Chapter 28 Houtu takes the initiative to send Cultivation Technique!

“If the eldest brother is just like this, we don’t have any opinion.”

Di Jiang and the other ancestor witches glanced at each other, and both converged the Killing intent, and at the same time looked at Tongtian apologetically.

“Then you can get out of it now.”

With a smile on Tongtian’s face, he is now discovering more and more that the identity of the descendant of Pangu god-tier is so good in the Primordial Continent.

If you have other identities, you will have to fight a fierce battle if you want to get Blood Essence from the Twelve Ancestor Witch.

The Twelve Ancestor Witch made a way, let the sky pass, and walked towards the blood pool.



The closer he gets to the blood pool, the more he feels an immense coercion, which seems to be able to suppress everywhere.

There is also the sonorous and powerful heartbeat, like the sound of a great road, which can shatter all ghosts and ghosts!

However, Tongtian was transformed by Pangu’s primordial spirit, and had a natural affinity with Pangu’s heart, ignoring coercion and walked to the blood pool.

He sits in the Lotus Position, his ten fingers are flying, making countless mysterious handprints, turning them into golden magic arts, like a golden dragon, flying towards Pangu’s heart.

“Come to the poor!” Tongtian yelled in a low voice.

The golden dragon sucked water, opened his blood basin, and issued infinite suction, madly absorbing the blood flowing out of Pangu’s heart.

The blood enters the golden dragon’s abdomen, condenses and compresses, and releases unlimited blood.

After about ten breaths of time, Tongtian controlled the Golden Dragon, stopped absorbing, and flew back in front of him.

With a smile on his face, Tong Tian stretched out his right palm.

Yin!

The golden dragon raised his head, let out a dragon chant, lowered his head, and spit out a fist-sized golden blood bead.

This is the Blood Essence of Pangu god-tier!

After vomiting the blood bead, the golden dragon collapsed.

“That’s it!”

An arc formed at the corner of Tongtian’s mouth, and he held the golden blood bead in his hand.

As long as his blood bead is refined, he can cultivate Pangu’s true body.

At that time, he will be able to break through the physical limit and advance to Realm, the ultimate Lingbao! Don’t even need to be afraid of the quasi saint!



He can’t wait any longer.

“Thank you for your accomplishment, my brothers and sisters, I won’t bother you much.”

Tongtian got up immediately, and Chao Dijiang and others cupped hands to bid farewell.

Cultivation is definitely necessary, but he will never cultivate in the Pangu Hall in front of the twelve ancestor witches. He doesn’t have that habit.

The face of the Twelve Ancestor Witch couldn’t help showing a touch of shame. Seeing that Tongtian was really just taking a drop of Blood Essence, they knew that they had misunderstood Tongtian.

In their opinion, Tongtian must be dissatisfied with them in such a hurry.

As a result, they were anxious.

Zu Wu has a strong temperament, and the same bold personality.

The enemy came with a big stick to serve, and a friend came with a good drink.

If it was because of them that the big brother Tongtian was forced away, they would really be ashamed to death.

“Brother wait a minute!” Houtu suddenly said.

Her voice was like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley, it was really nice. In just two words, it feels like the ear is pregnant.

“Oh? What’s the matter with Sister Houtu?”

Tongtian stopped and turned around, looking at Houtu.

“Brother is a rare encounter with us, why not stay a moment?” Houtu said softly.

Tongtian couldn’t help but smiled and said: “The catastrophe is approaching, and the poor Dao is still eager to practice breakthrough, so I don’t want to bother too much, and I will get together again next time.”

The so-called catastrophe is a crisis and an opportunity.

He is not worried about falling in the catastrophe, but he wants to reap more benefits in the catastrophe.

Well, just the middle stage Realm is definitely not enough.

Only the stronger the cultivation, the more benefits he can get!

“Big brother wants to use Blood Essence cultivation of the flesh?” Houtu asked.

“It’s true.”

Tong Tian nodded and admitted that there was nothing to hide.

Houtu bowed his eyebrows and nodded for a moment, and suddenly said with a firm tone: “Our ancestor witch specializes in cultivating the flesh, and the Father God also inherits a cultivation Cultivation Technique. If the eldest brother doesn’t dislike it, you can take it as a reference and be regarded as our siblings. A heart.”

Knowing that Tongtian could not be retained, she used Cultivation Technique to express their apologies.

Dijiang and other ancestor witches couldn’t help but stay, but they didn’t expect Houtu to say such things suddenly.

However, they did not object, but agreed with all their faces, hoping that Tongtian would accept it.

If it is another cultivator, they will definitely not give it, but Tongtian and them are both descendants of Father Pangu, and everyone is their own!

Seeing this in the sky, the smile in the corner of his eyes couldn’t help but thicken.

“If that’s the case, it’s better to be respectful than poor Dao!”

Don’t take advantage of it, the tortoise bastard!

The twelve ancestor witches took the initiative to send Cultivation Technique to the door, and he had to refuse, it was simply stupid.

After all, when it comes to physical training, the Twelve Ancestor Witch is the most professional!

Although this Cultivation Technique may not be completely suitable for him, he can be used as a reference to deduce a Cultivation Technique that is most suitable for him.

He had already figured out the name of the Cultivation Technique that he came up with, and it was called Nine Cycles Xuan Gong!

Well, nothing wrong!

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