I, Xihe, the strongest female emperor

In the Pangu Hall, the eyes of the twelve ancestors flashed with endless battle intent.

“Although my Wu clan does not cultivate the Yuan God, these things such as innate spirit treasures are of little use to my Wu clan, but my Wu clan adheres to the bloodline of Pangu Father God, and will definitely inherit this piece of heaven and earth opened up by Pangu Father God in the future.

Therefore, this treasure, even if we Wu Clan do not use it ourselves, we can’t be snatched by others, and this is even more the time when my Wu Clan shows the power of my Wu Clan like a flood barren world. ”

Di Jiang’s eyes looked around, scanning the faces of the other eleven ancestral witches, and seeing that the faces of the other eleven ancestral witches were full of battle intent, he nodded slightly, and a brilliant essence suddenly flashed in his eyes.

“Fight!”

“Fight!”

In an instant, a huge roar roared from within the Pangu Hall.

Within the base camp of the demon beast, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi looked at each other, and they both saw a wave of confidence in each other’s eyes, a firmness, which was the inevitable confidence in the birth of this spirit treasure, endless firmness.

“Go.”

Di Jun shouted loudly, when he flew first, Donghuang Taiyi followed closely behind, followed by Bai Ze and other demon races and other great saints, as for the rest of the demon beasts that did not reach the Golden Immortal level, there was no need to go.

In this kind of competition, high-level combat effectiveness is the most important, and no matter how much the rest goes, it is just cannon fodder.

Nuwa and Fuxi were also moved by the treasure, Fuxi pondered, as a power that can lay gossip, Fuxi’s wisdom is naturally self-evident, the breath of this spiritual treasure is so powerful, Fuxi will not think, only his brothers and sisters feel it, and the rest of the powers must also be aware of it.

Moreover, Fuxi knew that those people would definitely go too.

Do you want to give up this treasure?

Fuxi was silent, raised his head, and looked at Nuwa’s beautiful eyes looking at him, Fuxi’s heart suddenly shocked, and an incomparable firmness appeared on his face.

He stood up and said to Nuwa: “Little sister, the next brother will take back this treasure for you.” ”

The Sanqing of Kunlun Mountain had already passed the pass, but now the treasure breath that rushed into the sky was naturally detected by them, and the eyes of the three of them were shining, and the three of them seemed to have a little fate with themselves in the underworld.

“Eldest brother, second brother, I feel that this newly born treasure is related to us.” The young Tongtian’s eyes shone with incomparable heat, and his tone was very excited.

The primitive next to him also nodded, but did not speak, but fell his gaze on Lao Tzu’s body, waiting for Lao Tzu’s decision.

At this time, Sanqing has not yet separated as in the later life, and the relationship between the three is also good, so Sanqing generally decides as the eldest son.

For example, the last time I listened to Hongjun’s sermon, it was Lao Tzu’s final word.

Now such a big event as the birth of Lingbao, whether to go or not, also depends on Lao Tzu’s decision.

“Two junior brothers, although the entire Flood Barren World is full of talents, my Sanqing is the Pangu Father God Yuan Shen, Pangu Authentic Sect, this time the Lingbao was born, and I have a fate, I Sanqing will definitely participate, and I will also snatch this treasure in the hands of countless great gods, so as to promote my Sanqing prestige.”

Although Lao Tzu does nothing, it is not really inaction, his inaction is just because he is holy later, his character is more weak, and there are too few things that can cause Lao Tzu to fight.

But once it can cause Lao Tzu’s contention, then Lao Tzu will never give up, and this time Lao Tzu has also made up his mind to compete for the spirit treasure, become famous all over the world, and spread the prestige of Pangu Sanqing throughout the Flood Barren World.

“Big brother is right, it’s also time for me Pangu Sanqing to say the world.”

Hearing Lao Tzu’s words, Primordial and Tongtian also seemed very excited, the two of them were not as inactive as Lao Tzu, Primitive and Tongtian were already ambitious.

However, although they were very excited, the brains of the three people were not completely mixed, and the current flood world was not the world of the three of them, and those great gods were difficult to deal with, not to mention the already holy Hongjun and the unfathomable Xuantian.

Primordial said with some concern, “Big brother, with my cultivation, can I win the spirit treasure in the hands of those great powers in the Great Flood World?” ”

Tong Tian was also worried: “Yes! There is also Teacher Hongjun, and that mysterious Xi and the female emperor, if the two of them also come together, then we are nothing at all! ”

Although Sanqing is very arrogant, they still have self-knowledge, and although they are extremely unwilling, Sanqing also has to admit that the holy Hongjun and Xihe are simply inferior to them.

“As the Pangu Father God Yuan God transformed us, I really feel ashamed of the Father God!”

The original tone was full of helplessness, full of unwillingness, thinking what kind of character Pangu God was, that was crisscrossing the chaotic world, opening up the existence of the flood and desolate world alone, and the magic power was through the heavens and the earth, how great it was. _

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