Chapter Seventy-Six: The Ancestral Witch

Since the birth of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they have practiced in this mountain range, and they have never appeared in the flood wilderness at all, because people from the outside world have no knowledge, and now Yang Mei said that he knew the names of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, which made Zhu Rong naturally surprised in his heart.

"Hehe, I heard that the ancestral witch is warlike and adheres to the Pangu flesh body, and has supernatural powers. ”

Looking at Zhu Rong's somewhat wary eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of Yang Mei's mouth again and said, "Then come on." Little one, let me see how your cultivation goes?"

Zhu Rong was furious when he heard this, and said secretly in his heart: "I think that our Twelve Ancestors are the essence and blood of Pangu Father, and now this person is so presumptuous, and the most hateful thing is that he actually calls me a little guy." If you don't give him some color and look at it, you won't know how powerful our twelve ancestors are. ”

Zhu Rong thought about it, and a layer of fierce fire burned all over his body, and the flames turned into a long knife and rushed towards Yang Mei.

Yang Mei just stood in place and flicked his fingers, popped out a finger wind, and headed towards Zhu Rong.

In the face of this finger wind, Zhu Rong disdained the long knife in his hand and continued to slash towards Yang Mei, but Zhu Rong relied on his own physical strength, and was not afraid of the attacks of ordinary spiritual treasures and Taoist supernatural powers.

But what happened next made Zhu Rong dumbfounded.

I saw that the finger wind knocked Zhu Rong away the moment it touched Zhu Rong's body.

Zhu Rong only felt a huge force coming, and the next moment he flew upside down, crashing through several mountains along the way, and finally immersed himself with a bang.

"What's the matter?" several exclamations came out, and eleven people came out of a palace, both men and women, but only two women.

Yang Mei looked over, but he knew that it was the rest of the ancestral witches, and his eyes just swept lightly and he didn't pay attention to it.

Boom of dust and rubble.

Zhu Rong rushed out of the pile of rubble with a little embarrassment, with the strength of the ancestral witch's body, he didn't have any danger, but he looked a little embarrassed.

Zhu Rong roared angrily, and the flames in his hand gathered, instantly forming a fireball with a strong high temperature, and threw it towards Yang Mei in an instant.

Yang Mei just clicked his index finger, and the fireball shrank sharply in the air, and finally a pinch of flame danced on Yang Mei's fingertips, like a flame spirit.

At this time, the twelve ancestral witches were instantly shocked, Zhu Rong's strength was the most clear to them, although it was not the strongest, but it was also ranked high among the ancestral witches. Now that he was easily taken over by this young man, looking at Zhu Rong's previous appearance, he must have suffered a loss at the hands of this young man.

Zhu Rong also looked at Yang Mei with wide eyes, his mouth was wide open, enough to bite a ball, and his expression was even more dumbfounded looking at the pinch of flame in Yang Mei's hand.

Yang Mei saw the expressions of the twelve ancestral witches in his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he flicked his fingers and flicked the pinch of flame towards Zhu Rong.

"Your Excellency, be merciful. ”

An abrupt spatial crack appeared in front of Zhu Rong, and that flame flashed into the spatial crack.

Yang Mei knew that the one who could use the power of this space must be the eldest Emperor Jiang among the twelve ancestral witches, who was like a yellow sac, red like a fire, six legs and four wings, and Hun Dun had no face; It's just that the Di Jiang in front of him has turned into a human body, and he has not revealed the ancestral witch body.

"Dijiang?"

I saw Di Jiang's body shocked, looked at Yang Mei and said, "How do you know my name." ”

Di Jiang was extremely surprised in his heart, but he didn't act rashly, seeing Yang Mei playing with Zhu Rong just now, he could know from it that the other party's cultivation was above them.

Yang Mei nodded secretly in his heart, "This Di Jiang has some brains, unlike that Zhu Rong's limbs, he is simple-minded, and he is worthy of being the leader of the Wu clan in the future." ”

"Not only do I know your name, but I also know the names of the Twelve Ancestors. Yang Mei said.

Seeing Di Jiang's somewhat suspicious gaze, Yang Mei was not angry, the corners of his mouth curled, and he pointed to a person who was a little green, and said, "Jumang, the ancestor of the wood." Ignoring the surprised eyes of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he pointed out two of the two women among the Twelve Ancestral Witches and said, "Houtu, the Ancestral Witch of the Earth." Xuan Ming, the ancestor of rain. ”

"Di Jiang believes it, dare to ask who Your Excellency is?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Yang Mei's mouth and said, "If you want to ask me who I am, wait and listen to me." He said to himself: "Hongmeng first sentenced my husband, the god of three thousand laws to breed demons." Hundreds of millions of years of chaos, there are only three thousand demon gods. Throughout Pangu Open Heaven and Earth, the Infinite Avenue is hidden in the heart. The three flowers on the top are wonderful, and the five qi in the chest change a lot. Others want to ask who I am, and count Yang Mei in the wilderness. ”

A ballad revealed Yang Mei's name and surname.

"Your Excellency is a saint?" Di Jiang said.

Although the ancestral witches did not go to the outside world, it does not mean that the ancestral witches did not know anything about the outside world, at least the saint still knew.

Yang Mei nodded, acknowledging his identity.

"Dijiang has seen a saint. The tone was neither humble nor arrogant, even when he knew that the other party was a saint, he still didn't kneel, but just said with a fist at Yang Mei.

Much like a chivalrous man.

The Wu clan fought the heavens and the earth, adhering to the Pangu body, supernatural powers and Pangu's warlike factors. It was this ancestral witch who wielded this militant factor in the future.

In the future, there is a saying that the Wu clan will spread the flood and famine. Don't respect the sky, don't kneel on the ground, only respect Pangu. It can be seen how much the Wu clan reveres Pangu, even if the other party is a saint, he has never bent his waist, and the waist of the ancestral witch is only to Pangu.

"Haha, good, good. Yang Mei laughed and said three good words in a row.

Ignoring the puzzled eyes of Di Jiang and the other ancestors, he said: "Sure enough, it is worthy of the Pangu bloodline, good." That will not be humble, not arrogant, and never give in is the same as Pangu, and you finally did not insult Pangu's prestige. ”

Although Di Jiang was surprised in his heart, he said: "The saint was born from the earth, and he must have seen Pangu Father God. ”

Yang Mei smiled: "Not only have I seen it, Pangu and I have been friends for hundreds of millions of years. Pangu was born before me, I was born behind Pangu, and in the chaos, Pangu and I are still comrades-in-arms who fight side by side. ”

When the Twelve Ancestors heard this, their faces also had some longing, and their faces softened a lot, and they said to Yang Mei: "Since the saint is a friend of Pangu Father God, it should be a friend of my Wu clan, please come here." After speaking, he made a gesture of please, and remembered that Yang Mei went somewhere else.

Who knew that Yang Mei waved his hand and said, "Don't be so troublesome, I want to go to the Pangu Hall to see Pangu." After speaking, he walked towards the Pangu Hall with his own care.

Behind him, the Twelve Ancestral Witches also followed Yang Mei step by step.

Entering the Pangu Hall, I saw a huge statue standing in front of it, which was about 10,000 zhang high, holding a huge axe in his hand and making a gesture to split, and the breath of eternal desolation came from this Pangu statue.