I am the ancestor of the ancient people, and at the beginning, I abolished the Holy Mother.

As soon as these words came out, Zu Wu's eyes instantly turned red. This was such a provocation.

"Damn it, are you saying that my Witch Clan is not as good as your Human Clan? That's good. Even if I die today, I will beat you to the ground."

In an instant, Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang's whole body was wrapped in evil energy, and he was about to lose consciousness. The speed was so fast that it hit him instantly.

"Human Ye Yang, go to hell."

"don't want--."

At the critical moment, Hou Tu came to kill him. Although he was not as fast as Di Jiang, Hou Tu also had his own magical powers. There was only a rumble as the two great ancestral witches hit each other.

"Get out of your way, I must teach him a lesson today."

Di Jiang was already angry, but thanks to Hou Tuzu Wu's soul, he could not be affected by the evil spirit, otherwise Ye Yang would definitely be in trouble today.

All the saints from the heavens and countless great powers are all looking at this place. The battle between the ancestral witches is fist to the flesh, there is no superfluous Taoism at all, it is all about the most primitive power impact.

Even though Hou Tu Zu Wu is a woman, she still made a sudden move during the fight. She directly pressed Di Jiang to the ground and used the explosive hammer. He grabbed a small mountain as a weapon and beat Di Jiang a little dizzy. rise.

"Let me say it again, Father God is not allowed to let us take action against the human race. Dao Ancestor Hongjun has also spoken. Are you trying to push our entire Wu Clan into the endless abyss?"

After being beaten, Dijiang was thrown directly into the Taotao River, and a huge wave suddenly appeared, which allowed Zuwu Dijiang to wake up.

Wow!

After waking up, Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang remembered that he still had the will of God the Father, so he said:

"Human Ye Yang, you are so good. You are lucky this time. Next time I will beat you to the point where you can't get up from your knees."

"Uh? Really? I'll wait."

Ye Yangtian is not afraid of anything, how could he be afraid of these ancestral witches? I only heard Hou Tu say:

"Human Ancestor, let's talk at the Ancestral Witch Temple."

The blood of the flying witch clan cannot enter the Ancestral Witch Temple, but Ye Yang is blessed by Pangu and should be able to enter.

Entering the territory of the Wu Clan, Ye Yang was also shocked by everything he saw. The tall buildings and fortresses made of terrifying boulders looked like a city of giants.

Looking ahead, a tall and mighty building rises from the ground, full of wild atmosphere. The Twelve Ancestral Witches are like children in front of this building. It is full of incomprehensible symbols, but Ye Yang can Feel the terrifying flavor of Tao.

"Is this the Ancestral Witch Temple? It is indeed the skull of the Great God Pangu."

Ye Yang sighed, when will the human race have its own iconic building?

"Human Ancestor, please."

At this moment, the twelve ancestral witches had all turned into the size of ordinary people. Seeing this, Ye Yang could no longer continue to manifest the dharma body. After returning to his original appearance, he followed the twelve ancestral witches and walked in. Taking advantage of the situation, The saints in the heavens became anxious.

The Temple of the Ancestral Witch was transformed from the skull of Pangu, and had the function of blocking the heavenly secrets and the inspection of saints in the heavens. Moreover, even if they did not have these functions, they would not dare to inspect it. That would be a great disrespect to the great god Pangu and would be punished by God.

Unable to see the conversation between Ye Yang and the Wu clan, they were anxious. The saints of the heavens, Hongjun and others felt uneasy in their hearts.

At this moment, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Ye Yang were walking in the Ancestral Witch Temple, but they felt empty and very small, as if thirteen little ants were crawling in a space of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers.

In the center of the temple is a huge pool of blood, and occasionally lives emerge.

"Is this the Wu Clan's blood pool? Legend has it that it contains Pangu's heart?"

Seeing Ye Yang staring at the blood pool in a daze, the Houtu Ancestral Witch reminded him appropriately, and Ye Yang also reacted. At this moment, Ye Yang was also shocked when he looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches sitting cross-legged not far away.

The boundless evil energy on their bodies has all been hidden. Could it be the suppression of the Ancestral Witch Temple? Ye Yang understood instantly that his guess was good.

"Human Ancestor, how do you understand the blood debt between the Human Race and the Witch Race?"

Without the influence of the evil spirit, the Twelve Ancestral Witches have completely recovered, and the Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang has also become calmer, only to hear Ye Yang say:

"Haha, how dare I really ask you to repay the blood debt? You are the descendants of the Great God Pangu, and are the inheritance of Pangu. The human race is grateful for the protection of the will of the Great God Pangu. If we talk about the blood debt again, wouldn't it be disrespectful? Lift?"

As soon as the topic changed, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were stunned on the spot. They were shocked and thought of thousands of words, but ended up spending most of the day preparing them.

"Ren Zu, what do you mean by this?"

Seeing the surprised expression on the face of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Ye Yang smiled slightly and said:

"The blood debt between the human race and the witch race does not necessarily have to be paid with blood. It can be realized through other aspects, such as cooperation?"

"Huh? Cooperation? What is cooperation?"

Forehead

Only then did Ye Yang realize that such words did not exist in this ancient world.

"Haha, it's just for profit. Although the human race has passed the catastrophe, there will be countless troubles in the next calamity. The human race wants to join forces with the Wu clan. What do you think of the ancestral wizards?"

Ye Yang was already making plans, but the Twelve Ancestral Witches were confused.

"I wonder how the human race can join forces?"

Although they didn't know what Ye Yang had in mind, what they just said made them feel comfortable. As long as they weren't here to ask for debt, it would be easy to discuss.

"Dear Ancestral Witches, now the Lich Calamity Tribulation is about to come to an end. By then, both Lich and Lich clans will withdraw from the prehistoric stage, and your Witch clan will suffer an even worse fate. Only one of the twelve Ancestral Witches will survive, and all other Witch clans will also die. Collapse and die.”

"Damn it."

After the words fell, the Twelve Ancestral Witches felt uncomfortable, and their originally friendly expression immediately changed:

"Human Ye Yang, you are too presumptuous. Our Wu Clan was born with the inheritance of heaven and earth. We are Pangu's authentic sect and the master of this ancient world. You actually uttered wild words and said that the Wu Clan is going to be destroyed. What are your intentions?"

The other ancestral witches also looked ugly:

"Human Ye Yang, for the sake of Father God protecting you, I am allowing you to enter the Ancestral Witch Temple. Don't push yourself too far."

Seeing each of the ancestral wizards furious, Ye Yang shook his head and smiled slightly:

"This is the number of days, not something I can decide with just one word."

"What? Damn it, I have to do it today"

As he said this, Gonggong was about to jump up and down, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wei.

"What do you want? Come here and beat me up? Then you can give it a try. The Witch Clan will be destroyed in your hands."

Am I him?

Gonggong was also frustrated, and the other ancestral witches were also aggrieved. They didn't believe it at first, but they had fought before and knew the consequences long ago. Fortunately, they were in the ancestral witch temple, otherwise they would have been controlled by the evil spirit again.

"How does the Wu clan compare to the three prehistoric clans in the early tribulation of Long Han?"

In their reluctance, Ye Yang asked the words, and the ancestral witches calmed down after hearing it.

"The three prehistoric tribes are the reincarnations of the Chaos Demon God. We, the Witch Clan, cannot compare with them."

Indeed, that was a guy from the same era as Pangu. Although he was reincarnated a generation shorter, his predecessor was the Chaos Demon God after all, and the ancestral witch did not dare to compare.

"Haha, let me ask again, how does the Witch Clan compare to the three thousand demon gods of Chaos?"

"you"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches felt aggrieved. They couldn't even compare with the three prehistoric clans. How could they have the confidence to compare with the Chaos Demon God?

"Human Ye Yang, what do you want to express?"