"Eldest brother, what the second brother said is very right, although the true body of the Twelve Ancestors Pangu is extremely powerful, but my Sanqing is not easy to mess with, if they don't come, I will definitely rub the sharp energy of the Wu Clan!"

This time, Tongtian rarely did not stand on Lao Tzu's side, but helped Yuan Shi speak.

It's a person who has a temper, and the Wu clan is doing this, and the whole world is not happy anymore.

I didn't have the spirit treasure in my hand before, so I didn't have it, but now that I am about to break through the middle stage of the quasi-saint, the four swords of Zhu Xian have been refined, so I am naturally not afraid of the twelve ancestors.

"What the third brother said is reasonable, but the eldest brother is too worried. ”

Lao Tzu frowned, thought for a moment and said.

Blindly retreating and forbearance is not a way after all, and the Pangu authentic dispute with the Twelve Ancestors and Witches still has to have a result after all.

He can let other things Sanqing, but the name of Pangu Zhengzong can't be let either.

That's the bottom line!

They are the saints of heaven, and they are the incarnation of the original god of Pangu, if they all bow their heads, it is equivalent to slapping Pangu in the face.

In addition, the strength of the three of them has risen sharply now, and they are not afraid of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

It's okay if you don't come, if you really come, just fight!

Yuan Shi looked at what he said, and was finally recognized by Lao Tzu and Tongtian, and there was no reason for a burst of pride in his heart.

"But even so, we must not be impatient, continue to retreat, concentrate on cultivation, refine Hongmeng purple qi with the merits of opening the heavens, and wait for the opportunity for enlightenment to appear, so that this is the right path. ”

After Lao Tzu finished speaking, he instructed again.

"Yes, we will obey the orders of the eldest brother!"

Yuan Shi and Tongtian said respectfully.

Not proactive, but not afraid of things either.

If the Twelve Ancestral Witches want to fight for this name, then they will fight.

It ain't over till it's over!

After returning from Dongyang, Dao Chen saw that Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun were in retreat, and set out to behead another corpse to break through the middle stage of the quasi-saint, so he didn't disturb the two of them.

After explaining the Taoism to Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao, he returned to the secret room.

Now that the Heavenly Court of the Eastern Princes has been destroyed, many of the big demons of the demon clan have entered the quasi-saint realm, and the strength of the demon clan has risen greatly.

This also means that the first Lich War is about to begin.

The heavens began to be chaotic.

The prelude to the Lich's Tribulation has completely begun, and the Heavenly Dao in the dark is afraid that it will not be able to help but take action.

It's been a long time!

In the Lich War, Dao Chen didn't care, and there was only one result in the fight, and that was the defeat of the demon clan!

Even if the number of demons in the quasi-saint realm is more than that of the Wu clan, there is still none, and if you can't break the true body of the ancestral witch, everything is in vain.

And the result of not being able to break it is to be hammered on the ground by the twelve ancestral witches!

After all, the cross-level war is nothing new for the Wu Clan, don't look at the many big demons of the Demon Clan, whose confidence is skyrocketing now.

When you can't beat the nose and swollen eyes that have been hammered, then some will cry.

In the secret room, Dao Chen stretched out his hand and threw it, and the bowl given by the system instantly appeared, and a low dragon groan suddenly sounded.

A golden streamer flew out of the bowl and flew directly towards the outside of the secret room.

"It's all in my hands, do you still want to go?"

Dao Chen sneered, his mind moved, and five streamers of different colors suddenly flew out of his hand, and with the five streamers appeared, a rich innate power of the five elements instantly appeared, turning into a transparent enchantment surrounded by five-colored gods, and then enveloped the entire secret room.

"Boom, boom!"

The Long Dragon of Qi Luck slammed into the five-colored enchantment one after another, erupting into a low muffled sound, and the vigorous power of Qi Luck floated out and permeated the secret room.

"If this is the case and you are allowed to escape, then won't my Daochen become a joke?"

Daochen chuckled.

But there was a hint of discoloration in his eyes.

He originally thought that after the death of the Eastern Prince, the spirituality of the Luck Long Dragon would inevitably decrease greatly, but he didn't expect that after the cultivation of the bowl, the spirituality of the Luck Long Dragon was not greatly reduced, but strengthened a lot.

If the Lich Scales arrive now, he must refine Hongmeng Purple Qi as soon as possible, and if he makes more plans, Daochen really wants to let the Qi Luck Long Dragon cultivate in the bowl for some more time.

Because the stronger the spiritual luck dragon, the more pure the power of luck inside.

But it's a pity that there is not much time left for him!

"Come here!"

Dao Chen burst out, and with a big move, an invisible force swept out, directly towards the long dragon of luck.

"Whew!"

An earth-shattering dragon roar sounded, and after the luck dragon swung its tail to disperse the invisible power, it circled in the secret room, and suddenly tore towards Dao Chen.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

Daochen was not surprised.

The next moment, with a finger of his hand, a dark spear flew out of his hand, like a black lightning, directly through the center of the eyebrows of the long dragon of luck.

"Boom!"

A low muffled sound came, and the long dragon of luck exploded, and the power of qi luck that was so rich that it was extremely dense diffused out, and for a while, the entire secret room was filled with the power of rich luck.

A Hongmeng purple qi emerged from Dao Chen's body, floating in the secret room, and the endless power of qi luck, like a swallow returning to its nest, continued to merge into the Hongmeng purple qi.

And Hongmeng Purple Qi is also like a shriveled sponge, greedily devouring the power of endless luck, without the slightest meaning of saturation.

With the continuous influx of the power of luck, Dao Chen could clearly feel that the Hongmeng purple qi was being refined bit by bit.

This speed is much, much faster than the previous Dao Chen's mana refining!

If you say that it was just a small single wheel before, now it is two wheels and a battery....

Daochen sat quietly in the secret room, like a statue, motionless, all his mind gathered in the purple qi of Enlightenment Hongmeng.

The prince of the east fell, and he was brought to the quilt.

Mount Meru in the West.

Zhun Ti was angry when he heard the rumors outside.

The special almost lost his life, and he didn't get the luck of the long dragon.

On the contrary, the benefits were all snatched away by Daochen, and the black cauldron was all carried by his brothers.

This annoys everyone!

"Senior brother, let's just carry this infamy?"

Under the Bodhi tree, Zhun Ti looked unwilling, and couldn't help but ask.

"What if you don't carry it? Are you and I now the opponents of that dust?"

An old face is about to wrinkle into bitter gourd.

His life was saved now, but his hair was gone!

The whole thing is two big bald heads, or the bright one.

Hongjun took action to save their lives, but the power of the Eastern Prince's self-explosion has not been completely resolved until now.

The two of them just wanted to use their mana to urge their hair to grow out, but they couldn't.

"If the junior brother wants to take revenge, let's refine the Hongmeng purple qi as soon as possible, and only when the righteous path is sanctified in the future will we have the opportunity to find that Daochen and take care of it. ”

After a long time, the guide said again.

The two of them have not yet broken through the middle stage of the quasi-saint, and Dao Chen is already in the late stage of the quasi-saint, and the entire two realms are different, and now they can only be abused if they come to the door....

And now there is a big bald head, and he doesn't have the face to go out.

Instead of this, it is better to retreat, to comprehend the Hongmeng Purple Qi as soon as possible, and wait until the opportunity for enlightenment comes.

"Alas. ”

Zhun Ti sighed lowly, and he could only come and go like this.

"The two senior brothers are here, and Nuwa is here to visit. ”

However, just as the reception and Zhun Ti were in retreat, Nuwa's voice suddenly sounded outside Mount Meru.