Primordial Origin was filled with regret.
Why didn't he notice it before?
Now, they had already offended Houtu.
After offending Houtu, he still wanted to obtain the throne of the netherworld?
That was simply wishful thinking.
Houtu probably wants to kick you out of her netherworld. How can she give you the throne of the Ghost Emperor of the netherworld!
Jieyin and Zhunti's faces also became very ugly. They had obviously thought of that.
They had just slapped Zhao Ling and her husband in front of Houtu. It was already very good that Houtu did not kick them out of Pingxin Palace.
As for the fruit rank of the underworld, he probably didn't even want to think about it.
The Grand Supreme's expression was dark. Zhao Ling was actually Houtu's cultivation partner, so how could he get the fruit position in the Netherworld?
The faces of the four Saints darkened as if they had eaten something indescribable.
Tongtian was dumbfounded.
When did Zhao Ling become Houtu's cultivation partner?
Why didn't he know about it at all?
Moreover, hadn't Zhao Ling been cultivating in seclusion in his cave abode in the North Sea? How did he suddenly become Houtu's cultivation partner?
Unexpectedly, unexpectedly.
Zhao Ling was so secretive, but he had actually kidnapped one of the two great goddesses of the Primordial World, Houtu, without anyone noticing!
Tongtian felt that he had to look at Zhao Ling in a new light.
It seemed that not only was Zhao Ling extraordinary, but he was also very good at pleasing women.
Otherwise, how could Zhao Ling abduct Houtu, one of the two great goddesses of the Primordial World?
One had to know that although Houtu was one of the two great goddesses of the Primordial World, she had never had a Dao partner before Zhao Ling.
Didn't this prove that Zhao Ling's skills were superb?
Tongtian could not help but admire Zhao Ling from the bottom of his heart.
This time, Zhao Ling had directly stolen the tower to someone else's house and cut off the path of Primordial Origin and the others.
Thinking of this, Tongtian could not help but be happy in his heart.
Presumably, his two senior brothers and the Two Sages of the West were suffering unspeakably at this moment.
After all, Houtu had just said that the Fruit Throne and God Throne of the Netherworld depended on Zhao Ling.
At this moment, the Origin and the other Sages were like a mute eating coptis root. They could not say anything about their suffering.
It was a heart-wrenching feeling.
There was definitely no need to think about the fruit rank of the underworld.
Zhao Ling definitely wouldn't give them the fruit slots of the Netherworld.
Now, he could only take a step back and let his disciples obtain the Netherworld God Throne.
Looking at Zhao Ling who was standing with Houtu, the Origin and the other Sages could only pinch their noses and ask for the God Throne of the Netherworld for their disciples.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao Ling, there are so many God Thrones in the Netherworld. You won't be able to use so many by yourself.”
"I think the Five Realm Ghost Emperor and the Ten Kings of Hell are quite suitable for our Chan School's disciples.”
"If not, Fellow Daoist Zhao Ling, why don't you give the God Thrones of the Five Ghost Emperors and the Ten Yama Kings to our Chan School?”
Primordial Origin pulled down the Sage's face and wanted to take away the other God Thrones below the Ghost Emperor.
Among them, the Five Realm Ghost Emperors needed five people, and the Ten Kings of Hell needed ten people.
This time, Primordial Origin wanted his Chan School disciples to directly occupy all the God Thrones in the Netherworld below the Ghost Emperor.
It was simply a lion's mouth.
Zhao Ling looked at the shameless Primordial Origin and sized him up.
How could he not have thought that apart from his hobby of bullying the weak, Primordial Origin was also very thick-skinned?
If it wasn't for the fact that Primordial Origin was thick-skinned, how would he dare to ask for the Netherworld Deity Position after making fun of him?
Shouldn't she be so ashamed that she packed up and left?
Zhao Ling looked at Primordial Origin with a mocking expression. Primordial Origin wanted to obtain all the God Thrones of the Netherworld from him. He said leisurely,"Why did I hear someone mocking me just now?”
When Primordial Origin heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
When the Grand Supreme and the Two Sages of the West heard Zhao Ling's words, they looked at Primordial Origin with amusement.
It was obvious that Zhao Ling was talking about Primordial Origin.
They were happy to see it.
After all, they had previously agreed to first squeeze Zhao Ling and split the Netherworld God Throne equally. After squeezing Zhao Ling away, they would snatch the Netherworld Fruit Throne.
Now, good heavens.
Zhao Ling was Houtu's dao companion, so he definitely could not be pushed around.
In that case, they would not be able to obtain the fruit position of the underworld. Only the god position of the underworld could be obtained by them.
He did not expect Primordial Origin to want to take away all the Netherworld God Thrones as soon as he opened his mouth. He did not leave any for the other two families at all.
Good heavens, he wanted to eat for himself.
If Yuan Shi really took away all the Deity Thrones in the Nether World, wouldn't they get nothing?
Therefore, they were happy when they asked Zhao Ling about the Deity Position and when Zhao Ling mocked them.
They thought to themselves,"Serves you right for being greedy!"
Primordial Origin's expression turned ugly.
But the Two Sages of the West were willing to beat them up when they were down.
Although they were on the same side before, it was only because of temporary benefits.
Now, they all wanted to snatch the God Throne of the Netherworld.
A conflict of interest.
Teammates became enemies.
This was a good opportunity to kill the enemy. How could they let go of such a good opportunity?
When facing a ruthless person, I would be submissive, but when facing my teammates, I would strike hard!
"Fellow Daoist Primordial Origin, that's not right. Just now, you insulted Fellow Daoist Zhao Ling's Jie School, and now you actually want to ask Fellow Daoist Zhao Ling for the God Throne.”Jie Yin shook his head as he spoke, looking as if he was disappointed that he had failed to meet his expectations.
Zhunti echoed Jieyin," Fellow Taoist of the Origin, if you still have some sense of shame, I advise you to leave so as not to embarrass us Sages."”
Primordial Origin widened his eyes and looked at the Two Sages of the West.
He couldn't believe that Jieyin and Zhunti would say such a thing.
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