Primordial Chaos: Pan Gu and the System at Odds

After all, this is what they think of this time traveler!

Pangu glanced at the time traveler and was too lazy to say anything. Anyway, the person he wanted to seize was Dayi, who was not dead. When the value of this system was drained out, Dayi would naturally take back everything from him!

Pangu and others entered Pangu Palace. As soon as they entered, they discovered an advanced system!

really!

This advanced system is here!

But, it seems a bit miserable!

Now trapped in the phantom of the heart, the Twelve Ancestral Witches regarded it as a toy and kicked it around!

"this…"

Hongjun and others were stunned. This was an advanced system, and it would take a lot of effort for them to deal with it.

There is no one that cannot be killed in a month or two!

Now he is being played as a toy by twelve juniors!

"look carefully!"

Pangu pointed to the heart and said,

"Didn't you realize that no matter how hard they try, they can't hurt this system? It's mainly suppressed by the Law of the Great Dao!"

Hongjun and others nodded and noticed this!

"Since they captured this system, it belongs to them!"

Pangu said.

The other demon gods nodded and said they had no objections. It was just an advanced early-stage system. They wouldn't have to compete with some children who had not lived for tens of millions of years!

Seeing that Hongjun and others had no objection, Pangu showed himself.

"who!"

The ancestral witches' perception was extremely powerful, and they sensed it the moment Pangu showed up.

Suddenly, the Twelve Ancestral Witches stopped beating Hongmeng System. Before he could see who was coming, he immediately shouted loudly.

At the same time, communicate with Pangu Palace and be ready to spend your cultivation to activate the power of Pangu Palace!

"Huh!"

"Hey!"

"Eh heh heh!"

"..."

Under Pangu's gaze with black lines on his head, the fighting spirit of the twelve ancestral witches disappeared and they surrounded Pangu, one after another, endlessly.

Zhu Rong held his chin and looked at the big man in front of him. He looked more and more familiar.

So, Zhu Rong stepped forward and patted Pangu on the shoulder, "Brother, why do I feel so familiar with you!"

Pangu:…

Hongjun and others: (?(?(?(?(?;;)

How does it feel to be called brother by your own son?

Pangu was choked by Zhu Rong's words and didn't know what to say!

At this moment, Gonggong also stepped forward, put his hand on Pangu's other shoulder, and said enthusiastically,

"Don't be afraid, brother, we don't mean any harm, we're just curious about your origins! You're so kind, I feel like my blood is boiling!"

"Yes! Yes! Brother, we are all transformed by the essence and blood of Father God Pangu, why are you following?

This bloodline pressure is heavier than Mount Buzhou when we face Father God’s backbone! "

"Yes, when I see you, I feel like I'm meeting God the Father!"

"Brother, I feel that you are very compatible with our twelve brothers and sisters. How about we become sworn brothers!"

"..."

…

Looking at the sincere eyes of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Pangu fell silent and clenched his fists.

"Boss, I heard that this is used in this kind of scenario!"

When Yangmei saw this scene, he immediately broke off a willow branch from himself and handed it to Pangu for fun!

After giving the willow branches, the demon gods consciously exited Pangu Hall and lay down at the door to eavesdrop.

Uh-huh!

The Twelve Ancestral Witch's eyes shifted to Yangmei who suddenly appeared before he could speak.

I just feel like the atmosphere in Pangu Hall is a bit off!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches looked around and saw that the brother just now had a dark face and stared at them with dark eyes, which made the ancestral witches who were not afraid of anything feel horrified in their hearts.

"Why...it feels...a little cold! Brother...!"

"Brother, what brother!!"

Snapped!

"Ouch~!"

Zhu Rong covered his butt with both hands, couldn't help but let out a painful cry, and suddenly flew upwards!

With a bang, he came into close contact with Pangu Hall.

Then with a bang, he fell to the ground of Pangu Hall, bouncing twice by the way!

"A bunch of unfilial sons, even you, I, can't recognize you!"

Pangu grabbed Gonggong's hand directly with his left hand, and whipped out the willow whip with his right hand!

"Ouch——!"

"Brother, do you think I look like your brother?"

Snapped!

"Ah~!"

"You can't do anything else, but can't you detect blood vessels?"

"Where are your inherited memories? They don't have my appearance?"

Pangu's words clearly entered the ears of the ancestral witches, and the twelve ancestral witches woke up.

The inherited memory... is so long, at least hundreds of millions of years. They don't have time to watch the scene of Father God sleeping in chaos all day long!

However, this kind of blood pressure and this mighty and domineering aura.

It seems to be God the Father!

Zhu Jiuyin immediately created a small time field to speed up the inspection of inherited memories.

About half an hour later, Zhu Jiuyin shook his dizzy head. Just now, he had digested at least a million years of inherited memories!

Although in his memory, Father God lay sleeping on the green lotus every day, he was still sure that the person in front of him was Father God!

“He is our God the Father!”

After the ancestral witches fell into surprise, their faces suddenly turned pale! Did they just call Father God Brothers?

"Why don't we wait until Father God's anger subsides before we go to worship Father God?" Hou Tu said in a low voice.

"I think Sister Houtu is right!" Xuan Ming was the first to agree, and immediately pulled Houtu to stand in the corner of Pangu Hall!

"Ah...Father God, I was wrong, please forgive me!"

"Brother, save me!"

"Sister, please help me plead for mercy!"

Zhu Rong and Gonggong lay on the ground and were beaten hard by Pangu with a willow whip.

Zhu Rong and Gonggong were in pain and kept screaming and begging frantically for mercy.

In response, the ancestral witches had no choice but to hide in the corner of Pangu Hall to express sympathy for the two brothers, but unfortunately they were powerless!

…

At the entrance of Pangu Hall, the demon gods were quietly listening to the goings on inside.

Waves of miserable screams came from the temple, making the demon gods excited and sighing at the same time.

Tsk, tsk, this voice is so miserable!

Poor ancestral witch, why do you call me brother?

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Chapter 29 How many cultivation techniques do I, Pangu, have?