"Go ahead and don't worry."

"I am here in the clan."

The old woman was firm.

Putting aside Mengxi, she is the strongest half-step ancestor in the clan. As long as the three Taoist Heavenly Masters do not join forces to attack her, she can handle it.

Mengxi nodded.

immediately.

The beautiful figure disappeared on the spot.

The old woman turned her attention back to Lu Hen Ge outside the ancient world, her tone still a little surprised: "This kid can actually become the new God of War. So, Sun Wukong is still dead."

The old woman seemed to know Sun Wukong and was quite moved.

Suddenly.

She thought of something.

"That stone infant from the Western Realm is actually on the verge of becoming the first ancestor. How many backup plans did Lady Nuwa leave behind back then?!"

Can't help it.

The old woman felt worried.

Strictly speaking.

The more backup plans Nuwa prepares, the worse it will be for them, the people of later generations.

The more backup plans they prepare, the more dangerous the troubles they will face.

even.

Even before her death, Nuwa was worried about whether they, the people of later generations, could cope with future troubles.

All the mysteries will be revealed when Mengxi obtains the complete book of creation prophecy.

The book of history in Xiaoman's hands and the book of prophecy of creation in Mengxi's hands will be the key to turning everything around.

"Want to help this kid?"

The old woman thought for a moment.

Without help from outsiders, Lu Hen Ge would not be able to hold on for long. After all, he had to face a group of ancestors, not just one.

Hesitate for a moment.

The old woman decided to watch the show anyway.

Mengxi didn't ask Lu Henge to help her before she left, so there was no need for her to do anything extra. She could just watch the show peacefully.

Lu Hen Ge's life or death has nothing to do with her.