Great Antiquity: I Created the Twelve Ancestral Witch of the Devil's Edition

The pattern of the Avenue of Time poured into the sea of ​​consciousness, and Wang Xuan told Houtu that he had something to do and went back to the backyard first.

Hou Tu was not surprised by this, and cared to let Wang Xuan rest more.

"My brother and I have returned to the Wu tribe, fellow Taoist, don't be too tired."

After speaking, Hou Tu and Zhu Jiuyin strode out of Daowen Palace.

Hou Tu looked back at Dao Wen Palace, worried.

"Tattoos consume Daoist Wang Xuan's source of energy too much. The tattoos are just right, so I'm so tired that I have to rest."

Zhu Jiuyin agreed: "The river of time is extremely mysterious, but Daoist Wang Xuan tattooed the river of time on my back, so that I can use the river of time for a short time.

This kind of method is too open to the profound, and it will definitely be backlashed by the jealousy of heaven.This time, Taoist Wang Xuan will have to rest for a long time to recover. "

"A tattoo for thousands of years is still too short. It should be tattooed once every ten thousand years, so that Wang Xuan will not be too tired." Hou Tu was worried about Wang Xuan's health.

Zhu Jiuyin smiled bitterly.

The ancestral witches competed many times over the order of tattoos.

If it weren't for Dijiang and Houtu, they were both chaotic gods and witches, and they suppressed several ancestral witches with their powerful strength.

The ancestral witches had already rushed into the Daowen Palace, rushing to ask Wang Xuan to tattoo them.

Once in [-] years, the ancestral witches must riot.

Wang Xuan didn't know that he was in a hurry to understand the avenue of time in the sea of ​​​​knowledge, and he made Hou Tu and Zhu Jiuyin misunderstand, which might affect his business.

After he had comprehended the Dao of Time in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, he refined the body of chaos.

The strength of the body has increased again.

Having won the Body of Chaos reward four times, he clenched his fist, and his muscles and bones contained unimaginable might.

The comprehension of the Avenue of Time enabled Wang Xuan to pull the strings of time and change the time.

The most intuitive thing is that he can make time flow a thousand times slower.

One year in the prehistoric period, one thousand years in the Daowen Palace.

It can also speed up time a thousand times.

In addition, he has a better understanding of the long river of time.

Recalling the long time he had just given Zhu Jiu Yin Pattern, he quickly found many imperfections.

If Zhu Jiuyin is tattooed now, Zhu Jiuyin's grasp of the law of time will increase by at least [-]%.

"I have comprehended so many avenues of time, I wonder if it can be useful in the long river of time?"

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Chapter 37 Searching for Innate Treasures in the Long River of Time

Wang Xuan used the Avenue of Time, swiped in the air of the Daowen Palace, opened the corner of the river of time, and jumped in.

Before, if he wanted to enter the river of time, he had to use the power of the avenue of soil to open the gap in the river of time.

After comprehending part of the avenue of time, Wang Xuan's entry into the river of time became easier and easier.

As soon as he jumped into the river of time and turned into a familiar water droplet, Wang Xuan felt relaxed and free.

The time and space rules of the long rivers of time have weakened the binding force on Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan can swim in the long river more easily and freely.

He went upstream, just moved a little, and was surprised to find that he could actually see the scenery in the surrounding water droplets.

Can find out who the surrounding water droplets represent.

From the two water droplets closest to him, he saw Houtu and Zhu Jiuyin.

Controlling his water droplets to approach the water droplets of Houtu and Zhu Jiuyin, his spiritual consciousness gently penetrated, and he saw the past of his tattooing Zhu Jiuyin and his breakthrough of the ninth layer of Pangu's body.

However, this is the perspective of Hou Tu and Zhu Jiuyin.

He also saw that when he was concentrating on tattooing, Houtu kept staring at him and supervising the tattoo.

"Why does Hou Tu keep staring at me? I'm not worried about my professional ethics, worried that I'll break Zhu Jiuyin's tattoo? I've tattooed the Wu people so many times, how much trust is there?"

He controlled the reverse flow of the water, and when he saw the life scene of Houtu in the Wu clan, he watched it for a while, and it was a bit boring.

It's not to deal with the affairs of the Wu clan, or to practice Pangu's physical training and compete with Dijiang.

"Change the water drop observation."

Wang Xuan watched the water droplets passing by as he went upstream in the river of time.

After a while, he saw a few more familiar faces.

Nuwa, Fuxi, Hongyun, Zhenyuanzi.

"The water droplets that represent them are still in the river of time. This means that they are right in what they told me. They really are not detached from the river of time."

Wang Xuan controlled the water droplets to move up, and his divine sense penetrated into Nuwa's water droplets.

The scene in the water drop is exactly when the Four Immortals of Nuwa visited the Taoist Palace.

From the perspective of Nuwa, Wang Xuan reviewed the past of Fuxi's creation of [-] characters, the merits and virtues of heaven, and Zhen Yuanzi's use of tattooed books to cut out the corpse of the good.

Continuing against the current, Wang Xuan saw Nu Wa watching the battle on the edge of chaos.

Hou Yi's arrow trembled the sea of ​​​​stars, severely injured Kunpeng, and recovered the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.

"It turns out that Hou Yi tried to get back the innate spiritual treasure like this. It's not bad for the Wu clan. It's violent enough. It's very powerful to hit Kunpeng with a single arrow."

Wang Xuan is vaguely contented that Hou Yi's strength is due to his tattoos.

"Kunpeng is stupid enough, even the ancestors dare to swallow it. I don't know if you should be careful when you eat."

Tucao, continue to go up against the long river of time.

I saw Kunpeng standing outside the gate of Zixiao Palace, using his own power to tie Taiyi who owns the Chaos Clock and Di Jun who holds Hetu Luoshu.

"Kunpeng is also so fierce? Chaos Clock is an innate treasure."

While amazed, Wang Xuan looked at Zixiao Palace.

"This is the legendary Zixiao Palace, Hongjun's dojo."

Wang Xuan wanted to enter the Zixiao Palace to see Daozu Hongjun, but when he was about to go upstream again, he suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell on the battle between Kunpeng and Dijun and Taiyi.

"Nearly missed opportunity."

Wang Xuan moved the time and watched the battle between Kunpeng and Taiyi and Dijun carefully frame by frame.

The focus is on the Chaos Clock, the innate treasure.

Before, Wang Xuan tattooed Zhen Yuanzi with a book on the ground, and ordered Zhen Yuanzi to cut out the corpse with the tattoo.The tattooed book can use [-]% of the power of the original book.

And Wang Zhan got a hundred times the reward, and got the real pattern of the ground book equivalent to the original book.

The real pattern of the book is like a magical power, and Wang Xuan can use it at will.

At that time, Wang Xuan decided to add a new business of tattooing innate spiritual treasures.

Now that I see Chaos Clock, this innate treasure, how can I pass Baoshan without entering.

He carefully observed the Chaos Clock, and kept all the details firmly in the sea of ​​consciousness, without a single mistake.

"Hahaha, tattoo a chaotic clock for the witches or gods, and I will use the innate treasure in the future, so happy."

Chaos Bell must remember, Hetu Luoshu is the best innate spiritual treasure, and it cannot be missed.

The sun god needle is a top-grade congenital spiritual treasure, and I also write it down.

After Wang Xuan printed the appearance of Chaos Bell, Hetu Luoshu, and Sun God Needle on the sea of ​​consciousness, he looked at Zixiao Palace and was inspired.

"The third sermon of Zixiao Palace has begun, and after the sermon, Hongjun will not only bestow Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Hongyun Hongmeng Ziqi.

They will also bestow spiritual treasures such as Taiji Map, Pangu Banner, Four Swords of Zhuxian, Shanhe Sheji Map, Lidi Yanguang Banner, Wuji Xinghuang Banner, Qinglian Baose Banner, etc.

These are not congenital treasures, or supreme congenital spiritual treasures.

Moreover, there is also Fenbaoyan, which has Lingbao scores.

Such a great opportunity should not be missed.

I followed Nuwa's water droplets, and flowed downstream to the future. I wrote down the appearance of these innate spiritual treasures and Hongmeng Ziqi, and then tattooed them into tattoos, which is equivalent to possessing countless innate spiritual treasures. "

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan couldn't help laughing.

He lost interest in the Zixiao Palace in front of him, controlled the water droplets, rushed downstream, and rushed into the future.

He wants to enter the Zixiao Palace after the third sermon.

He followed Nuwa's water droplets and used time-accelerating means to watch the past fly by one by one.

It was not until Nu Wa flew out of the Taoist Palace and went to Zixiao Palace with Fuxi, Zhen Yuanzi, and Hongyun to adjust the flow of time and slow down.

His consciousness followed Nu Wa into the Zixiao Palace, and when he saw Di Jun and Taiyi come forward to invite the Four Immortals to join the demon clan, only Fuxi agreed.

Seeing Nuwa sitting on the futon, she greeted Sanqing.

"This is Sanqing."

Wang Xuan saw Sanqing for the first time and watched it seriously.

His consciousness turned, and he saw the reception and Zhun mention on the other side of Nuwa, and saw Kunpeng flying in, fighting with Tai Yiguang, but did not do anything.

The gate of Zixiao Palace was closed, and Hongjun appeared on the jade bed.

"This is Daozu Hongjun."

Wang Xuan looked at Hefa Tongyan, the bearded old Hongjun, and saw Hongjun looking at him strangely.

"It should be to see Nuwa."

Just thinking about it, Hong Jun broke through and shouted angrily.

"Who dares to spy on Zixiao Palace!"

Hongjun's anger was like a thunder in the sky, shaking Wang Xuan's consciousness.

"No, Hongjun found me."