Chapter 1317 I Want the Blood Essence of the Ancestral Witch

The return of the Holy Father is a great joy for the human race, so it is natural to celebrate it. Hundreds of thousands of people in the royal city are celebrating, with bonfires, dancing, singing and laughing, creating a festive and peaceful atmosphere.

But in a Wu tribe thousands of miles away from the royal city, a tragic killing is taking place.

All the warriors of the Wu clan were beheaded by the turtle spirit, and their blood flowed like rivers. All the old and weak, women and children returned, and were recruited by the general of the human race as slaves.

In the royal city, Houtu, who was invited by the holy father of the human race to watch the ceremony together, had no trace of blood on his face, and the evil spirit in his eyes was about to condense into substance. ice cave.

While Hou Tu felt resentful, he was also horrified at the speed of Xin Han's improvement. He was worthy of being the teacher's disciple. Although he was the only one among the seven disciples who had not become a saint, his current strength is probably not far from a saint.

Thinking that when I met Xin Han at the beginning of the year, the other party only had some tricks, but his strength was not in his eyes, but now he has surpassed him, I really can't believe it.

Houtu knew he couldn't force it, so he begged softly: "Senior brother, that Liti is a genius of my witch clan who has condensed his blood to reach the level of a great witch after decades, please spare his life no matter what!"

Xin Han looked at Houtu indifferently, and slowly shook his head: "It's late!"

As the wind howled, Guiling and Qi returned from the sky with a group of human warriors. They fell from the sky and threw a big head beside the bonfire. It was the head of the great witch Lichi.

"Disciple Guiling, live up to the teacher's order!"

Beside the huge bonfire, people recognized the head of the great witch and cheered, shouting the names of the Holy Father and the Emperor!

"You are a demon clan, dare to kill the great witch of our clan?" Houtu slowly stood up, his fighting spirit was earth-shattering, and the whole cheering scene was immediately overwhelmed. The coercion of the ancestor witch made people tremble.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!" The turtle spirit is also a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, holding the top-grade innate sword given by Xin Han in the Biyou Palace, and with the momentum of just beheading a great witch, he pointed at Houtu.

"Okay!" Xin Han snorted lightly, and Houtu and Guiling shook at the same time.

Xin Han smiled and scolded Gui Ling: "It's not big or small, call it Master Hou Tu!"

Guiling also calmed down at this time, knowing that he was definitely not Zuwu's opponent, so he took advantage of the steps given by his master to salute Houtu: "I have seen Master Houtu!"

Hou Tu turned his face several times, and finally let out a cold snort, but he didn't respond when he sat down.

The celebration of the human race continued, and Xin Han walked into the temple in the center of the city with Guiling and Houtu.

"I don't know what the junior sister came to see me this time, just tell me straight!" Xin Han didn't bother to pretend to be a snake. He didn't like the liches and monsters. In the physical body, the Lich Pill has never stopped.

Houtu listened to Xin Han's inquiry, and the evil spirit on his body gradually faded, and he said softly: "I am here this time mainly to resolve the various misunderstandings between the senior brother and our witch clan, and unite to fight against the demon clan!"

Xin Han sneered and said, "Is there any misunderstanding between me and your witch clan?"

Houtu said: "Last time what happened outside the Fire Cloud Palace was wrong with my witch tribe. In fact, we condensed Pangu's real body to prevent the demon tribe from obtaining the primordial purple energy. It was just a temporary idea to deal with senior brother, mainly on the side of Sixth Brother. ..."

Xin Han knew that the six she mentioned were Tian Wu who was "chrysanthemum stage" by him, so he couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Xin Han's indifferent expression, Houtu said anxiously:

"Senior brother, although the monster clan and our witch clan are already in dire straits, and sooner or later we will have to fight, but don't forget that when you killed hundreds of Daluo Jinxians in the heavenly court in the first battle, Dijun and Donghuang should hate you the most! "

Xin Han didn't comment, instead he took out the wine, and asked Gui Ling to pour a glass for Houtu and himself, he picked up the wine and drank it down, then let out a breath of alcohol and said: "So what?"

Hou Tu almost laughed angrily, didn't he understand what he said, but what kind of attitude is Xin Han, does he have to tell you that the first goal of the Yaozu must be to kill you,

Did you understand?

Xin Han pointed at the drink: "Drink first, then talk!"

Ever since Houtu said that he wanted to unite with him, he knew that the witch clan was afraid. Pangu was really a bull, but the monster clan had the "Zhou Tian Xing Dou Dazhen", the Heluo Book, and the Donghuang Bell. There are... saints!

Afterwards, he lifted the wine glass and drank it in a rustic manner, his eyes couldn't help flashing a trace of surprise, it was much better than the wine of their witch clan, and it also contained a strong aura.

Houtu put down his wine glass and said: "Brother, haven't you ever thought about how difficult it is to prove the way with strength? As long as you are not sanctified, brother, everything is unknown, and anything can happen. If I were Emperor Jun, I would definitely try my best." Do everything possible to prevent you from becoming a saint!"

"Only by them?" Xin Han drank another cup of fine wine under the guidance of Gui Ling.

Hou Tu stared at Xin Han: "Could it be that the senior brother forgot the Zhou Tian Xingdou formation of the Yaozu? Forgot that there is a saint in the Yaozu?"

"Do you think I will be afraid?" Xin Han suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked Houtu.

Houtu looked at him without fear: "Then what if there is a second saint in the demon clan?"

Xin Han was about to laugh when he heard Houtu's words, but suddenly his hand holding the wine glass trembled: "What happened to Hongyun?"

As he spoke, he quickly put down his wine glass and began to calculate, but the secrets were chaotic, and it seemed that someone with a psychic power covered up the secrets, so even his quasi-sage practice could hardly figure it out.

Seeing that he had finally gained the upper hand in the conversation, Houtu couldn't help showing a smug and charming smile: "We, the Witch Clan, also only got the news more than ten years ago. The Demon King, together with Patriarch Kunpeng and another great power, trapped Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi in a special place, and used Zhou Tian Xingdou to create chaos, making it impossible to calculate!"

Xin Han loosened his brows, since Hou Tu said so, he must have grasped some clues, and immediately said: "Tell me where Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi are now?"

Hou Tu stared at Xin Han and said unyieldingly: "Stop fighting with our clan and join hands to fight against the demon clan!"

"What if I don't want to?"

"Then go find Hongyun by yourself!" Houtu stood up, turned around and seemed to be leaving, this is Xin Han's army!

"Slow down!" Xin Han called Houtu to stop, and saw the corner of the girl's mouth twitching, obviously smiling.

He snorted: "I'm Xin Han, and I'm as good as I am, if you want me to join forces with your witch clan, you must fulfill two conditions!"

Houtu turned around and smiled: "Brother, please tell me!"

"First, the Wu Clan can never invade the Human Clan, and of course the Human Clan will not take the initiative to provoke the Wu Clan!"

Houtu nodded: "The human race has a senior brother to take care of it, which is reasonable, and I can agree to this right now!"

"Second, I want the blood essence of your Twelve Ancestral Witches..."

Hou Tu's expression changed instantly: "This is impossible!"

Xin Han turned his back to Houtu: "The turtle spirit sees off the guests!"

Guiling walked up to Houtu with a playful look in his eyes: "Master, please!"

"You..." Hou Tu glared at Gui Ling, then turned to Xin Han and said, "Senior Brother, think twice, we Wu Clan know that senior brother is sincere, and promises a thousand gold, to protect Hongyun for a promise, and dare to resist Zhou Tianxing Dou Da Zhen and my Pangu real body, that's why I want to get rid of the previous grievances and unite with my senior brother!"

Xin Han didn't turn his head back, just turned his back to Houtu like this: "Needless to say anything else, just these two conditions, within three days, I will listen to your answer and see off the guest!"

"Uncle Master!" Gui Ling made a gesture of invitation at the right time.

Hou Tu stomped his feet fiercely, his body flickered, and he disappeared in an instant, but he left at an absolute speed, and returned to the witch clan to discuss with other ancestor witches.