Prehistoric: Lord of the Nine Heavens at the Beginning, the Mythical Kunpeng

Chapter 27 The Witch Clan appears in the world, and the concerns and fears of the Ancestral Witch

Among the three thousand great laws, there are many extremely powerful ones that have been known to the world for a long time and spread throughout the prehistoric world.

Among them, this is the law of space avenue.

As an ancestral witch who masters the laws of space, Di Jiang's strength and cultivation are also extremely powerful, far exceeding all innate saints in any current era.

"Brother, I sensed the aura coming from the Zixiao Palace behind Tianyuan... That is the three flowers gathering at the top of Da Luo Jinxian, and the Dao Fruit appears!"

In the Pangu Temple, a dull thunderous voice sounded. It was an ancestral witch with eight human faces, a tiger body and eight tails.

It is Wu Tianwu, the ancestor of the wind, one of the twelve ancestral witches. He masters the laws of the wind, and his spiritual thoughts can reach heaven and earth and are everywhere.

If Tianyuan hadn't separated heaven and earth, and Zixiao Palace was the seat of Taoist ancestors, Tianwu would have been able to see clearly the current situation of the three thousand mortal guests.

"Three thousand Da Luo Jinxian... it's really scary!" Another ancestral witch spoke, his tone full of solemnity.

The Wu Clan appears in the prehistoric world, and as the Pangu sect, they will naturally be scrutinized by countless eyes to pry into the details.

"The only ones worth noting are those few, the rest are just chess pieces. No one knows what the Taoist Ancestor is thinking. Instead of wasting your mind, it's better to ignore them!"

Another ancestral witch spoke. He had an animal head and a Taoist body, was covered in red scales, had fire snakes pierced in his ears, and was surrounded by heat waves, rolling around!

Astonishingly, it was Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch of southern fire, one of the twelve ancestral witches.

"What you said is very light... That is the Three Thousand Great Luo Jinxian. Heaven despises our witch clan. The way taught by Tao Ancestor is also contrary to the path of our witch clan. How can we not pay attention to Zixiao Palace? movement!"

An ancestral wizard next to Zhu Rong frowned and retorted directly. He had the body of a python head and was covered in black scale armor.

It is Gonggong, the ancestral shaman of Northern Water, one of the twelve ancestral shamans.

"Then tell me, what should we do? Should we break into Zixiao Palace directly?"

Zhu Rong's eyes were extremely sharp, like blazing flames, and he said without giving in at all: "That Taoist ancestor can destroy the entire Pangu Temple with just a few clicks. None of our ancestors can escape, and they will all perish!"

Each of the twelve ancestral witches has taken the path of physical sanctification, and they all master the laws of the great road.

But the weird thing is... It is said that the laws of the three thousand avenues are incompatible with each other, and water and fire are incompatible.

Therefore, Ancestral Witch Zhu Rong, who mastered the Law of Fire, should be the one with the most fiery temper, but he was extremely calm.

But Gonggong Zusha, who mastered the laws of water, was the most impatient and impulsive.

This also caused the two ancestral wizards to quarrel from time to time, and they fought countless times in Buzhou Mountain.

If Buzhou Mountain had not been suppressed by Pangu's remaining pressure, it would have been destroyed by the two ancestral witches.

You know...the twelve ancestral witches are all the existence of Da Luo Jinxian!
Moreover, they are taking the path of physical sanctification, and their combat power is far more terrifying than the three thousand mortal guests in Zixiao Palace.

With every movement of his hands and feet, he can overturn rivers and seas, and overturn heaven and earth!

"That's enough!" Di Jiang opened his mouth and shouted in a deep voice.

He was the head of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and his majesty was extremely high. When his words fell, the entire Pangu Temple trembled.

Gonggong and Zhu Rong paused for a moment and immediately became quiet.

The other ancestral shamans who were watching the excitement also calmed down and looked solemn.

"The existence of Zixiao Palace is bound to become an obstacle to our Witch Clan. We must guard against this, but we don't need to be too hostile. After all, we still have to worry about the existence of the Taoist Ancestor!" Di Jiang said solemnly.

The Witch Clan is an existence rejected by heaven, just like the Demon Clan in the past.

But because of Pangu Zhengzong... Heavenly Dao cannot target the Witch Clan like it targets the Demon Clan.

Therefore, the existence of the three thousand mortal guests in Zixiao Palace is what the Wu clan must be wary of.

"Until those Hongchen guests don't cause any trouble or invade the Buzhou Mountains and our witch clan, don't make any rash moves. Let's see what they do!" Di Jiang lowered his eyes slightly and scanned the crowd. Zu Wu also sighed a little in his heart.Although the ancestral witch is extremely powerful, he can master the laws of a certain avenue and can overturn the world and rebuild the world with just a single move.

However, the ancestral witch has no soul, so his spiritual intelligence is quite poor, far inferior to those innate sacred and great supernatural powers in the Zixiao Palace.

This is also the reason why Di Jiang is worried.

Because of this, Heaven has abandoned the Wu clan.

"The East China Sea has been very lively recently. The innate sacred Kunpeng born in the Northern Underworld has been gifted by the Yangmei Immortal. He can even confront the Ancestral Dragon, the sacred head of the heavens in the ancient times. He left the Zixiao Palace and fought against the Heavenly Dao. , Dao Ancestor should not be on the same road!"

After Di Jiang pondered for a moment, he slowly said: "Xuan Ming, go take a trip and see if this Kunpeng can become an ally of the Wu Clan!"

The three thousand mortal guests in the Zixiao Palace have already achieved the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, and will soon appear again with the Zixiao Palace and enter the world.

By then, the situation in the prehistoric world will inevitably undergo earth-shaking changes.

After all...then there are still three thousand Da Luo Jinxian!

"Yes, brother."

Xuan Ming, who was standing quietly in the corner of the temple, responded, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Kunpeng…

This name has been widely spread in the prehistoric world recently, and it has great prestige. It can be said that it has stepped on the head of the ancestral dragon and stepped onto the stage of the prehistoric world.

Before this, Kunpeng's name was not known to many great supernatural powers or innate gods.

It can be said that Zulong achieved Lin Xiu's reputation with his own head.

but!

At this time, Lin Xiu didn't know what these reputations were, and was falling into a trouble called 'happiness'!

……

Outside the East China Sea, Penglai Island.

The auspiciousness lingering in the sky rises between heaven and earth, setting off this otherworldly fairyland.

However, at this moment in this fairyland, there is a lot of excitement!

Whoosh!
A short figure seemed to be crossing the void, coming from thousands of miles away in an instant, escaping into the void and disappearing without a trace!
In the moment of complete dissipation...

A white palm with distinct finger bones stretched out, just a corner away from grabbing it!
But at this time-

hum!
The five elements of mysterious light suddenly arise, lingering around the world in an instant!

The palm suddenly froze for a moment...

At this moment, the figure escaped into nothingness and disappeared!

"How clever!"

Almost at the same time, the owner of that palm appeared without any disobedience, as if he had been standing here all along.

However, when he looked at the place where his palm fell, he couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness.

The owner of this palm has a handsome face, like a young man. He is wearing a Taoist robe and has a somewhat immortal air.

It was Lin Xiu who had been in seclusion on Penglai Island for countless years.

However, at this time, his face looked a little sad, and he frowned and stared at the place where his palm fell...

(End of this chapter)