First Emperor

Chapter 1247 Collecting the Twelve Ancestral Witches
Zu Wu Di Jiang's physical body can actually release a power of rules to keep Daoist Mosquito out.

Daoist Mosquito exerted a little force, but in the end he still couldn't penetrate the power of rules, and the power of rules released from Di Jiang's physical body rebounded stronger again.

Di Xin saw that Daoist Mosquito would continue to intensify his efforts, but Di Xin stopped him all of a sudden.

"No." Di Xin shook his head at Taoist Mosquito.

His eyes were serious, and it was obvious that even if the Twelve Ancestral Witches had fallen, they would definitely not be accessible to ordinary people.

And Di Xin knew very well that he could not be hindered by the physical body of Zuwu Dijiang, either because of the purple gold and jade, or because of his practice of "Kai Tian Jue".

Di Xin never felt that he was special, but his specialness was limited to the fact that the rules of his cultivation were somewhat special.

"Your Majesty...these are really the bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Witches in ancient times. This is too terrifying." Daoist Mosquito came back to his senses at this moment, and just looked at Di Xin like that. He was overwhelmed by the scene in front of him. up.

In the eyes of Taoist Mosquito, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are absolute super existences, aloof and superior, and because of their special relationship with Stone King Pangu, even the Hunyuan Saint would not do anything to them.

After all, the Twelve Ancestral Witches in ancient times have always been blessed and protected by the Dao of Heaven. If someone affects the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they will be restrained by the brand of the Dao of Heaven.

Just like this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches existed sideways in ancient times, and once they fit together, they could even become battle saints.

But I didn't expect that the last lich battle would trigger a chain reaction. The two most powerful lich clans in ancient times were all killed, completely withdrawing from the stage of history, and the human race became the real master of this world.

The rise of the human race was protected by the heavens, and the human race flourished.

The heavenly cycle, the liches are completely dead, especially the witches, they can only live in the small place of Dongyi in the world.

There is not even a great witch gone, only Fei Lian, Elai and his son are left as the most powerful beings, and even Di Xin dares to trample on the lineage of the Wu Clan, how miserable the Wu Clan is.

As far as Di Xin could see, he watched all this quietly in front of the bodies of the twelve ancestral witches. He couldn't help trying to imagine the earth-shattering scenes during the Lich War that year, and Di Xin was terrified.

But the past is gone forever, and the era of the Lich has really passed, so will the emerging human races now come to an end, and become a regrettable ending like the Lich, Dragon, Phoenix and Qilin and other races.

After all, whether it is a dragon, a phoenix, a unicorn, or a lich, how glorious they were, how shocking they were, they were all the protagonists of this world, but now... now they are exterminating the clan, disappearing, disappearing, Even if it exists in the world, it can only be described as lingering.

How miserable!

At this moment, Di Xin thought of the future. What does the future look like?

He comes from the future, but it is not the final future. Di Xin believes that the final future may really be destroyed.

But he had to stop it.

He shoulders the balance of life and death between the world and the earth. Only he can turn the world around, but the premise is that he must grow up as soon as possible, and truly realize the transformation, the perfect transformation, before the world is destroyed.

Otherwise, everything before will reappear, and he may also completely disappear in the world after the creation of the world, just like the previous Stone King Pangu.

When Di Xin thought of this, he was not reconciled.

Previously, Di Xin had been confining his attention to Conferred God Quantity Calamity, but at this moment he was thinking a lot, and he really felt the burden of the future at this moment. What he was facing was not only Conferred God Quantity Calamity, there are more……

"My lord, how should they..."

Jiang Yaojing looked at Di Xin lost in thought, and couldn't help feeling a little worried, and immediately asked for a reminder.

Mosquito Taoist also looked at Di Xin curiously, after all, he was one of the twelve great witches in ancient times.

"Since Gu let them expose their figure, then naturally they will not be allowed to stand here like this. Gu will take them away, and find a suitable place for them in the future, and then arrange them for a good life."

Di Xin took a deep breath. If any of the twelve great witches in front of him were found, countless monks would go crazy. They might be able to perceive the supernatural powers in them through this ancestor witch, and then improve their blood, especially Physical tempering.

In fact, Di Xin also thought about it, but he didn't really desire these things. After all, he controlled the purple gold jade and was not very interested in these things. If he wanted, he might be able to exchange them with purple gold jade.

"But, they are so big..." Jiang Yaojing heard that Di Xin was going to take him away, she was a little dazed, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

Di Xin smiled, he naturally has a way.

The Zijin Yushi space is enough to accommodate them all, and keeping them in the Zijin Yushi space is safe and secure.

It is basically impossible for ordinary people to perceive the existence of the Twelve Ancestral Witches through him. The purple gold and jade space has completely cut off the connection with this world, and no breath can be sensed.

Di Xin still has this confidence.

Di Xin walked up to the Zuwudi River, and asked Jiang Yaojing and Mosquito Taoist to back off. With a movement of his mind, Zuwu Dijiang's physical body immediately rose from the ground, rising little by little, and then followed the control of Di Xin's mind Coming towards Dixin.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Jiuyin, Shebishi, Rushou, Jumang, Gonggong, Zhu Rong, Houtu, Xuanming, Tianwu, Qiangliang, and Yanzi all disappeared in place slowly like Zu Wudijiang, and Dixin's spiritual consciousness entered the Zijin space, and the twelve ancestor witches stood in it at a time, lined up, majestic yet shocking to the soul.

Di Xin took a deep breath. He looked at the bodies of the twelve ancestral witches in the purple gold and jade space, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

He never expected that coming to Beihai would be such an unexpected joy, and he would gain a lot.

Of course, Di Xin is well aware that the North Sea is full of dangers and hides many strange things, especially when they enter this place and have a direct relationship with the blood ancestors, so the reason why he dared to take the twelve ancestral witch bodies is actually It is his confidence in the purple gold and jade space.

Di Xin knew very well that the twelve ancestral witches had a lot of weirdness in them. After all, they died together in the battle with the Yaozu. Why did they appear here in the end? Is this their real body or clone, or something else.

But Di Xin doesn't have time to take a closer look now, and he also knows that he can't judge all this, so...

Therefore, the best way is to take them away first, and allow him to study in detail when he has time in the future. The most important thing for him now is to find the blood ancestor.

(End of this chapter)