Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1630 Zixiao Palace Bell Ringing

Ming Xiaoyang is really not afraid of being cheesy at all, and sweet love words come out of her mouth as soon as she opens her mouth.

The Eleventh Ancestral Witch and Hou Tu himself were both stunned by Ming Xiaoyang and didn't know what to say.

Swish!
  Two moving red clouds flew up on Houtu's bronze cheeks.

Breathing in the strong aura emanating from Zi Ming Xiaoyang's body made Hou Tu panic, feeling shy and confused.

Bang!
  After a long silence, Hou Tufang raised his bare hand and punched Ming Xiaoyang hard on the chest, knocking him back.

"Stop being like this. I'm afraid you've said this to so many girls, right?" He looked ferocious, but there was a hint of shyness in his tone.

One of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, with such a prominent identity and her ferocious true form, most men were scared away when they saw her.

Even if there were people of similar status, they would not dare to pursue her rashly.

At this moment, Ming Xiaoyang expressed his love to her, which brought Hou Tu an unspeakable sense of freshness and tenderness in his heart.

A pair of beautiful eyes blinked, revealing all kinds of charm.

"That's right at all. You are really smart!" Ming Xiaoyang stepped back and agreed unceremoniously.

what?
  After hearing Ming Xiaoyang's own admission, all the twelve ancestral witches came to their senses, Hou Tu turned pale, and the remaining eleven ancestral witches stared at Ming Xiaoyang.

Deserve a beating!

This brat in white clothes and silver hair is really no ordinary guy who deserves a beating!

"Okay, it's time to get down to business." Feeling the anger emanating from the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Ming Xiaoyang coughed a few times and brought the topic back.

"Business? What business?" Zhu Jiuyin, the most scheming among the twelve ancestral witches, said coldly, suppressing the boiling flames in his heart.

Ming Xiaoyang put his hands behind his back and paced in Pangu Palace, "Of course it's about the business of the World-Destroying Demon God."

"As a despicable villain who has stolen part of the divine power of the World-Destroying Demon God, I have a certain connection with that big demon as he is the one who will suffer this immeasurable calamity."

"A hundred years, a hundred years from now in this world, the World-Destroying Demon God will escape and restart the immeasurable calamity."

"What?" Even though he had already guessed in his mind, when he got the confirmation from Ming Xiaoyang's mouth, the Twelve Ancestral Witch was still startled and changed his color.

Are there only a hundred years left?
  So fast!
  "Are you kidding?" Hou Tu recovered and asked in disbelief.

Ming Xiaoyang rolled his eyes at Hou Tu and sneered, "Do you think I would make a joke about such a big thing?"

"Believe it or not, a hundred years should be enough for you to be prepared."

In the universe, time flows at different speeds in different worlds. For some worlds, the World-Destroying Demon God has already escaped from trouble, but for the Great Desolate World, it will take a hundred years for the World-Destroying Demon God to escape from trouble.

But no matter how time passes, the escape of the World-Destroying Demon God is the same for different worlds. This involves the supreme road and is not an ordinary trouble.

"You still insist that our witch clan should join forces with the demon clan and gather the power of the lich to jointly resist this disaster?" Di Jiang said in a deep voice, his mind spinning.

Ming Xiaoyang snapped his fingers and praised: "Of course."

"Combining the Twelve Capital Heavenly Divine Sha Formation and the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation into one, not only can the power of the formation be brought out, but it can also add a few points."

"What? In the face of life and death, is it so difficult to temporarily bow to the enemy?"

This?
  The demon clan controls the sky and the witch clan controls the earth. They have fought countless times over the years.

Just thinking about bowing to his old enemies and choosing to cooperate with them will make the Twelve Ancestral Witches furious.

But once the World-Destroying Demon God is let out of trouble, it will be an unprecedented catastrophe. If he is not careful, the whole world will be destroyed by that big demon.

Homeland, survival, and the dignity of the witch clan, a difficult choice was placed in front of the twelve ancestral witches, forcing them to choose one of the two.

Bang!
  In the end, Di Jiang settled the case. He punched the handrail beside him hard, shaking the Pangu Palace, and all the eleven ancestral witches looked at the eldest brother.

"That's it, that's it. There's no other choice."

"Tomorrow, we will set off to Heaven to discuss cooperation with these two flat-haired beasts, Di Jun and Tai Yi."

Flat-haired beast?

Even if he made up his mind to cooperate with the demon clan in the face of immeasurable calamity, Di Jiang still showed no mercy.

Calling Emperor Jun Taiyi a flat-haired beast!
  Correspondingly, the demon clan would probably also call the Twelve Ancestor Wu Miao a bastard.

The grievances between the two parties are too deep and there is no room for resolution!

Boom!Boom!Boom!
  Unexpectedly, a melodious bell suddenly rang, spreading throughout the three realms, breaking through countless formations, and falling clearly into everyone's ears.

The melodious ancient bell chimed softly, causing the expressions of the Twelve Ancestral Witches to change drastically.

This, this is the bell of Daozu!
  In the past three sermons at Zixiao Palace, the Twelve Ancestral Witches also personally participated, and they are very familiar with the bells struck by the Taoist ancestors.

"Daozu, doesn't Daozu not interfere in these things?"

"Maybe something happened!"

"Hurry to Zixiao Palace, we can't stay any longer."

………………

Dao Zu Hongjun, these four words themselves have a kind of magic power. No one dares to be presumptuous or careless when it comes to Dao Zu.

Di Jiang and others rushed out of Pangu Palace in a hurry and headed for Zixiao Palace, which was thirty-three days away.

The ancestor of the earth, Wu Houtu, who had just been teased by Ming Xiaoyang, walked last, following in the footsteps of his elder brother.

Unexpectedly, just when she was about to rush out of Pangu Palace, Ming Xiaoyang grabbed her.

"What are you doing?" Hou Tu glared at Ming Xiaoyang who was holding his wrist displeased, "No one dares to delay when Dao Ancestor summons him."

Ming Xiaoyang said clearly: "I completely understand. No matter what, he is also your master, so naturally I don't dare to neglect him."

"I just have something to remind you."

"What's the matter?" Hou Tu asked impatiently.

Ming Xiaoyang looked around the empty Pangu Palace and said in a long tone, "This Pangu Palace should be an important place for your Wu clan, right?"

"You are all gone now, and I am the only one left. Aren't you afraid that I will cause some damage in Pangu Temple and desecrate this sacred place?"

Swish!
  Hou Tu's face was covered with red clouds, and he felt that he was almost embarrassed to see others. In desperation, I forgot this.

"Then leave with me quickly." Hou Tu picked up Ming Xiaoyang and rushed out of Pangu Hall with him.

The cold soft pancreas touched the warm palm. Thinking of Ming Xiaoyang's teasing towards him, Hou Tu became more and more shy.

If the timing wasn't right, I would have wanted to find a crack in the ground and get in.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
  The moment Hou Tu and Ming Xiaoyang left Pangu Hall, streaks of light flashed across the sky.

Those who attended the Zixiao Palace to listen to the Tao in the past sensed the call of the Taoist Patriarch and rushed to the Zixiao Palace.

I was afraid that I would be late and make Daozu Hongjun unhappy.

(End of this chapter)