martial artist in the prehistoric

"Deal? What deal?" Di Jun asked a little confused.

"Trading is naturally a matter of mutual benefit. What I am trading with the ancestral witches this time is the Chaos Bell." Yun Yang raised his head and looked at the right hand of the statue of Pangu in the center of the ancestral witch palace. Pangu was holding a

A small gray clock.

"What? Boy, are you looking for death?" The twelve ancestral witches all stared at Yun Yang with angry expressions. Among them, Zhu Rong, who had the most violent temper, directly showed his weapon and planned to take action.

Yun Yang didn't show any surprise when he saw the angry Twelve Ancestral Witches. The Chaos Bell was originally a gift from the Great God Pangu, but it ended up falling into the hands of the Demon Clan, the sworn enemy of the Witch Clan. They finally took the Chaos Bell

After getting it, Yun Yang now said that he would trade the Chaos Clock with them, which was simply a slap in their face.

"Ancestral witches, how about you listen to what I say?" Yun Yang looked at the furious twelve ancestral witches and said.

"What else is there to say? It's impossible to get the Chaos Bell." Zhu Rong roared, and the other ancestral wizards also stared at Yun Yang with unkind eyes.

Yun Yang narrowed his eyes. He didn't expect these ancestral wizards to be so violent and wouldn't tell him anything about the deal. In this case, he had to beat them until they were convinced. Thinking of this, the five-colored glow started behind Yun Yang.

Flashing, the five-color divine light is always on guard.

But at this moment, Zhu Jiuyin, who was sitting in the second seat, suddenly said, "I wonder what fellow Taoist Hou Yi gave in exchange for the Chaos Bell?" As soon as these words came out, the Ancestral Witch Hall suddenly fell into silence, and the rest of the crowd fell into silence.

The eleven ancestral witches all looked at Zhu Jiuyin in confusion. The Chaos Bell was obtained by them after all the hard work, and it was the most precious treasure of God the Father. If they exchanged it for it, wouldn't it be a disservice to their Father?

Is it disrespectful to God?

However, as Zhu Jiuyin is a wise man of the witch clan, his actions are carefully considered, and his time power can see the future, so he knows more than them, so many ancestral witches are not angry, but just puzzled.

looked at him.

Zhu Jiuyin had no intention of explaining, but just stared at Yun Yang, with a look of anticipation flashing deep in his eyes. When the other ancestral witches saw Zhu Jiuyin staring at Yun Yang, they all looked at Yun Yang,

I want to see what exactly Yun Yang gives in exchange for the Chaos Clock.

"Hongmeng Purple Qi." Yun Yang stretched out his hand, and a stream of purple light air slowly rotated in his hand, evolving the trajectory of the avenue.

"What? The foundation of the great avenue, the Hongmeng Purple Qi." Many ancestral witches immediately stared at the thing in Yun Yang's hand with bright eyes. The witch clan had interacted with many people with great supernatural powers, so they naturally knew what the Hongmeng Purple Qi was.

.

But soon, many ancestral witches came to their senses, and Di Jiang shook his head and said, "Fellow Taoist Hou Yi may have made a mistake. Our witch clan has no soul and cannot refine the Hongmeng Purple Qi at all, let alone use it to

Become a saint. Things that are precious in the eyes of others are worthless to us, the Witch Clan, let alone exchanging the Chaos Clock."

Yun Yang smiled and said, "Of course I know this, but what if I can allow you, the people of the Witch Clan, to become saints by relying on this thing?"

"What?" The Twelve Ancestral Witches suddenly stared at each other. After a long time, Zhu Jiuyin said, "It is well known that our witch clan has no soul, and it is impossible to refine the Hongmeng Purple Qi. Are you guys trying to entertain us?"

What's more, by refining it with the Hongmeng Purple Qi, you can become a saint, and fellow Taoists can become the supreme saint by just refining it. I think between the Chaos Bell and the saint, anyone will choose the latter!"

Yun Yang was startled, then smiled bitterly and said, "The way I practice is to prove the Tao through strength. The path of refining the Hongmeng Purple Qi to become a saint is simply not feasible for me, so the Hongmeng Purple Qi is not that big a deal to me."

Attraction is not as important as the Chaos Clock."

"I see, it's just that how do we know whether the Hongmeng Purple Qi in your hand is real or fake? Also, even if the Hongmeng Purple Qi is useful to our Witch Clan, if we can't use it to become saints, the Hongmeng Purple Qi will still be useless to us.

, we cannot agree to this deal."

Yun Yang nodded to express his understanding, then thought for a moment and said, "It's better than this. I swear an oath to the Great Dao. Within the seven Yuanhui, I will definitely help one of your twelve ancestral witches realize the Hunyuan Dao. If I can't do it,

Then there will never be a possibility of enlightenment, do you think this is possible?" Yun Yang looked at the numerous ancestral witches.

"This,,,," many ancestral witches were hesitant. The other party said that at this point, they must be able to help one of them achieve enlightenment. But the Chaos Clock is different from other things. He and others have just obtained it.

, if he were to be replaced, wouldn’t it be disrespectful to Father Pangu?

Yun Yang saw the hesitant look on the ancestral wizard's face and spoke again, "I know that fellow Taoists may be reluctant to exchange the Chaos Bell because it is a relic of the Great God Pangu, but don't forget that in seven or eight Yuan Meetings,

, you and the demon clan will have another decisive battle. Even if you have all the gods and evil formations and can win the demon clan, can you guarantee that those saints will not take action against you?

You must know that your Witch Clan is not liked by those saints, and the Monster Clan has a Saint Nuwa. Although she cannot take action against your Witch Clan, she can protect many of the Demon Clan’s Demon Saints and Demon Gods. In this case, the Monster Clan will

There will be a chance to come again

Yes. But your Wu Clan is different. The Wu Clan does not have the support of the Saint, and coupled with the Sage's displeasure, it can be said that defeat is a matter of time. The Wu Clan has no Saint born, and its decline after the war is a matter of time." Yunyang

The words are categorical.

After listening to Yun Yang's words, all the ancestral witches fell silent, and even the grumpy Zhu Rong became quiet at the moment. Because what Yun Yang said was absolutely right, even if the demon clan was defeated, with the support of the saint Nuwa, sooner or later they would be defeated.

There is a chance to start over, but as long as the Wu Clan loses one ancestral witch, the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Evil Formation will be broken, and they will no longer have the capital to fight against the demon clan.

After a long time, Di Jiang sighed slightly and said, "In this case, my witch clan agrees to use the Chaos Bell to sanctify one of my twelve ancestral witches." After saying this, all the ancestral witches were a little listless.

The Chaos Bell that was finally obtained flew away again. No one would be very happy. After all, it was not a last resort. The Saint was really not as important as the Chaos Bell in their eyes.

"No, no, no, fellow Daoist Di Jiang may have made a mistake. Since the Hongmeng Purple Qi can help the Wu Clan become a saint, then this single thing can be compared to the Chaos Bell. And you all want to get the Wu Clan's success from me.

The holy method requires the ancestral wizards to come up with other things in exchange. After all, we said before that we would exchange the Hongmeng Purple Qi for the Chaos Bell. Don’t make a mistake." Yun Yang shook his head slightly.

"What? You are so greedy that you are seeking death." Zhu Rong on the side suddenly said angrily.

A cold light flashed in Yun Yang's eyes, and his tone was extremely cold as he said, "Zhu Rong, don't think that since you are the Twelve Ancestral Witches, I won't dare to touch you. If it weren't for the Great God Pangu, why would I bother talking to you here?

If you directly destroy your witch clan, I can also get the Chaos Bell.

By the way, don't doubt that I don't have this strength, my five-color divine light can definitely kill you before you twelve ancestral witches set up the Chengdu Heavenly God Evil Formation." Yun Yang's murderous intention was revealed, causing the entire ancestral witch palace to

It's freezing cold.

"That's enough." Di Jiang stared at Yun Yang with an ugly face and said, "Fellow Taoist, have you gone too far?"

"People respect me a foot, and I respect others a foot." Yun Yang put away his murderous intention and said with a calm expression.

Di Jiang was silent, and after a while he said, "I wonder what you want? A spiritual treasure? A spiritual root? As long as the witch clan has it, you can ask for it." In the end, Di Jiang compromised. After all, he is a witch.

The boss of the clan cannot ignore the overall situation.

"It's very simple. I need a drop of blood essence from your twelve ancestral witches, and it's the purest part." Yun Yang said.

"This,,,," the twelve ancestral witches looked at each other, and then were a little surprised. The essence and blood of the ancestral witches are naturally very precious, but compared to the twelve ancestral witches, this is not a big deal. They also

They once gave some blood essence to some great witches. With their current strength, they can make up for it by practicing for another hundred thousand years. This condition is too simple for them.

What made them confused was that the other party actually wanted Pangu's essence and blood. Could it be that he wanted to use it to refine Pangu's true body. As soon as this thought came out, Di Jiang couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, just because he wanted to condense Pangu's true body.

If you want to use your body, you must refine the turbid earth energy in Pangu's essence and blood, otherwise you will wait to be assimilated into the witch clan by the ancestral witch essence and blood!

The other party is not a fool. Everyone knows that the witch clan cannot cultivate the soul, but the other party still asks me and others for the ancestral witch essence blood, but the other party must have the ability to refine the turbid earth energy in the blood essence.

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"Fellow Taoist, is it possible to refine the earth's turbid air in the blood of the ancestral witches?" Di Jiang's voice was trembling, and he was obviously excited. When the other ancestral witches heard this, they were stunned, and then their eyes were like oversized light bulbs.

Look towards Yun Yang.

"Yes." Yun Yang said it directly without any intention of hiding it.

"I wonder if you can..." Before Di Jiang could finish his words, Yun Yang directly interrupted and said, "No." His tone was extremely firm, leaving no room for turning.

Di Jiang and the many ancestral wizards were stunned. They did not expect that Yun Yang would refuse directly and neatly. Di Jiang frowned and said, "Fellow Taoist, we will never let your efforts go in vain. If we succeed,

, Fellow Taoist can take half of the spiritual treasures and spiritual roots that our witch clan has treasured for countless years."

As soon as these words came out, Yun Yang was also a little moved. The Wu Clan has ruled the ancient land for hundreds of years. The treasures and spiritual roots collected are definitely not a small amount. Even half of them are enough to compete with the Demon Clan.

The treasure trove is comparable to that! After all, most of the spiritual treasures in the demon clan have been rewarded by Emperor Jun to many demon gods.

But soon Yun Yang shook his head and refused and said, "Although spiritual treasures and spiritual roots are good, you have to have a life to enjoy them. If I help you get rid of the turbid earth energy in your body, I am afraid that the law of heaven will kill me directly. This matter

Needless to say, it is simply impossible."

Di Jiang stopped talking when he heard this. After all, removing the turbid earth energy from the body means that they can cultivate the soul. Is the ancestral witch with the soul still an ancestral witch? Then he becomes Xiao Pangu, and he is still ten years old.

Two, God will definitely chop the person who caused this matter into ashes.