Chapter 118: Coming One After Another
After Qingxuan and them, the first to arrive was Emperor Juntai and others, as well as the nearly twenty innate saints who followed them.
With the Innate Treasure Chaos Bell, he broke through the space and appeared here.
That is, the Dao Yun coercion that now envelops Buzhou Mountain has dissipated seriously, so that such a thing can be done, and the existence of the realm of Buzhou Mountain Daluo in the past cannot control the void at all.
The moment they appeared, the eyes of Di Jun and the others were looking at Qing Xuan and them, but they didn't make any moves.
The kung fu of the front and rear feet, another space crack appeared, and three figures stepped out from it, led by Taiqing, there was a tower hanging on his head, filled with Xuanhuang Qi, which is the only acquired merit treasure that appears in the desolate world today, the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth, known as the unparalleled defense.
Yuqing and Shangqing followed, and the three brothers stood in the void.
The three of them first greeted Qing Xuan and the others, and then turned their eyes to Di Jun and the others.
The eyes of Di Jun and his party also moved away from Qingxuan and them at this time, looking at Sanqing.
The two sides did not make a move, but there was a bit of tension between them.
Qingxuan, they and both sides can't be called to have much grudges, but these two sides have fought with each other several times.
The reason for this is that it stems from the battle in the Qilin clan.
Although they were in the Phoenix clan, Di Jun and they also had a fight with Qing Xuan.
But in a similar situation, the relationship with Sanqing is more rigid.
After Sanqing, another figure came here, Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun came, Dongmu Gong also arrived with a group of innate sacred, Fuxi Nuwa brothers and sisters mixed in the crowd as always, and after these two people came, they stood not far from Qingxuan and them.
Qing Xuan also saw the figure of the River Styx, it is said that this guy has made a lot of incarnations, and I don't know if it is the main body.
However, it is said that its incarnation is very special, and it doesn't really matter if it's a deity or not, anyway, even if it's killed, it won't really fall.
According to Qing Xuan's knowledge, these two people have been mending in Sumeru Mountain, and the water has been flowing for a long time, and they have made a lot of heavenly merits.
Moreover, Qing Xuan had sensed it before, and these two people had a slightly familiar aura, the aura of Jin Lian.
At the beginning, he took lotus seeds and exchanged a piece of bitter bamboo and a branch of the Bodhi tree with these two people, and the bitter bamboo was refined into a bamboo flute by him, and the young branch of the Bodhi tree has grown into a spiritual root through the hands of Nuwa, although it is not an innate spiritual root.
The other party obviously used the lotus seeds of the golden lotus to do similar things, but the slight difference was that they cultivated the innate spiritual root with the lotus seeds, which was probably fed by that merit.
For this point, Qingxuan and Qinglian don't care too much, the twelve grades are in their hands, how to cultivate them, the nine grades are already the limit, and the top grade is the innate spiritual root.
After arriving, everyone's eyes looked at the place where the vision manifested, and each of them was a little surprised in their eyes.
The innate great array shrouded it, isolating the innate divine exploration.
However, everyone can see that the innate formation is dissolving on its own, and it doesn't even need to be cracked, and in a few moments, this innate array will disperse on its own, just wait quietly.
"Yo, it's really lively here, there are so many people around, what do you see? How about let's take a look? ”
The sound of an urn sounded, but it made the corners of the eyes of the innate gods jump slightly.
Qing Xuan: They also looked at the people who came at this time.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches also came to join in the fun, and the co-workers took the lead, and after they came, they looked at everyone present.
"What are you all doing here? Don't you all want what's inside? ”
“……”
The innate gods did not speak, after all, no one wanted to provoke them.
These ancestral witches, who don't cultivate the Yuan Shen, can't use the magic weapon at all, and naturally there is no reason to come here to compete for the spiritual treasure, but now that they are here, they are pure and panicked to make trouble, who is willing to take care of them?
The fact is almost the same, but the strength of the ancestral witch is extremely strong, the body of the ancestral witch can be called a pervert, it does not lose the spiritual treasure, and the pure violence makes people have a headache.
Although they have no Taoist mysteries, they have simple and direct violence, and they are born with magical powers, which should not be underestimated.
Moreover, although they do not have a primordial god, they are not afraid of the attack of the primordial god at all, their body seems to be a world of their own, and they can directly resist all kinds of attacking forces, and the same is true of the primordial attack power.
One of the ancestral witches is counted as one, and they are all like stones in a pit, smelly and hard, unable to move, and have a bad temper.
Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Gonggong felt bored and pursed his lips.
They really weren't interested in what was about to come out, but this place wasn't far from the tribe of the Wu Clan, so they came to see the excitement.
Qing Xuan is also looking at this group of ancestral witches, their strength is still very strong, and Di Jiang looks at its breath, it should not be inferior to the late stage of the Daluo realm, and most of them are also close to the late stage of the Daluo realm.
At this time, Qing Xuan felt that a gaze fell on him and Qinglian, and following the senses, he saw a woman's gaze looking towards them without shying away.
Even if Qing Xuan looked over, the other party didn't mean to look away, and the intention of exploration in his eyes was undisguised.
Houtu!
At this time, this ancestral witch was looking at Qing Xuan and the others with curious eyes.
Qing Xuan touched Qinglian beside him with his elbow, Qinglian frowned, glanced at it, and then withdrew his gaze, ignoring it.
Well, you can say hello, and then everyone can get in touch with each other.
It seems that you really have to deal with these ancestral witches by yourself, Pangu Palace, as the first holy place of the Wu clan, has a status above the ancestral witch hall, ordinary people of the Wu clan are not qualified to set foot in it, and outsiders are afraid that it will be even more difficult.
As for the relationship with Pangula? Who believes it, even Qingxuan himself doesn't have this idea, is it possible that one day he will really see Pangu and still be able to climb relatives?
Being stared at by Houtu all the time, Qing Xuan didn't know how to react? Back-staring?
You can get it after a glance or two, why are you still staring at it endlessly?
Houtu was indeed very curious about these two people, she knew that these two people were the people who sat at the forefront of the Zixiao Palace's sermon, and they were the ones who stayed alone to talk to Hongjun after the sermon.
When she asked Hongjun at that time, the two of them sat on the side.
Then Hongjun let her leave, and the two continued to stay there.
The point is, with her battle instincts, she felt that these two were not easy to mess with, and seemed to be more powerful than the other Innate Divines, including the guy with the big bell.
It wasn't until there was a change in the place where the vision manifested that Hou Tu's gaze took his eyes off Qing Xuan and the others.
The innate array dispersed, a cliff wall was revealed in everyone's field of vision, and an innate gourd vine appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
The gourd vine is withering rapidly, and the breath is rapidly declining.
Instead, the seven spirit treasure gourds emitted a brilliant divine light, and the aura became more and more powerful, and the fluctuations of the avenue diffused, swirling the weather opportunities.
"Huh?"
Qing Xuan was slightly surprised, and looked at the gourd at the end of the gourd vine, his eyes narrowing slightly.