Prehistoric: From Witch Soldiers to Hunyuan Wuji Luoxian

Chapter 119 In front of Zixiao Palace, there is a storm (Chapter 28)
"Twelve Great Luo Jinxians!"

Tong Tian looked at all the ancestor witches, and his eyes shot out with monstrous fighting intent.

Although the Sanqing Brothers claim to be authentic, they still have no advantage in the face of the twelve Da Luo Jinxians.

Once they make a move, it will be difficult for the three of them to parry the twelve Da Luo Jinxian powerhouses.

Four big Luos beat you one, you can always defeat, right?
In addition, God Jiang Zuwu and Qiangliang Zuwu are already middle-stage Daluo Jinxian monks, and they are not bad at all compared to the realm of Taiqing.

Taiqing remained silent, looking at the most powerful Wu Clan, he didn't intend to go forward to make friends at all, instead a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

Tai Yi at the side took out the Chaos Clock and placed it on top of his right palm with a guarded look on his face.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are too powerful, which makes everyone fearful.

"Brother, let's go ahead."

Zhu Rong's ancestral witch's loud voice came, and the twelve ancestral witches stepped forward and came to the gate of Zixiao Palace.

Everyone didn't dare to stop them, they gave way one after another. Fortunately, the location in front of the Zixiao Palace gate was large enough, and the twelve ancestor witches standing here would not affect other people.

Wu Yang was checking the situation in the team, but he could clearly see the people around him, and seeing the apprehensive expressions on everyone's faces, Wu Yang felt very happy.

"These prehistoric supreme beings are all dignified, but they are all bullying things."

Wu Yang was very disdainful in his heart. For example, Na Taiqing seemed to be quiet and inactive, but when he saw the ancestral witches who were more powerful than himself, his face was not calm.

Taiqing's inaction is based on the fact that he can have an absolute advantage. If his strength is suppressed by the ancestral witches, then Qingjing's inaction is just a cover.

"Sure enough, the Witch Clan is here!"

In the dark, Patriarch Styx stared at the crowd with gloomy eyes.

Before he came, he had thought that this would happen, but now seeing the twelve ancestor witches coming together, the hatred in the ancestor Ming He's heart was aroused again.

Although the current witch clan is not well-known in the prehistoric world and does not interact with other monks, the twelve Da Luo Jinxians still firmly suppressed the scene, making everyone feel extremely jealous.

Patriarch Styx saw the ancestral witches standing in front of him, his mind turned, he wanted to take the opportunity to stir up trouble, and let the witch clan be suppressed by many powerful people.

The power of the Wu clan has aroused the fear of many strong people, and the ancestor Minghe saw this very clearly.

As long as he lures them in a little bit, he will definitely be able to deal with the witch clan.

"I and the Wu Clan are already at odds. When they become stronger, they will attack my boundless blood sea sooner or later. If this is the case, let's strike first!"

Patriarch Styx could not afford to offend the Wu Clan, but he was very aware of his situation.

It is necessary to contend with the Wu Clan anyway, if you can take this opportunity to suppress the other party, this is a golden opportunity.

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches came to the gate of Zixiao Palace, and stood together with Sanqing, Fuxi Nuwa, Emperor Jun Taiyi, and Hongyun Town Yuanzi who were the first to arrive.

However, compared to the [-] or [-] creatures of the Witch Clan, the other monks seemed a bit "individually weak".

Just when the scene fell into dead silence, Patriarch Styx suddenly said:
"The Wu Clan is really powerful. Even many Da Luo Jinxians can't easily reach this Zixiao Palace, but a little Xuanxian of your Wu Clan can come to Zixiao Palace to listen to lectures. It's really possible!".

Patriarch Minghe spoke in a strange way, and even pointed his finger at Wu Yang. For a while, most of the creatures present looked at Wu Yang.

A mere Profound Immortal really cannot be compared with these great powers.

"Minghe, the Taoist ancestor once clearly said that anyone who is destined can come to Zixiao Palace to listen to lectures. Even saints don't care about the level of cultivation. Daozu is even stronger?"

Wu Yang was not used to him either, with the Twelve Ancestral Witches beside him, he also wanted to take this opportunity to suppress Styx's arrogance.

The last time Styx relied on the power of Lieyang's lion tribe, he was almost able to destroy Wuyang. This hatred of Wuyang always wanted to avenge him.

Patriarch Minghe's face was extremely gloomy, he never expected that Wu Yang, a mysterious fairy, would have the guts to challenge him.

"Wu Yang, even a mysterious fairy like you dare to yell in front of me. If you have the guts, would you dare to take a blow from me?"

Patriarch Minghe deliberately provoked Wu Yang. He knew that the other party would not dare, and he wanted to take this opportunity to suppress the arrogance of the Wu clan.

Qiang Liang Patriarch Wu looked at Patriarch Styx and said coldly:
"Styx, if you want to die, I will fulfill you now!".

A thunderbolt bloomed in the hands of the Qiangliang ancestor witch, and the dazzling thunder light enveloped all directions, and the terrifying coercion deterred chaos.

That powerful thunder light made everyone fearful, even Taiqing had complicated eyes.

The power of thunder is the most rigid and yang, and it can display extremely strong combat power in battle. If they really fight, Styx may be defeated by Qiangliang Zuwu in an instant.

Styx has been practicing hard for many years and still stays at the early stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal, while Qiangliang Zuwu is a strong man in the middle stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

Patriarch Minghe's eyes were dark, but he really didn't dare to challenge Qiangliang Patriarch Wu.

Once a war starts here, there will be none who will really help Styx.

"Old man Minghe, I, Wu Yang, really don't have the strength to fight you right now. Xuanxian and Da Luo Jinxian are fighting for death, but as long as you don't die, sooner or later, I, Wu Yang, will behead you!"

Wu Yang pointed at Styx with his sword, and the words in his mouth were resounding.

That kind of invincible spirit made Patriarch Minghe not know how to refute for a while.

The hatred between Wu Yang and Styx cannot be reconciled. The ancestor of Styx is a character who must take revenge, and Wu Yang is not a person who can swallow his anger.

If it wasn't for the huge difference in strength between the two sides, how could Wu Yang take revenge overnight?
"Hmph, even if you are talented, that is something that will happen in the future. Now that Zixiao Palace is giving lectures, all those who can come here are the Supreme Beings. How can you sit in the same room with me and other big Luos?"

Ancestor Minghe changed the subject and brought the conflict to the audience in Zixiao Palace and everyone present.

When Di Jun heard this, his eyes rolled, and he immediately said:

"Fellow Daoist Minghe's words are reasonable. For example, Fellow Daoist Sanqing, Fellow Daoist Nuwa Fuxi, and our brothers and fellow Daoists, which one was not born with the destiny of heaven and earth? This Wuyang mere Xuanxian has shallow feet and insufficient fortune. , I really don’t have the right to take the same seat as me!”.

Di Jun deliberately suppressed the Wu Clan, taking advantage of Styx to stir up trouble, he was happy to add fire behind his back.

The two clans of liches are fateful enemies, so the ancestral witches and Emperor Juntai feel disgusted with each other as soon as they meet.

Although there is no intersection with each other, this first feeling is extremely bad for no reason.

"Fellow Daoist Dijun is right. We are all sacred to heaven and earth. How can anyone sit on the same seat as me!"

Yuanshi Tianzun spoke proudly, he always claimed to be authentic, and never took some weak creatures into his eyes, which was very in line with his character.

Taiqing sized up the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but did not stop Yuanshi Tianzun's words.

Dijiang Zuwu took a step forward, looked at everyone and said calmly:

"Whoever has an opinion, just stand up and shake your lips behind your back, but you have lost your identity for nothing!".

Dijiang Zuwu's powerful aura erupted, and his meaning was very clear. If you are not convinced, then stand up and fight until you are convinced.

Everyone was speechless, the twelve brothers of the Witch Clan were too powerful, no one dared to be the one who stood out.

Seeing that the scene was overwhelmed by Emperor Jiang Zuwu, the others were unwilling to say anything more.

For a moment of pride, if he was really beaten up by the ancestral witches, he would completely lose his face in front of the entire prehistoric people.

It's a pity that all the monks here thought to themselves that they were no match for the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

If you speak rashly, you will do more harm than good.

None of us are fools, and when we have the opportunity to suppress the Wu Clan, we will definitely go together, but when we are not sure enough, no one is willing to stand forward.

Just when they all thought that the ancestral witch of Dijiang would "borrow the donkey from the slope", the ancestral witch of Dijiang said to the ancestor Minghe again:

"Styx, you secretly instigated and wanted to target our Wu Clan. You have a terrible heart. I will kill you here today. Let's see how you still clamor!".

Emperor Jiang's ancestral witches followed suit, and the twelve ancestral witches locked on Styx one after another.

For a moment, the powerful oppressive force made Patriarch Styx back away, and he cursed angrily:
"Di Jiang, what you're talking about is prestige, and you're not just bullying the weak and fearing the strong. Brother Sanqing and Dijun Taiyi are also dissatisfied with your witch clan, and you only dare to shout at me."

Patriarch Styx is going all out. Now that he has offended the Wu Clan, it will be useless for him to lie low and do small things. It is better to drag Sanqing and Taidi Junyi to fight against the Wu Clan together.

At this moment, Taiyi opened his mouth and said:

"I also want to ask for advice to see if the Wu Clan is really that powerful!".

Both Dijun and Taiyi were named by the ancestor Styx. If they don't express their views, they seem to be really afraid of the Wu clan.

Although they were originally afraid of the witch clan, they could only bite the bullet and stand up at this moment, otherwise they would be underestimated by many of their colleagues.

The chaotic clock in Taiyi's hand radiated divine light, and the endless chaotic atmosphere enveloped the four directions.

This innate treasure was so powerful that many monks around looked sideways for a while.

"Hmph, the twelve ancestor witches dare to be arrogant in front of our brothers, today I will let you know that the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

Yuanshi Tianzun spoke coldly, and the three precious jades in his hands emitted a jade light, which also meant that he was ready to go.

Dijiang Zuwu glanced at everyone present and said:
"Who else, let's go together if you are not convinced, so as not to waste each other's time!".

The voice of Emperor Jiang Zuwu fell, his body turned into a height of tens of thousands of feet, the terrifying power of space permeated, and the turbulent blood engulfed all the people present.

The other ancestral witches also revealed their real bodies at the same time, joining Di Jiang's ancestral witches as one.

"The middle stage of Da Luo Jinxian!"

Many creatures exclaimed, and they couldn't help stepping back.

These people have no grievances with the witch clan, and they don't want to show off at this time, so they tactfully avoided the battlefield, for fear of being misunderstood by the ancestor witches.

"Di Jiang, it seems that you are planning to bully the few with more. If so, how can I, Sanqing, stand by and watch!"

Taiqing, who had never spoken, also expressed his attitude and position at this moment.

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