The Slaughter Demon Lord of the Wilderness

Chapter 9 Zixiao Palace opens
"The ancestor witch was transformed by the essence and blood of the father god, and it is indeed authentic!"

Seeing everyone watching, Sanqing's face froze, Yuanshi snorted coldly, turned his head away, Tongtian looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, there was a hint of competition in his eyes, and finally only Lao Tzu spoke indifferently.

"Hiss. Transformed by Pangu's essence and blood, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are as authentic as the Sanqing! No wonder, no wonder, the physical body is so powerful..."

As soon as Lao Tzu's words came out, everyone immediately started talking, and when they looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, their eyes were obviously even more fearful!

"Master, is this true? Transformed by Pangu's essence and blood, these 12 people..." Mosquito Taoist couldn't help but send a voice transmission to Minghe.

"Well. The Twelve Ancestral Witches are the essence and blood of Pangu. They are born with unparalleled physical strength, comparable to innate spiritual treasures, and have various supernatural powers. They can manipulate gold, wood, water, fire, earth, five elements, time and space, wind, rain, thunder, and so on! Don’t underestimate it!” Styx replied after hearing the words.

"Five elements? Time and space? And wind, rain, thunder and lightning? This..." Daoist Mosquito was shocked. Is it bad?

"Ah."

Styx nodded, "Ancestral witches are indeed powerful, but...everything has gains and losses, and they are not without weaknesses!"

"Weakness?" Daoist Mosquito's eyes lit up.

"That's right, the primordial spirits of the ancestral witches are very weak, and it can even be said that they have no primordial spirits. When the world first opened, they were eroded by the turbid air of the earth, and thus infected with evil spirits. God's way.

They are congenitally deficient, without great magic power, so it is naturally difficult for them to practice Taoism and understand their own fortunes and misfortunes.This... is their biggest weakness, almost cutting off the path of cultivation. "

Thinking of the Twelve Ancestral Witches who were all injured after the Lich War and disappeared between heaven and earth, Styx couldn't help but feel sad for them in his heart.

"I see."

Daoist Mosquito realized that the eyes he looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches had lost the fear they had before, and there was a hint of disdain.

Indeed, as Styx said, these twelve ancestor witches can be said to be natural tragedies, with no possibility of cultivating Taoism. In this prehistoric world where strength is the most important thing, even if they are Pangu authentic, so what?
Pangu is dead, everything still depends on strength, without strength, even surviving in the prehistoric is a problem.

"Don't underestimate them. As I said, there are gains and losses in everything, and there must be gains if there is a loss. The path of the ancestor Wu Yuanshen's cultivation is cut off, but also because of this, they can use the turbidity of the earth to specialize in the physical body. It will not be weaker than Yuanshen."

Seeing Taoist Mosquito's intention of belittling Zu Wu, Ming He couldn't help frowning slightly, and taught him a lesson.

"Yes, Master." Taoist Mosquito replied repeatedly.

The arrival of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was just an episode. Although everyone was jealous because of Pan Gu's authenticity, there was nothing wrong in front of the Saint Zixiao Palace at this time. Soon, everything returned to calm and everyone returned to the palace. Continue to meditate cross-legged in my own position, waiting for Zixiao Palace to open.

And the Twelve Ancestral Witches also found a place. As a powerful new gang, twelve people occupied one side, so naturally no one dared to go forward to provoke them.

Time passed, and gradually, fewer and fewer people arrived at Zixiao Palace, even Dijun and Taiyi, who had encountered a storm in the chaos before, also arrived. There might be a few lucky ones, but not many.

And this also means that the [-]-year period is approaching, and the Zixiao Palace will open!

"Bang!"

Finally, on this day, the door of Zixiao Palace opened, and two boys carved in powder and jade walked out of it, a man and a woman, both of them were graceful and celestial.

However, when everyone saw these two boys, they couldn't help but twitch their eyelids, "What? Da Luo Jinxian... These two gatekeeper boys are both Da Luo Jinxian's cultivation base..."

"Are you kidding us?"

Everyone's expressions changed, and some couldn't accept it. Although I knew Taoist Hongjun's cultivation was far superior to everyone's, there was no need to be so ruthless, right?The two boys have such powerful cultivation bases, so what about Hongjun?
Involuntarily, everyone became more enthusiastic about the sermon in Zixiao Palace, and all of them looked at the two boys with glowing eyes, like hungry wolves, which made the two boys unable to help being frightened , "What's the matter? These people... one by one, their eyes are so piercing!..."

"Haotian, Yaochi?!"

Ming He naturally saw it, and said softly in his mouth, the voice was very weak, even the Mosquito Taoist beside him could not hear clearly.His eyes were inexplicable, as he looked at the two future emperors and queens, thoughts flashed through his mind.

"Brothers, a hundred years has come. Teacher Hongjun is about to give a lecture on the Dao, but you can go in. However, no noise is allowed in Zixiao Palace!" At this time, the boy looked at the crowd and shouted.

"Come on!"

As soon as everyone heard this, they rushed in in a swarm, thinking of taking a seat close to the saint so that they could hear the sermon better.

And Styx was even more so. This time he came here to snatch a futon and a holy seat. When the boy's voice hadn't completely fallen, he flashed his figure and rushed in first.

"Heaven's holy place, there should be me!"

Styx's eyes are firm, gods block and kill gods, demons block and kill demons, no one can stop him!

"clang!"

However, Styx was still interrupted, someone shot to stop him, a small chaotic bell vibrated, and circles of ripples spread rapidly, ignoring the distance, and all the people present were frozen in one fell swoop.

"Three Treasures of Opening Heaven, Chaos Clock!"

Everyone was shocked. With their cultivation base, they were all frozen in place. Apart from this chaotic clock, they couldn't think of anything else?
"Taiyi, you are courting death!"

Styx was furious. Although the Chaos Clock was strong, but with the cultivation base of Taiyi, he could only hold the crowd for a moment. Styx roared and slashed out a blood-colored sword energy. There is almost no reservation, everyone can feel the horror of this sword's full blow from the ultimate powerhouse in the Daluo Jinxian Realm.

Although Tai Yi was targeting everyone and not targeting him alone, Styx still couldn't suppress his anger. Just because of this moment, he lost the opportunity. At this time, everyone was pulled back to the same starting line.

"Wow!"

The bloody sword was like a flower, and with the anger of an extremely strong man in the Daluo Jinxian realm, he went straight to Taiyi.

"Pfft!"

Without any accidents, Tai Yi was hit by a sword in his chest, and a huge wound was cut out, gushing blood was sprayed out, and he was even sent flying out to an unknown distance, crashing into the distant chaos, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

"Taiyi!"

Di Jun in a star robe was startled and angry. At this time, he didn't care about other things. He hurriedly chased in the direction where Tai Yi flew out. This chaos is a dangerous place, and the sword of Styx is so terrifying. It has already cut Tai Yi into pieces. If he is unlucky and encounters any danger, Tai Yi will definitely die in the chaos.

(End of this chapter)