The ancestral witch hall is the holy place where the witch clan was born, except for the people of the witch clan, only Li Qingming and Li Qingquan have lived in the ancestral witch hall. The origin of this old turtle is unknown, how can it be received in the Holy Land.

When you enter the village, you will see countless towering ancient trees, covering a large area. Many precious fruits can be witnessed here. The whole village is full of a natural charm.

On those tall ancient trees, you can clearly see that there are tree houses with simple shapes. Some of them directly dug countless large holes in the huge tree body. In and out of the tree hole, in addition to the sturdy witches, there are also human races and human witches.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, An Qi led the old turtle to the huge wooden house in the middle of the village, and said, "Lord Ancestral Witch, the guests have been brought!"

"Okay, you go down!" came a rough voice from inside.

An Qi bowed and saluted, and said to the old turtle: "Old man, please!"

When the old turtle stepped into the dark wooden house, he only felt a chilling qi machine tightly locked on him.

After looking at it for a long time, Di Jiang said: "I don't know where you come from, what is the important matter of coming to my Wu clan?"

The old turtle actually didn't care about the momentum of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and said with a smile: "The deity is naturally from all over the world!

"Oh, as far as I know, the waters of the four seas belong to the Heavenly Court, is it possible that your dragon clan will betray the Heavenly Court?" Candle Jiuyin looked at the old turtle with a look full of unkindness.

"Haha. That's all the old yellow calendar! The ancestors didn't know anything. On the occasion of the heavenly marriage of Emperor Jun and Taiyi Xiao'er, the deity personally led the team to destroy the original dragon clan of the four seas and dominate the four seas! Now, Ao Guang and other dragon kings of the four seas are just lost dogs!" The old turtle's eyes were dark, and hahadaxiao got up.

The breath of the Twelve Ancestral Witches fluctuated significantly, and Zhu Rong, who was irritable by nature, suddenly stood up from the huge seat and said, "Is this really the case?"

"Naturally!" the old turtle and the old god leaned against the wall.

"Haha, these two flat-haired beasts also have times when they are deflated. Joyfully. Happy!" Zhu Rong said quickly.

"Prime Minister Turtle, how do you plan to form an alliance with my Wu Clan?" Di Jiang glanced at Zhu Rong, who was extremely excited, and asked the point.

The old turtle smiled strangely and said, "As long as all the ancestors and witches." can hold the demon clan for 10,000 years without attacking my four seas. I'm a dragon of the four seas. has a strong grasp of winning the demon court. After the deed is done. My dragon clan does not take the heavenly court, and does not contaminate the inland shili of the demon clan. I just hope that you can divide the land of the desolate inland waters into my four seas!

Di Jiang thought for a while. After communicating with all the ancestral witches, he said to the old turtle: "Daoyou, this matter is related to the fate of my Wu clan, we have to think about it carefully!

The old turtle frowned slightly, he never thought that he would go out in person, and it would be such a result. He was annoyed in his heart, and his voice suddenly became cold: "As long as your Wu clan mobilizes its forces slightly, you can drag the demon clan." Such a simple thing is still hesitant, thinking for a hundred years, and it is difficult to make a decision. The deity sees that your Wu clan has no sincerity to form an alliance with my four seas at all!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were furious when they heard this, and the co-workers were even more angry and said: "Hmm, old fellow, it's obvious that you asked for my Wu Clan! Whether or not my Wu Clan agrees is our own business, do we need you, an old fellow, to preach here?"

"What kind of onion are you?What qualifications do you have to talk about in my Wu clan!Don't think that because you're old, I won't dare to scold you!Bah, something!" The arc of electricity flashed in Naz's hand, and it seemed that it was about to pass at any moment.

A sentence of gossip and an unbearable scolding have already forced the old turtle to the point of madness.

"Boom!"

The old turtle, who was furious in his heart, could no longer suppress his monstrous anger. What master's orders, what alliances, what demon slaying clans, all were left behind by the old turtle. He had only one idea in mind, that is, the car spy destroyed the twelve ancestral witches and destroyed the witch clan.

The momentum of the old turtle in the late stage of the sub-saint erupted in an instant, permeating the entire wooden house. The incomparably heavy feeling of depression filled the hearts of the Twelve Ancestral Witches with shock.

The old turtle looked at the Twelve Ancestors and said, "The deity has been in the wilderness for countless years, and no one has ever dared to insult the deity so lightly. Originally, I thought that you would still have some use, but now it seems that it is all a bunch of well-fed and dark waste! Today, the deity has destroyed your twelve ancestors!"

"Hmph, the tone is not small, let's see if you have this ability!" Di Jiang snorted coldly, the blood in his whole body was extremely agitated, the cultivation of the quasi-saint peak was fully opened, and the ancient giant axe was summoned out by it from some time, and the whole body flashed with yellow brilliance.

The other eleven ancestral witches also burst out of the cultivation of the late stage of the quasi-saint, holding all kinds of weapons with whips or blades in their hands, and these thirteen huge momentum directly overturned the roof of this wooden house, and the four walls of the connection also appeared the slightest crack.

A group of witches looked at the thirteen figures rising from the wooden house in horror and inexplicably. I don't know why this old man who has just entered the village has to fight with the twelve ancestral witches.

"Junior, let you go down to see your Pangu Father God today!" The old turtle was dark and hideous, the green tendons on his hands were exposed, and a thick black mist surged out from the old turtle's eyes: "The big handprint of the turtle is annihilated!"

The old turtle poured mana into his right arm, and his calloused big hand carried the breath of the abyss and the sea, and struck at the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"Boom!"

The aura in the sky seemed to be stagnant, with the Twelve Ancestral Witches as the center, and dark blue ice crystals actually fell out of thin air in the void of hundreds of zhang. These ice crystals turned into dark blue handprints, mixed with the black mist, fluttering towards the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

And the Twelve Ancestral Witches, as if they were stuck in a quagmire, slowed down to an outrageous degree. When the handprint touched the Twelve Ancestral Witches, it suddenly burst and disappeared into nothingness. The bodies of the ancestral witches, which were stronger than the crystal steel, were imprinted with a trace of black marks, and the pain was extremely extreme.

Di Jiang's expression changed, and he shouted: "Operate Xuangong!"

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

An earthy yellow halo sparked on the body of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and the billowing aura of heaven and earth was like a dragon entering the sea, swallowed and sucked into the flesh by the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"Break!" Di Jianglun used the giant axe in his hand and slashed at the blue handprint, and in a moment, the handprint turned into nothingness.

The old turtle looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches with a gloomy face, and the movements in his hands changed. A dark blue jar appeared in front of the old turtle out of thin air. The surging blue mana of the body was frantically poured into the blue magic jar.

The pale blue liquid churned in the black mist, rolling towards the Twelve Ancestral Witches like a tidal wave.

"Boom!"

The sound of waves in the jar was overwhelming, surging towards the twelve ancestral witches, one after another dark blue waves, layer upon layer, the thick corrosive aura directly penetrated the void, the surging momentum, the direct pressure of the ancestral witches almost out of breath.

"Roar!"

Seeing the tide coming, the co-workers whose nature is water let out a roar that rushed into the sky, and took the lead in turning into the body of an ancestral witch. Stepping on the black dragon, he burrowed into the black waves.

The massive blue waves, under the swimming of the co-workers, turned into wisps of law power, and built a bright and abnormal light curtain, blocking this void.

Slowly, the light and shadow of Gonggong, magnified countless times, floated out from the light curtain.

The old turtle smiled strangely and said, "Sure!"

The blue black Liu suddenly stopped fluctuating, and even the co-workers in the water were forced to stop their figures.

"Kill!" the old turtle snorted, and the blue light of the jar shone brightly, shining in the sky. The murderous aura is boundless, sweeping in all directions, as if it has come to the time when the world is opened, all things are born, and all kinds of killing forces are immortal, and the vast world is bound.

"Click!"

The huge light curtain shattered!

The eleven ancestral witches changed color, if this blue light pierced through the blue waves, wouldn't the co-workers inside die on the spot?

"Roar!"

The ancestral witch roared angrily, and they all turned into the true body of the ancestral witch, lightning, thunder, and freezing rain...... All kinds of supernatural powers, like meteor showers, frantically bombarded the stagnant river.

"Haha, don't waste your efforts! let's stay alive!" The old turtle looked perverse, and the monstrous momentum surged, pouring mana into the jar again.

"Boom!"

The heavens and the earth suddenly became dense, all kinds of smoke and haze flowed, and a long blue river stretched ten thousand feet long, across the sky! The monstrous killing machine emitted wisps of terrifying coercion, splitting out one after another possessive brilliance, directly pressing on the waves and the eleven ancestral witches.

At this moment, the Heaven and Earth Dao people, who had never appeared, suddenly appeared above the sky. His red eyes were full of madness, and he only heard him shout: "All the gods are in a big array, get up!"

With that, he threw out twelve pitch-black flags and scattered them on the sides of the twelve ancestral witches, including the Gonggong.

On the flag, there is the image of the twelve ancestors!

Or the body of a human-faced bird, or the body of a beast, all of them are snakes and dragons, constantly wandering and roaring above the flag, vivid, fierce and terrifying! With a bloody mouth, struggling to run vertically and horizontally, blood-red eyes, wanting to choose people to devour, breathtaking, as if they are about to break free from the flag!

These twelve flags, once in the world, will bring up the clouds that fill the sky, and the clouds above the nine heavens roll, filling the sky and filling the universe! The twelve ancestors and witch gods and demon gods, from the ancient wilderness, desolate and simple, fierce and tyrannical atmosphere, rise from the banner to the sky, rich and viscous, as if the substance, the pitch black is all the evil breath of the gods, with a trace of blood, forming a heaven-penetrating, black-red cylinder! For mobile phone users, please go to read. )