Primordial Chaos: Pan Gu and the System at Odds

The image of a poor Taoist ancestor!

It's all ruined for you!

"It's okay, you can just change the time course. Anyway, most of the creatures in the ancient world have low cultivation levels!"

The more Luo Hu spoke, the weaker his tone became.

No matter how long the river of time has changed, his current image of Hongjun has been imprinted in the mind of the great power.

Arrogant and domineering!

Look down on people!

Hongjun's eyes became more and more evil, and Luo Hu couldn't bear it anymore, so he finally withdrew!

Pangu was lying in a corner of Zixiao Palace, sound asleep!

After Luo Hu left, Hongjun cleared his throat and looked towards the prehistoric continent.

It's time to preach, how should he restore the image of Daozu?

After thinking for a moment, Hongjun spoke.

"Lying on nine layers of clouds, the truth lies on a futon.

The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and I am the leader.

Pan Gu gave birth to Tai Chi, and the two rituals and four phenomena followed.

One teaching is passed down to three friends, and the second teaching is divided into sections.

The leader of Xuanmen City, he turned into Hongjun with his Qi.

I am Hongjun, and I feel that sentient beings do not know the number of heaven, and the road is unknown!

Therefore, three thousand years later, the Hunyuan Dao will be taught in Zixiao Palace, and anyone who is destined can come and listen to it! "

The vast holy power rolls towards the primitive world, and the golden light of the primitive world is blooming, with countless auspicious signs.

Hongjun's voice spread to every corner of the wilderness.

A path leading to chaos appears in the minds of all beings.

…

"The saint preached, third brother should go, second brother, let's go!"

Kunlun Mountain, after I finished speaking, two figures rose into the sky.

Following the information in his mind, he flew towards the edge of the wilderness.

In the sea of ​​​​blood, Taoist Mosquito in the middle stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal sneered, the demonic energy billowed, and with the overwhelming blood energy, he finally returned to the sea of ​​​​blood.

He wants to refine the blood sea. As long as he completely refines the blood sea, he will not be afraid even of Hongjun.

Why waste time going to Zixiao Palace!

Deep in the blood sea, Ming He thought for a moment, and spent his strength to create two clones of the early Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

The clone is empty, because the most precious thing is in the body!

They dispersed and rushed towards Zixiao Palace.

After the two clones left, Styx looked into the distance and murmured to himself,

"The saint should know the origin of these time-travelers!"

…

In Wuzhuang Temple, Tongtian, Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi also stood up.

"The sermon finally begins!" Di Jun's eyes were excited,

Zixiao Palace preached, and the gods of the ancient times gathered together, and he could also accept his original subordinates!

…

On the Penglai Island, Prince Dong’s eyes were cold and cold.

"The lecture in Zixiao Palace was the beginning of my being plotted by Hongjun!

snort! Now that I am the Duke of the East, how could I fall into your Hongjun scheme? "

After saying that, a bead appeared in Duke Dong's hand. He smiled confidently and led several of Daluo Jinxian's men to Chaos.

"No matter how you calculate, you will never imagine that I am Hunyuan Golden Immortal!"

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Chapter 38 This is not their third brother!

In the deep sea of ​​Beiming, a big fish jumped up and turned into a roc. In an instant, it was thousands of miles away. In the blink of an eye, the huge figure had disappeared.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches brought with them thirty great witches from the late Daluo Jinxian period.

Without any defense, walking in chaos, with a powerful body, there is nothing uncomfortable for the great witches.

Suddenly, a giant bird flew quickly overhead.

"What a fast speed!" Di Jiang praised.

The other ancestral witches nodded one after another. Among the many great witches, Hou Yi unfortunately shook his head.

The reaction was slow, and now Kunpeng can no longer catch up!

The ancestral wizards should have been asked to kill Kunpeng just now, so that there would be one less enemy in the future.

You can also taste the Kunpeng meat.

After all, Kunpeng is so big that he needs two grills!

What a pity, what a pity!

The witches continued to walk forward, and after several decades, three Taoists appeared behind them.

It was Tongtian, Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun.

"Fellow Taoist Tongtian, this Taoist friend and powerful physique can actually walk through chaos with his physical body!"

Hongyun said in shock, and Zhen Yuanzi on the side couldn't help but nod.

This was the first time he had seen such a powerful body. Even Emperor Jun, who had fought several times, and fellow Daoist Tongtian, had to be on guard in the chaos.

A flash of light flashed in Tongtian's eyes, a powerful evil aura, and his body was allowed to be washed away by the chaotic airflow. The leader of the twelve in front is the ancestral witch!

His body strengthened by inferior Pangu essence and blood couldn't compare with them!

But why are there so many witches?

Wasn’t it true that only the Twelve Ancestral Witches came to listen to the first sermon in Zixiao Palace?

Could it be because of the changes he caused?

But this is an opportunity. The Twelve Ancestral Witches did not end well in the Lich War.

Even Hou Tu, the only saint, was permanently imprisoned in reincarnation.

He has a grudge against Di Jun, if he changes the fate of the twelve ancestral witches.

How rich the rewards of the system must be!

Moreover, the Wu Clan is now in its most prosperous period, with straight personalities and unparalleled combat prowess. Who dares to provoke the Twelve Gods and Demons?

Being friendly with them will also be a big help in defeating Hongjun in the future!

Thinking of this, Tongtian had a smile on his face.

"Brothers, I am transformed by Tongtian, Pangu Yuanshen, and I have just felt the kindness from you. I wonder what your identities are?"

Babel?

That's not a script... Bah! The one who is sanctified in the course of time?

The two people behind you don’t look like me and Yuan Shi!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were a little confused, but soon felt the aura of Pangu Yuan Shen and blood from Tongtian.

Suddenly, the twelve ancestral witches had subtle expressions. This bloodline...

"Transformed by Pangu Yuan Shen..." Di Jiang said with profound meaning and circled Tongtian twice. Then laugh out loud!

"Brother Tongtian, we brothers and sisters are transformed by the essence and blood of Father God, we have the same origin!"

"I didn't expect that Father God actually has direct blood descendants. Are you brothers going to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon?"

"Didn't the saint say that those who have the ability should go? It would be shameful for us not to go!!"

"In that case, how about we go together!" Tongtian pointed at Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi behind him and said.

"Okay!" Zhu Rong stepped forward and hugged Tongtian's shoulders. Help him block the chaotic airflow and said as he walked,

"As soon as I saw Brother Tongtian, I got along very well with our Wu Clan. Brother Tongtian, please say goodbye and come and be a guest of our Wu Clan!"

"This...isn't good!"

"Hey! Now we've seen each other, we're all brothers!" Gonggong also hugged Tongtian from the other side.