Fifty years later, in the stars and starry sky, a place like a black hole, a faint light flashed, Kunpeng's figure appeared, and it took ten years to recover Kunpeng's soul to finally recover, and it was more full and slightly improved. After all, Kunpeng consumed a lot of soul energy last time, and then used the star power to replenish Zhoutian's star power, and also made the soul more condensed. In the next forty years, Kunpeng still maintained his dojo like a black hole to swallow Zhoutian's rich stars.

Power means giving others an illusion that he is still practicing. In fact, Kunpeng has turned to his next goal, but Kunpeng doesn't know how many other great masters have guessed. This is not something he cares about. However, Nuwa is about to create a saint, but Kunpeng needs to do something that is useful to him. Although there may be many twists and turns, Kunpeng deduced it several times in his mind, and then calculated and deduced it. He felt that there would be no problem, so he set out to move forward.

The Ancestral Witch Palace in Buzhou Mountain is empty at this time. Perhaps it shouldn't be said that there are still a few great witches guarding this place. Although for many powerful people in the prehistoric land now, especially those who don't like the great powers of the Witch Clan, the power of this protection is very weak, but in the last Lich War, the Pangu real body of the twelve ancestor witches of the Witch Clan really scared everyone. No one wants to face these twelve great gods, so even if the defense is slightly weak, their holy land is still safe for the Witch Clan.

The twelve ancestor witches are already in their respective tribes. After so many years of rest and recuperation, the population of the witch clan has exceeded 10 billion, and it is still growing. If it stops for another 500,000 years, it will only be a matter of course to go with the flow. However, the twelve ancestor witches also come back regularly to discuss the affairs of each tribe, and of course they will also look forward to the future of the witch clan. Eleven ancestor witches, including Dijiang, Zhurong, and Gonggong, all agreed that this prehistoric should be the world of their witch clan. Only Houtu has hesitated a little, she can

It was to verify the magical powers of the Taoist Ancestor with his own eyes. So many great magical powers were received by Hongjun in a moment of thought. They had no chance to resist at all. The magical powers required were really powerful beyond imagination. Di Jun Taiyi, Kunpeng, Nuwa, Fuxi of the demon clan, they were all under the Taoist Ancestor, especially Nuwa is still a registered disciple. If the witch clan destroyed the demon clan, even if it did not hurt Nuwa, no one knew the temperament of the Taoist Ancestor. The last attack was just to let the two clans not fight.

Even if they fight, they can't tell which side they look at. Therefore, although Houtu also wanted his witch clan to dominate the prehistoric world, he was afraid of Hongjun's strength and was hesitant. The last move of the Daozu in the last Lich War surprised them. Originally, they thought that their 12 people set up the Dutian Divine Evil Array and could walk horizontally on the prehistoric land, but the Daozu just gently brushed it and actually broke the Dutian Divine Thunder. Houtu really couldn't guess Hongjun's strength, so he could only wait and see.

Speaking of which, Houtu is so angry. The last time he preached, Houtu expressed his views on the Taoist ancestor to his eleven brothers and sisters. Although the ancestor witches also knew that Houtu was not a nonsense person, they still did not believe what Houtu said. After all, even if he gathered twelve people into Pangu's true body, they could not do such a magical power. They thought that Pangu's father God was invincible and did not allow such a person to appear in their hearts. So if she persuaded her thousands of times, they were still indifferent. In the end, they had to pull her away. Fortunately, she found a reason and went there, and got Jiutian Xirang. Later, when she came back, she was scolded by the ancestor witches. However, she was the youngest and didn't want to really blame her.

It was strange that they just thought that their Pangu's legacy was weaker than Pangu's authentic name. Therefore, they specifically reminded Houtu that they knew Hongjun's shocking Taoism until the last time Hongjun took action. However, it was too late at this time, and their performance was still very calm. They said that their Pangu's true body had not reached its maximum power, otherwise Hongjun might not be able to wave his hand and force the Dutian Divine Thunder. The real Dutian Divine Thunder only has a trace of memory in their bloodline inheritance, and they don't know how to make a decision. In this way, Houtu also had a little hesitation and did not know how to make a choice. Therefore, Houtu was also swaying towards the prehistoric world.

A witch man was patrolling the Houtu tribe. Although they didn't think that anyone would dare to offend their witch clan at this time, the witch clan was also a careful person. If the ancestor witch was disturbed during the practice and caused any damage, they would not be able to bear it. Some time ago, the ancestor witch suddenly said something that had a slight sense of insidiousness and went to retreat to practice. After that, the retreat place of Houtu was ready for a strong battle, which was also a good example. No one believed that someone would dare to attack their ancestor witch. Moreover, they were very confident in their Houtu ancestor witch. In their eyes, the ancestor witch was the sky, the earth, and no one was

The invincible Houtu ancestor witch, who could defeat the invincible world, suddenly appeared in front of him. This Taoist priest was only in his twenties and wearing a lilac Taoist robe. However, the Taoist was watching their witch clan's large tents and slowly moving around the camp of the witch clan. The witch clan was a little confused. Their witch clan did not practice Taoism and had no intersection with those Taoists who specialized in the primordial spirit Taoism. However, when he saw that the Taoist priest was just wandering around and did not do anything out of line, he wanted to come forward to drive him away so as not to delay the practice of Houtu ancestor witch. Although he didn't think that this Taoist priest had such great ability.

The witch came forward and asked: Oh, Taoist, what are you from? Why did you come from my Houtu Tribe? Could it be that you have any evil intentions for my tribe? As he said that, the witch waved the big knife in his hand, looking fierce and evil. The witch heard the question, turned his face and smiled slightly. It was Kunpeng. He didn't speak, but just walked towards the little witch. The witch was in a daze in his heart. Seeing Kunpeng's smile made him feel a sense of trust unconsciously. He felt that the Taoist priest in front of him seemed to be the best person in the world except Houtu Ancestral Witch. Even if he could let him go to the retreat place of the witch. The witch suddenly shook a chill, woke up, looked at Kunpeng in front of him, and his eyes flashed solemnly, and said sternly: Who are you? What kind of magic did you use to me just now? Come quickly, otherwise don't blame me.

I'm not polite. Kunpeng still said nothing, but just rushed towards him step by step. The witch suddenly remembered that behind him was the retreat place of Houtu Ancestral Witch. Although he was just the guardian of the outermost periphery, he had to give everything to protect Lord Houtu. The witch put his sword in front of him and said ruthlessly: You Taoist priest, stop quickly, this is the forbidden area of ​​my Houtu Tribe. If you move forward a step further, I will really take action! Hearing this witch saying this, Kunpeng stopped, looked forward, and then smiled and said: I'm here to discuss something with your Houtu Ancestral Witch. Please come in and report it! The witch's face improved a little, but she still had a calm face and asked: Then what's your name? Do you know about my ancestor Witch?

Kunpeng couldn't help but admire the courage of the witch man, and still smiled faintly: Is my name? You don't need to know. Just tell your Houtu ancestor witch that it was an old friend who came to visit, hoping that she could come out and see him. You said that this matter has a lot to do with her in Zixiao Palace, and she must have come out. In addition, your witch man should already know that I am here, you just need to inform him. This witch man didn't believe it very much, but he still

He said in a deep voice: Okay, then you are waiting here. After I reported this to the ancestor witch, if the ancestor witch really lets you in, I will pick you up again, but you can only stay here and not walk around, do you know? Kunpeng smiled and said: This is the forbidden area of ​​your Houtu tribe. Do you think I can do anything that is unfavorable to you? The witch is complacent and then returns to the place where he patrolled, which is where Houtu is in seclusion.

Houtu was practicing magical powers, and suddenly his mind moved. He sensed a demon clan aura with strong hatred, and it was extremely pure. She had only felt that kind of purity in a limited number of people such as Nuwa Fuxi, Di Jun, etc. She didn't know who was coming. However, in this sensitive period, no matter who came, it would not be a good thing. However, she was also a little relieved. If the other party had any malicious intentions, they should hide their breath, but the other party did not shy away from his breath. It was obvious that there was no malice for the time being. No matter what, Houtu planned to go out and take a look. At this time, Chi You came to report that someone came to visit him, saying that it was a major event that was very relevant to the matter in Zixiao Palace. Houtu couldn't help but wonder.

After asking about the Taoist's appearance, Houtu's mind was shocked. What she naturally guessed was Kunpeng. Kunpeng had a lot of interactions with their witch clan, but nothing was good. Then Houtu pondered for a moment and ordered: Chiyou, you go and lead a few great witches to the other ancestor witch tribes immediately and let them wait for me in the ancestor witch palace. If a war breaks out here, you let them come and help me quickly. Chiyou was shocked. He didn't know what the old friend outside had to do with Houtu's ancestor witch. He asked her to treat her so cautiously. He wanted to stay, but he knew that his strength was really nothing, so he carried out Houtu's orders without hesitation. Houtu's eyes flashed and walked out of the tribe. She also wanted to know what happened to Kunpeng.

Walking outside the tribe, Houtu's pupils shrank, and his eyes were a little complicated. Kunpeng's strength made her afraid, but she was still a little bit admired. At the end of the last battle, Kunpeng was almost bound to die, but he made Nuwa Di Jun and others a free thug. It was extraordinary. Houtu walked three meters away from Kunpeng and stopped moving forward, as if he was afraid. Kunpeng also turned his head around, looked at Houtu with a smile, and said with a hint of praise: Houtu's ancestor witch, I really admire Kunpeng, who actually managed the tribe so well. It seems that your witch clan is not useless except for fighting? You can see it just by looking at the fellow Taoist tribe. Houtu couldn't guess Kunpeng's thoughts, but he also saw that Kunpeng didn't look like he was here to do something.

Zhong Kuai said sarcastically: What? Fellow Daoist Kunpeng wants to surrender to my witch clan. If so, my ancestor witch sincerely welcomes it. However, if fellow Taoist is unwilling, I am afraid there will be someone who faces our Pangu real body. Kunpeng's face did not change at all, and he seemed to have no slightest awareness of Houtu's sarcasm. A remembrance flashed in his eyes and sighed: Pangu's true body is indeed extraordinary. I am afraid it is very close to the saint mentioned by the Taoist ancestor. But now it seems that you have not fully understood the formation. Otherwise, before the Daoist ancestor took action, our demon clan should have been destroyed. If it is matched, it is really difficult to deal with. It is just that a real man has done something, does not do anything, and does what he must do. This thing of surrendering to the witch clan is probably not allowed. Houtu was shocked, his pupils contracted again, and he took a breath.

Kunpeng suddenly changed the topic and said solemnly: Fellow Taoist Houtu, I believe you already know the intention of my Taoist, I don’t know what my friends think? Houtu’s eyes flashed slightly, and he said in confusion: I don’t know what fellow Taoist Kunpeng said. There are many things in Zixiao Palace. I don’t know which one the fellow Taoist said? Kunpeng still looked like that, and said calmly: Nine Heavens Xirang. Hearing this answer, Houtu blew up and asked: What’s the problem? Didn’t the Taoist ancestor say? These nine Heavens Xirang are useless to me, but there is another opportunity. I just need to wait, but I don’t know what the big relationship is. Kunpeng seemed to be a little angry and said sarcastically: Don’t forget the other words that the Taoist ancestor said. Then, without waiting for Houtu to react,

The middle school continued: The Taoist ancestor once said that your witch clan had no fate with the great way, but there was still a trace of vitality under the heavenly way. If the fellow Taoist seized that glimmer of life, then the witch clan's great way would have a way out. The fellow Taoist would not forget it. Then Kunpeng stared at Houtu, and Houtu's eyes suddenly opened wide, and then said tepidly: I naturally remember this matter, but this seems to be a major event of my witch clan, and fellow Taoist is a powerful demon clan. He should not be so concerned about it no matter how you say it. I wonder if you are willing to give an explanation? Kunpeng snorted coldly: I naturally have reasons to participate in this matter. As for what reason, do fellow Taoist Houtu thinks I will tell you? Houtu doesn't think it's a pestle, and there is a contemplative look in his eyes, as if measuring the gains and losses in it.

After about five minutes, Houtu was still thinking about something, but Kunpeng suddenly said a sudden sentence, "If fellow Taoist Houtu delayed time and wanted to wait for other ancestor witches to kill me together, fellow Taoist would be disappointed. Since I came, there must be a way to escape. Even if you twelve ancestor witches gathered together, I can't keep me. Besides, every time Pangu's true body is used, you will be greatly damaged. I guess you don't want to use such a precious opportunity on me. Kunpeng pointed out his mind, Houtu's face was not unnatural at all, but it was much heavier. After a while, Houtu stared at Kunpeng's eyes and asked: Even if fellow Taoist is really involved in this matter

Reason, how can I believe what fellow Taoist said is true? Kunpeng did not change at all, and said calmly: You can not believe it, but this matter is the only hope of your witch clan. Believe it or not! In addition, although there is a glimmer of vitality under the heavenly way, this glimmer of vitality must be fought for. If you don’t fight, if not, I will say nothing. Dao Dao will think about it carefully. In addition, I think Dao Dao can send a message to your brothers and sisters. Houtu’s face was solemn, and he looked at Kunpeng a few times, and his left hand moved, a yellow ball of air floated out, turning into a tiger, heading towards the direction of the Ancestral Witch Hall. Kunpeng showed a satisfied look and quietly waited for Houtu’s answer.

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Chapter completed!