My God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming, would rather die than be in the mountains

Chapter 463 Twelve Ancestral Witches
"The Twelve Ancestral Witches who were famous in those days, wouldn't it be very aggrieved to hide here now, why don't you go to Chaos and take a look..."

Zhao Lang showed the demeanor of a strong man, and said without fear, there were eleven other rays of light with different colors appearing near the phantom in front of him.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches, as well as many strong men, were all destroyed and put into various forbidden areas to be sealed.

This is the place where the Twelve Ancestral Witches are sealed. Zhao Lang came here directly to have a good chat with the most ferocious existence of this merchant.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are equivalent to the Ten Elders of the Chaos Realm, mastering different laws, which are really the core laws that constitute the prehistoric world. Of course, those laws were forcibly taken away and placed on the Ten Elders!
Now that Zhao Lang appears, it can be said that the enemy is extremely jealous when they meet each other, and the law of yin and yang is on Zhao Lang.

The laws of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, after being split by Zhou Zhan, became the current ten laws. Zhao Lang's law of yin and yang was created by absorbing twelve different laws.

So Zhao Lang came here, making the situation seem more rigid.

"Hahaha, if the previous lord said this, we would be very grateful!"

The cyan phantom was Di Jiang, and he said with a low growl that he has not dealt with Zhao Lang now, but this sarcasm has already explained his attitude.

A sentence like this said a lot, and even changed the atmosphere here.

"If you have any comments or needs, you can share them together!"

Zhao Lang wasn't in a hurry, and didn't say much, since he came here to talk, he naturally wanted to hear what the other party had to say.

Some people ask for prices, and some people haggle at the waist. If Zhao Lang doesn't listen to anything, he will force his hands. It's really inappropriate. If he is controlled by these guys, it can be said that he has no brains.

The ancestral witches were silent, and they really didn't know what to say specifically. After all, at this time, if they said more, they would easily expose themselves.

"I don't have any opinions. We will stay here forever. The age of the old gods will return. If the previous lord is not around, who can turn the tide? After all, it won't be you!"

The red phantom is the ancestor Wu Zhurong, what he said was to express his own thoughts, and everything else can be left aside for the time being, but this point can be said to be very important.

No matter what Zhao Lang wants to do, it is always difficult to completely win over these people.

There are irreconcilable contradictions between Zuwu and Daogong, especially at the moment.

If Zhou Zhan came here in person, the Twelve Ancestral Witches would definitely not dare to do this. In the Age of the Old Gods, it shows that these Ancestral Witches knew what they were doing. They knew that when something happened to Zhou Zhan, only one Zhao Lang controlled the Dao Palace.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches seemed to want to have a chat with Zhao Lang. With such an attitude, Zhao Lang also listened quietly and didn't say much.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are also related to Pangu. Zhao Lang clearly felt an unprecedented sense of intimacy, which made Zhao Lang feel a lot of pressure.

"The age of the old gods is indeed extremely dreadful, but everyone must not forget that the chaotic world is the foundation of practice after all, and the hearts of non-my race must be different!"

Zhao Lang left such a sentence, and it would be useless to talk to the Twelve Ancestral Witches. It would be difficult for Zhao Lang to really deal with the Twelve Ancestral Witches alone.

Unless Zhao Lang's strength improves again, he dares to fight with one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches here.

Simply speaking, Zhao Lang's current combat power is not as strong as imagined.

Zhao Lang came here in person, just wanting to hear the news, and Hongjun would not listen to the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

I've already been here, the next target, Zhao Lang is going to win over others.

Half a day later, Zhao Lang reappeared at the top of Lingshan Mountain. The Lingshan Mountain, which entered the clouds, has not really recovered to the prosperous scene of the past, and was destroyed twice by Zhao Lang. Recently, the so-called golden decree appeared.

Zhunti, those who are in a hurry are like ants on a hot pot. Other Buddhas and Arhats are even more confused.

But time will not stop because these people have no masters. When January comes, there is not much movement on Lingshan, which shocks the people on Lingshan.

It's just that a familiar figure descended on this day, shattering the illusions of these people.

"On the last day of today, Lingshan didn't move at all, so let's pick it up and lead it to the Great Hall of Great Heroes!"

Zhao Lang's voice resounded through Lingshan, and he didn't destroy the much restored Lingshan, but wanted to have a good talk with Zhunti and Jieyin.

Zhunti was picked up at the back of Lingshan Mountain, knowing that he couldn't escape, so he simply didn't hide himself anymore, and hiding now is only showing a guilty conscience.

The two didn't do anything shameful, Zhao Lang just said that he was going to the Hun Chao Dao Palace, he didn't really force it, the two didn't want to go, there shouldn't be anything wrong.

Even if Zhao Lang is powerful at the moment, it cannot be said that the cow does not drink water and forcefully presses his head.

"Palace Master Zhao!"

Zhunti and Yingying come up to salute first, no matter what plans they have in mind, Zhao Lang is after all the master of the Dao Palace, the most powerful force in the legendary Chaos Realm.

It's good to offend anyone, but it's best not to offend Zhao Lang!

"Why are you two so cautious, this is your place, I'm just here as a guest!"

Zhao Lang was sitting in the main seat, but he said so in a slightly hypocritical manner, Zhun Tijie's mouth twitched. Fortunately, Zhao Lang knew exactly where this place was.

If Zhao Lang didn't know, these two people would like to explain it to Zhao Lang directly. Since Zhao Lang understands, they don't need to say anything more.

"Here, Palace Master Zhao is here in person. It shouldn't be like this, but after careful consideration of Palace Master Zhao's proposal, we feel that it is indeed a bit inappropriate."

Zhunti smiled awkwardly, now it's not easy to refute Zhao Lang on the spot, so he can only say so!

If Zhao Lang is really dissatisfied, Zhao Lang will get angry again, but it will not only drop some buildings.

When Zhao Lang himself was angry, he could make Lingshan pay the price, not to mention how he could make Lingshan at this time.

Even if there are thousands of strong men in Lingshan, Zhao Lang's men would not be able to last three or five rounds.

Among the six saints, the most embarrassing ones are Zhunti and Yingying. Although Lingshan is very popular now, no matter what, Lingshan is not a place that cannot be destroyed.

Especially in the face of Zhao Lang, the quasi-mention and reception were extremely tense. What Zhao Lang had done originally made it impossible for the two of them to relax.

They are always ready to resist Zhao Lang's offensive. The two of them don't say that they are evenly matched with Zhao Lang, but at least they won't be killed by Zhao Lang in an instant under Zhao Lang's attack!
"Since that's the case, I don't force it, but if Lingshan is truly fearless, everything is naturally possible!"

Zhao Lang sighed, preparing to leave at this time, he seemed to have a lot of emotions about Lingshan, Zhunti and Jieyin's life after that.

Such an attitude immediately made Zhun Ti and Jie Yin's heart ache.

(End of this chapter)