Chapter 7
The prehistoric years don't count, and more than a thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, an ethereal voice resounded between heaven and earth.

"Three thousand years have passed, and I will open an altar to preach in Zixiao Palace, and all things in the world can come and listen to the sermon!"

Yes, this ethereal voice is exactly Hongjun.

In an instant, countless great powers in the prehistoric world turned into dazzling golden lights, shooting towards Zixiao Palace!

At the same time, Han Qiao and Nu Wa also rushed to Zixiao Palace.

Since Nuwa and Fuxi had already heard the preaching of Hongjun ancestor in Zixiao Palace, they were already familiar with the route, and in a short while, they took Han Qiao through countless chaos and arrived at Zixiao Palace.

I saw that the gate of Zixiao Palace, which was filled with the atmosphere of chaos, was closed tightly, and mysterious avenue runes were engraved on the extremely thick gate.On both sides of the gate are two Taoist boys, namely Haotian and Yaochi.

Except for the two Taoist boys, there are already many big bosses standing around Zixiao Palace.

They were Sanqing, Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun from the Monster Clan, Sanxiu Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi were also beside him.

Besides, Han Qiao saw some faces he didn't know.

The prehistoric bigwigs exuding a terrifying aura gathered together, those who knew each other talked and discussed, while those who didn't know each other stood floating in the void, silent.

Han Qiao found a special ascetic among these great men, who was a graceful and beautiful woman.

What's special about her is that she is out of tune with other bigwigs in the wild, and stands silently alone in a void.

The most important thing is that Han Qiao found that the eyes of the other prehistoric bosses looking at the beautiful woman were full of strangeness, especially Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun from the monster clan, and there was a killing intent in the depths of their eyes .

In addition, the aura exuding from this beautiful woman is even different from other big bosses.

"The woman you are paying attention to is the Houtu Ancestral Witch from the Witch Clan!" Nuwa said slowly after seeing Han Qiao's gaze.

In fact, even if Nuwa didn't explain, Han Qiao still had guesses in his mind.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan were transformed from the chaotic essence and blood of Pangu, the Creator God, and the Houtu Ancestral Witch was transformed from the last drop of Chaos Essence and Blood of Pangu God, and the chaotic aura exuding from his body is the purest.

Except for Houtu Ancestral Witch, the other Eleven Ancestral Witches have always only obeyed God Pan Gu, and did not worship Ancestor Hongjun as their teacher!

Later Tu Zuwu was completely opposite to other stubborn Zuwu. She wanted to break the confinement cultivation method of the Wu clan and create a new cultivation method for the primordial spirit for her own race.

And the preaching preached by Patriarch Hongjun is undoubtedly extremely beneficial to her creation of a new method of cultivating the primordial spirit.

Pity!The failure of the Houtu ancestor witch was already doomed.

Han Qiao couldn't help feeling a little pity in his heart.

Suddenly, there was an extremely cold snort from above the void.

Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes fell on Han Qiao, and a terrible cold light shone in the depths of his eyes. Zhou Shen's mana fluctuated crazily when he recalled the time he was beaten by Han Qiao before.

Seeing this, Han Qiao's eyes fell on Yuan Tianzun's body, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, his eyes were full of disdain.

"Do you feel that you have broken through to the peak of Da Luo Jinxian in 3000 years, which makes you feel that you have the confidence to be arrogant?"

Thinking of the breakthrough speed of Sanqing's cultivation base, Han Qiao was also a little surprised.

But this is also normal. After all, the original Tianzun and others were transformed from the chaotic primordial spirit of the creation god Pangu.

It is also normal for 3000 years to break through to the peak of Daluo Jinxian.

Seeing the change in Han Qiao's expression, Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't help turning livid, and the terrifying mana in his body was about to be swept out immediately.

Fortunately, Taiqing Laozi and Tongtian leader stopped Yuanshi Tianzun in time.

I knew very well in my heart that the three of them were able to break through to the peak of Daluo Jinxian in 3000 years, and Han Qiao's luck must not be much lower.

Yuanshi Tianzun could not defeat Han Qiao before, but now even if he breaks through to the peak of Da Luo Jinxian, he may not be Han Qiao's opponent.

"Fellow Daoist is so tough, don't you worry about karma?" Laozi's eyes fell on Han Qiao, and he said coldly.

"Hehe, looking at the prehistoric world, who can bring karma to Han? Even if it is karma, so what, at worst, Han can smash it himself!"

"If you want to make a move, hurry up! Don't push yourself like a turtle!"

Yuanshi Tianzun was furious when he heard the words, even the leader of Tongtian who wanted to stop him was livid.

This guy is too arrogant to take them seriously.

When Lao Tzu heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was neither happy nor sad.

"I hope Fellow Daoist can stand in front of me so strongly in the future!"

Seeing this, Han Qiao took a deep look at Lao Tzu, then showed a disdainful smile, and did not continue the discussion.

In the face of absolute power, no amount of verbal attacks would have the slightest effect.

This Taiqing Lao Tzu deserves to be the head of the Sanqing, and just this forbearance is extremely difficult.

Nuwa and Fuxi next to them couldn't help but chuckle secretly when they saw Han Qiao's father and the others being speechless.

Daoyou Han is indeed a man of great luck, and he is not even afraid of the Sanqing transformed by Pangu's chaotic primordial spirit.

But they also knew in their hearts that the reason why Han Qiao didn't take Sanqing and others seriously was because he possessed absolute strength.

In the face of the power of the quasi-sage realm, no amount of Daluo Jinxian's peak realm will have the slightest effect.

Seeing this, the other big bosses standing in the void had a strange look in their eyes and skills.

As we all know, Sanqing is the most powerful in the prehistoric world.

If not, how could Yuanshi Tianzun occupy half of the six chaotic futons opened in Zixiao Palace?

However, in front of Han Qiao, Yuanshi Tianzun and others repeatedly ran into a wall, and they still dared not speak out, which was enough to show that Han Qiao's strength was unfathomable.

"That fellow Taoist is really a god!"

"I don't know where that fellow daoist was born, is he a person of great luck?"

"In my opinion, Yuanshi Tianzun and those people are used to being arrogant, but they don't know that in the prehistoric world there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people!"

Seeing this, Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun, who had met Hanqiao before, looked at Yuanshi Tianzun, and their eyes were full of disdain.

However, the big boss Honghuang, who was not familiar with Hanqiao, had curiosity in his eyes.

And the same is true for the Houtu Ancestral Witch above the void.

The Wu clan in the prehistoric world has always believed that the Wu clan is the direct descendant of the creation god Pangu, and Sanqing and others also believe that they are the authentic blood of Pangu.

In other words, the Witch Clan and the Sanqing are at odds with each other.

(End of this chapter)

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