The twelve golden figures each occupy one side, and each follows the direction of the heavenly and earthly branches. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Standing proudly in the sky, there is a bit of the invincible demeanor of the ancestors of the Wu clan who dominate the wilderness!

glanced at Bai Qi, who finally bowed his head and surrendered, and couldn't help but be a little proud with the insight that Yingzheng was not surprised. Just ask the whole world, who can suppress Wu Anjun except me?

Looking at the majestic twelve huge golden figures in front of him, Qin Shi Huang couldn't help but hold up He's Bi and shouted: "The way of heaven is above, I am the emperor of the Great Qin, and I am now canonized as Emperor Jiang, Jumang, Harvest, and Gonggong...... Houtu, Xuanming and other twelve 'people' are the protectors of the country, enjoying the incense of all the people, and the protection of the national fortune! Since then, Daqin has made life and death coexist with God, the country will exist for one day, and the edict will never be changed! ”

As the oath was spoken, a huge divine eye appeared in the sky, cold and indifferent, and immeasurably powerful! This is the manifestation of the will of the Heavenly Dao!

After the Great Lich War, the two overlords fell, and the Terrans rose. If the ancestral witch is resurrected, it will threaten the development and growth of the human race, the protagonist of heaven and earth, and the Heavenly Dao will never allow any mistakes to happen.

But Qin Shi Huang found a different way to find loopholes in the system. With the willingness of all the people of the Qin Dynasty to canonize the "Twelve Divine Envoys" in a strong national fortune. If Dijiang and Xuanming are reincarnated, then they will appear as "people" from now on, and they will no longer be the ancestral witches who shook the desolate world in the past!

He's Bi exudes a rich milky white brilliance, which is the wish and national fortune accumulated by the Qin Dynasty since the founding of the country!

Under the shroud of light, the hostile people were suppressed for the first time, and the appearance of the twelve huge golden people changed dramatically.

The shape of the original carved out of the same mold has changed. Some have a snake face, some have a tiger head and a human body, some are tall and have a bulging chest, and some have a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a wide body and a fat body, and the shape is different.

And the gradually increasing aura that enveloped the audience clearly told everyone that the former overlord was slowly waking up!

Qin Shi Huang clasped his fists and saluted, shouting: "O my people, follow the widow to welcome the arrival of the protector of the country!" ”

The 300,000 troops all knelt down and shouted: "Welcome to the arrival of the Protector of the Nation!" ”

At the same time, outside the world, sighs were heard one after another from some places in the void. There are men and women, sighing or disdainful. The only thing that is the same is that unless the strength reaches that level, even if they stand in front of them and speak, they will not be able to find out!

In the Buddha realm of the Pure Land of Bliss, Amitabha Buddha held his hands to the heavens with compassion, and sighed softly: "Give up the authentic throne of Pangu, get rid of all causes and effects, and be reborn in Nirvana, the twelve ancestors...... No, it's the twelve gods who make great perseverance! Alas, it's a pity that it's not my Western church. Well, it's a big deal, let's see ......."

In the Taoyuan Cave of Nine Immortal Mountain, the immortal who was peerless and transcendent in the world shook his head and chuckled: "The former Wu clan is indeed good. But now this world belongs to the human race. Those who are still alive still want to make waves, which is ridiculous. ”

In the Heavenly Court Tushi Palace, an auspicious old man wearing a Taoist robe and sitting in front of the alchemy furnace slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes penetrated the endless space and stared into the martial realm, the old man's expression was indifferent, and he only glanced at it before retracting his gaze and looking at the alchemy furnace again. It seems that those earth-shattering big people are not as important as the furnace of elixir in front of them.

"Ancestral Witch...... Maybe they can be used to deal with the flock of miscellaneous birds in the West, but it won't make a big mess anyway, and it's worth a try. ”

Somewhere in the immortal cave mansion connected to the immortal realm of the desolate land, at a glance, the entire cave mansion is full of oceans! It's many times bigger than all the oceans of the earth combined!

And in the middle of the boundless sea, a Fusang tree stands alone, revealing the eternal vicissitudes of life.

Suddenly, the sea boiled, the waves surged, and a huge monster fish that was tens of thousands of miles wide rushed out of the deep sea! The strange fish rushed to the highest air, the fish's tail stretched, and turned into a Dapeng bird with a wingspan covering the sky and the sun!

Dapeng spreads its wings, the whirlpool of thousands of miles of sea is turbulent, and the hurricane is raging. And Dapeng's sharp gaze crossed time and space to enter the martial world, and when he saw the twelve ancestral witches who were recovering, his eyes were even colder.

"Ancestral Witch, hum!"

The Dapeng Bird snorted coldly, and its wings appeared above its head and set off a terrifying tornado that destroyed the world and the earth, and the tornado tore through the space and rushed into the void, pounced from the desolate world to the Shangri-La of the martial world!

Although most of the twelve ancestral witches collapsed in physical bodies, they even lost their strength with broken souls. But once it was the top existence under the saints, and he immediately sensed the terrorist attack coming from outside the sky.

Di Jiang is the Ancestral Witch of the Space, the first to discover the enemy's traces, he suddenly opened his eyes and exclaimed: "Someone wants to kill us and others!" This kind of breath is the river Tuluo book! Kunpeng, you dare! ”

Kunpeng sneered disdainfully, and Sen Leng Killing Intent enveloped many ancestral witches in the air: "Let's talk about it when you can survive, a group of wastes who have cultivated to great damage still want to capture and kill this seat?" Hahaha~ha~! ”

Seeing that the attack was getting closer and closer, the co-workers were about to crack but helpless. If any of them still have strength, no, even if they only have one-twelfth of their strength, they can barely resist it.

But except for a few people in the Lich War, the bodies and souls of the others collapsed. If it weren't for the fact that they were the authentic Pangu, where would there be a chance of resurrection!

The word Pangu Authentic Sect is not just talking, it must be recognized by the Heavenly Dao.

Therefore, although the ancestors are troubled by the cause and effect of the opening of the heavens and are contaminated with murder, they also have great benefits - "Pangu" will not be extinguished, and the will will will not disperse!

Following the guidance of the bloodline of the Wu clan, now can the soul be reunited and the will be reborn.

After being reborn, everyone's strength was greatly reduced, and the identity of Pangu was eliminated, and the cause and effect were determined. As a result, the innate supernatural powers possessed by the ancestral witch have also been greatly weakened, and they must be rebuilt. With such a group of half-crippled people, what can they use to resist the demon master Kunpeng?

The faces of the ancestors were ugly, but they were not too flustered. Ancestral witches have no primordial gods, and they can't spy on the long river of fate to calculate the heavens, but it doesn't mean that they are idiots.

I don't know how many yuan will live, and the ability to analyze the situation has already been perfected. deliberately chose this time period to be reborn, precisely because it was already expected that under the threat of the Western gods, "they" would never easily reduce their own strength.

Sure enough, a wisp of purple and cyan flames floated out from the Tushi Palace and slowly drifted towards the storm, and the Tushi fire seemed to be extremely slow, but somehow he turned left and right, and floated to the front of the storm in three or two strokes.

It is undeniable that the hurricane set off by Kunpeng with two innate spirit treasures such as Hetu and Luo Shu is very powerful, and the time and space where it passes through are annihilated, and the void turbulence is also forced to separate.

But when it approached the purple and green Tushi fire, the storm quickly decayed, shrunk and became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a ball of clear air and sealed into the Tushi fire. Then the sparks flickered, and the purple and green flames wrapped in clear qi suddenly disappeared into the perception of all the great supernatural powers.

On the boundless sea, the Kunpeng soaring high in the sky was silent. Looking at the heavenly court, his eyes were full of jealousy: Taishang Laojun, his methods are becoming more and more unpredictable. Could it be that the strength of that one can be rapidly improved after becoming holy?

His heart was full of jealousy, but the insurmountable gap between the quasi-saint and the saint made him have to restrain his anger, remain silent, and quietly fly down the branches of the Fusang tree to perch.

Wisps of pale golden flames emerged from the branches, like light smoke slowly drifting into Kunpeng's body. (To be continued.) )