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

Drive Sanqing and Nuwa away!

They are the saints of the future.

The back ground is really fierce.

Wang Xuan was a little worried, afraid that Houtu would also drive him out of Buzhou Mountain.

"Are these for me?"

Without saying a word, he threw the Jiutianxi soil and the innate gourd vine onto the ground of the Taoist Palace.

"Thank you, thank you, I love it. Well, I can get you another tattoo for free."

Houtu shook his head, "I've already earned these for the tattoos on my back."

"It's me who made the money." Wang Xuan thought to himself.

By tattooing the back soil, he realized the complete Tao of soil, became a golden immortal, obtained the body of chaos, and also obtained the nine-day breath soil, the congenital gourd vine.

The price is just the liver tattoo that has been sleeping for more than ten days.

What Hou Tu earned, Wang Xuan earned a hundred times.

"Fellow Daoist Wang Xuan, I wonder if I can bring other ancestors and witches for tattoos?"

Wang Xuan's eyes lit up, "Of course you can, you are very welcome."

If you tattoo twice, you will become a golden immortal, and if you get tattooed twice, you will not become a golden immortal, or even a quasi-sage.

"Thank you, I will trouble fellow Daoists when I find the innate treasure."

Houtu walked out of the Daowen Palace with a smile and took a step back to the Wu tribe.

"No, wait."

Wang Xuan hurriedly chased out, but couldn't find the back ground.

"I don't have to find the innate treasure first, I can get a tattoo first, then check out, and even pay in installments."

He slowed a beat, and said nothing.

"Hey, the Wu clan's temperament is too impatient."

Wang Xuan sighed and walked back to the Taoist Palace.

He didn't notice that there was a pair of eyes in the distance, staring at him gleamingly.

Chapter 8 One ear melon fanning Kunpeng's face

"Daowen Palace? Houtu just defeated Sanqing, Nuwa Fuxi, Dijun Taiyi and the damn Hongyun, and broke through the witch body, why did you come here first?"

Kunpeng hid in the distance, staring closely at Wang Xuan as he walked into the Daowen Palace.

In the first sermon of Zixiao Palace, because Hongyun gave up his seat, Kunpeng was ordered to use the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree to knock down the futon, and he lost face in front of the gods and gods.

He deeply hated him, not only hated Zhun mentioning and receiving, but also deeply hated Hongyun.

If Hongyun hadn't given up his seat, he wouldn't have been humiliated, and he wouldn't have lost his futon.

Therefore, after the sermon, he followed Hongyun far away to Buzhou Mountain.

He saw with his own eyes Houtu slapped the Chaos Bell, the innate treasure, with his palm, and seriously injured Taiyi.

Seeing that Hongyun didn't get the innate gourd, Kunpeng gloated.

After Hong Yun left, he was about to follow him when he found Hou Tu suddenly appeared nearby and walked into Dao Wen Palace.

This aroused Kunpeng's curiosity.

He restrained his breath, observed quietly, and after a while, the soil came out after seeing it, and disappeared in one step.

Kunpeng keenly saw that when the back soil left, he was not holding the congenital gourd vine and the nine days of the soil.

The Wu clan did not cultivate the primordial spirit, so they could not use the spiritual treasures to collect items like the gods.

Kunpeng immediately determined that the innate gourd vine and Jiutianxi soil were left in the Daowen Palace by the latter soil.

Then, he saw Wang Xuan shouting and chasing out.

"Jinxian? He should be a Taoist boy, and the master of Taowen Palace is someone else."

Kunpeng used his divine sense to explore the Daowen Palace, and was surprised to find that his divine sense could not penetrate.

He couldn't probe everything in Daowen Palace.

"This is the Innate Dojo."

Kunpeng looked at Daowen Palace hesitantly.

There are seven top-grade innate gourds on the congenital gourd vine.

And the mysterious master of Daowen Palace, who can transform Jinxian Daotong, must be a Daluo Jinxian.

Give up seven high-grade congenital spiritual treasures, or offend a Daluo Jinxian.

"Opportunities are hard to come by. With my speed, I can grab the innate gourd vine and leave safely. It's not a problem."

Kunpeng didn't want to miss the opportunity, and resolutely flew into the Taoist Palace.

Wang Xuan admired the seven gourds on the innate gourd vine, and was a little troubled.

"Seven gourds, which one to sacrifice? Will they split open and jump out of seven gourds, calling me grandpa?"

Wang Xuan thought about it seriously and thought it was very possible.

"Tattoos help Miss Houtu break through into the body of chaotic gods and demons, and she will definitely bring other ancestors to tattoo.

Every time I get a tattoo, I receive a congenital treasure, and I will use it in the future.Keep these gourds to see if they can become gourd babies. "

Just after the decision was made, Wang Xuan heard the sound of the door of Daowen Palace.

"Miss Houtu brought Zu Wu so soon?"

Wang Xuan turned his head happily and saw a stranger.

"you are?"

Kunpeng saw the innate gourd vine at a glance, and placed it on the ground so openly.

He looked around and saw no other immortals except Wang Xuan.

Using Divine Consciousness Probe, Divine Consciousness is still unable to penetrate, and can only probe where the eyes can reach.

"Where's your master?" Kunpeng asked without answering.

"Owner?"

Wang Xuan was stunned by the question, and subconsciously said: "Tattoo shop... I am the master of Daowen Palace."

"you?"

Kunpeng glanced at Wang Xuan disdainfully, "Little Daoist boy, his tone is not small."

Countless thoughts flashed through his sea of ​​consciousness.

"This little Daoist Jinxian dares to make such wild words, I think it's because the Lord of Daowen Palace is not there.

If it is, the innate gourd vine will be taken away as soon as possible, and it will not be left in the hall.

Great fortune, great opportunity.Innate gourd vine, it should belong to me. "

Kunpeng's face showed joy.

He speculated that after the Lord of the Debut Wen Palace was not there, he acted decisively, with a flash of his figure, rushing towards the innate gourd vine.

Wang Xuan was enraged by Kunpeng's words "Little Daoist boy".

Just as he was about to refute, he couldn't help laughing when he saw Kunpeng go to grab the innate gourd vine.

"Seeing that I'm a Daotong Jinxian... Bah, I'm not a Daotong. This guy bullied me and wanted to steal my gourd doll.

Oh, if outside the Daowen Palace, I might be afraid of him.

But robbing me of the congenital spiritual treasure in the Daowen Palace is really a longevity star hanging and courting death. "

Daowen Palace is a Hongmeng-level dojo, and Daozu Hongjun can't attack it.

Wang Xuan is the master of the Taoist Palace and controls the Taoist Palace.

In the Daowen Palace, he is the master of the saints, the dragons are coiled, and the phoenixes are shrinking.

The saint invaded the Daowen Palace, and he had to drink hatred and lose.

Wang Xuan jokingly watched Kunpeng rush to the innate gourd vine, and ecstatically stretched out his hand to collect it, spit out a word.

"ban!"

Kunpeng's fingers were only a thin line away from the innate gourd vine, and when he was about to touch it and snatch it away, he suddenly felt that the surrounding time and space were wrapped around him with immeasurable might.

In an instant, he was imprisoned by the Daowen Palace.

Kunpeng wanted to struggle, but he was shocked to perceive that the surrounding time and space not only imprisoned his demon body, but also imprisoned his immortal essence and sea-consciousness in his body.

His body and immortal essence could not be moved.

The mind is also imprisoned, and the sea of ​​​​knowledge is blank.

There was still ecstasy on his face, his eyes staring at the innate gourd vine that was only a line away from his fingers.

out of reach.

Wang Xuan walked over slowly, and under Kunpeng's wide-eyed eyes, he moved the innate gourd vine to the backyard step by step.

Soon, he returned and looked at Kunpeng playfully.

"Dare to rob me in the Daowen Palace and call me a little Daoist, you are the first."

Wang Xuan was a little angry and slapped Kunpeng's face.

He had just become a golden immortal, and he knew nothing of his own strength and could not control it skillfully.

He involuntarily used the Road of Earth.

Kunpeng was imprisoned and could not escape, and slapped him on the face.

With a snap, Kunpeng's half-pulled face, from the roots of his ears to the corners of his mouth, was called into a muddy flesh.