Datang Lianzhong Sanyuan, shocked to hear that my father killed a dragon in a dream

Chapter 205 The power of the chaotic bell, the resurrection of the ancestral witch, and the formation of the gods and demons in the twelve capitals

The six sages of Taiqing, Yuqing, Shangqing, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Nuwa, and the six inferior sages stood in front of Wei Shuyu, blocking evil punishment, evil slaughter, and Jidu.

Evil Zhu, Xie Tu, and Ji all looked at the six sages who appeared suddenly, with a little fear in their eyes. The prehistoric world was too suppressed, and the cultivation base of the three demon gods was only the peak of the Hunyuan Jinxian, which was equivalent to the prehistoric sub-sage.

Wei Shuyu stepped forward and stood in front of the corpses of the saints, with a slight smile on his face, "Thank you saints for your help."

As soon as the words fell, Wei Shuyu's Hunyuan Golden Immortal Realm mana surged all over his body, and the might of the Human Emperor swept across again.

Wei Shuyu did not intend to accept the help of the Six Sages.

Human Sovereign, the Great Heavenly Venerable of the Three Realms, how can a few minions in the Demon Realm be able to handle it?
Wei Shuyu wants to stand up!

Evil Zhu, Xie Tu, and Ji all watched Wei Shuyu stand up, with a cold smile on his face, "Since you want to die, you can't blame us!"

The three demon gods all erupted with the magic power of the peak of the Hunyuan Jinxian, and they shot at the same time, containing supreme murderous intent, and attacked Wei Shuyu.

Wei Shuyu threw the Yin-Yang sword with one hand, slowly opened his arms, and did not block, allowing the three demon gods to attack.

When the three magic lights were one foot away from Wei Shuyu's Taoist body, it seemed that he had encountered a huge obstacle, and it was difficult to move forward.

Even the evil corpses of the six sages of the Great Desolation slowly opened their eyes wide, a little startled, "Even if Wei Shuyu proves the fruit of the Human Emperor Dao, it is absolutely impossible to resist the attack of the three Hunyuan Jinxian peak demon gods..."

Just when the saints were shocked.

Duang! Duang! Duang!

Three melodious bells swept across the world, the bells were resplendent, the void was distorted, the faces of the three demon gods were ferocious, and subconsciously they wanted to cover their ears.

"what?"

"Chaos Clock!" Lao Tzu Taiqing's pupils dilated slightly, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked displeased, looked at the little black and yellow bell above Wei Shuyu's head, and secretly clenched his fists.

Jieyin and Zhunti showed sorrow and pain on their faces, full of envy and jealousy.

Nu Wa's exquisite appearance was equally astounding.

Master Tongtian laughed lightly, "This kid, even I'm hiding it from you."

Wei Shuyu stood quietly above the nine heavens, with a small black bell hanging above his head. Outside the bell, the sun, moon, stars, earth, water, fire, and wind surrounded it. Inside the bell were mountains, rivers, earth, and all races of prehistoric peoples.

The small black and yellow bell exudes dense light of five colors, illuminating the heavens and myriad worlds.

The sound of the bell is mighty, the sky and the earth are brilliant, the universe is shaking, and the power of the innate treasure can be vividly reflected.

Back then, when the Lich was robbed, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was exhausted and fell, and the Eastern Emperor Bell lost its owner.

The six sages had all tried to snatch it, but who would have thought that the chaotic clock would cut through the void by itself, escape into the turbulent flow of the void, and disappear without a trace.

Wei Shuyu became a half-step human emperor, and when he comprehended the three principles, he obtained the Chaos Clock, and sacrificed countless strands of human luck to refine all the innate restraints contained in it, so that he could unleash the full power of Lingbao!
Three melodious bells sounded, repelling Xie Zhu, Xie Tu, and Ji Du.

The faces of the three demon gods turned pale, purple-black blood leaked from their ears, and the demon energy in their bodies was somewhat disordered.

The Chaos Clock not only attacked the Taoist body of the monk, but also the soul!

Wei Shuyu's clumsy blow directly hit the three demon gods severely!
In front of the Nantian Gate, Wei Shuyu remains independent, one man guards the gate and ten thousand men cannot open it!

Lao Tzu's face darkened, and he was puzzled, "How could the Chaos Clock be taken by Wei Shuyu?"

"Could it be possible that he really should be the emperor?"

Fuyuan, how can I say this clearly.

Yuanshi Tianzun secretly scolded Wei Shuyu, "You are really insidious and cunning, and you have a treasure in your body. You didn't see it used in the Battle of Anping back then, old silver coin!"

Jieyin and Zhunti were very envious, "The West is poor, it is really poor, how can such a good thing as the Chaos Clock not come to the West?"

The sound of the chaotic bell shook the Three Realms, and all the monks looked at Nantianmen.

What all the monks valued was not that Wei Shuyu had the Chaos Clock, but that Wei Renhuang repelled all the demons with his own power!

Beiju Luzhou, among the continuous mountains.

Bai Ze, Yingzhao, and Ji Meng were astonished, "How could the treasure of the Eastern Emperor... have fallen into the hands of Wei Shuyu?"

The faces of all the demon gods and demon kings were complicated, "That is the treasure of my demon clan!"

Futu Mountain, on a Chinese toon tree.

Zen Master Wuchao sat quietly on the futon to avoid the catastrophe. He didn't care much about what happened in Buddhism, and it didn't matter much.

Zen Master Wuchao looked at the Donghuang Bell with a look of emotion on his face, and murmured to himself: "Uncle Taiyi's treasure..."

"Could it be that Wei Shuyu has received the inheritance from Uncle Taiyi?"

"It's absolutely impossible. If Uncle Taiyi has an inheritance, it will definitely not be passed on to outsiders!"

"Alas." Zen Master Wuchao closed his eyes slowly, and the images of the year kept reappearing in his mind. The tenth day came out of Tanggu, Houyi shot the sun, and his father and uncle were angry and launched a lich decisive battle.

The glory and splendor of the Yaozu disappeared.

Nantianmen, above the nine heavens.

Wei Shuyu has a chaotic clock on top of his head, and the spirit treasure protects his body, making it invulnerable to all spells.

The bell attack is magnificent.

The Chaos Clock is the best treasure that integrates offense and defense in the prehistoric world, not one of them.

Evil Zhu, Xie Tu, and Ji all spent three breaths to calm down the disorder in their bodies, and then looked at Wei Shuyu, with fear in their eyes, "Open the three treasures of the sky, the Chaos Clock!"

I saw Ei Zhu drew a black sword from the void, Xie Tu also drew a black sword from the void, and Ji Du took out a banner.

The Evil Punishment Sword and the Evil Slaughter Sword are top-grade innate spiritual treasures, and they are the supreme killing spirit treasures in the demon world!
The Heavenly Demon Banner is the banner of the guardian of the demonic way. It is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. The flag is waved, surrounded by demonic energy, and the mana of the holder is increased by [-]%. The monks surrounded by the demonic energy will feel dizzy within a few breaths, and feel bored in their hearts!
Fighting skills of top monks can tell the winner in one breath!
Evil punishment, evil slaughter, and plan all come under the edict of the demon ancestor Luohu. The purpose is to kill Wei Shuyu and eradicate obstacles for the demonic way to invade the wilderness. Wei Shuyu must not be let go!

Surrounded by the supreme demonic energy, the supreme murderous intent locked Wei Shuyu again.

With the chaotic clock on Wei Shuyu's head, he vaguely sensed the change of the fierce aura in the world, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face, "Everyone, please listen."

Quiet, all quiet.

Except for the sound of wind and clouds, there is no other sound.

Evil Zhu, Xie Tu, and Ji all sneered, "Pretending to be a ghost!"

The evil corpses of the six sages of Honghuang were also confused by Wei Shuyu's words, "Listen? What are you listening to? Listen to the sound of wind and clouds?"

Wei Shuyu was not in a hurry, and continued to laugh: "Listen again, everyone."

Whoohoo!
It is still the sound of the wind howling, and the auspicious clouds move with the wind.

"The time of your death has come!" Evil Zhu, Xie Tu, and Ji didn't bother Wei Shuyu, they took the Lingbao and rushed forward.

suddenly.

The three demon gods stopped, and faintly heard a faint voice from the wind.

"Woo! Woo! Woo!"

It's not rumors!
The evil corpses of the six sages of the Great Desolation sensed the heavens and the earth, and suddenly heard a faint voice, "Woo! Woo! Woo!"

The Six Sages of the Great Desolation can be sure that this is definitely not the sound of the wind.

The sound was getting louder and louder.

"Woo! Woo! Woo!"

The sound became louder and louder, at first it was weak, and then it could be heard almost throughout the prehistoric world.

Anping Prefecture, kiln factory.

Xing Tian and Xiang Liu were wearing extra-large human clothes, and they were working hard to move bricks and earn money.

Moving bricks is good, moving bricks is easier than drinking water for the Wu people, the key is high wages and good food!

Xing Tian and Xiang Liu have been moving bricks for a few months, and they are also hot figures in Anping. No one knows that they work hard and are beautiful.

Just as Xing Tian and Xiang Liu lifted up a stack of bricks, they heard a faint humming sound.

With a thud, the entire stack of bricks slipped from Xing Tian and Xiang Liu's hands, broke, and shattered.

Xing Tian and Xiang Liu stood there in a daze, as if they were electrocuted.

In the distance, the boss of the kiln factory saw that the two stacks of bricks were broken a lot, and his face showed pain, "Money, my money, you guys, you have never made a mistake, what happened today? No, you have to pay from your wages." Buckle up!"

The boss covered the brick with pain in his face, raised his head, looked at Xing Tian, ​​Xiang Liu's tone softened a bit, "Forget it, forget it."

Xingtian and Xiangliu, who are a few feet tall (witch clan's natal technique, maintain a height of several feet), have tears in their eyes at this moment, and there is a lot of tears and snot, which cannot be stopped.

"That's right, just pretend that I didn't say anything, why don't I just talk about deducting money, and cry worse than a baby."

"No deduction, no deduction, work quickly." The boss is also a soft-hearted person.

Xing Tian and Xiang Liu's bodies trembled more and more, tears poured down like they didn't want money, their throats moved, but they couldn't make a sound.

Following the voice in the wind, Xing Tian and Xiang Liu roared together, hoarsely and in a low voice, "Witch! Wu! Wu!"

The sound in the wind, where is it Wuwuwu, it is a witch!witch!witch!
Countless evil spirits poured into Lishan Mountain.

The earth trembled, and the witch's voice was even louder, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

The twelve golden statues opened their eyes at the same time, shaking the mountains in an instant, and the endless fierce aura rushed straight to the sea of ​​clouds in the nine heavens!
"Witch!" After the Twelve Golden Fires came back to life, they shouted in unison, with the same momentum as the Twelve Ancestral Witches when they were born!

"The Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals!" Di Jiang, Ju Mang, Zhu Rong, Xuan Ming... and Chi You stepped out of Mount Li in one step, and their stature soared, like Optimus Prime, standing between the sky and the earth.

The eyes of the Twelve Ancestral Witches were filled with anger, staring at the monks of the Demon Dao, and the evil energy in their bodies erupted. Disrespect deserves death!"

The Twelve Capitals are gods and gods!

As soon as the big formation started, countless fierce spirits gathered, and the twelve ancestor witches seemed to merge into one, and a huge phantom stood in the prehistoric world.

The giant phantom holds a big axe, and with the power of heaven and earth, he strikes at Evil Zhu, Xie Tu, Ji Du, Wutian, and all the demons in black robes.

Ezhu, Xietu, Jidu, and Wutian looked at the phantom, with great horror on their faces, and lost their voices, "Pangu!"

When the giant ax fell, all the heavenly demons in front of the Nantian Gate turned into ashes. Evil Zhu, Xie Tu, Ji Du, and Wu Tian's demon clothes were torn and blood oozes from their bodies.

"Pangu...not Pangu! It's the Twelve Ancestral Witches!" Evil Zhu, Xie Tu, Ji Du, and Wu Tian all gritted their teeth, then tore apart the void and fled.

One blow exhausted the strength of the twelve ancestor witches, and the twelve ancestor witches did not pursue the sky demon anymore.

Pan Gu phantom stood in the sky, looking at the sky, a faint smile appeared on his face, and then turned into countless light spots and dissipated.

In front of Nantianmen.

Taiqing Laozi, Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, and Shangqing Tongtian Cult Master all froze in place as if shocked by electricity, with great horror on their faces, "Father...Father god Pangu?"

"The Twelve Ancestral Witch!"

"how can that be?"

"The lich has calamity, and the twelve ancestor witches have all fallen. How can they be resurrected?"

"But it is indeed the Twelve Ancestral Witches!"

Taiqing Laozi, Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, Shangqing Tongtian leader are messed up, completely messed up, how did the twelve ancestor witches come back to life?Even if it is Daoist Hongjun...I'm afraid it won't work, right?
Jieyin, Zhunti, and Nuwa were also in a dazed state, "Re...resurrected? How did the Twelve Ancestral Witches come back to life?"

Wei Shuyu stood quietly with a harmless face, "Don't look at me, this really has nothing to do with me."

Wei Shuyu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Even if the resurrection of the Twelve Ancestral Witches would disturb the prehistoric times, they would eventually protect the prehistoric times. As for the attitude of the witch clan, we need to get in touch with the Twelve Ancestral Witches to see what their attitude is.

In the prehistoric world, the cultivator of all spirits was still in shock and hadn't recovered.

"This is... is this the Twelve Ancestral Witches?"

"Didn't they... all fall in the calamity of the Lich?"

"How is this going?"

"The overlord of the witch clan, who was robbed by the lich back then, is back?"

"First, the human race was self-reliant and self-reliant, and then the evil ways swept in. Now the twelve ancestor witches have been resurrected. This time...the world is really not peaceful."

Beiju Luzhou, deep in the miasma and poisonous insects.

Bai Ze, Ji Meng, and Yingzhao's faces were like bitter gourds, "The Twelve Ancestral Witches...how could the Twelve Ancestral Witches come back to life?"

There is a sworn feud between lich and witch. With the return of the twelve ancestor witches, the balance between lich and witch will be broken. How can the demon clan survive?

Bai Ze's face showed great anxiety, "Yingzhao, you go to Futu Mountain immediately to ask the prince back, if there is no prince in charge, the Yaozu will be in danger!"

"Yes, military advisor." Yingzhao turned into a ray of demon light and flew to Futu Mountain.

The demon sage Ji Meng was equally terrified, and forced a smile, "Military master, the twelve ancestral witches can be resurrected, can His Majesty Di Jun and Tai Yi also be able to..."

"It's different!" Before Ji Meng could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Bai Ze.

"The Wu Clan has no primordial spirit, but Dijun and His Majesty Taiyi are completely destroyed..."

……

Wild land.

Dijiang, Jumang, Zhurong, Gonggong, Xuanming and other eleven patriarchal witches looked at the reunited body with mixed feelings in their hearts.

The earth was extremely silent, the eleven ancestor witches and one Chiyou great witch (rather special, able to play the role of ancestor witch) looked at each other with guilt and self-blame on their faces.

I don't know how long it took.

The hot-tempered Gonggong whispered: "Brother, we made the mistake of blaming the younger sister."

Zhu Rong also said, "Brother, we are indeed... wrong to blame the queen mother."

Di Jiang's face was full of guilt and remorse, and he let out a long sigh.

Di Jiang pushed the main responsibility for the defeat of the Wu Clan on Houtu, thinking that it was the reincarnation of the Houtu that caused the lack of strength of the Wu Clan... and he had created the great witch Chi You back then, who could stand up to Houtu and sacrifice the gods of the capital. Great array.

Even Di Jiang said in the past that there will be no witches in the land.

Chi You blamed himself even more on his face. After the Lich Tribulation ended, a ray of true spirit was reincarnated and reincarnated as a human race. Scolding Houtu for betrayal, Houtu is ashamed of his identity as a witch clan.

The more Chi You thought about it, the more he blamed himself, he slapped himself fiercely, and rewarded himself with a few slaps.

Zhu Rong and Gonggong Patriarch Wu followed suit and slapped themselves.

Afterwards, Di Jiang also started rewarding himself with big competitions.

After the Twelve Ancestral Witches were resurrected and defeated the Heavenly Demon, the first thing they did was not to seek revenge from the demon clan, but to reflect on themselves.

Several years have passed since the Lich Calamity, and the true spirits of the ancestors and witches have returned to the earth. It can be regarded as having witnessed the changes of the prehistoric world with their own eyes, and they are all enlightened in their hearts, and their magical powers are invincible to the sky.

Back then, even if the Houtu was there, the Wu Clan would inevitably suffer from both defeats with the Yao Clan!

The general trend of the world cannot be defied.

Instead, Houtu turned into reincarnation, established Nether, and selected witches from the twelve tribes of the Wu tribe as Yin gods, barely retaining some blood for the Wu tribe.

Xingtian, Xiangliu, and Jiufeng led a group of old, weak, sick and disabled to continue to guard the Pangu Temple. This is the only witch clan in the world.

"Houtu will never return to witches, Houtu will never return to witches, Houtu has never forgotten her identity as a witch clan... In order to preserve the witch clan, she sacrificed a lot... even sacrificed her innocence..."

"Wei Shuyu!" The Twelve Patriarch Witch ran towards the Pangu Palace with a bruised nose and a swollen face, swearing secretly in his heart that if Wei Shuyu dared to push forward, he must look good!

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Chaos Zixiao Palace, Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon Palace.

Hongjun and Luohu stared at Honghuang respectively, the corners of their mouths slightly raised at the same time, showing a mysterious chuckle, "It really is an anomaly, there is no brand on the body, if it is not for this anomaly, even if Houtu has made various plans, it is impossible to succeed !"

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