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

Chapter 41: The great power of the prehistoric times is astonishing, and the ancestral witch practices earth evil!
How terrifying it is that twelve ancestral witches have become quasi-sages together in a hundred years.

When Fusang became a quasi-sage, I and the three of them concealed Fusang's secrets and set up a barrier to protect him.

But when it comes to the ancestral witches, they won't hide it at all, as if they want all sentient beings to know that their ancestral witches have broken through to the quasi-sage!
For a moment, with Buzhou Mountain as the center, a strong earth evil spirit accompanied by the special aura of the ancestral witches made countless powerful people in the world frown...

The Demon Court, Donghuang Taiyi, and Emperor Jun all looked ugly at the moment. They never thought that Fusang's visit to the Witch Clan would trigger so many chain reactions!
Twelve quasi-sages!They are still ancestral witches. Their ancestral witches are so powerful. Now that they have broken through to the quasi-sage, they, the demon clan, are still fooling around!

"Brother, the situation is not good. Why did these twelve ancestral witches suddenly break through to the quasi-sage level?
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches do not have souls, so they will not have spiritual treasures, and they will not be able to kill corpses.

How did they become quasi-sages! "

Donghuang Taiyi seemed a little anxious at the moment. The friction between the Demon Clan and the Witch Clan has been getting bigger and bigger in recent years.

Especially in the past few thousand years, Donghuang and Dijun relied on their quasi-sage cultivation and did not care about the feelings of the Wu clan, and have always suppressed the Wu clan.

You must know that in addition to their two brothers, the Demon Clan now also has the Demon Clan's Emperor Master Kunpeng, Ancestor Kunpeng, Emperor Xi Fuxi, and four quasi-sage powers.

Although Nuwa's attitude was wavering, with the addition of Fuxi, Emperor Dong and Jun were not afraid that Nuwa would not take action at the critical moment.

I thought that facing the Witch Clan, they, the Demon Clan, were already confident of victory. They only needed to continue to accumulate strength. When the Demon Clan had a few more quasi-sage powers, and their strength improved further, they would completely eradicate the Witch Clan.

It now appears that this plan is bankrupt.

Twelve quasi-saint-level ancestral witches can kill their brothers with just one punch...

Di Jun's expression at the moment was not much better. When he thought of Fusang, an unknown fire burned crazily in his heart.

"Taiyi, the changes in the witch clan are really something we didn't expect. The twelve ancestral witches have become quasi-sages together. It's really a big deal.

In addition, there is Taoist Fusang!

As soon as this guy shows up, nothing good will happen. If he hadn't gone to the witch clan this time, those ancestral witches would have struggled to achieve quasi-sage status in the years and years of the monkey.

Hey!
If I had known this earlier, I would have killed this guy first no matter what I said! "

Dong Huang also sighed slightly.

In addition to the twelve quasi-saint-level ancestral witches, there might also be Sanqing involved.

If it really develops to that point, their demon clan will really be unable to resist...

"That's all, brother, it's already like this. It's useless to say more. For the current plan, the key is to stabilize the Wu clan first and prevent them from having a chance to attack.

In addition, we should also talk to the Fuxi and Nuwa brothers and sisters, as well as Kunpeng and the ten demon saints! "

"Shan! Taiyi, this is all we can do. I hope the Third Lecture of Zixiao Palace can give us something to look forward to!"

Di Jun shook his head and stopped thinking so much. After all, the reality was already like this, and it was useless to think too much.

In Kunlun Mountain, I and the others also sensed the sensation in Buzhou Mountain.

I nodded, looked at Tongtian and Yuan Tianzun sitting cross-legged on the left and right, and couldn't help but say: "With this posture in Buzhou Mountain, it seems that the twelve ancestral witches have become quasi-sages!"

Regarding this matter, I also had some speculations in my mind. During the last battle between Fusang and Zhurong Houtu Xuanming, I and the others knew that Fusang went to the Wu clan after leaving Kunlun Mountain.

But now, the twelve ancestral witches have become quasi-sages. I feel the strangeness of the twelve ancestral witches, and I also understand that their ability to become quasi-sages is probably inseparable from my nephew.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches have no soul. This is something that all living beings in the ancient world know.

As for the method of becoming a quasi-sage, apart from the corpse-killing method taught by Hongjun Daozu Zixiao Palace II, I only know that Fusang has a way to break through the quasi-sage without killing the corpse.

Therefore, besides Fusang, what other reasons could cause the twelve ancestral witches to break through together?

However, knowing that I know it, I will not take the initiative to say it. I am also a little confused about my nephew, but I don't have any bad thoughts about Fusang.

After all, Fuso was so powerful that it was their Sanqing’s reputation that gained them!
The original Tianzun was also very interested when he heard his elder brother mention the fact that the ancestral witches had become quasi-sages. "Brother, isn't this normal? The twelve ancestral witches, several Yuan Hui ago ago, are not weaker than any of us in the Three Pure Ones.

Breaking through to the Quasi-Saint now is just accumulated, it's no big deal. They are a bunch of barbarians who can't achieve big things, so it's nothing to worry about.

But it is strange to say that the twelve ancestral witches broke through to the quasi-sage together, which is surprising.

Why!Master Nephew Fusang really brings his own luck. You see, when you go to the witch clan, you can also bring this kind of luck to the ancestral shamans. Tsk tsk tsk, but he just doesn’t know how to respect teachers. Otherwise, Master Nephew Fusang It’s really perfect! "

The corner of Tongtian's mouth twitched, "You just can't get over that incident, right? It's been two or three thousand years, why haven't you forgotten it?"
Although he was not very happy in his heart, Tongtian was not really angry at his cheap disciple. After all, he was not such a petty person.

"Eldest brother, second brother, the twelve ancestral witches have become quasi-sages. Speaking of which, the people who should be concerned and worried are not Sanqing and I.

Presumably at this moment, the two brothers Dong Emperor Jun in the Demon Court should be suffering like ants on a hot pot! "

"Hahaha! What the third brother said is true. Brother Dong Emperor Jun has not been very friendly to the Witch Clan for thousands of years. He wants to eradicate the Witch Clan and become the overlord of the ancient world. Now it seems that it is not only a wishful thinking, but also a wishful thinking. If you offend the Witch Clan, it won't be easy to get over.

I'm afraid their brothers are quite busy! "

The original Tianzun was a little gloating about his misfortune. Who told him that he was also displeased with Brother Jun, the Emperor of the East?

Seeing my two brothers talking to each other, they began to discuss how Dong Huangdi Jun's brother would be beaten and kicked by the ancestral witches, but I didn't interrupt.

There was something complicated in his heart. He didn't care about those things. At this moment, he suddenly wanted to know Fusang's method to become a quasi-sage!
Compared with the shock that the Twelve Ancestral Witches' achievement of quasi-sage brought to the powerful people in the ancient world, Fusang didn't know this.

At this moment, the twelve ancestral witches gathered together again.

The auras coming out of each body made the six-eared macaque's hair explode, and it was so frightened that it became a little overwhelmed.

If he hadn't seen his master and some scary big men, Hou Tu Xuanming and the others knew each other, and they were talking and laughing.

The six-eared macaques all wondered if they were hallucinating.

"Fellow Taoist Fusang! We haven't seen each other for more than 2000 years, but the splendor of Taoist Fusang remains the same!"

Tsk tsk tsk, fellow Taoist’s cultivation and talent are really rare in the world! "

As soon as they met, Zhu Rong immediately boasted about Fusang, and he was so grateful that he wanted to praise Fusang to the sky immediately.

"Pfft! Third brother Zhu Rong, I didn't expect that today our third brother Zhu Rong actually invited a fight without even meeting him.

This is a rare sight. Could it be that the third brother Zhu Rong has changed his gender? "

"Hahaha! Sister Houtu, don't say it, it's really like that!"

Gonggong also imitated Hou Tu's tone and started teasing Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong is not angry either. He only has Fusang in his eyes at this moment. He has such a feeling of admiration that even their eldest brother Di Jiang has not allowed Zhu Rong to treat him like this.

Fusang didn't know what to do either. This Zhu Rong was so effeminate. What's the matter? He just broke through to the quasi-sage. He couldn't really change his gender as Hou Tu said, right?
Fuso quickly put all these messy things in his mind behind him, and Fusang was also frightened for a while.

After taking a few steps back, Fusang felt relieved.

Afterwards, several people did not continue to discuss this issue. Zhu Rong just felt that he wanted to praise Fusang.

He was still himself, and sure enough, after a while, this guy's true colors were revealed.

He directly dragged Gonggong to try out the power of a quasi-saint-level body.

Fusang can only say that he is very ancestral witch...

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