Prehistoric life

"Only the blood of Pangu can afford this sword!"

As soon as this statement came out, the crowboy in the entire hall was silent.

"This is impossible!" Someone immediately shouted that it was a female witch family with clothing woven from leaf rattan. This person was called Liuli, but the leader of the Wuxialou family, and his strength was better.

Liuli couldn't help shaking his head: "How is it possible, we have tried to have this sword at all. Could it be that our witch people are not transformed by Pangu blood pulse?"

All the witch tribes firmly believe that they are Pangu blood veins, but the priests are told that they are telling them that the previous cognition is wrong, and he naturally does not accept it.

Other witch tribe nodded. If this is not the priest mentioned and changed to others, let him know the power of the witch.

"Yeah, the big priest, if it is really only Pangu blood, can we afford this sword, why can't we get it?" Xiang Liu nodded.

The great priest waved his hand: "My witch tribe naturally turmoils the ancient blood of Pangu, but because of the influence of the openness and the evolution of heaven, the power of blood is scattered, so you are far from the real Pangu blood.

Sword, you have to have the power of blood that is very close to the Pangu god. "

"It turns out, no wonder that only the big priest can move!" Xiang Xie nodded, and suddenly realized. The priest really was the god of God left by the Great God of Pangu.

Think so much, keep nodding.

However, there was another male witch family frowned, pointing to Zhou Cheng, who was tied to the stone pillar outside the stone pillar, said: "You can use this sword, we can understand, but the Xiangxiang said that the fairy boy can also be able to.

Using this sword. Can the immortals be closer to the blood of the Great God of Pangu, they are Pangu authentic? "

This person is called Meng Yan. It is the leader of the Witch's Mongolian family.

As soon as this statement came out. Everyone immediately reacted, especially Xiangxiang, but he saw Zhou Cheng's use of this sword with his own eyes.

The great priest shook his head slightly: "His origin is not simple, the power of blood is almost consistent with the Pangu Great God. Except for me, I am afraid that he can only afford this sword, and others can’t."

Say this weird smile: "And who said he was the immortal?"

"Isn't it? My witch cultivation is cultivated. This person is cultivated, it is the fairy characteristics." Meng Yan asked immediately.

The big priest smiled: "The cultivation of the witch power is not necessarily the witch, and the natural spirit is not necessarily the immortal.

"This ..." Everyone stunned and didn't know how to say.

At this time, the people outside were full of voice, and the event was about to start. The Liuli stepped forward and asked: "The big priest, the ancestral god festival is about to start, is it ... to ..."

She wanted to kill Zhou Chengjian, but suddenly remembered that the big priest just said that this person is similar to Pangu blood. I am afraid that there is also an inevitable department with the witch.

Know how to say it.

She couldn't say, but there was always a person with a straightforward personality. Meng Yan immediately said loudly: "The big priest, kill the boy and start sacrificing the ancient god of Pan."

The priest shook his head: "No, can't kill him. I want to find a suitable opportunity to let him go."

"Ah, why?" Liuli asked immediately. Although she did not know how to decide, but of many ideas, they could not let Zhou Cheng leave this one.

"Since Dao Yanjian is in his hands. This person is born of heaven, and the world will naturally rise because of him. Although no one can see destiny and future, such people will never be avoided, and the killing of killings will never be avoided.

Cover. "

"Putting him away, the battle of the Supreme of the Honghuang Continent will be even more intense, and the time when my witch tribe will enter the Honghuang continent will also fall on him."

As soon as this remark came out, the witch clan stunned, and then they were overjoyed.

Meng Yan even asked directly: "Big priests, do you mean that we can send troops to fight the flood continent?"

"Okay!" Xiang Liu laughed: "I wanted to play a good game long ago, and even the immortal people occupied a Kunlun Wonderland on the flood continent.

In the hearts of the witch, their strength will never be worse than any family, especially the immortals.

Nowadays, the immortal people still have a Kunlun Wonderland on the flood continent. However, the Wuxi can only be guarded by Wushu. They always feel that they are low.

All the witch tribe had long wanted to fight, but because of the commands of the priests, the turtle has been shrinking on Wushu Island, so that all ethnic groups in the world have quickly ignored the witch.

At this time, listening to the big priest's meaning, there seems to be a trend of sending troops. Being fighting, they are naturally happy.

The priests pressed my hands: "Don't be excited. I don't let my family go without troops. It is by no means timid and just waiting for the timing. But you also want to be too happy. Although the opportunity has appeared, it is too early.

For decades, it is hundreds of years, and it is hundreds of years.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Meng Yan laughed: "I have waited for so many years, and how can I care about these dozens of years."

Xiangliu nodded: "Yes, it's better for a while, it's time to make these guys train well."

"So what should we do now?" Liuli asked again, she served as a sacrifice in the tribe. Such a grand event was generally supported by her.

The big priest said faintly: "Don't worry first, let's preside over the ancestral sacrifice, let me think about it again."

"Follow!" Everyone saluted, and then retreated one by one.

I heard Meng Yan excitedly as soon as I went out and said: "Liuli, my son likes your home, let her enter my house!"

"Go far away, wait for him to take a warrior title and talk to me." Liuli immediately scolded.

"Wow, you don't have to be so fierce. I want to marry you in that year. You don't want to. Now it's my son, you have to pay one back even if you pay off the debt."

"Give me a nonsense, be careful that I will let the priest arrange you in the future to guard Wushima."

As soon as this statement came out, Meng Yan immediately defeated: "Isn't this a joke?" He was struggling and wanted to fight the Honghuang Continent and guard Wubao.

Can sacrifice the kid.

However, the heart was unwilling, and then said softly to Xiangliu and Bai Yan, "Let a few small on your family put some water, and wait for my son to get married, it is indispensable for your benefits."

Several people said that it was getting farther and farther.

In the hall, the priest didn't know what he thought. After a long time, he frowned and said, "Chen Pan, what are you counting? If I kill him at the moment, will your plan turn into a bubble?"