Hong Huang: Sign In From The Willow

"We, meet Wu Zun!"

With the command of Dijiang.

At the bottom of the mountain, countless creatures of the Witch Clan used their highest etiquette to worship Liu Ming with solemn and solemn expressions.

The huge sound resounded like thunder in the sky, surging in Buzhou Mountain, resounding in the wild land, and shocked billions of trillions of trillions of creatures.

"This direction is the Wu Clan! What are they doing?"

"Where is this Venerable Sacred? Why have I never heard of it."

In the sky above Buzhou Mountain, within 30 Third Stage days,

Emperor Jun and Tai end were sitting on the gorgeous throne, but their faces were so gloomy that they were dripping water.

Kunpeng, the demon master below, and the remaining demon gods were also full of jealousy.

The Witch tribe has always been rebellious, unrespectful of the world, and never worshiped Sage.

And how terrifying is the Cultivation Base of the Wu Zun who can make all the twelve ancestor witches worship together?

Is it possible that another Sage is born! ?

This is not a good thing for their monster race!

Seeing countless witch creatures worshiping him respectfully, Liu Ming rubbed his eyebrows and felt a little headache.

"Brothers don't have to be like this. Although I have accepted the Pangu god-tier inheritance, I am not a member of the Witch clan after all. We still have different opinions."

As soon as these words came out, all the Witch Clan creatures suddenly looked anxious.

The headed Di Jiang stared at Liu Ming enthusiastically, and eagerly persuaded him.

"The witch has such a pure blood of the father, and now it has been recognized by the Pangu Temple, and has been inherited by the father, and he deserves to be the honor of my witch family."

For countless years, no one of the Wu clan has dared to be respected. Even Dijiang, the head of the twelve ancestor witches, is also the obvious leader of the witch clan. The real major issues can only be decided by the twelve ancestral witches through consultation.

Only those who have been recognized by the Pangu Temple and manifest the miracles of Pangu will be respected by all witches as witches.

As for the origin of the so-called roots, the Wu Clan has never cared about it.

What's more, Liu Ming's Cultivation Base can be used as the position of the witch, even Zhu Rong, the most unruly ancestor witch, has no objection.

Zhu Rong even regrets a little bit in his heart. Has the discussion just now offended Wu Zun?

One head of Liu Ming became two big ones.

He completely underestimated the level of worship of Pangu by the Wu people.

It is a kind of fanatical admiration from the depths of the soul, flowing in the blood.

It is their greatest pride to consider themselves as descendants of Pangu.

Even if it is a person who meets for the first time, as long as they obtain the Pangu heritage, they can make their witches worship together.

"Get up!"

This is the end of the matter, and Liu Ming can't help it.

It's not that he has never seen the dead brains of those witches, especially the Pangu god-tier is a belief-like existence for them.

Every Witch Clan creature on Bu Zhou Mountain stood up one after another. They didn't hesitate at all about Liu Ming's order, it was a kind of surrender from the depths of the soul.

It's like the father is telling the child to do a trivial thing.

"I wonder what Wu Zun plans to do next?"

Zhu Jiuyin, ranked second in the Twelve Ancestral Witch, asked cautiously.

Di Jiang and the others also looked at him excitedly, and Liu Ming's combat power was obvious to all.

If Liu Ming could lead them to the Wu Clan, then even if he gave the Yao Clan another 10,000 years, it would definitely not be their opponent.

Liu Ming shook his head and said:

"I want to Closed Door Training Insight about the inheritance of God Father. I wonder if this Pangu Temple will still be open?"

Di Jiang and others nodded repeatedly.

"Venerable Wu speaks, nothing can't do it!"

This Pangu Temple is the Sacred Land of the Witch Clan. Every time it is opened, it consumes a lot of energy.

Therefore, it is usually only opened in the ceremonial ceremony of the Wu tribe.

But now that Liu Ming spoke in person, Dijiang and others naturally did not dare to disobey.

Liu Ming nodded slightly, then turned into a streamer and rushed straight into the Pangu Temple.

Accompanied by an ancient dull buzzing sound, the gate of Pangu Temple closed suddenly.

Countless members of the Witch tribe looked at all of this with fanatical expressions, their eyes full of reverence.

Liu Ming took off his clothes and sank into Pangu's blood pool.

On the body, the god pattern evolves and the law of strength evolves. The powerful Blood Qi sprays out, and it will reflect the Pangu blood pool.

The immeasurable divine light soared into the sky, shaking the void for hundreds of millions of miles.

The seven divine patterns seemed to be alive, greedily devouring the blood essence in Pangu's blood pool.

Liu Ming's physical strength is also climbing at an extremely fast speed.

This Pangu Temple is the Sacred Land of the Witch Clan, the birthplace of the Twelve Ancestral Witch and thousands of Witch Clan.

The flow of time inside is many times faster than the outside world, and the Pangu Temple also has the function of shielding the secrets of heaven.

Neither Heavenly Dao nor Hong Jun could detect Liu Ming's every move.

Under the influence of the turbulent law in the Pangu blood pool, Liu Ming entered a mysterious and mysterious state of enlightenment.

The scene of Pangu opening the sky resurfaced in the depths of his consciousness space again.

A giant chaotic shadow holding an axe in front of the sky, suddenly across the boundless sky, the light shines brightly, and the chaotic space is broken.

Gradually, with Pangu as the center, the clear and turbid qi began to rise and fall.

The clear is the sky, and the muddy is the earth!

Yin & Yang are divided, the universe is distinct, the clear and turbid, the two qi are separated into two forms, and the two forms produce four images, and the endless good fortune power gushes out from between the heaven and the earth.

A vast and incomparable world containing infinite rules and three thousand rules appeared in an instant.

Liu Ming couldn't hide the shock in his heart.

Kaitian Nine Styles is the inheritance of Pangu's core, and it is also the supreme god-tier skill he used to open up the prehistoric world.

Open the sky nine forms, layer upon layer, the nine forms all come out, no one can compare with it.

If I could fully comprehend it, even Hongjun would not be the enemy of Yihe?

Liu Ming was full of excitement. He took the initiative to call out the own system and asked:

"System, is there any way to quickly comprehend this nine-opening style?"

The sound of system mechanization echoed in his mind.

"The host can use a lot of merit points to redeem.

It takes one million merit points to fully comprehend the origin of the first form of the Kaitian Nine Pose! "

The smile on Liu Ming's face instantly stiffened.

Although he had earned some merit when he came to the prehistoric world, it was just such a trivial matter, and he did not gain much merit.

The last time Qinglian Daoist killed the Demon Zu Luohu, he gained a lot of merit, but it was all used to consolidate Realm.

Now that Nuwa has not created a human being, and Sanqing has not been sanctified, how can there be so many meritorious things for him to do!

Liu Ming's system panel is only tens of thousands of merits at this time, not enough for a million merit points.

What's more, this is only one of the nine Kaitian styles.

Liu Ming shook his head, putting this unrealistic idea behind him.

Fortunately, he possesses 80% of the law of strength, even if he comprehends it by himself, the speed of cultivation Kaitian Nine Types will undoubtedly be much faster.

Coupled with the particularity of the Pangu Temple, after a thousand years, Liu Ming finally mastered the origin of the first form of the Nine Kaitian Forms.

After simply saying hello to Dijiang and others, he dashed towards Kunlun Mountain.

Calculating the time, it is not far from the day when the Six Saints were born.

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