the figure of her husband.
Xihe's face was gentle, and her beautiful eyes sent him out of the bedroom.
...
At this moment,
In the main hall of the Tiandi Palace——
Fuxi, with a serious face, was quietly waiting under the main seat, quietly waiting for the arrival of His Majesty the Tiandi.
Buzz!
The soft golden fairy light was flowing on the main seat.
See the golden fairy light.
Fuxi straightened his body, then bowed:
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you!"
He sat casually in the main seat.
Fu Guang said:
"Get up!"
Hearing this.
Fuxi thanked him and said:
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
He had just stood up.
Shua——
The declaration of war written by the twelve ancient witches fell directly in front of Fuxi.
The golden eyes flickered slightly.
Fu Guang looked at Fuxi in the hall:
"Fuxi, I told you to be prepared that year, have you done it?"
Hearing this.
Fuxi's face straightened:
"Reporting to Your Majesty——"
"I have been ready for a long time."
Nodded with satisfaction.
Fu Guang looked at Fuxi and said seriously:
"Okay."
"Left Prime Minister Fuxi listens to your orders!"
Shua——
Fuxi bowed seriously:
"I am here!"
The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.
Fu Guang spoke again:
"You go--"
"Kill the twelve witch ancestors!"