"Hey, hey, hey."

After knocking on the altar a few times, the Demon Lord said with a smile: "Is this dear here?"

"Open the door, there is express delivery, and the community is sending warmth."

The altar remained motionless, paying no attention to the coquettish bitch outside the door, holding on to its last position.

The Demon Lord thought about it for a while and remembered a famous saying: when the front door cannot be opened, it is also an attitude to go in through the back door.

"Namo Dongfeng Mingwang Buddha, even if someone else spits in it, today the poor monk must go deep into it to make a fortune."

The devil proclaimed a Buddhist name

He took out a luck coin and threw it in.

"Ding dong!"

The altar made a crisp sound, but that was all, as if it was mocking the devil's poverty.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he took out nine merit coins and threw them in.

The altar was silent for a while, a layer of light appeared silently, and the merit coin was accepted.

You can give up your life, but you can't make money.

A smile appeared on the corner of the Demon Lord's lips, but then he sighed a little sadly: "No more, no more! How much? Not much."

These days, landlords don’t have enough food left.

People in the world are in a hurry to break up a few ounces of silver, but these few ounces of silver can be solved in such a hurry.

With merit, not to mention Da Luo's director status, Pangu Ye, chairman of the group, can buy one. Of course, as the major shareholder and executive president of Honghuang Duoyuan Group, even the Six Saints of Heaven can't afford this price.

What's more, the other small shareholders Daluo.

The money was given, so naturally it couldn't be spent in vain. The devil put aside his distracting thoughts and stared at the altar intently.

A layer of radiance rotates, and Wuwen emerges, turning into a flow of information for reference, comparison, exploration, and summary.

a long time.

The Demon Lord nodded thoughtfully and said to himself: "In the ancient Lich Era, there were twelve ancestral witches who fought against each other in heaven and shared the universe."

"The twelve ancestral witches are Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Shebishi, Lingshou, Jumang, Gonggong, Zhurong, Houtu, Xuanming, Tianwu, Qiangliang, and Yanzi."

I read the names one by one, but there was no response from the altar.

The Demon Lord smiled freely: "However, no matter how clear it is to everyone, where did Pangu Taoism transform heaven and earth and where did the essence and blood come from? These twelve ancestral witches were clearly born to fight against the Heavenly Court and formed the Pinxixi Organization."

The altar remained dead silent. The Demon Lord raised his eyebrows and analyzed each one:

Gonggong stepped on the black dragon and was named the Water God. He was suppressed by Emperor Zhuanxu. He should be the vest of the ancestral dragon.

Zhu Rong transforms with fire and is named Red Emperor, and he and Gonggong are sworn to be at odds with each other. He is obviously the vest of the ancestor Phoenix of the Red Emperor of the Gods.

Zhu Jiuyin is as simple as ever. He didn't even change his name. At first glance, it looks like Zhulong's vest. Tsk, tsk, tsk. He has been in charge for a long time and he is arrogant.

Hou Tu is known as the Mother of the Earth, and she might be the Emperor Wa's vest. During the tunnel dispute, I and I, the vest, acted hand in hand. If my uncle Zhen Yuanzi hadn't left the scene, he might have been cheated.

Of course, Da Luo is omniscient and omnipotent, or maybe I, your uncle Zhen Yuanzi, saw that the tunnel was a big pit, so he left early.

The Demon Lord thought about it for a while and nodded with deep understanding. After all, all the prehistoric people had dark hearts, except Luo Feng.

After talking about it, the altar seemed like a dead thing. The devil shook his head and said disapprovingly, and then said to himself:

As for the Yizi family, they seem ordinary, but in ancient times, the human race had an emperor, the Sui clan, the Nazi family. Even if Yitongna was not the Sui Emperor's vest, she should be the wife of the Sui Emperor and the mother of the Feng family.

Of course, there is also a universal vest for the human race. These days, shared cars, shared power banks, and shared relationships are all available. It is not a big deal to have a shared vest.

The origin of the twelfth ancestor Wu Lao, Emperor Jiang, is unknown. If we start with the name, Dijiang is Dihong, and Dajiang is connected to Dahong. Dihong is Hongjun's vest, and Hongjun is Huangdi's vest. This wave

It's a vest within a vest.

As he spoke, the Demon Lord came up with an idea, which sounded like a false word. This kind of thing was clearly a bad taste invention of the ancestors.

"Hongjun·Dihong·Huangdi, the Holy Trinity, Amen~!"

Silently drawing an iron-eating beast on his chest, the Demon Lord glanced at the altar and couldn't help but smile: "After careful calculation, there are only five left, Jumang, Liaoshou, Shebishi, Tianwu, and Qiangliang.

A true ancestral witch."

"Among them, Jumang is the God of Spring, Liaoshou is the God of Autumn, he is in harmony with the Tao and cannot come out unless the universe is restarted, and there is Qiangliang who lives in seclusion in Leize and does not care about worldly affairs."

"There are only two ancestral witches who really contributed to the Lich Tribulation, Shebishi and Tianwu."

"Poor, Shebi's corpse has not returned yet. It looks like a corpse. There is an extra word for corpse in his real name."

"And Tian Wu was tricked into floating into the void, and there is no news!"

"So, are you Tianwu or Shebishi?"

The altar shook slightly for a while, and a vicissitudes of voice came from it: "You also lost an ancestral witch."

"Why, can't I be Xuan Ming?"

Xuan Ming? The Demon Lord immediately laughed and replied: "Of course you can't be Xuan Ming."

"Who is Xuan Ming? Xuan Ming is me."

The sky resounded with the sound of heaven, countless brilliance, countless brilliance, and immeasurable divine praise: "Praise to the supreme sage Yunhan Xuanyuan Tianzun of Tai'an Xuanming!"

The great Luo has vests in the past time and space. In the Lich Era, he met the supreme Emperor of Heaven, Emperor Kuang, and the legendary source of the great road, Taiyi.

Drinking and chatting with the ten demon gods, chasing the sun with Kuafu, watching Yi shoot the sun, and finding a place in the chaotic ancient times.

Who can do this is only one of the twelve ancestral witches, Xuanming Ancestral Witch!

In the Lich Age, vests were everywhere. As the innate water element god, Luo Feng naturally had a vest with powerful water elements.

Gonggong was taken over by Zulong, so he had to be Xuanming.

"Xuan Ming?"

The man at the altar savored the two words and couldn't help but chuckle: "Sister Xuanming, long time no see."

"I never thought that God Xuanyuan and Yunhan Tianzun are actually a goddess."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

The Demon Lord said without changing his expression: "The great Luo has thousands of bodies and billions of bodies. The past and future are eternal in time and space. What does the feminine incarnation mean?"

"Haha." The unknown ancestral witch in the altar mocked: "You are a goddess, you are dressed as a woman."

The Demon King vehemently retorted: "That's for seeking the Tao!"

The nameless ancestral witch is like a repeater: You are a goddess, you dress like a woman."

…………

a long time

The demon king blushed, the veins on his forehead popped out, and argued, "The great Luo can't be regarded as a woman dressed in women's clothing...goddess!... Can the matter of a seeker be regarded as a woman dressed in women's clothing?"

"Laojun has even solved the name of women's clothing, Sui people also have the trumpet of ancestral shamans, and Guanshiyin has the appearance of a boy and a girl..."

The unknown ancestral shaman said quietly: "You are a goddess, you are dressed as a woman."

The demon king became angry and shouted: "Who are you?!"

The unknown ancestral witch was silent for a while, no longer transformed into a repeater, but slowly said: "Tell me who lit the fuse."

The Demon Lord sighed: "The water is too deep. Every family has taken action. I have some connections. I got some information from the Jade Emperor, Dou Mu, and Zhen Yuanzi, but I dare not lie."

"You also know that you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately."

The unknown ancestral shaman sneered and said: "I naturally know that all of you are virtuous and great people, with immeasurable saintly virtues and radiance in the heavens."

"What can you tell me?!"

The Demon Lord thought for a while and said in deep thought: "Ten sons of Emperor Kuang, have you paid attention?!"

"Yan Long, three bodies, medium appearance, black teeth, Yu Hao, Ji Li..."

The unknown ancestral wizard trembled slightly, as if he had grasped a glimmer of the truth.

Di Kuang, the ancient Emperor of Heaven, the Lord of Heaven, and the predecessor of Emperor Jun of Fire Cloud Cave.

His ten sons and ten golden crows were too inconspicuous and inconspicuous in an era when Daluo bowed his head, Taiyi was countless, and the saints of heaven could not do whatever they wanted.

Even the name of the Ten Golden Crows was not left behind, only a specious legend of Lu Ya.
Chapter completed!