Chapter Seventy-Seven: Yang Mei dedicates his heart and blood

In the heart of this Pangu statue, there is actually a huge heart, the heart is still pounding at this time, strong and powerful, but in this Pangu heart, it is a little weak at this time.

At that time, Pangu incarnated into the world of all things, the body turned into mountains and rivers, the essence turned into spirits, the primordial spirit turned into three clears, and the essence and blood turned into twelve ancestors and witches.

Only this Pangu heart was left and flew to the twelve ancestral witches.

After the birth of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, countless rare innate materials were used to refine a Pangu statue, hollow out the heart part, and place the Pangu heart in it as a sacred object of the Wu clan.

Because the Twelve Ancestors believed that this Pangu heart was specially left to the Wu clan by the father Pangu, so they carved the statue of Pangu and placed the heart in it as a sacred relic for the Wu clan to worship in the future.

Yang Mei looked at the huge Pangu statue and looked at its heart and said, "The vitality of this Pangu statue seems to have weakened a lot. ”

When Di Jiang heard this, he immediately said: "Yes, since the Father God incarnated all things, although he left this Pangu heart, its vitality has been weakening day by day, and now after hundreds of millions of years, the vitality of this heart has reached an extremely weak level. Di Jiang's voice was a little gloomy.

Yang Mei heard the words and said: "This Pangu heart is lacking Pangu's heart, so it is becoming more and more exhausted. ”

"We know this, but now that the father Pangu has incarnated all things, where to find this Pangu painstaking work. Dijiang said.

"I have a solution to this heart failure. Yang Mei said lightly.

"What?" The Twelve Ancestral Witches looked at Yang Mei in amazement, as if they couldn't believe the authenticity of Yang Mei's words.

I saw Yang Mei turn over his hand and take out a fist-sized milky white 'water ball' that was the Pangu heart's blood, and when this bloodwork appeared, the Pangu heart on the Pangu statue began to beat violently. and the Pangu effort in Qingchen Yang Mei's hand began to have a strange resonance, and the two were inherently

It is not without wonder that they are of the same origin, and they resonate when they meet at this time.

"What is this?"

Di Jiang was a little surprised in his heart, a bold guess came to mind, and at the same time, an extremely cordial and familiar aura also surged into the hearts of the twelve ancestors and witches present. The Twelve Ancestors are Pangu essence and blood contaminated with a wisp of innate turbidity, and the evil qi is born in combination, and it is also the essence and blood of Pangu that is now seen

This place of Pangu's heart and blood resonated with the Pangu essence blood deep in the body.

"This is Pangu's painstaking effort. Yang Mei said lightly.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the twelve ancestors and witches all looked at the mass of Pangu blood in Yang Mei's hand with excited expressions, and their expressions were extremely excited, and the resonance in the depths of their blood made them know that they were not dreaming at this time, but what was really born in front of them, and that Pangu blood was real.

"I don't know if you got this blood from Pangu Father God?" One of the twelve ancestral witches was shrouded in robes, but this person was the wise man of the twelve ancestral witches.

"No," Yang Mei said: "This Pangu effort is that after Pangu opened the sky, there was a Chaos Demon God in the Saint Realm who wanted to take the opportunity to sneak into this desolation, and Pangu now Pangu used a drop of his own blood to seal this demon god. Until millions of years ago, I traveled to the wilderness of the far west

This Pangu painstaking summon this blood, and easily slashed the demon god of the saint realm. ”

The twelve ancestral witches all looked at Yang Mei with reverence at this time, the saint claimed to be immortal and immortal, and the primordial god pinned the void Yang Mei to be able to kill a saint, which made the twelve ancestors worship Yang Mei in their hearts. The ancestral witch is warlike and adheres to Pangu's physical body, and his supernatural powers are as warlike as Pangu. In Chaos

In the countless years of Pangu, when he was idle and bored, he would always find Yang Mei to fight, one to confirm what they had learned from each other, and also to vent the belligerent mentality in their hearts.

No matter what world you are in, the strong are always respected, and the worship of the strong has existed since ancient times, and it cannot be erased no matter what.

Although the twelve ancestors dare to disrespect heaven and earth, they do not respect saints, but only respect Pangu.

However, although the real strong ancestor is arrogant, he will also have a sense of worship. Moreover, Yang Mei and Napangu have been friends for hundreds of millions of years, and they can be regarded as their predecessors, so although the ancestor Wu is proud in his heart, he has faintly reduced the strangeness of Fang Cai in Yang Mei's heart. Relying on Yang Mei's identity as a saint and Pangu's friend alone is enough to make this ancestor awe and worship.

"The cultivation of the predecessors is really extraordinary, and they are actually able to kill the saints. "Di Jiang has already positioned Yang Mei as a senior at this time, because Di Jiang can feel that Yang Mei is really helpful to them.

"The current cultivation can only deal with the saints, if it is replaced by the cultivation of me and Pangu in the chaos. Saints, the way of heaven will be destroyed when they turn their hands, and even if they are strong people with the same cultivation, it is extremely easy to kill. When Yang Mei said this, there was naturally a hint of pride on his face. He was originally one of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, and he controlled the spatial law known as the law of defying the sky, whether it was cultivation or the law he mastered, it was enough to make him arrogant to anyone.

After hearing this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were even more shocked in their hearts, and the scene of Pangu Yang Mei slaughtering in the chaos came to their minds, and they couldn't help but feel a feeling of blood boiling in their hearts.

Ancestral witches are naturally warlike, and at this time, just the scene of Pangu Yang Mei's killing chaos appeared in his mind, and the militant factors hidden in his body emerged, and faintly all the ancestral witches wanted to try.

The three thousand Chaos Demon Gods were naturally warlike, and there was already a belligerent factor lurking in the depths of their bodies.

And the belligerent factor in Pangu's heart in charge of the law of power is stronger than that of other Chaos Demon Gods, even Yang Mei is usually gentle and indifferent, but there is still a belligerent factor lurking in the depths of his body. It's just that because of this, the flood is no longer chaotic, and the three thousand demon gods of chaos are even more dead, injured, and reincarnated in addition to Yang Mei's cultivation in the chaos period so far, but he was also chopped by Pangu with an axe to recuperate in the chaos.

And the Twelve Ancestral Witches were transformed by the essence blood of Pangu, and naturally there was a warlike factor of Pangu hidden in their bodies. At this time, recalling the scene of Pangu Yang Mei fighting the three thousand chaos demon gods in his mind, he all felt his blood boiling, and even the two female ancestors among the twelve ancestral witches, Xuan Ming also wanted to find someone to fight at this time to vent the belligerent character in his heart.

Yang Mei bent his fingers and popped out a finger wind, and took out a drop of blood from the mass of Pangu's heart blood in his hand and bounced it towards the constantly beating Pangu heart.

'Pounding', 'pounding', 'pounding' The moment Pangu's heart blood entered the heart, I saw that this Pangu heart regained its vitality in an instant and beat violently, and the powerful voice echoed endlessly in this Pangu hall.

"The Father's heart is rejuvenated again. With tears in his eyes, Di Jiang looked at the beating heart of Pangu.