Dare not to give face to the witch clan, this surprised all parties, and they kept guessing Ye Xuan's identity. Unfortunately, Ye Xuan had a mask on his face, which made people wonder who he was.

And those who can be treated so respectfully by the two emperors of the demon clan cannot be an unknown person. However, the Taoist slandering in their hearts was just sneering in their hearts. No matter who Ye Xuan was, if a saint was present today, the demon clan would not cause any storm.

"Empress Houtu is here."

Ding-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The morning bell and evening drums are filled with auspicious aura, golden clouds are rumbling and rolling, auspicious clouds are showing off. The Houtu Palace is blooming with the holy light of the heavenly way, and a grand and luxurious figure is walking out of the Houtu Palace. It is the Houtu Palace, who is named the mother of the earth, and is also the seventh saint under the heavenly way.

The auspicious clouds stroll, and the auspicious air was thousands of. Houtu was wearing a golden robe, the holy light of reincarnation covered his body, and the holy power of the heavenly way rumbled and strolled into the feast of auspicious clouds.

"Worship to the Saint of Heaven."

"See Queen Houtu."

"Keep to the saints of our clan."

As Houtu entered the Xiangyun Banquet, Taoist lords from all sides hurriedly stood up to salute, with a look of awe on their faces. Obviously, no one dared to be lazy in the face of the saints, and expressed their greatest respect.

The vast starry sky, seven auspicious clouds, these seven auspicious clouds are the seats of the saints. Houtu sat cross-legged on the seventh auspicious clouds. She looked around the forces with a kind smile on her face. However, when he saw Ye Xuan beside the two emperors of the demon clan, her eyes instantly froze. However, this detail was very obscure and was not noticed by anyone at all.

Obviously, Houtu knew that this person was Ye Xuan without taking off his mask. Although she had already guessed that Ye Xuan would appear at the Butian Festival and was prepared in her heart, when Ye Xuan really appeared, Houtu's mind was still fluctuating extremely.

"You fellow Taoists don't need much ritual." Hou Tu smiled kindly, showing the majesty of the saint.

"Bold, why don't you worship the saint when you see it?"

Suddenly, in this harmonious atmosphere, Xuanming's ancestor witch strode out, and even pointed at Ye Xuan and scolded him. His eyes looked at Ye Xuan with gloomy expression.

"Um?"

Such a scene naturally attracted the attention of Taoist priests from all sides. When they saw Ye Xuan sitting calmly and not getting up to greet Houtu, their eyes suddenly narrowed, and their eyes looked at Ye Xuan were extremely shocked.

at this time.

The two emperors of the demon clan all led thousands of monsters to pay tribute to Houtu. After all, Houtu is a saint of heaven and must be respectful to the saints, but Ye Xuan naturally cannot pay tribute to Houtu like others.

Wow!

Ye Xuan was wearing a ghost mask. He lifted the wine pot on the Yun table, gently filled himself with a glass of fairy wine, and then raised the wine glass and drank it all, as if he had not noticed the attention of all Taoist priests, and he did not respond to the scolding of Xuanming Ancestor Witch.

"Bold, how dare you be so presumptuous?"

Xuanming's ancestor witch shouted angrily and walked towards Ye Xuan with great strides. Her eyes showed a terrifying fierce light, and several major ancestor witches from the Witch Clan also stood up one after another, and the extremely terrifying aura was locked on Ye Xuan's body.

It’s no wonder that the great ancestor witches are extremely angry. Today’s Tianfu Conference was held by the saint of Houtu, and Houtu is the saint of the witch clan. Ye Xuan didn’t even pay tribute to Houtu. This was simply not taking Houtu seriously, nor did they take their witch clan seriously. How could this prevent the great ancestor witches from having murderous intentions?

Unfortunately, in the face of the powerful postures of several ancestor witches, Ye Xuan seemed to have not noticed them. He just looked up slightly at the vast starry sky, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

It was not Ye Xuan who deliberately pretended to behave, but since he had survived the three tribulations of heaven, he no longer took anything seriously except for the saints and others.

Let’s say the most blunt and cruel words, if Ye Xuan is willing, if these people present want to kill them, who can be his opponent?

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the cloud table shattered. The Xuanming Ancestor Witch had already arrived in front of Ye Xuan, and even slapped the cloud table in front of Ye Xuan with a palm. The eyes of Ye Xuan looked at Ye Xuan with extremely cruel expression.

"I am asking you what the ancestor witch is asking you, why don't you worship the saints of my clan?" Xuanming's ancestor witch Senhan scolded, and the divine light of the ancestor witch rumbled, as if she was about to use a tough move on Ye Xuan the next moment.

"I dare to worship, will she bear it?"

The wind was light and clouds were not stained with smoke and dust. Ye Xuan finally took his eyes back from the vast starry sky. He glanced at Xuanming Ancestor Witch and made a quiet sound from his mouth.

"Wow!"

It caused a thousand waves. When Ye Xuan's words fell, the Taoist sects of all parties took a breath of air. The eyes looked at Ye Xuan as if they were looking at a madman, and there was an uproar in their mouths.

"Is this man crazy? How dare he disrespect the saint?"

"I don't know where the madman came from, he is simply looking for death."

"Look, the Holy Saint is going to get angry."

at this time.

Everyone noticed an extremely terrifying scene. Houtu, who was sitting cross-legged on the seventh auspicious cloud, looked extremely cold at this moment, and the holy light of reincarnation was extremely fluctuating around his body. The extremely terrifying holy power of the heavenly way was spreading out.

"It's over, it's over, this person is dead!"

The Antarctic Immortal Weng whispered slightly, looking at Ye Xuan as if he was looking at a dead person. The quasi-saints of various Taoist priests also noticed Hou Tu's gloomy face, and they were all shook their heads, sighing that Ye Xuan was ungrateful and threw his life here.

"Don't be angry, saint, why do you need to take action personally in this kind of ant? I, Xuanming, can see him suppress it." Xuanming's ancestor witch turned around and bowed to Houtu, and a cruel sneer came out of her mouth.

“Bold.”

Suddenly, Houtu finally erupted, and a holy light of reincarnation was shot in the direction where Ye Xuan was, which made all the Taoist priests unable to bear to look at it, and Xuanming Ancestor Witch sneered even more, as if he had seen Ye Xuan's death without a complete corpse.

Bang!

The sky exploded, and everything was quiet. The next scene directly made the Taoist dynasty of all parties present silently, and even made the entire feast of auspicious clouds audible. Everyone seemed to be in a dream, and they could not believe everything they saw.

What did they see?

The holy light of reincarnation photographed by Houtu actually slapped the Xuanming Ancestor Witch flying out, and the blood of the ancestor witch continued to gush out of the Xuanming Ancestor Witch's mouth, causing the Xuanming Ancestor Witch to suddenly fall into the auspicious cloud banquet, and a earth-shaking sound occurred.

"What...what's going on?"

Tianhao's ancestor witch looked dullly at Xuanming's bloody body, and then looked back at the Houtu Saint sitting cross-legged on the auspicious clouds. He did not come back from this strange thing.

hiss!

There was an uproar and awe. After more than ten breaths, all kinds of gasp-drinking sounds were heard, and everyone looked at Houtu with disbelief.
Chapter completed!