Prehistoric Luo Hu Asking the Way

　　 Luo Hui sat cross-legged on top of the twelfth-rank extinct black lotus, looking at the twelfth ancestor witch, his eyes gleaming.

　　 That mysterious treasure is finally about to show up.

　　 Luo Hui wants to see what this treasure is. The most important thing is that Luo Hui wants to see if he can get this treasure.

　　 In Luo Hui's heart, there is already the definition of this treasure, that is, the two parts of Pangu Great God!

　　 One is Pangu's heart and the other is Pangu's **** root. As for what it is, Luo Hui still doesn't know what it is and can only wait.

　　 The twelve ancestor witches are all transformed into the body at this moment.

　　The body of ten thousand feet tall, in the Pangu Temple, does not appear too tall.

　　 Pangu Temple is the leftover residence of Pangu Great God. It can be said that it was tailor-made for the ancestor witch. The body of the twelve ancestor witches are all ten thousand feet.

　　Dijiang glanced at Luo Hui with a vague expression. He had to say that he was really worried about Luo Hui. Luo Hui was too strong, so he didn't have a sense of security!

　　 Once Luo Huo's desire increased greatly, seeing that treasure, a heart of contention arose.

　　 I would like to ask, who can stop Luo Hu from the Twelve Ancestral Witch?

　　 Even the twelve ancestor witches are together, I am afraid they can't stop Luo Huan's eyes.

　　 "Big Brother, since I chose to believe, don't have so many worries, now we have no way back!" How can Zhu Jiuyin's city government fail to see Dijiang's worries!

　　 Fortunately, this is the secret transmission between the ancestors and witches. Otherwise, Luo Huo would hear him, and Luo Hu would be unhappy, then the consequences would be serious.

　　 "Big brother, second brother is right, what concerns you have at this time, it is very bad for the derivation of the Witch Clan." Hou Tu was somewhat dissatisfied.

　　How do you say, they are all the Luohu that their ancestor witch wants to find, why are they still rejecting Luohu?

　　 You must know that Luo Hui is a saint, it is impossible to be called by them to come and go.

　　 When the saint is angry, they all have to fall.

　　Dijiang calmed down his floating heart, then stepped out and came to the middle of the hall, shouting: "Blood pool now!"

　　 With the loud shout of Dijiang, the entire Pangu Hall began to shake violently.

　　All the ancestral witches were engrossed in watching the blood pool that slowly appeared, because they had only seen this blood pool once!

　　 rumbling~~~~

　　 In the main hall, the soil splits apart, and the blood pool appears, a blood qi is heavy, and it contains a huge qi of good fortune.

　　 Luo Hui's eyes were concentrated, looking at the blood pool that appeared, he couldn't see the treasure in the depths through the blood inside!

　　 In the next moment, Luo Hui condensed the magic eye supernatural powers and observed the blood pool with the magic eye, but he only went deep into one foot without any effect.

　　 is unhappy, in this ancient temple, everywhere is restricted, Luo Hui is a saint and demon ancestor, it is inevitable that he feels a little annoyed.

　　 Even if he is admiring the Great God Pangu, he has already fallen, so there is no need to always embarrass him!

　　 did not make any move, Luo Hui sat on top of the twelfth-grade extinct black lotus, quietly watching the next move of the twelve ancestor witch!

　　 He wants to see if the blood pool alone can create a large number of witch creatures!

　　 The Twelve Ancestral Witch stood around the blood pool in a special position.

　　 He looked at the blood pond, and his eyes showed respect, as if the blood pond was Pangu God.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, our ancestral witches are made by the father God’s painstaking efforts, so we should be responsible for the father God’s share of worries and edification of the land and the land. However, there is more than one’s heart but the power of the whole family is still needed. Derived from the Witch Race!"

　　 Dijiang suddenly bowed down, and then, the eleven ancestral witches also bowed down, saying the same thing.

　　 The blood pool has a radius of one hundred thousand meters in size, and the blood waves inside it are tumbling, which seems to be Pangu’s blood.

　　 Every drop of blood has supreme coercion and nurturing fortune.

　　 "Nine brothers, two sisters, let's start!" Di Jiang said solemnly.

　　 After Di Jiang said these words, the faces of all the ancestral witches became serious.

　　Dijiang stretched out his hand and stroked his chest. In an instant, a blood stain appeared and drops of blood dripped out.

　　 The rest of the ancestral witches are also like this, and then formed a very special posture, let the blood drip into the blood pool!

　　 The blood does not drip quickly, or very slowly.

　　Patter~~Patter~~

　　 Every sound strikes the powerful hearts of all present.

　　 It seems that this sound has a special melody, when Luo Hui heard it, he realized that Tao was right in front of him!

　　 At this time, his understanding of the law has been improved several times, and he has a good mind!

　　 Without any hesitation, Luo Hui began to comprehend the law of destiny, which is very difficult to comprehend. He just used this opportunity to try it!

　　 If it is possible, perhaps the 30% law of fate can be taken a step further!

　　 Now, Luo Hui has no other way. He can't see everything in the blood pool at all. At this time, he can't jump into the blood pool directly.

　　 He can only practice first, and he can find a way to find out everything after the witch clan is derived.

　　 Luo Hui enlightened Tao.

　　 The Twelve Ancestor Witches listened to this mysterious voice, and they all showed excitement, as if this mysterious voice gave them a special feeling!

　　 patter~~~

　　 One hundred and eight drops of blood in a row!

　　 Every ancestral witch dripped 108 drops of blood, and then they all stood up, pinched out mysterious fingers in their hands, and the blood pool began to spin.

　　 It seems that their blood is fusing with the blood in the blood pool!

　　 Such a scene lasted for thousands of years before the blood pond slowly calmed down, but the color of the blood water had undergone tremendous changes.

　　 is not blood red, but a dark red blood!

　　Dijiang glanced at Luo Huo, his eyes became firm, maybe Hou Tu was telling the truth, they shouldn’t have too much suspicion when they found Luo Huo!

　　 rumbling~~~~

　　 Pangu Temple became bigger in an instant, occupying a radius of 100,000 li, and became a palace erected between heaven and earth.

　　 "I am the Emperor Jiang."

　　 "I am a candle with nine yin."

　　 "I am Tianwu."

　　......

　　 "Our twelve ancestor witches felt the ignorance of the primordial creatures, and created a tribe to teach the primordial ancestors and be regarded as the primordial supreme."

　　 For some reason, the voice was not blessed by the Heavenly Dao, so Dijiang’s voice can only be heard in the celestial poles, and cannot spread throughout the entire wilderness.

　　 Luo Hui has woken up from his cultivation. Although he hasn't made a breakthrough to 40%, the gain is not small. If he has the chance, he can make a breakthrough in one fell swoop!

　　 After some calculations, Luo Hui already understood the truth.

　　 immediately waved his hand, and a mysterious and mysterious force blessed Dijiang's body, which was the power of heaven and earth.

　　 Luo Hui is a saint, and he can naturally bless the power of heaven and earth, and can also manipulate the power of heaven and earth!

　　Dijiang looked at Luo Hui gratefully.

　　 Afterwards, Dijiang's voice spread throughout the entire Honghuang, which shocked Honghuang.

　　 There was a demon clan who set up in front of him, and he was the first big clan in the prehistoric state.

　　 Now there are twelve ancestors of witches who have created the witch race, and they have cultivated the predecessor and become the predecessor!

　　 Above the Kunlun Mountains, both Taiqing and Yuanyuan looked at the celestial land, with disgust in their eyes!

　　 Their Four Qings are authentic Pangu, and now the twelve ancestor witches even say that they are authentic Pangu!

　　 Although the magic weapon of Pangu Great God is in the hands of Siqing, Pangu Temple is in the hands of the 12th Ancestor Witch!

　　 "Big Brother, the Wu Clan was born. After all, he is a new race. How can he fight against the Monster Clan? Although the Monster Clan is also newly established, the foundation of the Monster Clan is the legacy of the original ten thousand clan!"

　　 The original said lightly.

　　 A trace of killing intent flashed in Taiqing's eyes, and he had an inexplicable dislike for the Wu Clan.

　　 "Don't be underestimated, the witch clan was born out of the twelve ancestor witch praying to the great Pangu god, even if it is a new birth, one should not underestimate it!"

　　 Immediately, Taiqing said: "There will definitely be conflicts between the Witch Race and the Monster Race. We only need to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight!"

　　 Yuanyuan nodded, Taiqing said it was reasonable, it was true, they didn't need to do anything at all, the Yaozu would definitely help them deal with the Wuzu.

　　 On Mount Sumeru, a generation of disciples of the superior generation, and the second generation chief Kong Xuan are all on the main hall.

　　 "The twelve ancestor witches can actually create a family, and they are indeed powerful. Although they have not yet been born, this momentum has already swept the prehistoric." Tai Xuan hissed.

"The Witch Clan’s luck is not weak, it has surpassed the Demon Dao’s luck, and even the Demon Clan’s luck is the same. It seems that Master is right. This calamity is the battle between the Twelve Ancestral Witch and the starry sky! "Tong Tian sneered.

　　 Taishang has not spoken, but his eyes are gleaming, obviously thinking about something.

　　 "Master seems to be very optimistic about this witch clan, Brother Second, you should restrain yourself." Queen Mother Xi reminded Tongtian.

　　 "Yes, when the twelve ancestor witch came to ~www.readwn.com~ the uncle seems to be very fond of the twelve ancestor witch, or is very special to the Hou Tu." Sun Yuan said.

　　 "Okay, don't talk about the master, all go back to practice, Ao Zheng stays." Tai Shang commanded.

　　 Luohu and the heavens can’t get out, this is on Mount Xumi, too is the biggest, so if it is too high, everyone has to listen.

　　 After the disciples left, the Taishang said: "Ao Zheng, if the Pan Dao didn't guess wrong, the next target of the Yaozu should be the Dragon Clan, you should go to the Dragon Clan during this time!"

　　 "Well, the emperor knows." Ao Zheng said in a deep voice.

　　 Taishang and Ao Zheng have always had cold faces, and this is their character!

　　 Thirty-three heavens.

　　 "Presumptuous, presumptuous!"

　　 Emperor Jun was furious in the High Heaven Hall, and the powerful pressure made the Taiyi Golden Immortals tremble!

　　 The twelve ancestor witch dared to say such a thing, isn't this aimed at their monster race?

　　 This is clearly aimed at the monster race!

　　What kind of grandeur? So what are they as monsters?

　　 "The demon emperor calms down his anger, the birth of the witch clan must be of great help, but this seat has a method to resolve the threat that the witch clan is born and poses to the demon clan!" the demon master Kun Peng said slowly.

　　 "What can you do, demon master, speak quickly!" Di Jun said in a deep voice.

　　 "The monster clan was annihilated when the witch clan was first born, the crisis of the monster clan was naturally resolved, but the support of the ancestors of destiny was needed!"