Hou Tu didn’t believe it.
This is normal.
No one would believe this kind of thing.
Ao Yin shook his head and laughed: "My fellow Taoist has great compassion. Ask yourself, if you feel that your death can benefit hundreds of millions of living beings, will you give up your life?!"
"This..."
After hearing Ao Yin's question, Hou Tu hesitated.
The answer is self-evident.
Maybe she will!
If she really had such a choice, she would most likely give up her life for the sake of billions of living beings!
She really can’t do it if she is to stand aside!
Sighing in her heart, she no longer dwelled on the issue.
It makes no sense to say this now.
The future is changeable and unpredictable. It is still unknown whether such a day will really come to pass.
After a while, the two returned to the Ancestral Witch Temple.
While drinking tea, Ao Yin said: "Fellow Taoist, if nothing else happens, the second Lich War will begin soon.
I observe that the Kuafu shaman in your tribe seems to be short-lived. You'd better remind him to be careful.
If you encounter the Golden Crow in the sky one day, do not face it alone. "
Hearing Ao Yin's words, Hou Tu's face suddenly became solemn.
She asked in disbelief: "Will Kuafu die? ”
Kuafu is one of the few great witches in the Houtu tribe, and she naturally does not want to see him fall.
Ao Yin nodded and said: "If there is no intervention, it will happen."
Hearing Ao Yin's affirmative words, Hou Tu said in a solemn tone: "I will remind him."
After a pause, Hou Tu asked again: "Fellow Taoist, do you think our Witch Clan will be defeated if the second Lich War begins?"
Ao Yin heard Hou Tu's question, After pondering for a moment, he slowly responded: "If there are more than one Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Demon Court is unlikely to win!
If there is one less Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Witch Clan may win more. Tough.”
Hearing this, Hou Tu asked puzzledly: "What do you mean by this, fellow Taoist?" Ao Yin replied calmly: "This is what I told my fellow Taoist before. If you have a life-or-death disaster, if you can save it, However, wouldn’t the twelve ancestral witches be missing one?”
Hearing this, Hou Tu fell into silence.
……
At the same time.
Demon Court Hall.
"Your Majesty, are we really going to take action against the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas? After all, the Dragon Clan is the ancient overlord. Even though it has declined now, there is no guarantee that the clan will not have any strong heritage."
Baize's expression He said solemnly and with a worried tone.
In the face of Bai Ze's worries, before Di Jun could speak, Taiyi said with disdain: "What's there to be afraid of?
Background?
So what if they have shocking secrets?
Maybe it’s comparable to our Demon Court?
If the Dragon Clan doesn’t know how to praise and dares to resist, I can suppress the world by myself!
At that time, the outcome of the dragon clan will not be decline, but destruction! "
When Bai Ze heard this, he was speechless.
Although Taiyi's words are a bit crazy, they are also true.
No matter how powerful the Dragon Clan is now, it is still difficult to match one-tenth of the Demon Court!
You know, the Demon Court now has not only six quasi-sage powers, but also a saint!
What can you compare a declining dragon clan to? !
So, there is nothing to worry about at all.
But for some reason, Bai Ze felt vaguely uneasy in his heart.
He didn't know where this uneasiness came from.
But he was born with the ability to seek good fortune and avoid disaster. This uneasiness was a warning of his ability, and he did not dare to be careless.
That’s why he raised doubts just now. (End of this chapter)