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Chapter 15 Sanqing leaves Zixiao Palace, Huang Tian accidentally enters the Ancestral Witch Palace

Huang Tian also didn't expect that time was so important. If he could give himself some time to fuse with the innate gourd vine, then his promotion to the late Daluo stage would be a sure thing!
"Damn it, we're catching up again!" Huang Tian didn't have time to think, he spurted out another mouthful of blood, and disappeared in place after a wave of formation patterns.

Not to mention Zhunti, Huang Tian and the other two chased each other, and Sanqing was taken into the Zixiao Palace by Taoist Hongjun that day.

The dying Taoist Tongtian was saved by the great magic power of Taoist Hongjun. He was a blessing in disguise. Under the influence of the complete law of Zixiao Palace, he entered the middle stage of Daluo in a short time.

Taiqing Master Laojun and Yuqing Master Yuanshi also made breakthroughs. At this time, the three of them were respectfully saluting Zixiao Palace and then speeding towards the ancient continent.

"Senior brother, we must not let Taoist Huang Tian go when we go back this time. We are not ransacking the dojo. This is not the behavior of Daluo. He is clearly a shameless little thief!"

Yuan Shi complained angrily that although the three brothers were a blessing in disguise this time, the hatred of Taoist Huang Tian for killing Tong Tian and robbing the dojo made the three of them unable to calm down at all.

"I was about to do some calculations in Zixiao Palace. Taoist friend Huang Tian had a big disaster recently, but the strange thing is that he was also involved with the three of us. Maybe the cause and effect of the past will be resolved soon. Got it!"

Taishang Laojun's silver beard fluttered and he spoke calmly.

"Junior brother Tongtian, you and fellow Taoist Huang Tian have a huge karma. Why are you so quiet today?"

Yuan Shi asked a little strangely. In the past, Tongtian had the most violent temper and caused a lot of troubles. I don't know why something is abnormal today.

"Two senior brothers, I have received the mercy of the Taoist ancestor this time, and saved this life. Only then did I know that living is everything in this world. After the sermon, I had a fight with Huang Tian!"

Taoist Tongtian said calmly, without the usual Xiao Kuang, which surprised the two of them!
"Two senior brothers, I will go back to the Kunlun Dojo first, so that I can make sacrifices and refine the Immortal Killing Formation, and I won't walk around the wilderness with my two senior brothers!"

After that, there was a sound of wind under Tongtian's feet, and he flew away in the clouds, leaving only Laojun, and Yuanshi and Yuanshi looked at each other.

"Senior brother, where are we going?" Yuan Shi asked, holding the jade Ruyi.

"Go to Buzhou Mountain!"

On a whim, Laojun realized that he had an opportunity in the direction of Buzhou Mountain. With a slight movement in his heart, he took Yuanshi towards Buzhou Mountain.

Buzhou Mountain was transformed from the spine of the great god Pangu. This is the world of the Wu Clan. The last time everyone competed for the innate gourd, everyone was surprised why the Wu Clan did not participate from the beginning to the end.

Although these people from the Lingbao Witch Clan look down on them, coming to disrupt the situation is exactly what these muscular and simple-minded guys like to do!
At this time, in the Ancestral Witch Hall at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

On the table carved from huge bones, there was a wine glass as big as a head. There was even an ancestral wizard who directly used the skull of a huge bird as a wine glass.

The decorations in the temple are also extremely wild. The huge animal skins exude a powerful aura, and even the lingering resentful souls condense into black beads that keep swaying, and occasionally let out mournful screams.

Here is the world of witches, a world of violence and tyranny, blood and madness.The Wu Clan has the arrogance of the Great God Pangu to prove the Tao through strength flowing in their bones. They are unyielding and a race born for war!
The twelve ancestral witches are all listed, and the leader is the space ancestor Wu Dijiang, sitting there with a big horse golden sword, holding a wine glass as big as a human head and drinking for a while, squinting at other ancestor witches, like the carrying handle of later generations son.

"I called you all here today to ask how that matter is going? Are those little brats of the demon clan still doing some tricks?" "Everything is normal, but the whereabouts of the demon clan Taiyi and Di Jun have been mysterious recently. , disappeared without a trace, there are rumors that their sun chariot once appeared on Fengqi Mountain in Nuwa! "

The ancestor of rain, Wu Xuanming, wore a beast skirt, a long braid was coiled on the top of her head, and was fixed by a milky white bone hairpin. Her beautiful face was full of wildness, and she spoke at this time.

"Hmph, these two bastards are probably trying to bring Nuwa and Fuxi closer to their camp!"

Zhu Rong slapped his hand on the table and shouted harshly!
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When Huang Tian's eyes were filled with a huge sacred mountain, he later realized that he had been escaping and ended up at Mount Buzhou.

Although it was the second time he came here, he was still shocked by the majestic mountain in this world. But what was even more shocking was that at this moment, he felt twelve auras that were not weaker than his own appear in his consciousness. Exploring.

"I seem to have wandered into some strange place!" Huang Tian murmured.

Looking up, I saw a huge bronze hall located at the foot of Mount Buzhou. Buildings spread out from this center. The rich wild style came into view. Endless evil energy gathered in the air, slightly reflecting the surroundings. Somewhat dark.

"This is the territory of the Witch Clan!" After Huang Tian came to this world, he had not interacted with people from the Witch Clan yet, but in his previous life, he admired the simplicity and bravery of the Witch Clan the most, and for a moment, he couldn't help but have a good feeling. .

"No, it's here again!" Before Huang Tian could take a good look, he felt a powerful aura coming from behind like lightning.

Just as he was about to continue fleeing, he saw a huge red evil cloud suddenly rising from the bronze hall. On it stood a naked man with a black dragon on each ear. Two small dragons were rolling in the red cloud at his feet. Carrying a huge ax.

"Hey, where did you come from? Why did you appear in the ancestral land of my witch clan?" His eyes were as wide as copper bells, staring at Huang Tian intently.

Huang Tian felt the approaching aura and said quickly:

"I, Huang Tian, ​​was chased by thieves and passed by your land. In order not to cause trouble to you, I will take him away first. If there is a chance, I will meet with fellow Taoists again!"

"Hahahahaha!" The big man laughed wildly and said, "You are really funny. Who dares to cause trouble in front of my ancestral witch palace? Even if Taoist Hongjun comes, he will respect this place!"

"You can't defeat him for now." Huang Tian rolled his eyes and said with some regret.

"Bullshit! I, the Fire Ancestor Wu Zhurong, that man named Huang Tian, ​​you stand here and watch how I deal with that thing that is chasing you, how dare you look down on me!"

When Huang Tian heard this, he touched his nose awkwardly and stood aside, feeling that there were still eleven ancestral witches in the ancestral witch palace, but he felt relieved for a moment.

From a distance, only a skinny bald monk appeared with an ugly face. Huang Tian's slipperiness was beyond his expectation. If his junior was not arrested, he would have given up right now.

"Hey, that idiot will give me a blow!"

(End of this chapter)