Honghuang: I am the Fusang Sacred Tree, and I am the leader of Jiejiao

Chapter 38: Wandering into Pangu’s heart by mistake, Fusang gained fortune!

Soon, several other ancestral witches gathered around. Looking at Fusang's expression that had not changed at all, fighting spirit surged in their hearts.

However, even Di Jiang was surprised when he thought that Fusang could easily deal with Houtu Zhurong and Xuanming's three brothers and sisters in a one-on-one battle.

Seeing that all the twelve ancestral shamans have arrived, Fusang also bowed his head slightly: "I am a poor Taoist, Fusang, who studied under Kunlun Mountain Tongtian Taoist. I came to the Wu clan today. I am lucky to be able to meet all the ancestral shamans. Fellow Taoists, Fusang is polite. !”

Seeing this, the eight ancestral wizards who arrived did not show off and were joking. Fusang's strength was on display here.

"Hahaha! Fellow Taoist Fusang, you don't have to be polite. Our Wu Clan allows Fellow Taoist Fusang to visit us. It is indeed a great event for the Wu Clan."

Di Jiang smiled slightly and treated Fusang politely.

The other ancestral witches had nothing to say, and all smiled and showed their kindness. After all, Di Jiang still had quite a reputation in the witch clan.

Nodding, Fuso was not polite.

However, just when Di Jiang was about to invite Fusang to visit the Wu Clan, he heard a strange sound in Pangu Hall!

thump...thump...

Every time the sound sounded, Fusang felt a little uneasy.

Just when everyone was a little confused, they saw a terrifying aura suddenly coming from the depths of Pangu Palace.

With a swish, Fusang's entire body disappeared into the depths of Pangu Palace. The speed was really too fast, as if the distance in space had been spanned, and the ancestral witches were a little unable to react.

"Pangu Temple!"

"That powerful Fusang actually entered the depths of Pangu Palace by himself?"

The ancestral witches exclaimed, with incredible expressions on their faces.

"Pangu Deep Palace glowed just now, is there any accident?"

Zhu Rong's face looked a little ugly. He was worried about the depths of Pangu Palace.

Hou Tu was also a little worried. She was an ancestral witch and felt uneasy about the anomaly in Pangu Hall, but she was also a little worried about Fusang.

"Come on, let's go into Pangu Hall and have a look!"

Di Jiang's face darkened. The sudden change in Pangu Palace was beyond his expectation.

When Di Jiang Zhurong and Qiang Liang entered the depths of Pangu Hall, they found that Fusang was not inside Pangu Hall.

"Fellow Taoist Fusang has entered the deepest part of Pangu Hall..."

Hou Tu looked at Di Jiang.

The ancestral witches were really silent now.

The deepest part of Pangu Palace, which is the core inheritance place of Father God's heart, only Di Jiang, the leader of the ancestral witches, can barely enter, and he has to take some risks.

"Brother, do you want us to join forces and break in together?" Zhu Rong was a little worried about Pangu Palace and couldn't help but ask.

"No."

Di Jiang thought for a while, slowly shook his head, and said: "Pangu Temple was transformed from the heart of God Father. It is of great importance. We must not force our way in."

Then the ancestral witches looked into the dark depths of Pangu Palace and fell into silence.

They really couldn't figure out why they, the ancestral witches who were inherited by the Father God, couldn't easily enter the depths of Pangu Temple, but why did Fusang, an innate spirit who had just come to Pangu Temple, get in?
……

Fusang didn't know what the ancestral witches were thinking at this time.

He felt as if he had transcended time and space. When he came to his senses the next moment, he was already in a dark and unclear place with dots of light all around.

"This is the Pangu Palace deep in the heart of Pangu!"

"Is this the Kaitian mark in my mind that brought me here?"

Fuso raised his eyes and understood immediately.

No wonder he felt like this when he was outside Pangu Hall just now.

Suddenly, Fuso felt as if lava was flowing in her body, as if nine huge volcanoes exploded deep in her heart, and the dark surroundings also glowed with light.

"This is the remaining power of Pangu's hard work."

Fusang raised his head, his body emitting endless brilliant light.

Although Fusang strengthened his physical body through the yin and yang qi, there was still some hidden power that had not been unleashed. After this stimulation in Pangu Palace, all those hidden powers exploded.

There were streams of heat rolling through his body, and Pangu's blood was constantly flushing his body, making his body stronger.

Flesh, bones, fascia, blood vessels, hair, and teeth are all changing.

"It feels a little uncomfortable..."

Fuso's consciousness was in a semi-fuzzy state, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart.

At this time, he suddenly felt a tremor, and he was in a trance. He actually left Pangu Palace and appeared in a gray space.

There was only one man in the space with disheveled hair, holding a giant axe, tall and strong, with bronze muscles exposed piece by piece, and his whole body was full of the aura of the avenue.

Pangu!

At just the first glance, this man's name popped into Fusang's mind.

That's right, the man in front of you is definitely Pangu!
The god who cut through chaos and created the prehistoric world!

Pangu didn't look at Fusang. He slowly raised the giant ax in his hand, and then slowly chopped it down one by one.

The speed was very slow at first, but then it seemed to be getting faster and faster. Fusang looked at it and could no longer tell the speed. In his eyes, he could only see the giant ax that kept crossing the chaos, and the axes that fell into the chaos. mark.

"Drink!" Pangu in front of him suddenly yelled.

Boom.

Fusang felt that his eyes suddenly exploded. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was still in Pangu Hall. There was neither Chaos nor Pangu in front of him.

But Fuso knew that what just happened was not an illusion, but something that really happened.

"Pangu Nine Styles! Nine Revolutions Mysterious Gong!"

Fusang felt a little drowsy before his eyes. He slowly calmed down, and the scattered ax marks in his mind finally formed a set of attack and killing methods. These were Pangu's Nine Styles used to open the sky.

The ax technique that once killed countless chaotic creatures, killed three thousand chaotic demon gods, and opened up the ancient world.

In addition, there is a method dedicated to cultivating physical magic power!

"Pangu Nine Styles are the core inheritance deep in Pangu Palace. I didn't expect that I would get them."

Fusang murmured to himself, but he couldn't hide his excitement.

This is natural, after all, this is a legacy from Pangu.

In fact, Fusang knew that Pangu's Nine Styles were unparalleled in terms of physical attack and death, and that sheer dominance by force was an attack and killing technique suitable for the ancestral witches. Of course, this was also suitable for Fusang.

Zu Wuqiang is not only physically powerful, but also has outstanding fighting skills and attack capabilities. If he doesn't do anything, he is just a living target, and Zu Wu is obviously not a vegetarian.

In fact, Zhu Rong and the others suffered a bit when they competed with Fusang just now. They were only competing purely on physical strength. Zhu Rong and the other three did not use their origins and magical powers, nor did they use any attack and killing techniques to truly fight for their lives. Fusang only showed a slight improvement in physical strength. Just suppressed Zhu Rong and the others.

But it's different now. When he arrived at Pangu Hall, Pangu's hard work was completely melted away and completely integrated into Xiao Yi's body, making his body foundation extremely strong.

Coupled with the Pangu Nine Styles, Fuso is now completely better than his former self in every aspect.

Fuso has a simple understanding and comprehensive evaluation of his current strength.

"God Pangu is really powerful. I have now fully mastered the physical strength comparable to that of an ancestral witch who has reached the quasi-sage realm. However, of the nine Pangu moves inherited by Pangu, I have only mastered the first three moves now."

"God Pangu is truly worthy of being the god who truly cuts through chaos."

Fusang felt his current strength carefully and sighed in his heart.

He is now a quasi-sage, and he already feels very mysterious about Pangu's three movements that he has mastered. He really doesn't know how powerful Pangu's nine movements are, and how terrifying it would be if Pangu used these nine movements with all his strength. .

"It's almost time to go out!"

Fusang looked around, and a burst of bright light erupted from his body. When he appeared again, he had already appeared in the main hall outside Pangu Hall.

The ancestral wizards are all here, and they whisper to each other from time to time, as if Zhu Rong and the others are quite impatient and want to rush in immediately.

"Fellow Taoist Fuso!"

"Fellow Taoist Fusang, you finally came out!"

Seeing Fusang appear, the ancestral witches breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fellow Taoist Fusang, how can you enter Pangu Hall?"

Di Jiang strode over, his tone was serious, and the expression on his face was quite solemn.

The other ancestral witches also looked at Fusang, even Hou Tu.

After all, this is the Pangu Palace, the real support and foundation of the witch clan. Fusang suddenly entered the depths of the Pangu Palace and the ancestral witches couldn't help but feel nervous.

"I do not know either."

Fuso shook his head. Of course he would not tell the truth as if he was stupid. The best thing in this situation is to know nothing.

"As soon as I came to Pangu Palace, I felt very close to you. I seemed to have entered a chaotic place. I will see you when I emerge again."

Fuso said.

"Fuso's aura has become stronger again!"

Zhu Rong and the others had fought against Fusang, and they immediately discovered that there was something wrong with Fusang's aura.

"His aura is somewhat similar to mine, but completely different..."

The ancestral wizard Xuanming looked at Fusang with his eyes.

"I didn't expect that Fusang Daoyouyou would be so destined to our Wu Clan."

Di Jiang laughed out loud.

I'm afraid only Di Jiang himself knows what Di Jiang is thinking at this moment.

No matter what the reason was for Fusang, whether it was a coincidence or intentional, it was already a fact that Fusang entered the heart of Pangu at this moment.

No matter how much Di Jiang and the others didn't want to see this scene, they were helpless.

At this moment, after Fusang came out, he actually had a trace of the aura of the ancestral shaman in it. It was not difficult for Dijiang to guess that Fusang had most likely obtained the blood essence of Pangu's father!

And Fuso's strength is unfathomable, definitely at the quasi-sage level!

The physical body is also stronger than their ancestral witches. Even if Dijiang and the twelve ancestral witches attack together, there is no 100% certainty that Fusang can be left behind.

After all, their Twelve Ancestral Witches have not yet broken through to the Quasi-Saint...

Fusang looked at the smiling faces of Di Jiang and several other ancestral witches, and knew that he would definitely make the ancestral witches dissatisfied.

However, with what happened today, Fusang can be considered to have formed a karmic relationship with the Wu clan...

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