Honghuang: The Start Of The Game Starts With The Sign-In At The Nuwa Bedroom

Chapter 384

Facts have proved more than once that these gods in the prehistoric not only don’t speak much reason, but also don’t even speak physics.

If this drop of Blood Essence left by Pangu god-tier falls into the hands of someone with a heart, I don’t know what a great disaster it will cause.

There is no need to say how many prehistoric creatures died, and it may even cause an immeasurable calamity.

Pangu is the highest god-tier in Realm in history, not only surpassing Heavenly Dao, but also surpassing the Dao, second only to the existence of the Dao.

If his drop of Blood Essence is used well, it would be impossible to re-open the world, but it would have caused great harm to the current prehistoric times.

But that is the best example.

After hearing Di Jiang’s description, Chen Xuan was silent for a while: “Then have you sent someone to search the vicinity of Chenxi City?”

“This is of course there. We have sent a few great witches to search for thousands of miles around the city of Dawn, but found nothing. Now we are asking them to continue searching, and the scope will be expanded.”

“When was this drop of Blood Essence discovered missing?”

“It’s today.”

Di Jiang replied with certainty: “Because the sisters of Houtu came back, and the twelve ancestor witches gathered together, we opened the core area of ​​Pangu Hall and sorted it out. At that time, the Blood Essence left by the Father God returned It’s a decent consecration in the hall.”

Hou Tu also said: “Husband, it is like this. Yesterday I saw the Father’s Blood Essence with my own eyes. There is nothing suspicious.”

The Witch family has always regarded itself as the authentic Pangu, and it is naturally extremely important to look at the Blood Essence left by the Father God. The core area dedicated to the Blood Essence can only be opened when the twelve ancestor witches gather.

Yesterday, in order to prepare for the sacrificial ceremony, Dijiang and other Twelve Ancestor Witches specially opened the core area and arranged it.

But early this morning, Xuan Ming, who was in charge of the rotation, was found lying outside the gate, unconscious.

The door was wide open, and the Pangu Blood Essence enshrined in it disappeared without a trace.

Di Jiang and the others were naturally furious. They immediately gathered their hands and searched the vicinity of Dawn City. They wanted to find clues, but unfortunately they didn’t find the slightest.

Nuwa and others also offered to help, but they were unanimously rejected by Dijiang and others, including all the Wu tribe people including Houtu——

The loss of the Father God Blood Essence is already embarrassing enough. If you have to rely on the power of outsiders to retrieve it, then the Wu Clan will no longer have a foothold in the predicament in the future.

Nuwa and others are considered outsiders, but Chen Xuan is not counted-if it comes up, he is still the son-in-law of the Witch Clan, so he is naturally classified as his own.

Moreover, Chen Xuan’s status is high enough that Pangu may be resurrected to suppress him, and if he is asked to help, Dijiang and others will naturally not have so many taboos.

“So, Dijiang and others want to ask senior to help them find the Father Blood Essence.”

Chen Xuan naturally agreed to his request: “Don’t worry, Dage, the affairs of the Wu clan are mine, and I will naturally not stand idly by.”

After listening to the one next to him, my mind was full of thoughts: You are obviously the demon master of the demon clan, but you hardly pay attention to the affairs of the demon clan, but you do not know anything about the witch clan. sad?

Where are you from?

But Kunpeng felt even more chill when he heard this: Why did the ancestors take such care of the Witch tribe, but they were so indifferent to the own relatives?The more he thought about it, the more he was dissatisfied, but his confidence in betraying Chen Xuan became firmer.

Without thinking about it, Chen Xuan knew what they were thinking about. It’s just that finding Pangu Blood Essence now is the most important thing. You can just let go of other little things.

Chen Xuan tried to calculate the secret secret, but found that the secret secret had been messed up by people, like a mess, and it was impossible to find out the whereabouts of the murderer who stole Pangu Blood Essence.

In this case, it can only use some dumb methods.

After thinking about it, he said to Di Jiang, “Can you take me to the scene to see it?”

Dijiang hesitated a little. The core area of ​​Pangu Hall has been the most sacred place for the Wu clan since ancient times. Only twelve ancestral witches can get in, even if there is less than one.

Not to mention the great witches, who can only guard outside the gate, whoever dares to enter will undoubtedly die.

But now that the Father God Blood Essence has been lost, it seems a bit out of place to cling to such rules.

Chen Xuan saw his concerns, so he said softly, “I know this will make Dage very embarrassed, but the most important thing now is to get back the Blood Essence of Pangu god-tier. The other things are simply not worth mentioning. Do things urgently.”

Di Jiang naturally knew this truth too. He gritted his teeth and turned to one side: “Di Jiang understands, senior please come with me.”

Chen Xuan led Nuwa, Daddy and others behind Dijiang to Pangu Hall.

“Senior, this is the place where the Father God Blood Essence is enshrined.”

Chen Xuan looked at the Sacred Land of the witch clan and found that there was only one way to enter and exit, and there was an ancestor witch who took turns guarding here every day. It was even more difficult for ordinary people to break in.

Not to mention being able to hide it from everyone and steal Pangu Blood Essence unknowingly.

However, Chen Xuan knew a few people with such abilities.

The first one is naturally he himself, as well as Dao Zu Hongjun and Sage Nuwa-but they all have such abilities, it is impossible to steal Pangu Blood Essence.

There is also a suspicious person, that is the devil ancestor Luo Hu.

Of course, Chen Xuan was only skeptical, and he could not be sure that Luohu’s primordial spirit still existed as a fish slipping through the net in this predicament.

Since the elimination of a large number of Luohu’s primordial avatars, the entire prehistoric land has almost been mobilized. Any suspicious place can be reported to the Yaozu, and then the Yaozu will be conveyed to the Wa Imperial Palace.

Then Chen Xuan or Nuwa and others will take action to personally destroy Luohu’s primordial avatar.

Of course, it will not be to let others work in vain, as long as they can provide accurate information, they will get rich rewards afterwards.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man. At that time, almost half of the prehistoric gods were frantically looking for the trace of Luohu Yuanshen-because they knew that as long as Zuan Daoist’s palm leaked a little bit, it was enough for them to eat to the world.

Everyone knows that there is danger, but they don’t care at all.

Danger?

Then tell me, what is there to do is not dangerous?

I am not afraid that this matter is dangerous, I am afraid that the rewards are not good enough!

It is precisely with this idea that everyone is extremely enthusiastic about looking for Luo Hu’s clone.