Journey To the West: Help Styx Strengthen the Abi Sword at the Start

And the ancestors of Styx, who had been observing the behavior of Houtu in the distance, were stupid!

Is there such a desperate person?

Isn't this Houtu saint crazy?

Even if you have a huge amount of merit, it can't withstand your consumption!

In Styx's view, turning the Taixu Roulette not only consumes one's own world power, but also consumes one's own power of merit and luck.

The reason is that he is constantly improving his Abi Divine Sword here, although his strength has gone up, his luck is not good.

"Does the Houtu saint really have some..."

He said his last words, Mei Gancai, and directly covered his mouth.

It suddenly occurred to him that this was arranging the saints, and if he was sensed by him, he would be completely finished.

Chapter Eighty One, Hou Tu’s Heart is Fired

Saint Houtu now has a ray of light on his face, which is full of hope.

She thought that there was only one ancestor witch left in the world.

But I never expected that casting the temple not only allowed her to get out of reincarnation, but also made the impossible possible!

Even the sage can't do this method to allow the Wu Clan to have a soul.

Those high-minded saints can only say that the Wu Clan doesn't know the number of days, and there are muscles in their brains, and there are only people who know nothing about brute force.

But now her Houtu already has her own soul, and her feeling of sanctification is still at the time when she thought of reincarnation.

He didn't feel as arrogant as he was a saint.

Only when she met the Lord of the Temple of Casting, did she know how broad a person's mind can be.

Those powers of the world, just borrow it when you say it, and don't mess with it.

And now, not only did she have her own soul, but even the physical body appeared, and she had also paid off the power she owed to the world to cast the temple.

What she needs to do now is to resurrect the rest of the ancestral witches, drive away all the people of the monster race, and keep them away from the residence of the human race, and the supervisor is no longer a heaven but a temple.

In her opinion, the cast temple is an excellent refuge and a place to escape disaster.

But at the same time, she drew a conclusion from all kinds of demands, that is, the master of the forging temple does not like fighting, he likes to be quiet.

"But back then, the Witch Clan killed all of us, and the Twelve Gods and Demons of the Sky did not stop them, because the Hou Tu turned into a reincarnation."

Ye Fan murmured!

If Hou Tu didn't incarnate in reincarnation back then, I'm afraid there is no monster race in this world anymore.

There are running witches everywhere.

They may chase the sun, or shoot the sun, but it has nothing to do with him.

Whether it is Zhujiuyin or Dijiang, as long as he is resurrected, he can only go out of the sky to block the heavenly demons.

These people's current strength is not good, it does not mean that their future strength is not good, if they are well cultivated, they must be an excellent fighter.

Houtu looked at Taixu Roulette gratefully, and bowed to the roulette.

Some people were dying right away. They found that their goddess was not a flower fairy or a moon under the moon, but Hou Tu next to Taixu Roulette.

"Wow, Houtu Empress is really beautiful!"

"I'm so obsessed with it!"

"Thank you, I can see it!"

The man glanced at the person next to him, and the saliva in his mouth could be drawn.

"Huh, wretched!"

"What? I don't have one!"

More people are attracted by the saints of Houtu!

"Boom!"

Finally someone couldn't help but did the same action with her.

Then they saw the spirits of many ancestral witches floating on it, and some people tried to return, but it was in vain.

"What is going on, why does my soul appear in this place?"

"Damn, we were drawn into someone else's world!"

"Did Houtu saints do it?"

"It shouldn't be. According to rumours, how could Houtu saints have a peaceful personality and care about this."

These people looked surprised and didn't know what was happening outside, only a few people looked at her calmly!

"Master, have we been drawn into our world by the saints of the Houtu?"

"What you asked, could it be that I failed to pull you in?"

An immortal **** was so angry with his disciple.

Why didn't you find that your apprentice was so stupid before?

Ye Fan stared at Houtu, why did she bow down to the roulette?

Is it thanking the other party for letting her get her people?

"But what are those who knelt down with the wind."

"Well, it should be affected by the energy of the saint of the earth, the surging power of the underworld is completely unstoppable."

Ye Fan thought for a while, and then a beautiful voice came from the hall.

Then everyone who was still under the influence of Houtu woke up in an instant.

"Huh, it's scary, is this the strength of the saint?"

"Yeah, just learning her behavior can make people fall into that kind of illusory scene, which is really amazing."

"Well, Master, as you said, the power of a saint cannot be profaned."