One cell after another, breaking through in the roar of thunder, especially after being tempered by thunder, the more crystalline cells are easier to break through.

Those ovens don't even need to forge world barriers to withstand the power of opening up a small world.

One thousand, two thousand!

Ten thousand, twenty thousand!

Small worlds were opened up around the center of the eyebrows, and the flesh and blood in Lin Changqing's body bloomed with golden light, and the flesh and blood were full of blood.

Finally, Lin Changqing knew that the flesh and blood around the sea were endless, and the flesh and blood were so crystal clear that there was no trace of flaw.

Thunder refining, no matter how much black thunder and blood-colored thunder there is, it can't split Lin Changqing's body at all.

Lin Changqing's flesh was hard, and it had grown more than four times!

Now, let alone the Golden Immortal, even the ordinary supernatural powers in the early stage of the Taiyi Golden Immortal are difficult to shatter Lin Changqing's body!

The gods and demons suppress the prison strength, which is originally a practice based on cultivating the physical body, at this time, Lin Changqing's physical body can be regarded as having a small success realm.

Gathering the blood and qi around him, the small worlds where Lin Changqing's eyebrows are located are also full of 100,000.

Hundreds of years have passed.

Ordinary mountaineering creatures can't wait to get out of this thunder ocean as soon as possible, and it is estimated that they have already run away.

The two of them have been here for hundreds of years.

Moreover, at this time, it was still in the middle of this cloud layer, where the thunder was most intense.

If you want to get out, there is still a lot of time.

Lin Changqing frowned, now that the flesh and blood are crystal clear, all the power of thunder should not be used to open up a small world.

But the speed is still hard to say.

If you continue to cultivate like this, you will have to cultivate in hundreds of years and 200,000 small worlds at most.

If you want to break through, the Year of the Monkey is the month of the horse.

If you want to speed up, you can only expand the chaos oven, and don't want money to swallow the surrounding clouds.

But this is about to stop, I don't know if Hou Yi can still hold on.

Just as Lin Changqing was about to speak, Hou Yi turned his head towards Lin Changqing in surprise.

"Evergreen!"

"Ten years ago, I felt the breath of my witch blood, and now, I am even more sure."

"Right ahead, there are the ruins of my witch clan!"

Hou Yi shouted at Lin Changqing in surprise, and at this time, Hou Yi's body was also full of qi and blood, like beating a drum and ringing a bell, roaring constantly.

The thunder struck on the flesh, and it could only splash sparks, which was useless.

And Hou Yi's aura also grew rapidly, and he had just broken through the realm of the middle stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and he had advanced a lot.

At this time, Hou Yi said in surprise to Lin Changqing, and continued to climb upward.

Moreover, climbing all the way, Hou Yi's surprise color has not diminished at all.

Finally, a few months later, the two stood in front of a quaint hall, Hou Yi was excited, and Lin Changqing was also shocked.

The main hall alone has a gate as high as tens of thousands of zhang, and the width is a million zhang!

The main entrance of the main hall is ten thousand zhang tall and thousands of zhang wide.

The entire hall is cast in bronze, the whole body flashes with sacred lines, the blood and air circulate, and a boundless coercion comes from the pavement.

And in front of the main entrance of the main hall, a square stone tablet stands, and three simple god patterns are engraved on the top, which is enough to shock anyone in the wilderness, even a saint!

Pangu Palace!

Lin Changqing looked at this big word, and the shock in his eyes couldn't be hidden at all.

What else can there be in the ruins of the witch clan on Buzhou Mountain?

Who can have relics on Buzhou Mountain?

I didn't expect that on Buzhou Mountain, the relics of the Wu clan could only be one, that is, the Pangu Palace, which gave birth to twelve ancestral witches!

At this time, Lin Changqing looked at the stele in shock, and then looked at Hou Yi, this guy is really lucky.

Pangu Palace, which is the place where the ancestral witch was born, was found by a witch clan, and it is conceivable how much chance there is inside.

However, Lin Changqing was not jealous at all, but was happy for Hou Yi.

"Hahaha! Evergreen, this is the temple of my father, the birthplace of the twelve ancestral gods. ”

"This is the chance for us to climb the top mountain! Today's Wu clan, except for the ancestral witch, but only one has entered here, but I didn't expect me to be the second! ”

Lin Changqing's eyes moved slightly, this place, there are other witch clans who have been here?

It must be a famous person, I don't know who it is.

"Hahaha! Let me tell you, the Xingtian of the Jumang tribe entered here 100,000 years ago, and now, he is a great witch! ”

Hou Yi said excitedly, Lin Changqing's eyebrows moved slightly.

No wonder, God of War Punishment Heaven!

This is a ruthless person, this person has entered here, and it is normal.

Now, Hou Yi stood in front of the main hall, looking at the main hall with an excited face, and his eyes were extremely eager.

"Changqing, let's go, let's go in!"

Hou Yi said, but Lin Changqing was slightly stunned.

"This place is the place where ancestral witches are born, and you let me go in too?"

Lin Changqing frowned and looked at Hou Yi incredulously.

This is the ancestral land of the Wu clan, and there are few Wu clans who have come here, and Hou Yi actually let himself go in.

"Let's go, you're a friend of my Wu clan, and since you're here, it proves that this is also your chance, so why can't you enter?"

Who knows, Hou Yi smiled at Lin Changqing and walked in.

Lin Changqing also smiled and walked towards the main hall.

In the Pangu Palace, it was different from the kind of glory that Lin Chang had thought, but it was very simple.

The stone pillars stood one by one in the main hall, and the blood-colored divine patterns flashed on them.

In the middle of the main hall, there was almost nothing.

Only twelve spiritual lights flickered around, giving birth to a little bit of Dao aura, each different, but extremely strange.

Lin Changqing frowned slightly, could this be left by the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The moment Hou Yi saw these twelve clusters of light, he actually fell into enlightenment, and the blood qi in his body surged, and one after another blood light surged, flying towards all directions.

The Witch Clan's Tactics of War!

This turned out to be a complete Wu clan battle method, you must know that what Hou Yi realized before and after was only an extremely shallow battle method in the bloodline, which still made him almost invincible at the same level, fighting the silver wolf under the bloodline supernatural power, and killing it!

If you obtain a complete Wu Clan's battle method, it is hard to imagine how far Hou Yi will grow!

On the contrary, this means that the fate here has basically nothing to do with Lin Changqing.

Because Lin Changqing doesn't have the blood of the Wu clan, of course he can't learn the tactics of the Wu clan.

But now that he has come in, Lin Changqing is still ready to search.

With such a big hall, there can't be only the Wu clan's tactics, there is nothing.

Lin Changqing lowered his head and searched away, and after a while, he saw a black stone mortar only the size of a palm in the middle of the twelve clusters of light.

In other words, it is a kind of stone mortar with extremely deep blood, simple and unpretentious.

This place, how can there be such a thing?

Lin Changqing was slightly stunned, and reached out to grab the stone mortar in his hand.

But the moment the stone mortar started, Lin Changqing sank slightly.

This stone mortar looks no bigger than a palm, but it's heavy!

Like a mountain peak, after shrinking, in the hands of Lin Changqing.

The black of this stone, which is also the dark mottled blood color, is now old like an old skin, entrenched on the stone mortar.

Legend has it that the Twelve Ancestral Witches are incarnated by the blood of the Pangu God and will not ......

This stone mortar is something that once contained the essence blood of Pangu!

That's it, baby!