In the cottage

Hearing Haotian's words, the twelve people, including Dijiang, Jumang, Gonggong, and Houtu, were all surprised, how could he know about such a heavenly opportunity? Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sensing their hostility, Haotian smiled and said.

"The Twelve Ancestors were born noble, they are descendants of Pangu, and they have cultivated as Da Luo, and they have all reached the pinnacle. Alas, who would have thought that if the grass fell into the grass and did some unpopular business such as killing people and selling goods? If the great god of Pangu was still alive, how sad and sad it would be to see a few people like this!"

Dijiang, Jumang, Houtu and others are all ashamed, no matter when, their reverence for the great god of Pangu has never changed.

After a while, Di Jiang snorted angrily and said, "No matter what I wait, it won't be your turn to teach you a lesson!

He didn't dare to say any more

Haotian nodded, and with a wave of his sleeve, the blue light shrouded the hall, and in an instant, the heavenly machine was covered. The Twelve Ancestral Witches were dumbfounded when they saw his ability, my good man, this guy is so powerful?

"Ahem!"

Well, Haotian pretended to be forced and said: "Carving insect skills, this is nothing!" Damn, a group of people almost didn't fall down, is your special mother really modest? Seeing that it is almost over, Haotian smiled and said: "Everyone, I will help you shield the Heavenly Dao, and you will help my Feng Clan fight against the Dragon Clan, how about it?"

The Twelve Ancestors frowned, this matter is not easy to do.

Xuan Ming looked cold and said, "You are good at planning, although we are bound by the Heavenly Dao, we are not allowed to participate in the tribulation. But when it comes to it, it's a bad thing, but it's also a good thing. ”

"You just let us take action and work for the Feng clan with a word? Hehe, don't say that in the midst of the calamity, life and death are up to the sky, just say why do we go to this troubled water?

"Haotian, don't waste your time!"

Hearing Xuan Ming's words, the twelve ancestral witches' eyes lit up and nodded one after another, expressing their approval.

When Zu Feng saw this scene, he was anxious, and just as he wanted to say something, he saw Haotian give him a reassuring look, and sat back again. Looking at Xuan Ming, Haotian is also helpless, he really can't judge people by their appearance.

Don't look at people with cold looks, their heads are shrewd!

However, can Haotian not be prepared? If he can talk about the Twelve Ancestral Witches with one mouth, it would be too naïve. Haotian said in a deep voice: "It is said that the Twelve Ancestral Witches only cultivate the physical body, not the Yuan Shen, and all of them are at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, but none of them are quasi-saints?"

"I have a big gift in exchange for the Twelve Ancestral Witches to join the Feng Clan, how about it?"

There was silence!

Dijiang, Jumang, Houtu, and Zhurong glanced at each other, a little incredulous, and they were not stupid, of course they could guess what it was. The co-worker asked, "What kind of gift?"

Haotian took a deep breath and said, "Pangu Body Refining Exercises!"

Everyone was shocked, even Zu Feng looked at him incredulously. How is it possible? Is it okay for Pangu to die early? How could Haotian have his exercises?

But this is not the point, the point is that after Di Jiang read half of the exercises, he immediately made a decision, and the twelve ancestors and witches took refuge in the Feng clan. Others, out of trust in the eldest brother, naturally have no opinions. When they saw the whole set of exercises, they cried excitedly, did they miss Pangu Father God or the dream of a quasi-saint?

Hehe, then no one knows.

This exercise, needless to say, was given to him by Xiao Lori, how many treasures are there in the Chaos Bead, Xiao Lori didn't say it, and Haotian didn't bother to ask.

The flood is boiling!!

Who would have thought that the Feng clan and the Qilin clan had just returned from defeat, and the next day, Haotian and Zu Feng invited the twelve ancestral witches to help. As a result, the strength of the alliance between the two clans has increased greatly, and the dragon clan has the entire flood of creatures to help, there are many people, but their strength is low.

There are few people in the Feng clan and the Qilin clan, but there are many masters, and they take the elite route.

The dragon clan, the big tent of the Chinese army.

A woman in a battle robe was pondering, sitting in the first place, and below her stood ministers such as Prince Long Hao, Long Qian, and Si Mingguan, as well as Keqing elders such as Emperor Jun, Taiyi, Kunpeng, Fu Xi, and Nuwa. Speaking of which, Long Xiang can do this as a woman, which is enough for her to be proud.

"How is Elder Zhun Ti's injuries?"

Long Xiang pondered for a moment and asked. Fu Xi below came out and arched his hand: "General, Zhun Ti's injuries are too serious, and his entire right arm was cut off by his roots. ”

"Now I'm using the lotus seeds of the Twelve Grades of Merit Golden Lotus to help him renew his limbs. But.... In the short term, I won't even be able to get out of bed, and I'm afraid I won't be able to serve the general in the catastrophe. ”

The scene was dull, and everyone held their breath and did not dare to speak.

Don't look at Long Xiang's woman's dress, but her wrists are iron-blooded, and she has just come to power to rectify military discipline. Some soldiers or officers who do not abide by military rules, have no one in their sights, and rely on the old to sell the old will be killed, leaving no room at all.

In times of war, there can be no indulgence in the slightest.

Long Xiang rubbed her eyebrows, I have to say that Haotian's move gave her a little headache, and I don't know, how did this bastard say that he moved the Twelve Ancestral Witches?

"Elders, if the other party's top masters attack at night, how sure are you?"

Long Xiang's face was calm, she didn't ask if she was sure, but how sure she was. Obviously, Long Xiang was not optimistic about the strength of these elders at all.

They really can't, though.

Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Kunpeng and others blushed a little, and they were all high on weekdays. Oh, now I use you, but I can't do it? No way, it's not a matter of strength, it's a matter of numbers.

"Alas!"

Long Xiang sighed, which made them even more embarrassed. She said: "Elders don't have to blame themselves, the twelve ancestors and witches help the Feng clan, there are too many masters, and it is normal for you to be invincible." ”

"I guess that Haotian and the others must have attacked tonight. ”

Seeing that everyone looked puzzled, Long Xiang smiled and said: "The alliance of the two clans has just returned from a fiasco, with low morale and unstable morale. They need a victory so badly, and now, with the help of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, where can the Daluo Peak Flood Land go?

Speaking of this, Long Xiangwan smiled, this guy is really not worry-free.

Everyone present agreed when they heard it, with such strong strength, it would be a stupid fork not to fight back. However, it's okay not to know, if you know, will you still let him succeed?

I don't know, what Long Xiang said, a large group of people left laughing.

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Feng clan, military tent camp.

At this time, it can be said that there are many talents, and the addition of the twelve Da Luo peaks has increased the strength of the entire alliance of the two clans too much. A group of people were drinking wine and eating meat, which was a feast.

Haotian walked to the center and arched his hand: "Patriarch, the morale of our army is becoming more and more sluggish, the morale of the army is unstable, and many soldiers are war-weary. One to ten, ten to hundred, if this continues, our army will be in danger!"

"The minister petitions, lead a group of Daluo peak masters, attack the enemy camp at night, and severely damage the enemy army, so as to strengthen the prestige of our army!!"

There was silence!

Seeing this, Zu Feng glanced at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and sighed: "Haotian, today is the Wind Reception Banquet....."

"Wait!"

Di Jiang walked out, patted Haotian on the shoulder and smiled: "Brother Haotian, you have courage." Patriarch, my Dijiang is not an unreasonable person, now that the military situation is urgent, my twelve brothers and sisters have just arrived, and they just took advantage of this to make meritorious contributions!".

"Greeting, please!" "Please, patriarch!" "Please, patriarch!"

The remaining eleven ancestral witches walked out and shouted in unison. Immediately afterwards, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, Yaochi, Xihe and others also walked out, and before it was over, Lao Tzu, Primordial, Tongtian, East Prince, and West Queen Mother also walked out. Well, it's all out, and the mosquito man sighed and followed.

Looking at the group of elders who asked for battle, Zu Feng was moved in his heart and shouted, "Allow!"