In the Flood and Famine, My Work Together Will Not Hit Zhoushan

Gonggong only felt a flower in front of his eyes, and he had arrived at the Pangu Hall.

The Pangu Temple is located in a big thousand world, which is called the witch world.

The only entrance to the witch world is hidden in the depths of the [-] mountains in the southern continent.

As soon as he entered the witch world, Gonggong involuntarily became the real body of Zuwu.

Standing outside the Pangu Temple, the body of ten thousand feet looked very small.

The entire Pangu Temple is resplendent, solemn and solemn, with many palaces, numerous attics, and splendid festivals.

The Pangu Temple is located on the Pangu Mountain in the center of the witch world.

Only the Twelve Ancestors can step into the Pangu Temple at will, but the Dawu and Xiaowu can only step into some places in the Pangu Temple with the permission of the Ancestors, and many places are JinJi.

Looking around, there is an open space, which is filled with chaotic original stones, the pillars are Taiyi Jin Jing, the beams are star wood, the tiles are seven treasures glazed glass, and precious jade is decoration.

Next to Gonggong, the space was distorted, and a figure appeared, which was also tens of thousands of feet tall, but it was Di Jiang's real body.

The body is like a yellow sac, red as a red fire, six feet and four wings, faceless, and a stick in his hand.

As the eldest among the Twelve Ancestors, Di Jiang is the law of space.

Only Di Jiang could directly send the outside witch back to the Pangu Temple. The rest of the people could only transmit the voice, and the little witch could be reluctantly sent, so don't even think about the big witch and the ancestor witch.

If he mastered all the powers of Pangu Temple, even if there is no space law, it is estimated that the great witch who was outside could be sent back to Pangu Temple.

Apart from Gonggong and Di Jiang, he didn't see any other ancestors, which made Gonggong a little puzzled.

"Lend me the authority you hold." Di Jiang is no nonsense.

Gonggong was the first one that Dijiang sent back to the Pangu Temple, which made Dijiang consume a lot of money.

Undoubtedly, Di Jiang will send another Ancestral Witch, and Gonggong guesses that it is going to be a big fight.

Honghuang has an additional Primordial Saint, which makes the Wu clan constrained.

Hongjun's sermon will definitely increase the strength of many great powers, and it is also an opportunity for the Wu clan.

Taking advantage of the great powers of the prehistoric wilderness to go to the Zixiao Palace to hear the sermon, the Wu clan can establish order in the prehistoric wasteland.

The power of the law on Gong Gong fluctuated for a while, but part of his authority was opened to Di Jiang.

With more authority over the Pangu Temple, it would be much easier for Di Jiang to send other ancestor witches back to the Pangu Temple.

I saw that the space was distorted, and Di Jiang disappeared.

Not long after, another Ancestral Witch was sent, but it was Jumang.

I saw that Jumang's real body was as green as a green bamboo, with a bird's body and a human face, and he rode two dragons on his feet.

Jumang has the law of wood.

Because water can produce wood, the law of Gonggong helps Jumang a lot, and the relationship between the two is very good.

Among the ancestral witches, Houtu has the best relationship with Gonggong, followed by Jumang.

Houtu is the youngest of the twelve ancestor witches and has a good personality, so every ancestor witch has a good relationship with her.

"Gonggong, have you broken through to the seventh rank?" Jumang was still on the sixth rank.

"good."

"Thirty years ago, Zhu Rong broke through to the seventh rank, and he was very proud. When he knew that you were also the seventh rank, his expression must be very exciting." Jumang smiled.

From the memory of the predecessor, Gonggong knew that the predecessor and Zu Wu Zhurong were incompatible.

At this time, Di Jiang appeared again and asked Jumang to lend him some of the authority he had.

Next, what was sent by Dijiang was Jishou.

It has a human face and a tiger body, with golden scales, two wings on its blades, a snake pierced through its left ear, and two dragons on its feet.

Dingshou also lent the authority to Dijiang, so that Dijiang could use more authority of Pangu Temple, and it would be easier to send back the ancestral witch outside.

Next, a ferocious giant beast appeared. This giant beast had bone spurs all over its body. She was Wu Xuanming, the ancestor of rain.

After Xuanming, it was the back earth, the body snake tail, the seven hands behind the back, the front two hands, the two hands holding the flying snake, the law of earth.

Qiangliang, with a snake in his mouth, a snake in his hand, a tiger-headed human body, four hoofed feet, long elbows, the law of thunder.

Zhu Jiu yin, human face and snake body, red body, the law of time.

Tian Wu, eight human faces, ten tails, the law of wind.

Xiz, with a human face and a bird body, with a green snake in his ears, and a red snake in his hand, the law of electricity.

Extravagant than a corpse, with a human face and a beast body, ears like a dog, with a green snake hanging from the ear, the law of the weather.

Only Zhu Rong remained.

And each Ancestral Witch has an innate spiritual treasure in his hand, the one for the joint work is the broken jade hook, and the one for the emperor is the stick.

Qiangliang is Thor's Hammer.

It is the chime of heaven.

Jumang is Dimang.

Xuan Ming is Xuan Ming bone arrow.

The back soil is nine days of resting soil.

……

"Is it still short of Zhu Rong?" Zhu Jiuyin looked at Di Jiang.

"Zhu Rong is cultivating a magical power, and it will take some time." Di Jiang was also helpless.

Hearing Di Jiang's answer, Gong Gong murmured in his heart that he had given up earning merit in the West, and Zhu Rong even let eleven ancestral witches wait for him to cultivate a magical power.

"I want to come, Zhu Rong has realized some great magical powers, and when he comes, I will have a good experience." Qiang Liang said.

From Jumang's mouth, Gonggong knew that Zhu Rong had also cultivated the nine-turn Xuangong to the seventh-turn.

Among the ancestral witches, Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Qiang Liang and Xuan Ming are all on the seventh rank, and the rest are on the sixth rank, but they are almost breaking through.

"Gonggong, I feel that you are a little different, but I can't tell." Xuan Ming said to Gonggong.

"Sister Xuanming said so, and the younger sister also feels the same." Hou Tu agreed.

"Is there? Why don't I feel it?" Qiangliang scratched his head.

Gonggong smiled bitterly, the woman's intuition was too strong.

Although there are memories of the predecessor, it is indeed very different from the predecessor, and it is not difficult to see it carefully.

The Twelve Ancestors are very familiar with each other.

Chapter [-] Zhu Rong

　　The witch world, in the Pangu Hall.

The eleven ancestral witches are all real bodies.

There is Pangu's will here, and it is difficult for the ancestors to maintain their bodies.

"Ancestor Hongjun is a strong man who can rival the demon ancestor Luo Hu, and he has become a saint. I don't know what level of strength he has reached." Zhu Jiuyin said.

"The saints are all ants." Gong Gong said casually, but found that the other ten ancestors were all staring at him.

"Gonggong, do you mean that we are just ants in front of that Hongjun?" She Bishen looked angry.

Obviously, these ancestral witches still don't know the power of the Primordial Saint.

"She Bishi, don't get angry first, let Gonggong continue to say, he should know a lot about the saint." Di Jiang said at this time.

"Humph!" She Bishi snorted coldly, but also listened to Di Jiang.

In the past, Di Jiang had always been the wise man among the twelve ancestors and the first wise man of the Wu clan.

Powerful strength, powerful laws, coupled with wisdom, made all the ancestors and witches obey Dijiang.

"As far as I know, the sage's primordial spirit rests on the Dao of Heaven, has insight into the general trend of the Dao of Heaven, and is immortal and immortal, never worn out, and not affected by cause and effect." Gong Gong said in a deep voice.

After listening to what Gong Gong said, the faces of the ancestors were all uncertain.

"With such a big movement when Hongjun was sanctified, he still has to open up the Zixiao Palace outside the Thirty-Three Heavens. With such magical powers, can we do it together with our efforts?" Gonggong continued.

Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens is filled with endless chaotic energy.

It is very difficult to open up a small world outside the Thirty-three Heavens, and the current Twelve Ancestors can't do it together, let alone open up a small world.

To be able to live outside the Thirty-Three Heavens is very powerful.

"It seems that we all underestimated the power of the saint." Hou Tu sighed.

"Is there a way to deal with the saint?" Tian Wu asked Gong Gong.

"Let's talk when we all break through to the eighth turn!" Gonggong shrugged.

Gonggong knew that the Twelve Ancestral Witches could form a great formation of the twelve gods and gods to summon the real body of Pangu.

The real body of Pangu should be able to match the saint of Hunyuan.

However, the current Twelve Ancestral Witch cultivation base is not strong enough, even if there is a great formation of the twelve gods, it is not enough to summon the real body of Pangu.

Regarding the great formation of the gods and gods in the Twelve Capitals, Gonggong still has no clue, and it is not easy to tell other ancestors directly.

"The eighth turn?" Ding Shu frowned.

"If you can reach the ninth rank, and you can rival the saint, the eighth rank is far from enough." Gonggong is very determined.

"There are already a lot of great experts going to the [-]rd Heaven, which is a great opportunity for my Wu clan." Di Jiang changed the topic.

……

After waiting in the Pangu Hall for several months, Zhu Rong also came.

I saw that Zhu Rong had a beast-headed body, red scales, a fire snake in his ears, and a fire dragon on his feet.

"Zhu Rong, what kind of magical power did you cultivate?" Qiang Liang asked as soon as he saw Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong's eyes swept away and fell on Gonggong. He was a little surprised. He thought Gonggong was the sixth rank, but he didn't expect that he was the seventh rank.

"I can use it, Gong Gong, dare to fight with me?" Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong thought he could be proud in front of Gonggong when he cultivated the rank nine Xuangong to the seventh rank, but he had no chance, so he planned to defeat Gonggong with the supernatural power he had just cultivated.