Painting of the Nine Immortals

Hearing Ling Xian's words, Gu Chen frowned slightly, then frowned.

Seeing this, Ling Xian did not urge, but waited patiently.

Since the ancient books did not even record the races of the two deities, it proves that this matter is extremely secretive, and Gu Chen frowns and thinks.

"When the senior said that, I remembered it."

Gu Chen raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You are the right person to ask the right person. If you ask others, you only get one answer, then there is no higher existence than the twelve witch gods."

"Oh?" Ling Xian refreshed.

"Because of unknown reasons, the vast majority of the Wu tribe do not understand the truth, thinking that the Twelve Witch Gods are the ancestors of the Wu tribe."

"The top tribes with a long tradition have naturally understood the truth, but the vast majority of witches do not know this secret."

"The Twelve Witch Gods are indeed gods, they are invincible, but they are not the earliest witches. Before them, they had a truly invincible existence."

"He is the true ancestor of my Wu tribe!"

Gu Chen's expression was serious, and his tone was full of respect.

"The real ancestor ..."

Ling Xianxing's eyes lit up, and he intuitively told him that the ancestor in Gu Chen's mouth was the source of his blood.

"Good."

Guchen Zhengzheng headed and said, "He is the true ancestor of my Wu tribe and the most powerful existence in the history of my tribe.

The voice fell, Ling Xian suddenly stopped.

Because, Pangu Tianzun is one of the two Tianzun recorded in the ancient books of the human race!

According to ancient records, it was he who opened the world with his axe and laid the whole world!

It is no exaggeration to say that this is a truly great person. If it were not for him, the world would still be in chaos and no soul would exist!

Therefore, Lingxian stunned, but did not expect that this supreme existence was actually a witch!

After that, his doubts were resolved.

Since the inexplicable pressure comes from the ancient blood of Tianzun, the ability to copy the totem is also due to this blood. The Wu tribe happens to have a deity, which means that his ancient blood comes from Pangu!

Although accurate evidence is lacking, it is 90% possible. Unless the Witch has another Celestial Master, this chance is too small to be ignored.

Therefore, Ling Xian was puzzled and quite pleased.

In the past few days, these fogs have surrounded him tightly and disturbed his mood, and now he finally dissipates, naturally he is very happy.

"Pangu Tianzun is the ancestor of all witches. Even the twelve witch gods are just his descendants."

"It is no exaggeration to say that everything from the Witch tribe originated from him, such as totems."

"His ancestor witch totem is the root of all totems, and the twelve witch **** totems also originate from this."

"There are rumors that as long as the twelve sorcerer totems are gathered, they can reproduce the ancestral witch totems, and they can only be exclusive to the world!"

Gu Chen said more and more excited, full of yearning and respect.

After hearing these words, Ling Xian became more and more certain that her blood belonged to Pangu Tianzun.

Gu Chen has already said that Pangu is the ancestor of all witches and the root of the totem. If he didn't have his blood, how could he replicate the totem and suppress the fire?

"Unexpectedly, my own blood actually belongs to Pangu Tianzun ..." Ling Xian swayed, and never dreamed that her own blood had such a large origin.

"No wonder even the essence and blood of the Nine Great Eucharists can be devoured. It turns out that it belongs to the Heavenly Supreme ..." Ling Xian suddenly realized that all the doubts about the ancient blood of Tianzun were resolved.

Since it is the blood of Pangu Tianzun, the blood that engulfed the nine holy bodies is of course natural. It is reasonable to copy the totem and suppress the fire!

Therefore, Ling Xian was very happy, only feeling relaxed and hearty.

At the same time, there was a bit of pride.

That's Pangu Tianzun!

He opened the world and laid the universe, both in merit and combat power, are truly eternal Xeon!

Who can't be proud of his blood? Even the peerless figures like the Twelve Witch Gods will feel glorious!

But with it came a bigger mystery.

Pangu Tianzun opened up the world, which can be said to be a great existence above this heaven and earth, then why the person who bears his blood will be sealed by God?

Lian Cangqiang once said that every tens of thousands of years, a person with the ancient blood of heaven will be born. Without exception, he will bear the seal of Cang.

Is this heaven jealous?

Afraid of another character who is more ancient than shoulders?

Ling Xian couldn't figure out what was going on. However, he was too lazy to think, one day or another, all the truth would surface.

"Thank you, the ancient patriarch. Your words made me completely confused and refreshed." Ling Xian smiled lightly.

"It's my pleasure to help the seniors." Gu Chen smiled.

"Don't talk about today."

Ling Xian cautioned that the secret of Tianzun's ancient blood but juxtaposed with the Nine Immortals is naturally impossible for outsiders to know.

"Relax, I understand."

Gu Chen Zheng headed his head, and suddenly remembered something, saying: "Yes, my predecessors, I have seen records on the hands of the old ancestors, it seems that Lord Wuzu left three ancestral lands."

"Ancestral land?"

When Ling Xianxing's eyes brightened, there was no difference between the ancestral land and the cave ruins of the human race, which meant that the treasures were inherited, but the names were different.

"Good."

Gu Chen nodded and said, "The old ancestors said on their hands that the treasures of the Wu tribe existed in the three ancestors' land, but they did not record what they were."

After a pause, he continued: "It may be the blood of Lord Wuzu, or it may be a heritage treasure. In short, I don't know, but it must be a shocking treasure."

Hearing that Ling Xianxing's eyes suddenly became hot.

Whatever it is, as long as it is related to Pan Gu Tianzun, it must be a treasure of earth-shaking. Even if it is only a hair of Pangu Tianzun, it is comparable to the peerless fairy sword, which can be cut for nine days and ten places!

Therefore, Ling Xianxin became fiery and asked, "Do you know the location of the three ancestors?"

"I know, but they have already been occupied by the top tribes, and not a tribe. All the top tribes are united." Gu Chen smiled bitterly.

Hearing that Ling Xian frowned, and the heat gradually subsided.

Gu Chen said very clearly that the three ancestral lands have been jointly occupied by all the top tribes in Witch God Realm, that is, if you want to go in, you must confront all the top tribes.

This is almost the same as impossible, even if it is as strong as him.

"So it is."

Ling Xian frowned and sighed softly: "It seems that what Wu Zu left has been divided up by all the top tribes."

"That's why I forget something so important."

Gu Chen sighed long and said, "If it weren't for this, I would have sneaked into the ancestral land secretly and helped my ancient fire tribe rise."

Hearing that, Ling Xian was silent.

In Pangu's ancestral land, he must go in, not only to win the treasure, but also to determine whether his blood really belongs to this deity.

But it is obviously unrealistic to fight all the top tribes on your own. However, this does not mean that there is no hope.

Therefore, Ling Xianxing's eyes gradually lightened and firmed up.

Pangu ancestral land, he must go!