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

The ancestral witch ran wildly, the ground trembled, the primitive dense forest, and thousands of birds flew in fright.

Deep in the dense forest, Pangu Palace.

Xing Tian and Xiang Liu's tears and snot couldn't stop streaming down their noses, and the eyes of the Great Witch Jiufeng were also flushed, and his body trembled.

Xing Tian and Xiang Liu opened their mouths, their voices were hoarse and excited, "Brother Dijiang, Brother Jumang, Brother Zhurong, Brother Gonggong."

Dijiang and Jumang all ran to the front of the main hall, and when they saw their compatriots from the past, they all had big smiles on their faces, "Hahaha, Xingtian, Xiangliu, you guys are so good, and sister Jiufeng, we have lost countless yuan." Yes, you have worked hard."

"It is our duty to protect our compatriots." A group of ancestor witches and great witches hugged each other, with all kinds of emotions in their hearts, and all kinds of things they wanted to say, but they didn't know where to start.

"Worthy of the name of Xingtian, the god of war, great witch Xiangliu, great witch Jiufeng!" Di Jiang praised.

A group of ancestor witches and great witches greeted each other and walked towards Pangu Hall.

Dijiang Zuwu walked in the front, and the other Zuwu and Dawu followed behind and entered the Pangu Palace.

The revival of the ancestral witch, the most important thing is to worship Pangu, the father god.

A group of ancestor witches in Dijiang traveled to the depths of the hall, opened a space barrier with witch power, and knelt down respectfully, "We are grateful to Father God for his mercy. We have fallen into countless Yuanhui and reappeared in the prehistoric world."

"I wrongly blamed the Houtu girl before, but the Houtu girl has lived up to the witch clan."

"Father God, we swear that we will protect this world. Any force that dares to subvert the prehistoric world will be the mortal enemy of the Wu Clan."

All the ancestral witches and great witches in Dijiang bowed respectfully and bowed to the mysterious and deep place deep in the Pangu Temple.

After worshiping the Father God, all the ancestral witches in Dijiang left the Pangu Hall and walked into the primitive dense forest, where they saw some people gnawing on the bark of a tree...

Di Jiangchang sighed, "The tragedy of the tribe can be expected..."

"The Houtu girl transformed into reincarnation and sheltered a group of people, otherwise... my Wu clan will be even more miserable..."

Jumang, Zhurong, Gonggong and other ancestor witches were all silent and sighed incessantly. From the Lich's calamity to the present, they finally know what it means to be irresistible.

The withdrawal of the lich from the stage of heaven and earth is a general trend, if they do not leave by force, how can there be good results?
Magical powers are invincible to the number of days.

Fortunately, Houtu sister made a huge sacrifice to preserve the remaining blood of the witch clan, and made a huge sacrifice to recall our ancestor witch true spirit.

While Dijiang, Jumang, Zhurong, Gonggong, Xuanming and other ancestor witches were still sentimental, Xingtian and Xiangliu used their natal skills again, shrunk their bodies, and put on human super-large civilian clothes again, "Then What, big brother, second brother, third brother, second sister, we are going back to work."

Dijiang, Jumang, Xuanming and other ancestral witches looked confused, "Go to work? What class do you go to?"

Xing Tian and Xiang Liu showed pride on their faces, and said loudly, "Move bricks!"

"If you move another 10 yuan of bricks, you can save a lot of money and transport a large amount of supplies from Anping back to Pangu Palace. In this way, there will be no shortage of food and clothing."

Zhu Rong and Gonggong's eyes widened, as if they couldn't believe it.

Is this still the descendant of the great Father God who had the supreme glory and glory back then?

The majestic great witch of the witch clan, Xing Tian, ​​the indomitable god of war, actually went to move bricks for the tribe?
Just when Zhu Rong and Gong Gong were about to reprimand Xing Tian and Xiang Liu. …

Xiao Wu, who was growing up, jumped over and stretched out his hands to Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, his little eyes full of anticipation, "Brother Zhu Rong, brother Gong Gong, do you have jerky to eat? Xiao Wu is hungry."

Zhu Rong and Gonggong Zuwu looked at the expectant child, their pockets were shy, and their old faces blushed.

After holding back for a long time, Zhu Rong and Gong Gong asked Xing Tian and Xiang Liu in a low voice, "In Anping...is there still a shortage of people to move bricks?"

"I'll have to ask the boss when I go back, maybe it's missing..." Xing Tian replied seriously.

"Okay, go back and ask for clarification!"

Xing Tian and Xiang Liu rushed back to Anping overnight to complete their unfinished business.

The situation of the Wu clan is really miserable.

With the strength of Xingtian, Xiangliu, and Jiufeng, they can go out and travel in the wild, but don't forget that the Wu clan was the overlord of the year and created a lot of karma.

For monks in the Three Realms of the Great Desolation, the Witch Clan is a great experience package. Killing creatures with countless karma will be rewarded by heaven.

Although Xingtian, Xiangliu, and Jiufeng are strong, there are more powerful people in the prehistoric world. The three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace do not refer to three thousand powerful people, but all living beings!
There is no other way, the Wu clan can only struggle to survive in the cracks.

This is also the reason why the ancient demon court Bai Ze, Ji Meng, and Ying Zhao took the rest of the demon gods and kings back to the barren land of mountains and mountains.

The lineage of Beiju Luzhou is the remnant of the orthodox demon court, and it also has huge karma.

After the calamity of the Lich, the incarnation of living beings is also called a demon, but it has nothing to do with the ancient demon court, so it doesn't need to bear huge karma.

……

Now, with the return of the Eleven Patriarchal Witches and one great Wu Chiyou, the situation of the Wu Clan has finally improved several times.

Even a sage who has been proclaimed and sanctified does not want to face the formation of the gods of the Twelve Capitals, more precisely, the phantom of the great god Pan Gu!
Dijiang sits in the Pangu Temple and leads his compatriots to expand outside the primitive dense forest to obtain supplies that can guarantee basic living.

The situation of the Wu clan has been greatly improved.

After Dijiang and the ancestor witches improved the situation of the clansmen, they made a unanimous decision.

If the Houtu does not fail the witch, the Wu clan must not fail the Houtu. The Houtu is the eternal ancestral witch of the Wu clan!
Dijiang, Jumang and others, wrapped in evil spirits all over their bodies, took a step forward, passed through the earth, and descended to the Netherworld.

Yin Tianzi of Fengdu, Hades of the Ten Palaces, Ten Great Yin Commanders, Black and White Impermanence and other hellish gods stood quietly in front of the ghost gate, and when they saw the ancestor witches of Dijiang coming, they all bowed in unison, "I have seen the ancestor witches. "

Looking at Fengdu, Di Jiang couldn't help but see countless images from before the Yuanhui, "Lost? The naughty boy from the Houtu tribe is backward? Now they have grown up and become the emperor of Netherworld Fengdu?"

"Okay, okay, okay, when he grows up, if he really grows up, I will say that this kid can take up the heavy responsibility of the Houtu tribe when he grows up." Di Jiang looked at the Ten Temples of Hades, Black and White Impermanence, etc. , many familiar faces.

Di Jiang turned his head slowly, took a few breaths, and kept his embarrassing posture from being exposed to the group of 'children', his voice was a little hoarse, "They are all good, they have grown up."

Gong Gong and Zhu Rong had a hot temper, and they were more straightforward, with red eyes, laughing on purpose, "Hahaha, people who know it think we have come to the Netherworld, and those who don't know think we have returned home."…

At least half of the yin gods in the Nether system are in charge of the witch clan.

Emperor Fengdu was wearing a black dragon robe. Numerous Yuanhui's face was always cold and mechanical, and today he finally smiled. He wanted to call him eldest brother and second sister again, and it finally came true today, just like a dream.

"Big Brothers, Second Sister." Feng Du's voice was excited.

Behind Feng Du, Yan Luo, Black and White Wuchang and other yin commanders all respected in unison, "Big Brothers, Second Sister."

"Haha!" All the ancestor witches laughed heartily.

After entering the Gate of Ghosts, passing through the Hall of Judgment, the Hall of Yama, the City of Dead Death, and the Hall of Fengdu, and passing through Yinshan Mountain, you will come to the end.

Surrounded by lifeless twilight in Senluo, there is all kinds of loneliness, endless loneliness and loneliness.

When Di Jiang and his group arrived here, there was no longer a smile on their face, full of self-blame and guilt, "Houtu... sister...she has been here alone for several yuanhui..."

Fengdu walked up to Sen Luo Mu Mi's ghostly spirit, changed his usual "Ping Xin Niang Niang Niang", and shouted loudly: "Eldest sister, elder brothers, second sister is here."

The voice fell, the endless twilight and death energy dissipated, and a lonely and endless road appeared.

At the end of the road, a figure slowly walked out.

Houtu was wearing a light yellow long dress, his hair was draped around his waist like a galaxy, and he was wearing a simple and plain hairpin.

The only difference is Houtu's temperament, which is mysterious and profound, and is indescribably precious, which is brought by a true supreme saint...

Di Jiang, Gou Mang, Xuan Ming and other ancestral witches saw Houtu walking out of the twilight mist, their bodies trembled suddenly, their eyes were fixed on Houtu, and they blamed themselves and felt guilty in their hearts, "Sister (big sister) you suffered."

"It's our fault." This was the first time the ancestor witches admitted their mistakes, sincerely.

Houtu shook his head slowly, "Brothers are right, if Houtu hadn't insisted on doing reincarnation and disregarding the entire Wu clan..."

"The general trend of the world is like this, sister doesn't need to comfort elder brother." Before Houtu could finish speaking, Di Jiang interrupted Houtu's words.

Even if the reincarnation does not change in the future, the witch clan will not be able to escape the loss of both sides with the monster clan, and it is even more tragic.

Chi You bowed to Houtu with a sincere attitude and admitted his mistake, "Sister Houtu, it was Chi You who misunderstood her on the spur of the moment back then, please punish her."

In the battle of Chiyou, he went down to the underworld to ask Houtu for help, and it would be good to borrow some Wu clan brothers to come over, but he was ruthlessly rejected. Forbearance.

Seeing Chi You who admitted his mistake, Houtu smiled slightly, "We are brothers and sisters, there is no need to say whose fault it is."

Although Houtu was formed by the combination of Pan Gu's blood essence and evil spirit, apart from the evil spirit contained in his body, he could no longer find any impulsiveness or temper.

Great tolerance, great benevolence.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches looked at each other and smiled, and said brothers and sisters, all the barriers disappeared like this fog.

……

Peaceful Palace.

Zhu Rong and Gong Gong held the teacups, chewed a cup of tea like a cow drinking a horse, and said with extreme disgust: "Sister, this tea is not bitter, what is there to drink? You still drink it with relish? "

Hou Tu elegantly held a jade cup, smiled lightly and took a sip, "The taste is still good. Wei Shuyu also thought it was good after drinking it. Brother, you can try a few more cups."…

pat!

Zhu Rong and Gong Gong slammed Yuzhan on the wooden table, their eyes widened, their bodies were full of anger, and they were extremely angry, "Sister, we are not targeting you."

"Wei Shuyu is a thief!"

"How dare he let our girl be his Taoist partner? How dare he open his teeth?"

"How can that kid Wei Shuyu be? Apart from being a little bit handsome, except that he has a little bit of mana, other than being the emperor of the Three Realms, he is nothing. How can he be worthy of our girl?"

"Sister Houtu is like a bright white moon in the starry sky, and Wei Shuyu is at best a firefly that flaps its wings a few times."

"People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, why are you talking about Wei Shuyu!"

Zhu Rong and Gong Gong's temper exploded, they were born like this, they couldn't bear it, and they kept making noises.

Hou Tu sat quietly on the futon, drinking tea with a jade cup in his hand, with a slight smile on his face from time to time.

"Sister, what are you thinking? How can you agree to Wei Shuyu, a thief?" Zhu Rong and Gong Gong took the lead, and Tian Wu, Qiang Liang, Lu Shou and other ancestor witches also joined in the denunciation.

Houtu smiled gracefully and nodded without saying anything to explain.

Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, Tian Wu, Qiang Liang and other ancestor witches immediately looked at Di Jiang, "Brother, take a look, take a look, does this make sense?"

Di Jiang coughed twice, held it back for a long time, and said, "That kid Wei Shuyu is really not good enough for a Houtu girl."

"That's it."

"Who says it's not?" Gong Gong, Zhu Rong and other ancestor witches began to criticize again.

Seeing the red faces of the brothers arguing, Xuan Ming shook his head with a helpless smile, and sat beside Hou Tu with a futon.

"Sister, as long as you make a decision, Xuanming will support my sister." The ancestor witch Xuanming is the closest to Houtu, and also the one who knows the character of Houtu's sister best. He doesn't make promises lightly, but once he makes a promise, he will fulfill it.

Hou Tu gently held Xuan Ming's hand, his beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and a figure appeared faintly, with a flat smile on his face, "Taoist partner... let's try first."

Xuanming also held sister Houtu's hand, "Xuanming supports my sister's decision."

Xuan Ming added another sentence from the bottom of his heart, "It's not that the Taoist couples in the world haven't broken up..."

Wei Shuyu, the emperor of the human race with billions of trillions of people, the Great Heavenly Venerable of the Three Realms, to be able to do this with a human body is absolutely magnificent.

The ancestor witch Xuanming has no prejudice against Wei Shuyu, the only thing is that he is worried that sister Houtu will be wronged and suffer again.

After all, there are rumors in the Three Realms that Wei Shuyu is good at maneuvering and planning unparalleled, and to put it bluntly, he is an old silver coin.

Rumors... I can only believe one-third of them.

The ancestor witch Xuanming swore secretly that if Wei Shuyu dared to wrong Houtu sister, he would destroy his human holy land and heaven.

……

The ancestor witches denounced Wei Shuyu for a long time, but there was no result.

Di Jiang took all the ancestor witches and great witches back to Pangu Palace.

The eyes of heaven and earth focused on Pangu Hall at the same time.

With the return of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches, the situation among the liches is at odds with each other, how will the situation of the world develop?

Could there be another war between the liches?

Beiju Luzhou.

The demon sage Ji Meng rushed to Mount Futu and invited Zen Master Wuchao back.

Zen Master Wuchao, the only remaining little Golden Crow in the ancient demon court, is also the only orthodox successor of Emperor Jun and Tai Yi.

Zen Master Wuchao was named Lu Ya before he entered Buddhism!

The demon saints and demon gods gathered together to obey the orders of the military commander Bai Ze, and Prince Lu Ya was the cohesive force of the demon clan.

Bai Ze was also quite helpless, "Now the initiative is in the hands of the Wu Clan, not in the hands of the Yao Clan."

In the prehistoric world, adding to the chaos, the demonic way swept a huge sense of oppression over the heads of all the monks, and now they are worried that the lich will fight again, and the situation will become even more chaotic.

"Witch! Witch! Witch!" The voice of the Twelve Ancestral Witches sounded, shaking the prehistoric world again.

"Here we come!" Tens of thousands of living beings are looking at the Pangu Temple, so the situation depends on the attitude of the Wu Clan.

Standing in front of the Pangu Hall, Di Jiang's vicious aura was no less than that of Zhunsheng Consummation. With a dignified expression, he solemnly declared to the Three Realms:

"Father God favors, we wait for the return of the ancestor witch."

"The way of the devil sweeps across the prehistoric world, trying to subvert the world, and our witch clan will definitely protect the world opened up by the Father God!"

"Witch Clan, formally accept the unity of heaven, wait for the imperial edict of Wei Renhuang, and jointly defend the prehistoric world!"

"Brothers fight against the wall, and defend against their insults!" (Note 1)
ps: Note 1: Although the brothers quarreled at home, they were able to resist the bullying of outsiders.It is a metaphor that although there are internal differences, they can unite to deal with external aggression.