Li Chen thought about what the Lord of Great Luck had said, and his fingers tapped on the table with a rhythmic sound, and the entire Wen Dao Palace suddenly fell silent.

But it is said that the two great witches placed the loess prayer altar in the open space, the loess prayer altar seems to be very heavy, and the two witches are a little difficult to carry, but they do not stir up a trace of dust when they fall to the ground.

After the two great witches retreated, a group of Wu men and women dressed in extremely dazzling clothes, with mysterious makeup painted on their faces, holding five-colored feathers, danced an unknown music and dance around the loess prayer altar.

The Wu clan on the side shouted "Wu-Wu-Wu-Wu-Wu" at the right time to follow the rhythm

The entire Witch Clan is in a frenzy.

When Yuan Shi and the others saw this scene, they couldn't help frowning, they couldn't understand what the Wu clan was doing.

I have to say that the dances of these witches also have a sense of rhythm, which makes people feel like they want to join in and dance with them.

"Big Brother ......"

Yuan Shi looked at Lao Tzu, but saw that Lao Tzu shook his head slightly, and said in a divine voice: "Don't act rashly, let's wait and see what happens!"

After saying that, he stared at those witches again.

Although Yuan Shi wanted to make a move very much and forcibly leave the place of right and wrong, when he heard Lao Tzu's warning, he could only hold back his patience and wait quietly.

If he wanted to be alone, Yuan Shi was really not sure that he would escape under the hands of twelve flesh-based mixed yuan powerhouses.

The physical body is mixed in the realm, that is to say, the physical body has reached the level above the best innate spirit treasure, and the ancestral witch is good at the law, and under the full strength, it is no worse than a strong person in the early stage of a saint.

Twelve ancestors with different laws can all rely on the laws to reach the level of interpreting heaven and earth, plus the almost perverted body, the entire twelve war machines.

I saw that those witches who were dancing with music and dancing retreated after dancing for about a stick of incense.

At this time, a mysterious power had gathered on the loess prayer altar, which was somewhat similar to the power of Shinto faith, but it was more advanced than the power of faith.

Even Li Chen couldn't help but be interested when he saw this.

But I saw that the emperor river came to the altar step by step, like a pilgrimage.

"Jiang (referring to Dijiang) first told the Pangu father and the ancestors: Since the birth of our Pangu bloodline, we have respected the order of our father and God, guarded the flood and wilderness, spent all four seasons and four directions, guarded the five qi, and did not taste peace. However, the demon clan cholera, the gods do not know the destiny of heaven to encircle our people. Thanks to the protection of our father and the spirits of our ancestors, we were able to return to the wilderness again. Now, adhering to the will of the Father, and repaying the kindness of the ancestors, I hereby ask for the command to take charge of the authority of the flood and the wilderness, and to respond to the innate mission, God and the wilderness will be united, and the flood and the land will be free from calamity at the right time, and the living beings will not suffer from the cracks of the earth. I hope that God the Father and the spirits of the ancestors will send down power to manifest the ...... of inspiration."

The memorial texts of the crepe crepe were finally read out from the emperor, but it was another feeling for the people who watched.

Once upon a time, those Wu clans who could only fight and kill, and who were simple-minded and had well-developed limbs, would actually quietly recite this crepe sacrificial text.

As soon as Di Jiang's words fell, the golden page of the book carrying the sacrificial text made of something unknown in his hand suddenly spontaneously combusted without fire.

It seems that this sacrificial text is just a key, and it seems to be a guide, when this sacrificial text burns, a huge will appears out of thin air on this altar, but this will has the strength of the Great Dao realm.

The mysterious power on the altar seemed to have reached some kind of exchange after this will appeared, and disappeared in an instant.

"Shinto Authority, Gathering !!"

A deep voice sounded between heaven and earth, and the Shinto authority in the god list was ready to move under this low shout.

Li Chen couldn't help but snort coldly when he saw that this strange powerhouse was about to use the authority of the Divine Dao without his own approval.

You must know that from beginning to end, this Shinto authority is Li Chen's bag, and it has long been regarded by Li Chen as his own.

Although there are many authoritative priesthoods through the god list, the source of this is still in oneself.

The actions of this strange avenue realm powerhouse are simply snatching food from the tiger's mouth, and he simply doesn't take himself seriously.

"Fixed !!"

With an order, the abnormal Fengshen Bang suddenly quieted down like a cat with smooth hair.

"Shinto Authority, Gathering !!"

This will doesn't seem to have much wisdom, and when he saw that he hadn't achieved his goal, he immediately shouted again.

After some temptation, Li Chen was sure that this was just the will of a Great Dao Realm powerhouse, and even this Great Dao Realm powerhouse did not leave much wisdom on this will.

Shot again, but with all his might.

"Peep into Shinto, be !!"

As he spoke, Li Chen's hand had broken through the limitations of time and space and came to the sky above the altar.

The will of the formless and substantial Great Dao Realm powerhouse seemed to have turned into substance in Li Chen's hands.

Being pinched by Li Chen, it suddenly turned into a transparent and translucent ball the size of a ping-pong ball, Li Chen suddenly retracted his hand and threw the bead turned into the willpower of this Great Dao Realm powerhouse into the Tower of Babel.

After entering the Tower of Babel, even if a real Dao powerhouse comes, he can't make waves.

However, for the culprit of the Wu clan, Li Chen did not intend to let go.

"The Wu clan peeps into the authority of Shinto, and its crime should be punished, but the deity is not a person who loves to kill, the death penalty can be escaped but the living crime is inevitable, the deity is now suppressing you and other Wu clans in all directions, and it is limited to one catastrophe, so you can accept it?"

Li Chen's mind turned, and he thought of a way to deal with the Wu Clan. The so-called calamity is a calamity, and the resurrection of the Wu clan must involve a powerful layout, This great power is either the dead Pangu or the mysterious Pangu people. Therefore, Li Chen would not let these ancestral witches die so easily.

Hearing Li Chen's words, the ancestor suddenly stopped.

You must know that the desolate world was opened up by Pangu, and this Shinto was prepared for the Wu clan from Pangu's original will.

But the Wu clan went in the wrong direction at the beginning, abandoning Shinto, and after the catastrophe of life and death, they understood Pangu's will and wanted to take back the control of Shinto, which should have been justified.

The mistake is that at this moment, Shinto is already in Li Chen's bag, and the strength in the flood is respected, and the consequences can be imagined.

Although the will of the powerhouse of the Great Dao realm just now was summoned by a group of ancestral witches, but a group of ancestral witches did not know his cultivation realm, seeing that Li Chen cleaned it up so easily, he thought it was very weak.

Thinking of the hole cards of their Wu clan, Di Jiang, Zhu Rong and other ancestral witches roared with red eyes:

"If we are not convinced, please ask Your Excellency to recruit !!"

"Your hole card is the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array, but it's worth seeing!"

Li Chen stepped out of the Dao Palace and came to the sky above the Pangu Palace.

With an expressionless face on his face, he put his hands behind his back, looked at the ancestral witches, and said lightly. It seems that these twelve heavenly gods are not worth mentioning at all, and if they are not curious, they will not be given a chance at all.