Prehistoric asks the ancestors to call the shots for the Eagle Clan

Chapter 785: Houtu Sanctified!

Merlin fell silent.

Mind moving!
"boom!"

There was a roar in the Hongmeng space.

Hongmeng dissipated.

Luck blessing!

Hongmeng reopens, and the Hongmeng space is now.

All the luck was integrated into Mo Lin's body.

"Buzz!"

Mo Lin turned into Pangu Ax again.

"Early stage of quasi-sage!"

"Mid-Stage Quasi-Saint!"

"The pinnacle of quasi-god!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witch watched Mo Lin improve his realm layer by layer.

The luck of heaven and earth is still being blessed in the body of Molin Pangu Axe.

"Luck continues to bless!"

"Ancestor Wu continues to improve, become holy, must be holy!"

"Father God Pangu bless you, let the ancestor Wu be sanctified!"

"promote."

The Twelve Ancestral Witches kept talking to themselves involuntarily.

Their eyes were fixed on the Pangu ax in the void.

They look forward to the sanctification of Merlin!

But in fact, only Mo Lin knew that he could not become a saint!

At least not at this time, God won't let it, Hongjun won't let it!

But Mo Lin never thought of becoming a saint at all. All he did was to win a chance for the Wu Clan.

Let this line of secrets open up for Houtu!

Mo Lin wants to sanctify Houtu!

After hearing what Mo Lin said, would Houtu hesitate?
No!

There was a direct roar:
"boom!"

With a bang, Houtu began to refine the Dao Fruit of Patriarch Styx.

At the same time, although Mo Lin is not sanctified, the luck of heaven and earth is still blessing him. This is an unstoppable and inextricable luck!

Because what is Mo Lin's great wish?
"In the name of the ancestors of witches, I established the tribe of witches and controlled the land, and in the name of ancestors of witches, I passed on the tradition and controlled the tribe of witches!

In the name of Father God Pangu, with the merits of Father God Pangu who opened up the world, and with my own body to forge the fruits of prehistoric karma, I will lead the Wu clan and prehistoric times.

I immediately make a big wish:
More than saints, to prove the way!
I am Mo Lin, a disciple of Pangu!
I am the ancestor of witches, the ancestor of the witch clan!
In the name of the witch clan, with the name of the ancestor of the witch, to achieve the fruit of the Dao, to forge the majesty, can the world dare to learn from it? "

Wuzu represents the luck of the entire Wu clan.

The name of the Father God Pangu!

Who opened the world?

Who made the Great Desolation?
It's the Great God Pangu!
Mo Lin is blessed with the luck of the entire Wu clan, let the heavens learn from it!
Mo Lin used the great merit of his father, Pangu, to open up the world and let the heavens learn from him!
Does Tiandao dare to intercept?

Intercept the luck of the witch clan, and then let the monster clan dominate?
The karma of heaven and earth has been completely destroyed, and the future prehistoric will still play with a hammer?

Could it be that Hongjun is going to take Sanqing to attack the Yaozu?
So Mo Lin expected that Heaven would not dare, Hongjun would not dare!

Tiandao and Hongjun only dared to stop Mo Lin, not to allow the luck of the Wu Clan to bless Mo Lin, but to fall on the Wu Clan.

But that was exactly what Merlin wanted.

Because no matter how Tiandao and Hongjun tried to stop him, Mo Lin, as the ancestor of the witch clan, should have the luck that Hongjun and Tiandao couldn't stop him!

Furthermore, although Pangu fell, it was Pangu who created the Great Desolation, and the world was created by Pangu. This is an undeniable fact!
Even Heaven has to admit it!

And the most important thing is that what Mo Lin is grasping is a secret, one of the loopholes in the human shield!
Mo Lin is now at the pinnacle of quasi-sages, this state plus the Pangu ax is enough to make Mo Lin stand out from the crowd in the prehistoric and walk sideways.

Moreover, Houtu itself will create reincarnation and become a saint in the future, which is destined by the karma of heaven.

And what Mo Lin did was to let Houtu's Heavenly Dao karma fall ahead of schedule.

At the same time, in this karma, change a touch of heaven!
Isn't Houtu the other ancestral witches without souls?
Then Mo Lin forcibly created a primordial spirit for Houtu!
Dao Fruit of Patriarch Styx!
That's why the Twelve Ancestral Witches admire Mo Lin!

Because from the very beginning, Mo Lin was controlling everything with a touch of secret.

From Hongyun giving up his seat, letting Houtu take his seat, until Hongjun preached for the third time, taking the primordial purple energy from Hongyun's hand, killing the ancestor Styx at the top of the void, until now splitting the primordial purple energy with the body of the Pangu ax
What Mo Lin wants is not just to be holy!
He wants to create a primordial space and breed primordial purple energy!

How could the Twelve Ancestral Witches not admire such a big hand, such a mind, and such a skill?

"Crack the sky!"

"Tear the starry sky!"

"Broken Galaxy!"

Mo Lin's main body, Pangu Axe, shouted three times in a row in the primordial void.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

After the three roars, what followed was extremely terrifying destructive power.

Mo Lin is the supernatural power of the three powers that are continuously issued by the quasi-sage peak state!
One blow is enough to destroy the world, let alone three consecutive blows?
"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Cracking the sky, shattering the starry sky, and tearing up the galaxy, the three original powers, swiped the body of the ancient axe, the treasure of chaos, three times, and swung it with the sound of the primordial purple air.

"Boom!"

The endless buzzing of the primordial space.

The Chaos Orb couldn't hold it anymore.

Yes.

The Chaos Orb is Mo Lin's accompanying Chaos Supreme Treasure, and the primordial space opened up by it at this moment has the intention of shattering.

"Help Wu Zu!"

"Avatar body, support Hongmeng!"

"Help Houtu sister to go all out for the holy position!"

Among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Di Jiang, Ju Mang, and Zhu Jiuyin spoke out one after another.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom"

Eleven roars, the embodiment of the eleven patriarchal shamans.

Supporting Hongmeng with his body, fighting the danger of falling!
Because this is the primordial world, there is no sky, no land, no boundaries.

Under the use of their respective supernatural powers, the twelve ancestor witches put themselves in danger.

For the sake of achieving the holy throne of Houtu!
"boom!"

Finally, there was a roar, and the primordial purple air shattered.

A purple air filled the sky with purple!
After the primordial purple energy shattered, the body of the Molin Pangu ax disappeared.

Turned into a human form and fell straight from the void.

"Wu Zu!"

Houtu was originally refining the Dao fruit, comprehending the Tao of reincarnation in the world.

But seeing Mo Lin falling into the void, she couldn't care less about anything.

Because at that moment, when he saw that Mo Lin's face was completely devoid of color and breath, Hou Tu couldn't control anything!
She can want nothing, what holy throne, what luck of the witch clan, nothing is important to her at this moment, only the man who fell into the void!
her man!

"Idiot! Sanctify me, don't let Wu Zu's painstaking efforts go to waste!"

Seeing that Houtu was about to give up everything, Di Jiang cursed angrily.

Houtu gritted his teeth hard, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and shouted to tear apart the sky: "I am Houtu, who created Shura, established reincarnation, and proved the way with the great merits of Father God Pangu in opening up the prehistoric world. I want to become a saint!"

Houtu's last words came out in tears.

"Boom!"

Outside the primordial space, the way of heaven senses.

But at this moment, an ethereal voice appeared: "I am Hongjun, today we are together!"

(End of this chapter)