165, the Wu clan appeared

Gonggong turned around and left, but he didn't know that the person he rescued today was still a little famous in the future, of course, even if he knew, Gonggong would only sneer, he would make a move, but he was only in a good mood at the time;

The monk who collapsed to the ground was long-eared and fixed, the white donkey was okay with his feet, but the white jade bat on the head of the white donkey had some doorways, this bat was the Taibai Hook Array Bat, although he couldn't speak, but he also named himself, called Zhang Guo;

The co-worker walked very fast, and the slightest sense in his heart did not change with the hurry, which made him speed faster;

Zhou Mountain, the twelve ancestors are like this, the first to arrive at the place of induction is the Di River, the way of space, the road is indeed incomparable, the Di Jiang followed the induction in his heart, came to the foot of Zhou Mountain, here, from the base of Zhou Mountain is only ten thousand miles, here is Zhang Yang is very familiar with the place, the water of creation, the fruit of creation comes from here, now, the big array is still the same, but there is no slightest resistance to the meaning of the Emperor River, three or two steps into it;

The land of creation, here has also changed a lot, the front is also flat, now the flat land is raised a lot, from which a small mountain bag is lifted, the shape of the mountain bag is a little weird, the top is big and the bottom is small, like a fruit, the top of the mountain bag, the creation grass also moves, standing firmly on the top of the mountain bag, moving with the wind, the two milky white creation fruits exude bursts of fragrance;

Soon after the arrival of the Emperor River, the Twelve Ancestors and Witches also followed, as soon as they entered the big array, as if entering the mother's body, a strange feeling flowed in the heart, facing the mountain bag, as if facing a Pangu, "gentle", and only this word can be described, and only this word can be thought;

Gonggong is the last ancestral witch to enter the big array, as Gonggong stepped in, the mountain bag began to change, it was like a fruit, but now it is doing the action of peeling, on the mountain bag, the covered mountain soil and rocks began to fall off, bit by bit, the twelve ancestral witches looked at the mountain bag obsessively and softly, waiting quietly, without the slightest movement;

I don't know how long it took, but a trace of red light began to emerge from the top of the mountain, and it shot out from within the rocky soil, and soon, as the rock and soil layer fell off, the red became brighter, scarlet, red, blood-red, like a ruby, like a huge fireball;

After the rock and soil layer all fell off, the mountain bag revealed his original face, a huge heart, beating slowly and slowly, maybe for a moment, and as if there was no movement for thousands of years, the heart was mostly exposed to the ground, the tip of the heart was inserted in the top of Zhou Mountain, at the top, the grass was still there, weak and stubborn, the weak root system seemed to have an indescribable great force, firmly rooted in the heart, and the vitality in the heart was extracted by a trace;

Pangu heart, just here, after the opening of the sky, Pangu chose to incarnate all things, but he also knows very well that his heart will not collapse, if he does not make arrangements, with the passage of time, the heart will always open the mind, at that time, this will be a new Pangu, and in order to become the heyday of Pangu, the heart must find all the Pangu incarnations, devour them all, and achieve itself;

Pangu loves the desolate world, and also knows that if this is the case, why do you need to incarnate all things, therefore, the heart is arranged, Zhou Shan adheres to the will of Pangu, born with Pangu coercion, here, but it is the best place to suppress the heart, but in order to be safe, Pangu put the Qiankun Ding on the heart, and always extracts the breath of life from the heart, which also forms the creation of the well, the breath of life, that is, the water of creation in the creation well;

When Zhang Yang entered, the breath of life in Pangu's heart had been extracted eighty percent, and Hongjun and Zhang Yang had absorbed all the water of creation, and they had already lost hope that the heart would incarnate Pangu, which was also the reason why Nuwa was able to collect Qiankun Ding;

Now, the tip of the heart that is inserted into the ground has also begun to pull out on its own, suspended around the twelve ancestral witches, forming a natural formation with it, gradually gathering the Pangu breath on the Zhou Mountain, a Pangu phantom began to slowly condense, the place of the phantom heart, it is the Pangu heart, now, has begun to resume beating, slow and powerful;

The phantom of Pangu took shape, and a desolate, simple, and majestic atmosphere spread, covering the entire desolate world in an instant, as if it was about to merge into the entire desolate world;

Chaos, Zixiao Palace, Hongjun suddenly stood up, his lips trembled, his eyes struggled for a long time, and finally sighed and sat down slowly;

Zhou Mountain, Qi Feng Mountain, Nuwa stood at the mountain pass, looking at the place of creation below, above her head, Qiankun Ding was spinning, and a complicated color climbed up her face, but she didn't make the slightest movement, for a long time, she turned around and entered the dojo and opened the big array;

The Northeast is barren to the sky, the northwest is primitive, and the West is barren Laozi, who is looking in the direction of Zhou Shan suspiciously, and his right hand is gently pressed on the heart, where it beats very slowly, seems to be very weak, and seems to be very powerful;

The southeast wilderness, on a dangerous peak, there is also a person who is sensitive, this person is Zhang Yang, at this time, he is closing his eyes to sense, behind him, a faint phantom emerges, plausible, under a closer look, you can also see a trace of Pangu, now is communicating between heaven and earth, and comprehending the desolate, simple, majestic and other states of mind;

At the foot of a mountain in the southern wilderness, there is a big tree growing all year round, under the big tree, a monk with white eyebrows and knees looked up at the central area, and muttered: "Pangu?";

At the same time, in the midst of the desolation, the monks were either confused, confused, or seemed to have realizations......

Zhou Mountain, the land of creation, in the Pangu Phantom, the beating frequency of the heart began to increase, and as the frequency accelerated, the heart became more and more red, and at the cardiovascular level, a huge drop of blood began to coagulate, as if it would drip to the ground at any time;

Around the phantom, the twelve ancestors and witches stood in their respective positions, and an invisible breath connected them, supporting the entire Pangu phantom, the "Twelve Heavenly Great Arrays", which was in the middle of preaching;

I don't know how long it took, at the cardiovascular part of the heart, the drop of red blood finally couldn't support it, dripping down, the whistling sound did not wake up the twelve ancestral witches, the blood fell to the ground, and did not soak into the mountain, like a lump of flesh, beating with this Pangu heart, and like a miniature version of the Pangu heart;

Time skipped, above Pangu's heart, thirty-six drops of blood dripped down, and on the ground, thirty-six flesh balls also appeared, beating at the same frequency, inside, as if giving birth to living beings;

The heart did not stop condensing blood, but this time, instead of forming blood droplets, it spurted out and scattered, if someone counted carefully, they could find that the scattered blood formed a circulating formation in the air, and when it landed, it was exactly 129,600 drops, but the flesh mass formed by these 129,600 drops of blood was much smaller than the previous 36 drops;

In the Pangu phantom, the heart shrank by half a circle, and the phantom began to shrink with it, and then, as if it had lost its support point, it dispersed with the wind, leaving only the empty Pangu heart, which slowly descended, and when it was faster than the height of the twelve ancestors, the heart seemed to be subjected to a traction force, shooting straight into the Houtu and sinking into the Pangu Hall above the head of the Houtu;

The Twelve Ancestral Witches also woke up, glanced at each other, and from each other's eyes, they saw the excitement, and the fast-mouthed Gonggong was about to speak, when an explosion came, and I saw that the flesh formed by the first drop of blood in Pangu's heart had been exploded, and after a burst of red light, a majestic strong man who was no less than the height of the Gonggong revealed his figure, his expression was erect, his eyes were furious, and he looked around the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and said angrily;

"A certain family is punished!"

Before the Twelve Ancestors could react, another explosion came, and another man appeared in the place where the explosion sounded, but this one was very handsome, and there was a ray of sunshine in his angular face;

"A certain Houyi!"

An explosion rang out, and one figure after another appeared;

"A certain family praises the father!"

"Great Witch Nine Phoenix Meets the Twelve Ancestral Witches!"

......

"The Great Witch has met the Twelve Ancestors!" this was the last of the thirty-six drops of blood;

Thirty-six great witches were born, and then, the 129,600 meat balls also exploded, and one by one the witch clans were born, inheriting one of the twelve ancestral witches, or several origin supernatural powers, but whether it was cultivation or origin supernatural powers, they were all like miniature versions, and occasionally there were twelve supernatural powers other than the original supernatural powers, but this was very rare;

"From now on, we will be the Flood Witch Clan!" Di Jiang shouted loudly while laughing;

"Witch!" "Witch!" "Witch!" ......

Hundreds of thousands of witch tribes let out an earth-shattering roar, the word "witch" spread throughout the flood wilderness, from now on, the flood wilderness sentient beings, know that on this flood land, there is a special ethnic group, called "witch";

It's just that the vast majority of monks only think that this witch clan is also similar to other people such as the Ox Clan, the Horse Clan, etc., and those who value it only think that it is a certain race in the primeval times, and when they really face it later, they will realize the stupidity of their cognition;

Honghuang, it's not that there are no people who have been cleared, not to mention Hongjun Nuwa, Sanqing can vaguely guess the answer, but Zhang Yang is hehehe;

"The Wu Clan was born, will the Demon Clan be far away? The Emperor of the Flood Desolation, are you ready? The Three Ancient Clans, what should be your fate? Hehe, if you don't fall in the Dao Demon Tribulation, the Lich Tribulation, will you be able to escape?"

Zhang Yang has reason to expect that the Dao Demon Tribulation is biased, so that he has a lot of doubts about the legends of the future generations, and now, the appearance of this witch clan also shows that the Lich Tribulation is not far away, indicating that the general trend of the flood is still unchanged, and the general trend has been mastered, so why care about a little subsection? )