Meng Po, who was sitting next to the Wangxiang platform and boiling the pot of 'Meng Po soup', had an imperceptible smile on her face. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info is also a witch clan, and Meng Po is a doppelganger condensed by the Houtu ancestor witch with strong spiritual power. How could you not feel the breath of Lu Renjia's essence blood?

"Little ghost.. It's kind of clever. I know that in this underworld, the immortal Buddha is watching the old body all the time! I actually used two ghost cultivators to bring your essence blood..." Meng Po smiled in her heart.

Not long after, Nie Xiaoqian and Hongyu, who were following behind the bull-headed ghost, appeared in Meng Po's sight.

"Two little ladies, you two can only watch here, my bull head has led you two here, and I have done my best. If I cross the Nai He Bridge, in case I am discovered by the 'Pingxin Niangniang', even if it is a bull's head, I can't afford to bear it! The minotaur reminded angrily.

Along the way, Nie Xiaoqian and Hongyu gave a lot of benefits to this minotaur. Along the way, I don't know how much I gave for the heavy gold ingots alone. Hearing this, how could Nie Xiaoqian and Hongyu not know that this seemingly vicious bull-headed ghost was asking for benefits?

"I hope the ghost sends the eldest brother to make it convenient... The two little girls and sisters would like to dedicate everything they have.." As she spoke, Nie Xiaoqian took out a bejeweled bag and respectfully handed it to the bull-headed ghost.

I saw that this ten-foot-tall, burly bull-headed ghost like a hill almost pretended to be embarrassed, but his eyes were fixed on this jeweled bag, and he swallowed his saliva. Take this jeweled bag, pull clumsy fingers, open the bag and take a look. The fierce and vicious expression suddenly changed greatly. "Hey, hey, hey.. Say.. Say.. It's not easy to cultivate with your sisters... I can help the bull head, just help it... Okay, after the two of you cross this bridge, you can only see each other... Don't embarrass me."

Pretending to be grateful, Nie Xiaoqian and Hongyu followed the bull-headed ghost and walked across the Nai He Bridge.

The only way is 'Na He on the bridge, Na Na Ho, right and wrong do not cross the Lechuan River. There is no right or wrong in front of the Sansheng Stone, and Meng Po will be on the side of the Wangxiang platform. ’

Under the bridge, there are copper snakes and iron dogs. The ghosts who walked slowly were driven away by those ghosts with steel forks in their hands, and the ghosts who fell under the bridge fell one after another, and were devoured by the copper snakes and iron dogs in the Lechuan River.

The miserable wails and painful screams echoed on this eerie and terrifying bridge. The ghosts who go back and forth have long been accustomed to it. Still holding a steel fork in hand to drive away these ghosts.

Following behind the minotaur, who was a lap larger than the ordinary minotaur, Nie Xiaoqian and Hongyu walked quickly across the bridge. As soon as she crossed the Nai He Bridge, Nie Xiaoqian glanced at Hongyu, who shouted sadly to a ghost who had already drunk the 'Meng Po Soup', "Xianggong... Xiang Gong...", the sincere cry of sorrow naturally caused some commotion.

The bull-headed ghost who brought Nie Xiaoqian and Hongyu here was almost shocked, took the steel fork in his hand, and smashed it towards Hongyu's back, scolding, "Bah! In the dare to make noise! and will beat you to pieces!! ”

Although he scolded loudly, this bull-headed ghost grabbed Hongyu and whispered, "My aunt and grandmother... Don't shout.. If you let that 'Meng Po' know, tell the king of Hades... I can't afford to eat a cow's head."

Taking advantage of the fact that the red jade had attracted all the attention, Nie Xiaoqian tiptoed a little and flew towards Meng Po next to the Wangxiang platform. The white jade bottle in his hand was stuffed into Meng Po's hand.

A stealing dragon and phoenix to hide from the sky and the sea, an indescribable smile flashed in the eyes of the kind Meng Po, Nie Xiaoqian knew that the other party must know what was in the bottle, so she respectfully gave a salute. And he flew back. Grabbed the red jade who had been beaten by the bull-headed ghost, and whispered to persuade, "Little sister, don't be sad, your husband has drunk the 'Meng Po soup' and forgotten the old love. Reincarnation. You and I should go back and cultivate in peace." As he spoke, he also said to the bull-headed ghost, "Along the way, the troublesome ghost sends the big brother to help... My two sisters will never forget, and in the future, if there is anything to send, my two sisters will never say the same! ”

"Hey.. Okay, okay, okay.. Let's go, if there's something going on, I can't afford it." The minotaur urged.

At the same time, Lu Renjia, who was waiting for news in the world, suddenly opened his eyes. An old voice came to my head: "Little one... How did you become a witch? ”

This understatement is like a greeting from an elder. It's like a witch coldly asking a junior of unknown origin.

After thinking about it, Lu Renjia decided to tell the truth. In the small world of "Shu Mountain", I met the great witch Chi You. Isn't it because of the Wu clan blood in his body that he doesn't hesitate to help himself? Now in the face of the Houtu Ancestor Witch, in order to preserve a trace of the blood of the Wu clan, in the Lich Tribulation, how can he hide the elder who is willing to use his 'witch body' to transform into the six reincarnations?

After crushing the jade bottle and using the essence blood of Lu Renjia in the bottle to build a spiritual connection between the Wu clan, Meng Po, who had been lonely for an unknown number of years, listened carefully to everything Lu Renjia, a junior from the world, said.

"I see... Heaven is the most fair, and Heaven is ruthless.. I didn't expect that among the thousands of worlds, there would be such a junior as you... Anyway, what have you done with all the trouble of coming here? Meng Po's old voice appeared in Lu Renjia's mind.

"Houtuzu Wu Rong."

Before Lu Renjia finished speaking, he was interrupted by Meng Po, "I am the doppelganger of the Houtu Ancestor Witch condensed with the supreme spirit, although the old body represents the Houtu Ancestor Witch, but I can't afford the title of the Houtu Ancestor Witch..." Lu boy, you call the old man Granny Meng..."

"The juniors obey the order, Granny Meng.. The younger generation wants to go one step further and achieve the 'Ancestral Witch Realm'! Lu Renjia said bluntly.

The Wu clan, who were born for war, are not afraid of everything. Kill the heavenly immortals and Buddhas. Between the Wu clan, it has always been straightforward. At the time of the flood, although the Wu clan was not as large as the number of demon clans, it relied on this unity. and strong strength, not to mention the hundreds of millions of demon clans, even the interception of religion, expounding religion, and Western Buddhism are afraid of it.

Hearing Lu Renjia's words, Meng Po, who was next to the Nine Shadows Wangxiang Platform, smiled knowingly, "The ambition is not small... But do you know why my witch clan inheritance, every witch has the potential to become an 'ancestral witch', but since the flood to the present, there has never been a thirteenth ancestral witch? ”

Meng Po's words also made Lu Renjia fall into deep thought. In the midst of the wilderness, there are countless innate treasures, acquired spiritual treasures, and heavenly and earthly treasures. And there are the wild beasts of the wilderness all over the land. It can be said that for the Wu clan who were born for war, it is simply a unique upgrade venue. But even so, why has no great witch among the witches ever broken through to the ancestral witch?

"Granny Meng.. Could it be the saints who are doing it? Lu Renjia said uncertainly.

Meng Po, who was looking at the hometown platform, distributed 'Meng Po soup' to every ghost who put down all the dust, a trace of desolation flashed in her eyes: "Sage? Although they are powerful, our Wu clan also has the relics of Pangu Father God. How can they influence? My Wu clan is not defeated by the saints... Instead, he lost to the 'Heavenly Dao'! Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs! My Wu clan wanted to change their lives against the sky, but in the end they were defeated... Demon Clan? That's a piece of.. Twelve of our brothers and sisters, with the magic power of the rules, the phantom of the Pangu Father God condensed by their own bloodline is enough to kill them. What's more, the divine power of this Pangu Father God Phantom is less than one-tenth of the Pangu Father God's body."

Meng Po's bleak tone could not hide the pride of being an ancestral witch and a witch clan born for war. Not afraid of all things. Even if you lose, you still have that indelible pride.

Lu Renjia's eyes widened in disbelief, he didn't expect the real situation of the Lich Tribulation to be like this. Faintly, Lu Renjia seemed to understand something. Tentatively asked, "So, as long as you collect one hundred and twenty ancestral witches, you can let Pangu Father God be reborn?" ”

"It's worthy of the little guy who groped all the way to the 'Great Witch Realm'... The ultimate wish of our twelve brothers and sisters is to let God make Pangeo! Pity.. Providence makes people.. There are twelve tribes of my witch clan, and each of the 'great witches' has not fully grown up, and they have been destroyed under the calculations of the Heavenly Dao... Lu boy, you have inherited the bloodline of Brother Dijiang, which is the bloodline of the most difficult to promote to the ancestral witch... Because in the blood of Brother Dijiang, there are two laws of 'speed' and 'space'. Want to take the last step... What you need is not hard work, but 'chance'! Meng Po said softly.

Lu Renjia couldn't help but gasp. The moment he obtained the 'Evil God System' and became a qualified person, Lu Renjia thought that he was no longer a good person, and he successively traveled through his soul and descended into his physical body. He can also be said to be a decisive person. With the increase in strength, the expansion of ambition is inevitable. But I never dreamed that during the famine, the ambition of the Twelve Ancestors was so big.

Just imagine, the desolate world. But it was formed by the fall of the Pangu god Kaitian. If it is really the twelve ancestral witches such as Dijiang, Gonggong, and Zhurong, ninety-eight ancestral witch-level powerhouses are cultivated, and a 'Pangu' is newly created. Not to mention the demon clan, even the six great saints are not opponents. It is estimated that this is also the reason why Na Hongjun Daozu finally made up for the whole heavenly machine with his body.

Although he was shocked by the terrifying plan of these ancestral witches to build Pangu, Lu Renjia did not forget his original intention of coming to this small world. "Serendiity? I don't know if Granny Meng can tell the truth? What kind of chance is it? Boy, I have used the law of 'space' to open up a small world... But I still can't sell this last step... Mental power is stuck in a bottleneck and can't move forward an inch.."

Relying only on the memories of the bloodline inheritance of the 'Wu Clan', from the 'Wu Man' step by step to the origin of the 'Great Witch', Meng Po, a clone condensed by the supreme spirit of the Houtu Ancestor Wu, can imagine how many ups and downs Lu Renjia has experienced.

"Alas. It's hard for you, Lu boy.. What you need is something that can combine the two magical laws of 'speed' and 'space' into one... That's the key. Speed can penetrate space, and space crossing is the ultimate speed. Only by merging these two into one can I improve the spiritual power of my Wu clan again." Meng Po said slowly.

Hearing this, Lu Renjia couldn't help but show a happy smile on his face, in the small world of the Journey to the West type. I'm afraid that only in the small world of "Journey to the West: The Great Sage Marrying" has such a thing. Isn't that the 'Moonlight Treasure Box' that I want to capture in the dark?

After thinking about it, Lu Renjia continued to ask, "Granny Meng.. If the kid achieves the realm of 'ancestral witch'. I wonder if I can summon the 'Pangu Father God' phantom on my own? ”

The kind Meng Po, like an elder who carefully explained the doubts of the younger generations in the family, laughed loudly, "I want to summon the phantom of 'Pangu Father God' on my own? Hahaha.. You're a big kid. It's hard to say, it's easy to say.. As long as you find the bones of Pangu Father God, with the 'Ancestral Witch Realm', you can barely summon a part of the phantom of 'Pangu Father God'. But it can only last for twelve breaths at most.."

Meng Po's words undoubtedly made Lu Renjia see the hope of winning in the battle of the war discipline.

With the mother machine, a warmonger, the small world of "Green Snake" was finally destroyed by the automatic destruction program installed on the steel fortress. After destroying a world, the one in a hundred million chance actually made the 'Evil God System' reward a 'Ultimate Lottery' to obtain the 'Pangu Finger Bone'. In this way, when Lu Renjia achieves the 'Ancestral Witch Realm', won't he be able to summon the fist of the 'Pangu Father God' with the help of this 'Pangu Finger Bone'? Even if it can only last for a short period of twelve breaths, it is enough to kill the powerhouse of the Great Luo Golden Immortal. (To be continued.) )