Da Ri Tathagata: "Yang Jian, we are just taking a look, how could we possibly **** your purple qi! You think it is Guang Chengzi?"

Guang Chengzi: "Ah, yes, I'm your uncle, how can I **** things from my nephew as an uncle!"

Zhen Yuanzi stopped moving forward and just watched.

Daobao Daoist stood behind and didn't act rashly. Although he also needed purple energy, if he did so, he would surely kill Master Tongtian!

The cause of death was not to grab something, but to have nothing to do with it.

Boom!

Suddenly a melodious bell came out, and a slender figure slowly appeared on the second floor of the Cast Temple!

Guang Chengzi and Da Riru, who had been approaching Yang Jian constantly, looked at that figure, and then stiffened!

Come along with the town Yuanzi and the Taobao Taoists!

"Meet the saint of Houtu!"

The figure stopped, skipped Guang Chengzi and looked at Yang Jian, and said, "I got the fragments of Hongmeng Purple Qi, it's really a blessing!"

This is very obvious, that is, other people don't have this predestined method, even if they get the fragments of the great purple energy, they don't have the blessing predestined to dispel them, and the end will be miserable!

Everyone was startled, this is to warn them!

"Get up!" Houtu said lightly!

"Thanks to the saint!"

Everyone was turbulent for a while, and the status of this Houtu was very high. Although he was only called a saint, his behavior was already at the same level as Hongjun.

After all, Hou Tu turned into six reincarnations, that was a big event in the Three Realms of Fuze.

And reincarnation is part of the way of heaven, so its status can be said to be equal to Hongjun.

"Hou Tu pays homage to the Lord"

Ye Fan appeared, he looked at this figure and said, "You don't need to be polite!"

"Good! Fellow Daoist!"

Hou Tu didn't care about these things, but looked at Taixu Roulette and said, "Farther Daoist, I just came here because I felt something in my heart!"

The golden glow in Ye Fan's eyes flickered, and Houtu's figure gradually became nothingness in his eyes.

Chapter 77: Ancestral Witch and Soul

The light in Ye Fan's eyes rushed, and with the power of forging the temple, he realized that it was not Hou Tu himself who came here!

And the figure in front of him does not exist in his induction, that is to say, this phantom is just a thought of the saint of the earth!

His heart was stunned, and just a single thought could travel through 33 days and reach the Temple of Casting directly. I am afraid that Yuanshi Tianzun would not be able to reach this level of strength!

I am afraid that there are six blessings of reincarnation.

Ye Fan had to sigh, this land is so good fortune!

But how did she become a reincarnation and leave a trace of her thoughts alive?

Houtu looked at Taixu Roulette, with a hint of hope in his eyes!

"Sir, I don't know if I can try this virtual roulette!"

Ye Fan said: "Of course!"

Houtu stood below and didn't move, but looked at Ye Fan, his expression nervous, and his words stopped.

Seeing his demeanor like this, Ye Fan knew what was going on when he thought about it.

But he didn't say it clearly. Instead, he smiled and said to him: "You can go and try it, wait for you to recast the body of a saint, and then return it!"

The fairy gods below heard them with a bewildered expression, only Zhen Yuanzi glanced at Houtu as if he was aware of it, but made no sound.

"Thank you, Hou Tu!"

Houtu bowed to Ye Fan's place deeply, then walked to the Taixu Roulette and put his hand on the handle of the Roulette.

With a click, Hou Tu was slightly startled, and the roulette wheel began to rotate slowly.

As the speed of rotation became faster and faster, Houtu's expression began to become anxious!

As the fairy sound resounding through the hall disappeared, the roulette slowly stopped.

Then a melodious reminder sounded!

Everyone curled their necks and looked into the pool.

I saw a gray air current circling in the pool, no brilliance blooming, no fairy qi entangled, and some was just something that everyone could not understand.

The belated prompt sounded through the hall.

"Ding, congratulations on obtaining the true soul of the origin of the earth, please pay attention to it."

Houtu had a strange expression. After a long time, he stretched out his hand, and the hazy air current circling up volleyed into the center of her eyebrows.

Everyone around was extremely quiet at this moment. They looked at the figure that gradually solidified, and there was a glimmer of suddenness in their eyes!

boom!

A huge soul fluctuation broke out in an instant, and the other gods all looked terrified, as if they had seen some terrifying sight, they began to cry!

Even Zhen Yuanzi, Da Ri Tathagata and Dao Bao Taoist were forced to retreat hundreds of meters at this moment. Their eyes were squinted, their magic power was activated, and they resisted this terrifying soul fluctuation.

Huh!

The entire formation of the second layer of the Cast Temple was all lit up in an instant, the defense mechanism in the Cast Temple was triggered, the formation rapidly rotated, and the golden light blocked the sky, instantly blocking this wave of fluctuations within a small area!

The surrounding fairy gods were all lying on the ground, and they looked at the figure on the side of Taixu Roulette with lingering fears, and they were slightly relieved!

They feel that this is the closest they have been to death!

A trace of apology appeared on Houtu's face and said, "I'm causing you trouble!"

Everyone dare not connect!

This is the saint of Houtu. Whoever dares to show her affection is because he doesn't want to live anymore. Who can provoke the big man in charge of the six reincarnations.

Moreover, before Hou Tu as an ancestral witch, there was no primordial spirit. The twelve ancestral witches had no primordial spirit and could not cultivate supernatural powers, so they were suppressed by Sanqing and other monster races.

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