Great Primordial: I, The Four-Legged Gold-Eating Beast, Swallow Karmic Merit

The Ancestral Witches who were about to speak were interrupted by voices outside the hall, and they all turned to look in the direction outside the hall.

I heard someone say it was the Great Witch Xing Tian.

Only then did all the Ancestral Witches recall.

Previously, Zhou Yuan solved the crisis of Witch Clan, and he and others were all relaxed.

Now he no longer paid attention to the Witch Clan outside, and just stayed in Pangu Hall, surrounding the little guy Zhou Yuan.

The Witch Clan gangsters outside must be wondering what happened.

"Ahem~!"

Di Jiang coughed twice.

All the Ancestral Witches also knew what Di Jiang meant. They adjusted their appearance and returned to their seats, sitting upright.

The funny look on his face also faded away, and was replaced by a dignified look.

This is more in line with the inherent impression of the Great Primordial beings on Witch Clan Ancestral Witch.

It's just that this change happened suddenly. Nuwa standing aside was a little stunned when he saw the changes of the Ancestral Witches.

Still haven't figured out what happened.

After being stunned for a moment, he finally came to his senses.

He hurriedly suppressed his laughter.

Good guy, the ancestors of Witch Clan still have idol baggage.

This sudden discovery really happened to me.

"come in!"

Just when Nuwa could hardly bear it anymore, Di Jiang's majestic voice came out of Pangu Hall.

The ancient main door of the main hall also opened again with "May 43".

Outside the main hall, a strong man with a rugged body and a tough face, holding an ax in one hand and a shield in the other, was seen standing outside, looking inward with curious eyes.

"Xing Tian, ​​why are you still standing there? Don't you want to see us?"

From the main seat, Di Jiang's rough and majestic voice came out again.

Only then did Xing Tian outside the hall react.

He hurriedly walked into the temple carrying his ax and shield.

He strode to the main hall, where Tian Er Zuwang was sitting in the center.

Xing Tian knelt on one knee with a respectful expression.

"Xing Tian, ​​what's the matter with coming to see us in such a hurry?"

"For all Ancestral Witches, I, the Witch Clan son, was previously killed by the evil spirit of the Beast King Shen Ni, which triggered the karma of heaven and earth.

Fortunately, Karmic Merit suddenly flew out of Pangu Hall.

Not only has the crisis been resolved, but my Witch Clan's consciousness has been awakened, and my Witch Clan's strength has greatly increased. Xing Tian is here to report this matter.

When he thought of what happened just now, Xing Tian suddenly became excited, his face was filled with excitement, and he even had to make gestures with his hands, fearing that his description was not vivid enough.

"Ancestral Witch, Xing Tian would like to ask on behalf of the Witch Clan descendants..."

Halfway through his words, Xing Tian raised his head and wanted to take a look at his surroundings.

As a result, he saw Nuwa at a glance, and immediately he couldn't speak any more.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

For a moment, the hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

"Bold Demon Race! How dare you appear in my Witch Clan's sacred place!"

Xing Tian shouted loudly, then stood up with a giant ax and shield.

It seems like a picture that means taking action.

The smile on his face has long since disappeared.

Instead, he put on a vigilant look.

The change was so fast that Nuwa was stunned again.

He couldn't help but glance at Di Jiang and the Ancestral Witch with a strange expression.

Good guy, face-changing is your Witch Clan’s traditional skill, right?

How come you are so skilled at everything from Ancestral Witch to Great Witch.

Where has that excitement and excitement gone?

Nuwa couldn't help but complain in her heart.

But complaints are complaints, and Nuwa actually knows it too.

The relationship between Witch Clan and Demon Race has become very bad after the last war.

It can be said that they are like water and fire, and they are irreconcilable!

And although I have never been involved in the Demon Race.

But it still has something to do with Demon Race.

In other words, most creatures in the Great Primordial can plan the Demon Race to a certain extent.

There is a clear distinction from the Witch Clan.

In addition, this is the Pangu Hall of the Witch Clan, a holy place among holy places.

The most sacred place in the hearts of Witch Clan people, even the Great Witch of each tribe cannot enter it if they want to.

So far, except for Nuwa and Zhou Yuan, no living beings outside of the Witch Clan have entered here.

Thinking about it this way, Great Witch Xing Tian's reaction is quite reasonable.

Looking at Xing Tian who showed hostility, Nuwa was about to explain.

However, Ancestral Witch Zhu Rong suddenly stood up from the chair.

Step by step towards Xing Tian.

"Zhu Rong Ancestral Witch, this guy is Demon Race!"

Seeing Zhu Rong walking towards him, Xing Tian said excitedly.

The shield hand points towards Nuwa.

I thought that the Zhu Rong Ancestral Witch was deceived by Nuwa. If I exposed it like this, the ancestral nets would definitely punish Demon Race.

No matter how bad he is, he will be kicked out of Pangu Hall.

"Bang~!"

Xing Tian was thinking in his heart.

What to think.

The next moment, the world suddenly turned around.

Before Xing Tian could react, there was a bang, and his strong body was printed directly on the wall.

Looking at Zhu Rong again, he was standing where Xing Tian was just now, shaking his wrist as if to clear his joints.

It wasn't until this moment that Xing Tian finally came to his senses.

There was a burning pain on his face.

I was slapped by Zhu Rong so hard that it was imprinted on the wall.

I saw five finger prints visible to the naked eye on Xing Tian's rough face.

Zhu Rong's big hand is so powerful.

If it were a regular Witch Clan repair, it would really be unsatisfactory.

Only the Great Witch of the Witch Clan, who is also physically powerful, can be so suitable.

But that's not the most outrageous thing.

Xing Tian on the wall didn’t react for a long time and was completely confused!

For a long time, I still didn’t understand what was going on.

It seems that I didn’t say anything wrong!

Getting beaten for no reason?

I am your favorite Xing Tian!

I was slapped without saying a word. I was very unjust!

So, Xing Tian looked pitifully at the other Ancestral Witches, wanting to know what was going on.

But I saw the remaining Ancestral Witch sitting on the chair looking at Zhu Rong with a look of relief...

"That's a good fight. This guy Xing Tian really needs to learn a lesson. He dares to say anything nonsense." Gong Gong rarely reached an agreement with Zhu Rong.

"Zhu Rong, you can't do it now. The strength of your hand is too light. You have to hit Xing Tian's whole body."

Qiang Liang looked at the depth of Xing Tian's print on the wall and actually commented.

All the Ancestral Witches also looked at it and said that it would definitely be better if they came by themselves.

In short, no one said that Zhu Rong did something wrong.

For a while.

Xing Tian began to doubt Wu Sheng.

Have you missed anything important recently?

When did the Witch Clan change so much?

Could it be that something important happened that I didn't know about when the fierce aura clouded my mind just now?

Demon Race is here to help?

Xing Tian, ​​who was not good at thinking, felt that his brain was about to shut down.

Zhu Rong curled his lips in disdain when he heard a group of Ancestral Witches commenting on his techniques.

But he didn't argue about anything, but walked to Xing Tian again unhurriedly.

Bang~!

Zhu Rong thrust one hand into the wall and pulled Xing Tian down.

The wall made of meteorite iron is as fragile as tofu in front of Ancestral Witch's body strengthened by Karmic Merit.

And Xing Tian is like a little chicken in the hands of Zhu Rong, the Ancestral Witch...

Holding the back of his neck, he walked back to the center of the hall.

Throughout the whole process, Xing Tian only had six words in his mind.

who I am?

where am I?

Just when Xing Tian's brain was about to freeze, Zhu Rong finally spoke again.

"Boy, don't be so arrogant next time.

You can't just follow the example of others, you have to be prudent in doing things, and think before you act!

What a shame to be so frizzy!"

Zhu Rong looked like he was lecturing the juniors, with a serious expression.

There is nothing wrong with the words, but for some reason, they always feel a little weird.

How did you, Zhu Rong, have the nerve to say this?

Still planning to take action?

When the Demon Race came over just now, I remember correctly that the first one to attack was you, Zhu Rong.

"Ahem, but these are not the most important things. You are so rude this time!"

He seemed to realize that what he said was a little inappropriate.

Zhu Rong coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment and hurriedly changed the topic.

"This Nuwa Daoist Friend is a distinguished guest of my Witch Clan!

Be kind to my Witch Clan!

Other Demon Race fairies cannot enter the Pangu Hall, but Nuwa Daoist Friend can.

You are holding a sword and pointing it at Daoist Friend. Wouldn't it be rude?"

After listening to Zhu Rong's words, Xing Tian stayed in place.

But I saw that the other Ancestral Witch had no intention of refuting Zhu Rong. Obviously, what Zhu Rong Ancestral Witch said was true.

All the Twelve Ancestral Witches in the hall agreed with Zhu Rong's statement that Nuwa was indeed benevolent to the Witch Clan.

This is what this performance looks like.

But a Demon Race can have a negative impact on the Witch Clan...

Thinking about it, Xing Tian suddenly felt a flash of inspiration in his mind, and his imagination suddenly opened up.

The expression on his face changed from the initial confusion to excitement, and he even looked at Nuwa with some admiration.

Nuwa didn’t hold any grudge at all for what had just happened.

Just because Xing Tian thought of the Karmic Merit that just emitted from Pangu Hall.

As the Great Witch of the Witch Clan, Xing Tian clearly knows that Twelve Ancestral Witch definitely does not have this ability.

It could only be the work of outside fairies.

And right now, isn't there an outside fairy in the hall that he has never met before?

Could it be that the benefactor mentioned by the Witch Clan disciples just now is Nuwa?

"Xing Tian is being reckless. Please forgive me, Senior Nuwa. I didn't expect that Karmic Merit just now turned out to be Senior Nuwa!

Xing Tian really deserves to die, please ask Senior Nuwa to punish him with a 1.3 penalty!"

As he spoke, Xing Tian wanted to kneel on one knee in front of Nuwa, thinking that he was ready to let Nuwa beat him to vent his anger.

His eyes are sincere and no one can find fault with him.

But Nuwa couldn't help but twitching in the corners of his eyes.

Today I really learned a lesson about the Witch Clan’s brain circuit.

There is absolutely no race in the Great Primordial that is more outspoken than the Witch Clan.

Changing faces is faster than turning the pages of a book.

Before Xing Tian could kneel down, Nuwa quickly took action to stop Xing Tian's movements.

"Xing Tian Great Witch, wait a minute, that Karmic Merit was not made by me, and I have no kindness to the Witch Clan, just love from the Ancestral Witches.

But I can't afford to pay homage to the Great Witch. If I really want to thank you, let's thank this little guy.

Use magic power to float the Xing Tian.

Nuwa looked at Zhou Yuan in her arms.

Xing Tian, ​​who failed to succeed, was confused and followed Nuwa's gaze to look at Zhou Yuan.

I saw a furry little beast, resting on a soft pillow in Nuwa's arms, with a comfortable look on his face.

"Ith?"

Xing Tian was immediately confused again.

He looked at the Ancestral Witches around him, only to find that they were also looking at the little beast in Nuwa's arms with kind faces and loving eyes.

Xing Tian had a brainstorm and felt like his brain was on fire.

"What's going on?"

"Karmic Merit was vomited by this little one? What a joke!"