Prehistoric, choose the mythical Da Luofa at the start

Chapter 107
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Hou Tu explained some things to Hou Yi, and comforted and encouraged Hou Yi.

Seeing that Houyi's mood had recovered somewhat, Houtu and Liu Xuan left the Houtu tribe and rushed towards Pangu Palace, the important place of the Wu tribe.

Both of them are great supernatural beings who reach the heavens and the earth, and their escaping speed is very fast. After a while, they set foot in the Pangu Temple area.

Just entered it.

The thick blood essence blew out, and the blood fiend shot straight into the sky. Layers of thin red blood energy permeated around the Pangu Temple, forming a natural shelter.

It is an innate large formation used to cover up breath and protect oneself.

But with Houtu Zuwu leading the way, this formation naturally couldn't stop the two from advancing.

It seems to have noticed Liu Xuan's arrival.

Eleven ancestral witches who had been waiting for a long time in the Pangu Hall greeted them from the hall, with respectful faces, bowed to each other, and said politely:

"Welcome Grandfather Liu, the shaman clan is full of splendor."

"Senior Liuzu, our witch clan looks forward to the stars and the moon, and finally we have you here."

"Sister Houtu, don't stand still, quickly take Liu Zu into the Pangu Palace, the matter is urgent, and the matter of Father God is more important."

Liu Xuan nodded and responded with a smile.

Among the ancestors, witches and stars holding the moon, enter the Pangu Hall.

But Houtu looked calm, and walked into the team of eleven brothers and sisters.

Chi You is not here, he has a congenital loss of origin, and he mentioned that he was born, and he is practicing in some cave.

Before Chi You was conceived, Houtu was the youngest of twelve ancestral witches, the twelve younger, loved by eleven elder brothers and sisters.

Regarding the major events of the Wu Clan, although she has been promoted to the authentic spokesperson and can suppress everyone in the Wu Clan, she still gave up the power to Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin's elder brother.

Being in power or something is the most annoying thing.

The ancestor witches in Dijiang space and the ancestor witches in Zhujiuyin time, the strength of the two, before Houtu proved the Tao, the two ancestor witches were the top two ancestor witches in the group.

The general big affairs of the witch clan are also governed by the opinions of the two people, supplemented by the opinions of other ancestors and witches.

"Liu Zu, I'm sorry to trouble you again this time."

"The trace of consciousness born in the heart of Father God Pangu is in that big bright red heart, and there are still three thousand remnants of chaotic gods and demons in the heart. The safety of God Father is left to Senior Liu Zu."

Di Jiang walked in front, leading the way for Liu Xuan.

The other ancestral witches were half a step behind to show their respect.

Finish talking.

Everyone came to the depths of the Pangu Palace. This is a vast and empty palace, with nothing in it except the center, which is a huge heart that is extremely bright red and full of vigor and energy.

here.

It is the origin of the witch clan.

Boom!

The big heart is still alive, and the powerful and vigorous beating sound will definitely vibrate after a while, arousing everyone's heartstrings.

The energy of blood energy pervades the interior and exterior of Pangu Temple.

They all emanated from Pan Gu's heart, and the innate formation in the outside world responsible for shelter and concealment is the accompanying formation of Pan Gu's heart!
"My ugly words are at the front."

"To save Pangu Cannian, I can only try my best. If something goes wrong, I can only say sorry."

Liu Xuan glanced at everyone and said truthfully.

According to the information given by Houtu, the magic thoughts of these three thousand Chaos Gods and Demons were enshrined in Pan Gu's remnant thoughts.

"This……"

The faces of the eleven ancestral witches in Dijiang froze, and they were a little speechless. Did senior Liu Xuan even think that he couldn't save Pan Gu's Father God's consciousness?

"Senior Liu, don't worry."

"Do it boldly and confidently! Xiaotu believes in seniors, even if Father God Pangu cannot be rescued, there is no way, time is fate!"

However, Houtu, who was at the end of the row, bowed and bowed, with a firm expression on his face.

to be frank.

As an authentic spokesperson, Honghuang's fate can be said to be mostly under his control.

And if Liu Xuan hadn't appeared for the father god Pangu that was bred in her own family, she would have already figured out the end.

After all, Father God Pangu was defeated, his mind was eroded by three thousand chaotic gods and demons, and he was completely reduced to a big devil who only knew how to kill.

And for the prehistoric sentient beings.

Houtu had no choice but to exterminate his relatives righteously, and obliterated the possessed Pangu Father God.

But luckily with the appearance of senior Liu Xuan, the ending of the matter became different.

Senior Liu Xuan can be said to be a prehistoric variable, only Senior Liu can break this situation, the variable... seems wrong!

Houtu's thoughts flickered, revealing the importance of Liu Xuan.

But when I think of the word 'variable', I feel a little inappropriate.

There are fifty avenues, four or nine in the sky, and one of them escapes.

One of them is the prehistoric variable, but the detachment in Senior Liu Xuan's body is comparable to every small variable!

What he did can directly represent the general trend of the prehistoric world!The general trend of the world!
Houtu didn't know why Liu Xuan had such a terrifying and difficult situation.

But for a person who can even give away the authentic spokesperson's inheritance and innate treasures, it seems understandable to have such a situation.

Senior Liu Xuan must be a supreme giant, who has been in the prehistoric and chaotic for an unknown amount of time, and now he is just wandering around in the world of mortals and practicing again!
"Sister Houtu..."

"Houtu girl?"

"Why is Houtu sister so new to Senior Liu Xuan? Father God's life was so easily handed over to Senior Liu?"

The eleven ancestral witches of Dijiang and Zhujiuyin stared at Houtu's words, their faces were puzzled, and their hearts were shocked.

How can the life of God the Father be decided by their younger generations at will!
"Brothers and sisters, trust my sister's induction!"

"In the prehistoric age, apart from Daozu Hongjun, the only one who could save Father God Pangu's life was Senior Liu Xuan."

Houtu looked serious, and sound transmission explained for the ancestor witches.

Daozu Hongjun, she is not familiar with her.

Or.

She can't believe it!

Houtu didn't dare to ask Daoist Hongjun to come and rescue Godfather Pangu, otherwise, if the sliver of consciousness cultivated by Godfather Pangu was taken away by Daozu Hongjun, things would go wrong.

Waiting for the ancestors and wizards of Dijiang to respond.

Houtu's petite body came forward, blocked the ancestor witches alone, raised his finger to Pangu's heart, and said softly: "Senior Liu, Father God Pangu depends on you."

"Ok!"

"This seat will definitely do my best."

Feeling Houtu's trust, Liu Xuan smiled slightly, nodded and replied.

hum!
Immediately, his expression became serious, his body seemed to tremble slightly, and then it turned into a purple light ball and quickly penetrated into Pangu's heart.

And with the disappearance of Liu Xuan.

The main hall could no longer suppress the voice, and the noisy voices of the ancestor witches rang out.

"Sister Houtu, is it really feasible for you to trust Senior Liu unconditionally?"

"If the trace of consciousness cultivated by Father God Pangu was born, he should be a quasi-sage. If Senior Liu became prying and snatched God Father away, what should we do?"

"Sister Houtu, you are really in a hurry this time."

"Hey, I hope Senior Liu is really that kind of selfless and fearless senior, otherwise, who wouldn't be tempted by a quasi-holy incarnation transformed by God the Father?!"

(End of this chapter)