Hearing the words of the Daoist without return, Hongyun Ancestor waved his hand indifferently, "Daoist friends are too worried, but it's just a seat, what is the chance, how big can it be, let that quasi-Daoist give me an innate spiritual treasure in the future, maybe it will be enough to finish." ”

"As for the Kunpeng Ancestor, this seat is not driven down by the Poor Dao, he is to blame, and he can only blame the Quasi-Daoist and the Yuan Shi Tianzun, the Poor Dao has always been there, but he has never mentioned a word, how can he blame the Poor Dao, I think it is because the Daoist friend and the Kunpeng Ancestor have a lot of discord, and they have a lot of hearts. ”

Seeing this, the no-return Taoist is not good to say anything, the secret Dao This red cloud is really much smoother in the flood and wilderness, I don't know how unpredictable people's hearts are, and he knows there that the opportunity for him to let it out this time, but the Holy Position of Heaven, how can it be compensated by a mere innate spiritual treasure, such cause and effect, I am afraid that it will be difficult to make up for the position of the Western Sect Leader if it is Zhun Ti to give up the position of the Western Sect Master, no wonder Hongyun will be pregnant in the future, and the two of them will not care about it, but it is because if Hongyun is or, this kind of cause and effect is afraid that it is enough to completely drag the West down.

The words were divided into two ends, but it was said that Houtu left Zixiao Palace, all the way to Buzhou Mountain, although the twelve ancestors did not respect the ancestors, but they were still very concerned about Houtu, and when they learned that Houtu had returned, they came to the Houtu tribe one after another, seeing that Houtu's face was full of anger, Dijiang, the head of the twelve ancestors, couldn't help but say:

"Houtu girl, why is your face so ugly, what's wrong?"

Hou Tudang was about to be in Zixiao Palace, and Emperor Jun Taiyi and others asked Dao Ancestor to form a heavenly court and rule the world.

Hearing this, Di Jiang's face suddenly sank, his face was as cold as frost, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay, he Emperor Jun Taiyi, it's just two flat-haired beasts, An dared to ride on the head of my Wu clan, originally they looked at Wangshu Daoyou as the clan name, and respected him for three points, but now it is becoming more and more rampant, and I really don't take my Wu clan seriously." ”

Speaking of which, the original body of his demon clan is the desolate ten thousand clans, and in the past, we still led the attack on Rahu, but now he dares to ride on our heads, it's time to teach us a lesson. Among the twelve ancestral witches, Zhu Rong, who had the hottest temper, couldn't help but say.

"No, there is not much peace in the wilderness, we will cause trouble in vain, and it is a great disrespect to the father, so let's do it, isn't his demon clan going to set up a heavenly court? I saw that among the people, one person's eyes were uncertain, but among the twelve ancestral witches, the wisest ancestral witch candle Jiuyin, said slowly.

Di Jiang nodded when he heard this, "Brother Candle Jiuyin is right, immediately send an order, and order my Wu clan sons to gather in Buzhou Mountain, worship heaven and earth, and comfort Father God Pangu." ”

Dijiang ordered, the twelve ancestors of the witch heard the wind and moved, the twelve Wu tribes, one after another like the tide towards the Buzhou Mountain, although the Wu tribe is inconvenient to reproduce, but these tens of millions of years, but also the vast accumulation of tens of millions of people, each achievement of the immortal road, now gathered together, the momentum is absolutely unprecedented, a stream of golden immortals, Taiyi and even Da Luo Jin Xian's breath rushed straight to the sky, stirring the boundless wind and clouds, and suddenly attracted the attention of the great power of the wilderness.

In the abbot's fairyland, looking at the desolate land, the boundless turbidity that rushed straight into the sky and shook the heavens and the earth, the returnless Taoist shook his head secretly, this lich war is still about to kick off.

But said that on the other side, Emperor Juntai and the others got Hongjun's acquiescence, so they prepared for the establishment of the Heavenly Court in the Heavenly Court, and they didn't want to, but suddenly, a turbid gas rushed straight into the sky, shaking the entire Heavenly Court, countless demon clans panicked, and the entire Heavenly Court was suddenly in chaos.

"What's going on? What shook the power of the Heavenly Court?" Noticing this situation, Di Jun suddenly let out a loud shout, and two spiritual lights in his arms rose to the sky, and a violent wind rose on the flat ground, and in the rumbling sound, a picture scroll and a piece of tortoise shell appeared in a nebula, falling into the void, manifesting the situation on the earth.

I saw that on the desolate land, headed by the twelve ancestral witches, with tens of millions of Wu clansmen, came to the foot of Buzhou Mountain, surrounded the heavenly pillar Buzhou Mountain, the twelve ancestors stood in the clouds, bowed solemnly to Buzhou Mountain, and shouted loudly: "Pangu God is above, today there are twelve ancestors and witches transformed by the essence and blood of Pangu's heart, Dijiang, Candle Jiuyin, Qiangliang, Gonggong, Zhurong, Houtu, Xuanming...... In Buzhou Mountain, he wanted to create a family called 'Wu'. The Wu clan only respects Pangu, as the son of the earth, only obeys the orders of Pangu, listens to the dispatch of the ancestor witch, and swears to defend the heaven and earth incarnated by Pangu's father God, may heaven and earth learn together!"

Boom, with the worship of the twelve ancestral witches, tens of millions of witches bowed down together, and the rolling turbidity emanated from the bodies of tens of millions of witches, and swept towards the Buzhou Mountain. All the creatures in the desolate world felt an extremely powerful aura coming from Buzhou Mountain at this moment.

"This is?" Feeling the breath of Pangu, the Daoist stood up violently, his eyes passed through the endless void, and fell on Buzhou Mountain, only to see that on Buzhou Mountain, a phantom slowly manifested out, this phantom is a giant who supports the sky, and his eyes are filled with love for the desolate world.

"Pangu?" Feeling this breath, all the great powers in the desolate world exclaimed one after another, and then stood up one by one like a returnless Taoist, looking up at the direction where Buzhou Mountain was located, even the chaotic void, in the endless chaotic airflow, in the Zixiao Palace, there was a jade on the head of the Hongjun Dao Ancestor, and the Xuanguang shone on the four sides of the world, and he slowly opened his eyes, and in the eyes, the darkness changed, evolving the desolate universe, and seeing the phantom on the Buzhou Mountain, he also lightly said "Pangu." ”

Then, Dao Ancestor slowly closed his eyes, as if nothing had happened, and on the desolate land, he saw the loving gaze of the Pangu Phantom Shadow sweeping over the body of the Twelve Ancestor Witches, and then saw the Phantom Shadow sweeping the boundless turbidity above the desolate land, rushing straight into the long river of luck thirty-three days away, turning into a big ancient ' The word 'witch', suppressing the void, swept the boundless luck, and instantly became the most prosperous one in the long river of luck, and between the continuous throughput, it is still growing, faintly having the momentum of the three clans in the past.