Prehistoric: From Witch Soldiers to Hunyuan Wuji Luoxian

Chapter 120 Taiqing, kill the three of you first
Taiqing is the head of the Sanqing, and his strength is also in the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian, which is comparable to that of Emperor Jiang Zuwu.

Tong Tian glanced at the eldest brother, Taiqing was keen on cultivation on weekdays, he didn't care about other things, and didn't have much interest.

Today, for some reason, he stood up and openly confronted the Wu Clan.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

Tong Tian was very puzzled, this style of acting was completely different from his usual behavior.

Taiqing also showed the strength of Daluo Jinxian in the middle stage, which made countless creatures look at him.

Taiqing's aptitude is unparalleled, and he was born adhering to Pan Gu's luck. It is quite normal to have this strength.

"Taiqing, can you stop me?"

Dijiang Zuwu looked at Taiqing proudly, and didn't really take him seriously.

In Emperor Jiang Zuwu's view, if they don't stand up this time, they will be looked down upon by all creatures, and now even if they are facing the siege of everyone, the Wu clan must give it a go.

If you act like a coward, even if it is beneficial to the Wu clan, it will also make them lose the blood in their bones!
"There are so many Da Luo Jinxians present, even if you twelve ancestor witches are powerful, can't you defeat us all?"

Taiqing said calmly, he knew very well that his three brothers could not stop the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but if they could pull all the Daluo Jinxians present, then the Twelve Ancestral Witches would be in bad luck.

Di Jiang laughed out loud upon hearing this.

"Hahaha, Taiqing, it is indeed impossible for our brothers to sweep away all our comrades, but we are still very sure of killing the three of you first!"

Dijiang Zuwu's eyes were burning, and his words were very deterrent.

Whoever takes the lead, I will kill first.

Even Ni Sanqing, as long as he dares to show his teeth, I will punch him twice.

Emperor Jiang Zuwu refused to give an inch, and toughened all the supreme beings, which made Taiqing uncertain for a while.

The ancestral witches are all muscular, and it is easy for people to believe that they are desperate "reckless men". It really pissed them off, who cares whether you are Sanqing or not.

Beat it up first!
Emperor Jiang Zuwu's words are tough, seemingly reckless, but in fact there are hidden mysteries in his words,

On the surface, it seems that he is reckless and reckless, but in fact, he is knocking mountains and shaking tigers, deterring the heroes.

"Ming He secretly instigates trouble, my Wu Clan will not spare him lightly, as for other friends, who have never met our Wu Clan, naturally have nothing to do with this matter, but if anyone wants to stand out, he has to weigh it. See if you can resist the beating!"

Dijiang Zuwu strode forward and stood proudly in front of the Zixiao Palace gate, looking as if he was invincible.

"Brother is right! My Wu Clan is not unreasonable, it's just that some people want to step on my Wu Clan when they meet for the first time, that's really whimsical!"

The mysterious light in Zhu Jiuyin's cold eyes changed, and he looked straight at Yuanshi Tianzun.

"Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, you don't really think that you can run amok in the wild, do you?"

Taiyi stood up at this moment, and the chaos clock beside him was spinning endlessly. With this innate treasure by his side, Taiyi had no scruples, and he was not in the slightest bit about being tough and tough.

Wu Yang looked at the innate treasure, this divine clock is indeed very powerful, even if viewed from a distance, it will have a very strong deterrent force.

The Chaos Clock is good at stabilizing the earth, water, fire and wind. It is a powerful treasure that integrates offense and defense, and its power is immeasurable.

"Whether you can run wild or not, you will know after one fight. You and Di Jun go together and see if I beat you to death!"

As the number one ancestral shaman of the shaman clan, and with the luck of the entire shaman clan, Di Jiang's ancestral witch is now strong enough to challenge Taiqing, standing firmly in the first echelon of the prehistoric.

Wu Yang's blood boiled as he watched from the side. The Dijiang ancestor witches he had seen all the time were calm and cautious, like an ancient sacred mountain, so that the Wu tribe tribe could rely on it with peace of mind.

Now facing the pressure from the outside world, Emperor Jiang Zuwu stepped forward, and he showed his arrogance and arrogance again!

That kind of strong will without any taboos, fighting against the heavens and the earth, is the only magic weapon for him to deter many supreme beings.

"Okay! I want to see if your Emperor Jiang Zuwu is as powerful as your tone!"

Tai Yi spoke proudly, he is also a strong man who is defiant, even in the face of twelve ancestor witches, he dares to fight.

In terms of arrogance, Tai Yi will not lose to anyone.

Just when the two sides were at war, seeing that the gunpowder barrel was about to explode, the ancestor Hongyun hurried forward and persuaded:

"Fellow daoists, please be calm and listen to me!".

Ancestor Hongyun had a kind smile on his face. His appearance gave everyone a step down, and the atmosphere on the scene eased a little.

"Dear friends, it is our fate that everyone can come to Zixiao Palace to listen to the lecture together. Why should we delay the opportunity to listen to the Taoism because of a moment of enthusiasm? This is the Zixiao Palace, which is the gate of the saint. If something happens Arguing against the sage's mind, isn't the gain not worth the loss?"

Hong Yun's words made everyone have to weigh it. It doesn't matter if they offend the monks of the same generation, but if they offend Daozu Hongjun and are kicked out again, they will really lose their lives.

This time Zixiao Palace's lecture is of great importance, and all the creatures present are here to listen to the lecture, if they really miss the lecture due to a momentary quarrel, the loss outweighs the gain.

The Sanqing brothers knew very well that there was a huge opportunity in Zixiao Palace, and they didn't want to miss it.

Thinking of this, the Sanqing brothers looked at each other, and the anger in their hearts could no longer be aroused. They walked away, deliberately staying away from the Wu clan.

"Humph!"

Taiyi wanted to have an attack, but his elder brother grabbed his arm.

Sanqing all took a step back, it was impossible for their brothers to continue to fight.

Patriarch Hongyun resolved the turmoil with a few words, and when he was complacent, he didn't know that Patriarch Minghe had secretly held grudges in his heart.

Wu Yang looked at Patriarch Hongyun, he was rather curious about this supreme being.

Beside that Hongyun, Immortal Zhen Yuanzi was anxiously persuading him.

It's nothing more than not to meddle in other people's business, not to be a bird of prey, Wu Yang can guess it.

However, Patriarch Hongyun smiled indifferently with a calm expression.

"Styx, where are you going!"

Qiang Liang Patriarch Wu roared, this incident was caused by Patriarch Styx, now Sanqing retreated, Emperor Juntai stood aside, how could Styx be spared now.

Others are thinking about the opportunities in Zixiao Palace, but the ancestor witches don't have any scruples.

Patriarch Minghe saw Qiangliang Zuwu calling out his name, so he didn't dare to stay for an instant and fly away into the sea of ​​chaos.

"Boom!"

Qiangliang Zuwu caught up, and a bolt of thunder slashed down.

Even though the Patriarch Styx escaped quickly, he was hit by the Qiangliang Patriarch Witch.

The terrifying thunder light trapped Patriarch Styx, and a beam of thunder directly pierced his body.

"Son of Blood God, let go!"

At the critical moment, Patriarch Styx turned into a cloud of blood gods, shooting everywhere in an instant, trying to escape from the bondage.

It's a pity that Styx's 12 blood god sons have not achieved great success. Now there are only 600. Wu was trapped.

"Space, freeze!"

The ancestor witch Di Jiang was like a king in the world, following his words, the 12 blood god sons instantly fell into a quagmire, and their escape speed was reduced to the extreme.

"Time, reverse!"

Zhu Jiuyin also made a move at the same time, he slowed down the flow of time, and accelerated time for his brother at the same time.

This reversed the opposite, the blood god son who escaped from the ancestor Minghe became [slow motion] in an instant, but the ancestor witches killed them one by one at a high speed.

The onlookers were stunned. None of them thought that the twelve ancestor witches cooperated so well.

In their hands, a Daluo Jinxian was as weak as an ant, and he was easily manipulated.

Even Taiqing's face was serious, he thought to himself that he couldn't fight against the twelve ancestor witches alone.

If he and Old Ancestor Minghe switched situations, Taiqing would not be able to think of a good way to break the situation for a while.

During this period, the Twelve Ancestral Witches teamed up and were truly invincible.

It's just that after Hongjun Taoist ancestors passed down the way of the three corpses, the realm of Xuanmen monks improved by leaps and bounds, and they obtained innate treasures one by one, which gradually narrowed the gap with the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

At this moment, Patriarch Styx was trapped by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and it seemed that he had reached a critical moment of life and death.

The twelve ancestor witches joined forces, and the countless blood god sons were all wiped out in an instant.

Patriarch Styx fell from the void, his whole body was in tatters, blood flowed everywhere, his originally powerful aura became extremely weak, and he no longer had the innate and sacred bearing and majesty.

Just now, the joint attack of the twelve ancestor witches has completely injured the ancestor Styx. He can save his breath, which is already a very good life-saving supernatural power.

At this moment, he was already a fish on the cutting board, and he didn't even have the strength to resist.

Wu Yang looked at the weak Styx, and now he can easily kill him.

But at this moment, a bell rang from Zixiao Palace.

"when!"

"when!"

The crisp bell sounded everywhere, and every monk who heard it suddenly saw and heard clearly, and all the impetuousness and distracting thoughts in their hearts disappeared.

The seriously injured and dying Patriarch Minghe also struggled to stand up, and hastily took out a healing pill and swallowed it.

A trace of pity flashed in the eyes of Emperor Jiangzu Wu, he knew that Daozu Hongjun had made a move.

The blow just now failed to destroy Styx, and they had no time to attack again.

I saw the door of Zixiao Palace opened slowly, and a boy and girl came out from the door.

"The sage has a decree that private fights are not allowed in front of the Zixiao Palace, and those who make noise will be expelled from the Zixiao Palace!"

The voice of the boy who spoke was clear and clear, like uncut jade.

Wu Yang looked at the boy again, he was just like a jade doll.

"This is the future Supreme of the Three Realms, Emperor Haotian?"

Wu Yang smiled and looked at the other party, he had a good impression of this pink doll.

The virgin girl Yaochi next to her also had a pink face, but she was looking stern at the moment.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were silent, but Sanqing and the others expressed their affection to Haotian Boy and Yaochi Maiden one by one.

"The Zixiao Palace is now open, all senior brothers must not break the rules after entering, just wait for the master to start the lecture!"

After Haotian Boy gave an order, the door of Zixiao Palace finally opened.

(End of this chapter)