Hou Tu, who had been sitting still, stood up slowly at this moment, glanced at Jun Muzhen who was lying on the ground, and sank down.

She still had a calm look on her face, but there was a storm in her heart and she couldn't calm down at all.

This guy is really good at it!

He actually thought of this method to attack Xuan Ming and escaped unscathed.

To their ancestral witches, this catastrophe from heavenly immortal to real immortal was indeed nothing.

But Xuan Ming's consciousness forcibly broke through the space, came from hundreds of millions of miles away, and was struck by the power of heaven. Although it was not seriously injured, it still hurt its origin.

The day is coming soon and every loss counts.

Sure enough, the disciples of the Three Emperors Academy always have trouble with their witch clan.

"Whoosh!"

Jun Muqian turned his head and his eyes met Hou Tuduan.

Faintly, a cold light suddenly appeared.

The eyes of the two people turned into reality at this moment, colliding with each other.

Naturally, Jun Muxian had to bear even greater pressure.

She took a deep breath, curled her lips, and smiled: "Thank you for the compliment, Empress Houtu, but I feel that I have not yet used my full strength."

This was her confrontation with Xian Lingyu again, but Houtu was the original body, and the clone of He Xianlingyu was very different.

When the cultivators and other demon gods heard Jun Muzhen's words, they were a little frightened.

Who wouldn’t be able to tell that the original intention of Hou Tu’s words was not to praise people at all, but to be ironic?

This Rong Mu was so courageous and extremely arrogant that he dared to speak like this to Empress Houtu.

"You brat, you..." Gonggong got angry, Huo Di stood up and was about to sweep to the ground.

But the moment he made a move, he was stopped by Hou Tu.

Hou Tu said calmly: "That's right. This place is too small, and it's really not enough for you to perform."

"..."

Hearing this sentence, everyone was at a loss again.

The Jade Emperor wanted to speak, but it was difficult to interrupt, and his face was extremely ugly.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches clearly did not take him as the Lord of the Three Realms seriously, and they all forgot that he was the organizer of this battle to confer gods.

The Jade Emperor snorted coldly, then he would see what the Witch Clan was going to do.

Jun Muqian stood with his hands behind his back, also waiting.

She hurt Xuan Ming, and the Witch Clan cannot let it go.

Sure enough, at this time, Hou Tu suddenly smiled coldly and raised his voice: "I said Rong Mu is the number one in the list of gods this time. Do you have any opinions?"

"..."

There was still silence, no one spoke.

Miraculously, the Jade Emperor did not speak, but nodded slowly.

Seeing this, even some dissenting and aggrieved cultivators immediately shut up.

They originally wanted to gather everyone's strength to refute this sentence and suppress Rong Mu, but now it seems that their little tricks are of no use at all.

Yes, just based on Jun Muzhen's previous battle, he had far surpassed all the practitioners present.

The immortals on the Heavenly List asked themselves, it was impossible for them to survive Rong Mu's violent fist for much longer, not to mention that they would eventually be involved in the Heavenly Tribulation?

If Rong Mu suddenly goes through another catastrophe, they will be the ones who die.

The immortals couldn't help but shudder and took a step back in awe.

No opinion, of course no opinion.

They will never laugh at Rong Mu again, this is simply stupid!

It's all because of those idiots from the Penglai Immortal Sect. They also said that Jiang Qingxue was the most powerful and that Rong Mu was only in the Mahayana period. As a result, he was slapped in the face one after another.

The other cultivators looked mockingly at the stunned Penglai disciple and couldn't help but speak out.

"I thought the Penglai Immortal Sect had raised a bunch of geniuses, but they turned out to be as stupid as pigs. They believed whatever Jiang Qingxue said. Don't they have any ability to judge of their own?"

"Haven't you heard? This Rong Mu originally went to Penglai to take the assessment. Who knew that Penglai looked down on people, and the masters of the Immortal Sect, under Jiang Qingxue's coercion and inducement, all drove Rong Mu away.

After leaving, in the end, it was the people from the Three Emperors Academy who took action and took Rong Mu under his wing."

Hearing this, some cultivators were surprised: "How could this happen? If Jiang Qingxue had not been jealous at that time, this Rong Mu should also be a disciple of Penglai. So today, Penglai can also take advantage of the number one god."

"Isn't that right? Although Penglai is one of the largest forces in the mortal world, it is only in the mortal world. How can it compare with the real gods? Look, who is sitting here? Penglai only needs to be transported in

One, the prestige will definitely increase greatly!"

"Tsk, tsk, it's a pity that they missed this opportunity. I think the Three Emperors Academy will rise again and replace Penglai's position."

The Penglai disciples participating in the Battle of the Gods this time were directly led by the Lord of Penglai Mountain, Yin Xiangzhenren. When he heard these words, he regretted extremely, and his hatred for Jiang Qingxue reached its peak.

good!

If it weren't for Jiang Qingxue, today's honor of being the number one god should belong to Penglai. But now, it was taken away by the Three Emperors Academy in vain, and Penglai lost an opportunity to rise to the top!

Master Yin Xiang wanted to cry but had no tears. If Jiang Qingxue hadn't left the corpse, he would have whipped the corpse.

Jun Muqian narrowed his eyes and was unmoved.

She certainly knew what kind of situation was waiting for her after she killed Jiang Qingxue and injured Xuan Ming.

Neither the Heavenly Court nor the Witch Clan would let her go easily.

Hou Tu praised her to the top of the list of gods, so naturally it was impossible to really praise her, it was just for conspiracy.

"Since everyone has no objections, it seems that they have come together with me." Hou Tu was very satisfied, "Then, does anyone else want to participate in the next competition?"

The cultivators shook their heads desperately and did not dare to move, for fear that they would trigger the anger of these demon gods.

"Very good." Hou Tu glanced sharply, "This battle to confer the gods is over."

After hearing these words, a cultivator finally couldn't help but speak out: "Then we...the other places for this god..."

"Of course there is." Hou Tu interrupted, "You need to ask your Majesty the Jade Emperor how many places there are."

She turned around and looked at the Jade Emperor: "Haotian, do you think so?"

"What Empress Houtu said is absolutely true." No matter how angry the Jade Emperor was, he still had to follow the answer, "Although this battle of conferring gods is over, there will be no shortage of places. There are still 365 righteous gods.

, excluding Rong Mu, there are three hundred and sixty-four places left."

"These three hundred and sixty-four places will be ranked according to their cultivation level. Whoever has a higher cultivation level will be selected."

Not many cultivators objected to the Jade Emperor's words.

The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the strength will be. There are not many perverts who can challenge Rong Mu through so many levels.

Thinking of this, all the mysterious and golden immortals were beaming with joy.

They got the place to become gods without much effort, and they had to thank Rong Mu.

"Okay, now that the canonization of gods has been completed, now we have to talk about the most important thing." Hou Tu clapped his hands again, "I remember, Haotian also said that this time we are the mortals who were canonized as gods.

You can choose a few as your disciples."

Hearing this, the Jade Emperor was a little puzzled, but he still responded: "Yes, I said it."

The Mysterious Immortals and Golden Immortals became even more excited, looking at the demon gods in the sky with burning eyes, their eyes gleaming.

The demon gods who come to Kunlunxu this time are all well-known. No matter who they worship as their masters, they will not lose.

The cultivators all focused their attention on Master Taiyi and Master Yuding, and began to figure out how to fight for them.

The former is the master of the third prince Nezha, and the latter is the master of the Erlang God Yang Jian. They are both the objects of their worship.

If I could join their sect, wouldn't I become brothers with these two?

What an honor!

Hou Tu said again: "I have not paid attention to the affairs of the Three Realms for a long time. This time I came uninvited, but I also love talents and want to accept a disciple."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Are you actually going to take on a disciple the day after tomorrow?

Who had such good luck?

The Jade Emperor stroked his beard and smiled kindly: "Look at what you said, whoever Queen Houtu likes will be willing to become her disciple."

"In that case, that's good." Hou Tu's eyes flashed slightly, and his voice raised, "What I'm interested in is naturally the number one god in this time."

The Jade Emperor's smiling face froze.

Jun Muqian's eyebrows moved and he sneered slightly.

She thought the witch clan was playing some tricks, but it turned out they were waiting for her here.

She didn't even have to think about what would happen if she was taken in as a disciple by Houtu.

"I haven't seen such a genius for a long time. It is unforgivable to not train him properly." Hou Tu looked at the young man in white, smiled faintly, and asked, "Rong Mu, do you want to refuse?"

Rong Mu, do you dare to refuse?
Chapter completed!