Hong Huang: Sign In From The Willow

Liu Ming came to the ancestral land of the Wu clan.

Houtu has been waiting for him for a long time.

"Let fellow daoist wait a long time."

Hou Tuyu stroked her hair around her ears and smiled softly:

"It's not too late, there are still a few days before the ceremony begins.

Fellow daoist can go in with me first, and my Big Brothers also want to see the respect of fellow daoist. "

Liu Ming nodded and thanked him: "This time I've got a job fellow daoist."

Houtu led Liu Ming all the way, and many of the Wu tribesmen around saw this scene, their eyes widened.

"Who is this person and why can he be favored by the Houtu Ancestral Witch? It seems that his costume does not look like a member of my Witch clan."

"But why do I feel a sense of closeness from him."

"Do you feel that way too? I think this person exudes a kind of coercion.

Even in the face of Ancestral Witch, there is no such oppressive feeling. "

"He seems to be Liu Ming who defeated Demon Emperor Jun some time ago."

"That said, this son is a friend of my Wu Clan!"

"This Liu Ming looks handsome, and he is a good match with the Houtu ancestor witch."

"Could the Houtu ancestor witch also have some kind of affection for this son!?"

"Most likely!"

Countless members of the Wu tribe have taken great interest in Liu Ming.

There are too many legends in this prehistoric state.

The Witch tribe admires the strong, and only Liu Ming used his own power to forcibly tear the Universe star battle array, which has made countless Witch tribe people admire.

What's more, Liu Ming has refined Pangu's heart and blood, and is even better than the twelve ancestral witches in blood, which will naturally make countless witches feel close.

Houtu's pretty face has turned red.

So many people say that she and Liu Ming are a dao companion relationship.

Even if she was a quasi-sage strong, she felt extremely ashamed and angry in her heart.

On the other hand, Liu Ming's expression was indifferent, as if nothing happened.

Houtu glanced at Liu Ming quietly, saw the latter's okay appearance, and immediately bit his silver teeth, not getting angry.

She suddenly raised her jade foot and stepped on the back of Liu Ming's instep.

"Hah!"

Liu Ming took a breath of pain, and looked at Hou Tu with a grieving expression on his face.

Houtu snorted, ignoring the other party's reaction, and walked forward on his own.

Eleven waves of blood suddenly rushed out of the Pangu Temple, turning into eleven waves of blood and majestic figures.

"Huh? I saw you flirting and cursing from a distance, and the female college didn't want to stay!"

"What's so good about this kid who has the skin and tender meat, so that the little girl is fascinated by it."

"This person is Liu Ming! It's really extraordinary! It's no wonder that the younger sister is so favored."

"I think this Liu Ming is very close to the blood of my Wu clan, and it's very kind. Maybe the little girl is already..."

Liu Ming has a black line on his forehead. This style of painting feels a bit wrong.

How come the legendary Twelve Ancestor Witch is so Eight Trigrams?

Hearing the voices of the other eleven Big Brother Big sis, Houtu's pretty face turned redder.

She stamped her jade feet straight, and said angrily:

"What are you talking nonsense? Liu Ming fellow daoist is a friend I invited.

Don't make people laugh. "

As soon as these words came out, the Pangu Temple became more noisy.

"Women's college won't stay here!"

"Before this became a dao companion, I turned my elbow out."

"Brother, otherwise, don't hold this ceremony. I also hope that the younger sister will stay with us for a few more years?"

The headed Emperor Jiang coughed lightly, and yelled at the ancestors:

"Shut up!"

A group of ancestor witches closed their mouths consciously, and Dijiang's prestige among the witches was extremely high.

Then Di Jiang cast his gaze to Liu Ming and cupped hands to him and said:

"It makes fellow daoist laugh."

For some reason, from Liu Ming's body, he felt an extremely pure Pangu bloodline.

Even more pure than their twelve ancestor witches.

Liu Ming smiled and shook his head and said, "It's not in the way."

Suddenly, Zhu Rong, the ancestor of fire among the twelve ancestor witches, walked out and laughed heartily:

"I have long heard of Brother Liu Ming's name, and have always wanted to try to defeat the guy who can defeat Heaven Court's miscellaneous bird, how terrifying is his strength."

Zhu Rong stared at Liu Ming with scorching eyes, and the miscellaneous bird in his mouth naturally referred to Di Jun.

"good!"

Liu Ming laughed and accepted Zhu Rong's challenge.

For the witches, who are fighting and confessing to death, only if they are conquered will they be truly convinced.

Zhu Rong laughed too, feeling Liu Ming's temper to the Wu Clan very much.

The two came to an empty area, and the other eleven ancestral witches also followed.

"boom!"

The law of power emerges from Liu Ming's body, the chaotic aura lingers, and seven mysterious Dao patterns appear on his body.

A coercive force from the Chaos Period crossed the long river of time and space and descended on the ancestral land of the Wu clan.

The world whizzed and the wind hunted, all the Witch Clan creatures felt a tremor from the depths of their souls, and subconsciously bowed to worship.

"Father's breath!"

The Twelve Ancestor Witches were all shocked at this time.

The Pangu breath released by Liu Ming was actually much stronger than them.

"Is he the real Pangu authentic?"

Di Jiang stared at Liu Ming, unable to conceal the horror in his heart.

Liu Ming blasted out with a punch, as if pushing a small thousand world, the vast and chaotic breath came out, and the divine might enveloped the world.

It gives people the feeling that there is nowhere to escape.

Zhu Rong looked shocked, and subconsciously shook his fist lingering around the law of fire.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, Zhu Rong's body flew upside down, wherever he passed, the void was broken and countless mountains shattered.

"Zhu Rong, Big Brother, can't even survive a single move."

Houtu lightly covered his red lips, and the beautiful eyes were full of shocking colors.

Although she knew that Liu Ming was very strong, she had never thought that the latter could kill an ancestral witch in seconds with the power of her physical body alone.

And looking at this appearance, Liu Ming seems to have spare energy.

Wu Xuanming, the ancestor of rain, was also sluggish, and then his eyes flowed, and he secretly looked at Liu Ming.

The rest of the ancestral witches were also completely shocked.

Their strength is similar to that of Zhu Rong, since the latter did not resist Liu Ming's punch.

Doesn't that mean that they also couldn't resist Liu Ming's punch! ?

The ancestral witches who had originally held the same thoughts as Zhu Rong shrank their necks sadly.

Don't dare to discuss this matter again.

Zhu Rong climbed up from the earth and rock, the fire pattern flashed, and he began to repair his wounded body.

"Do you still fight?"

Liu Ming carried his hands on his back and showed a playful smile.

"Brother Liu Ming is really amazing, I give up!"

Zhu Rong waved his hands again and again.

Although he is warlike, he is self-aware.

Liu Ming had kept his hand from the previous punch, otherwise he might have been seriously injured now.

The pressure of the Pangu bloodline alone made him have little left to resist.

"Liu Ming fellow daoist, are you my witch clan?"

Di Jiang, the head of the ancestral witch, walked over and looked at Liu Ming expectantly.

Liu Ming shook his head. Because he had merged a quarter of Pangu's heart and blood, he had a Pangu bloodline that was stronger than that of the Twelve Ancestral Witch.

But he himself is not a member of the Wu clan.

Time Zu Wu Zhu Jiu Yin shook his head regretfully.

"It's a pity, if Liu Ming fellow daoist is a member of my Wu Clan, even if I give the Demon Clan more time.

The Primordial Continent is definitely the world of my Wu Clan. "

Dijiang said: "Liu Ming fellow daoist, go with us to the ceremony of sacrifice of our race."

After that, he took Liu Ming's shoulders and walked towards the Pangu Temple.

In the previous battle, Liu Ming had completely gained the approval of the Wu Clan.

Especially when Liu Ming broke out of the Pangu bloodline, the Twelve Ancestor Witch had already regarded him as a member of the Witch Clan.

Liu Ming was also looking forward to it.

For the Pangu Temple, the heart of Pangu, I don’t know what kind of good things can be checked out?

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