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Chapter 15 You... are not qualified enough

But the Houtu Ancestral Witch next to him waved his hand when he saw this, "No!"

"Huh? Why did sister Houtu say that?"

Houtu Ancestral Witch smiled slightly and said again.

"If Uncle Feng's words are true, the Da Ming Peacock King has broken through to the Da Luo Jinxian, such a state is already a good existence in the prehistoric world, but it is used as a mount by others, which is enough to show that the master of the Da Ming Peacock King is powerful. What a horror!"

"Now that our witch clan is waiting for success, we must not provoke such a powerful enemy, and the opponent has not killed them all. When will the injustice be repaid, I think it's better to forget it!"

The rest of the ancestor witches couldn't help frowning when they heard the words.

The hot-tempered Zhu Rong even made a dissatisfied voice, "Sister Houtu, you are too soft-hearted, even if that person is strong, so what? Now that the 12 of us have reached the quasi-sage realm, why should we be afraid of him? Woolen cloth?"

"If even the great witch who bullied our clan is sitting idly by, then how can our witch clan have the right to rule the entire prehistoric world?"

"That's right! This matter must not be left as it is! I know that you are too kind, sister Houtu, so we can handle this matter!" Tian Wu Zuwu, who had been silent for a long time, said.

Feng Bo belongs to the Tianwu tribe under his jurisdiction, so naturally he will not let his subordinates be bullied.

Di Jiang, who has always been extremely calm, even spoke up just in case.

"Since the other party is able to subdue the Great Ming Peacock King, it seems that the strength is really good. If the other party is willing to hand over the Great Ming Peacock King, we Wu Clan can expose this matter, otherwise..."

"That's the enemy of our witch clan! By the way, just in case, Tian Wu, you and Zhu Rong will solve this matter yourself!"

Seeing that his eldest brother had made a decision, Hou Tu couldn't help shaking his head helplessly.

If that person is unwilling to hand over the Great Ming Peacock King, he may not escape this calamity...

After all, the strength of the twelve ancestor witches has broken through to the realm of quasi-sages. In the vast prehistoric world, they can be said to be invincible existences under saints, let alone two quasi-sages joining forces at the same time.

Tian Wu Zuwu and Zhu Rong Zuwu nodded their heads when they heard the words, and then they stepped on their feet and disappeared suddenly.

Tianwu Zuwu has mastered the most extreme law of chaotic wind in the world. In terms of speed, except for saints, no other ascetics can match him.

However, Zhu Rong, who practiced the law of chaotic fire, was much slower, and hurriedly chased after Tianwu Zuwu.

"Tian Wu, wait for me, boy!"

……

At the same time, Han Qiao, who was sitting on the back of the Great Ming Peacock King, suddenly twitched his eyelids, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"stop!"

Immediately, Han Qiao told Kong Hao to stop.

At the same time, a system voice sounded in Han Qiao's mind.

"Ding! It is detected that among the twelve ancestor witches, the Tianwu ancestor witch and the Zhu Rong ancestor witch are rushing towards the host. The target is to kill the host Kong Hao, the host, please make a choice!"

"Option [-]: Let Tian Wu Zuwu and Zhu Rong Zuwu kill Kong Hao, and you can get a drop of Pan Gu's chaotic blood!"

"Option 300: Use words to persuade Tianwu Zuwu and Zhurong Zuwu to resolve the grievances between Kong Hao and the Wu clan, and you can get [-] million merits!"

"Option [-]: Force the Tianwu Zuwu and Zhurong Zuwu to retreat, and you can get the Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Banner (Note: This is the best innate treasure!)"

Seeing this, Han Qiao chose the third one without any hesitation.

What kind of international joke is it, isn't it just a drop of Pan Gu's chaotic blood?What's the big deal?If Tian Wu Zuwu and Zhu Rong Zuwu really killed his mount in front of his face, then what face would he have in the prehistoric world?

As for the second choice given by the system, Han Qiao was even more amused. In the prehistoric world, strength is always the most important thing, so how could there be a cultivator who would listen to your reasoning.

The most important thing is that Han Qiao also wants to try his own physical strength, and the Wu Clan is undoubtedly the best opponent.

The Great Desolation Neijing he practiced is a heaven-defying technique that cultivates both the soul and the body.

The colorful brilliance emanating from the prehistoric small world in the dantian tempers his body all the time. If the prehistoric small world evolves into the prehistoric middle world, he can rival the innate treasure only by relying on the strength of his body.

After all, where is the power of the body tempered by the power of the world so weak?

Afterwards, Han Qiao unhurriedly sat cross-legged on Daming Peacock King's back, waiting for the arrival of Tianwu Zuwu and Zhurong Zuwu.

Although Kong Hao had some doubts about Han Qiao's behavior, but his current identity was just a mount, so how dare he question his master's decision?
Three days later!
In the world where Han Qiao was, two extremely terrifying auras suddenly appeared.

At the same time, Han Qiao slowly opened his closed eyes.

However, compared with Han Qiao's calmness, Kong Hao's eyes showed fear.

Because he clearly sensed that these two auras came from the Wu Clan, and the aura was powerful enough to destroy the world. Among the Wu Clan, only the legendary Twelve Ancestral Witches could possess such terrifying power.

At this moment, he finally understood that Han Qiao would make the decision to tell him to stop because of you!
For a moment, while Kong Hao was full of fear of Zu Wu, he was also full of awe of Han Qiao.

Han Qiao had noticed Zu Wu's movements three days ago, which was enough to show how terrifying Han Qiao's strength was.

However, as soon as Tian Wu Zuwu and Zhu Rong Zuwu appeared, they said something that almost scared Kong Hao's heart out.

"Fellow Daoist, your mount, the Peacock King of Ming Dynasty, has injured Uncle Feng of our tribe. As long as you hand over the Peacock King of Ming Dynasty, our Wu Clan can expose this matter!"

When Kong Hao above the void heard the words, his heart almost burst out of fright, his whole body couldn't stop trembling crazily, and his heart was full of fear.

After all, he had just become Han Qiao's mount not long ago. Facing such a tyrannical enemy as the two ancestors of the Wu clan, Han Qiao had a great possibility to throw him out directly.

What awaits him... can only be death.

Han Qiao sensed Kong Hao's fear, smiled and patted him on the head, "Don't panic!"

After saying this, Han Qiao stepped slightly, and suddenly appeared in front of Tianwu Zuwu and Zhurong Zuwu.

At the same time, Han Qiao's indifferent voice resounded throughout the sky.

"Only you... are not qualified!"

(End of this chapter)