Chapter 669 An Lan: Report Shi Laoliu for Cheating
Gonggong carried an indomitable momentum, like a heroic god of war, rushing towards Mount Buzhou.
That power is so great that it is extremely rare. It can be said that no innate god can easily stop it.
Buzhou Mountain is so big that you can't see the end at a glance. It can be said that it has fed back most of the creatures of the prehistoric times.
Once there is any damage to Buzhou Mountain, the disaster will undoubtedly be huge.
In the process of Gonggong's anger, his heart actually changed multiple times. When he rushed out, he already regretted it.
If it wasn't for losing once, why bother to challenge Bu Zhou Shan Mingzhi? It's all because of his damn pride.
He glanced back from the corner of his eye and saw that the other eleven brothers had not moved. He couldn't help but feel anxious. Why didn't he pull him and stop him?
"I'm impulsive," Gonggong thought, but his body still moved forward automatically.
This is not to be blamed on the other ancestral witches. Who knew that Gonggong could be so reckless? He didn't hesitate at all if he said he couldn't hit Zhoushan Mountain.
We are all ancestral witches. If you run so fast, who can stop you in an instant?
At the critical moment, Xuanzang used the vertical golden light to stop Gonggong first, and blasted out the mighty Tianlong Fist to repel him.
Gonggong took two steps back and shouted angrily:
"Don't stop me. The dignity of the ancestral witch cannot be insulted because of me."
Xuanzang waved his hand and said: "Gonggong, I didn't stop you, don't get excited."
"Victory and defeat are normal, but if you continue like this, the ancestral witch will really lose face."
At this time, Hou Tu came out of the sky and directly reprimanded:
"Brother, I just lost once. You are so ridiculous, you are so embarrassing to my father."
"You have to know how serious the consequences will be if you, the ancestral witch, hit Mount Buzhou? If this pillar of heaven were stepped on, how many lives would perish as a result."
Hou Tu has now understood the cause and effect. The karma the ancestral witch has shouldered is too great. No matter what the outcome of the war between lich and demon, the final outcome is to withdraw from the world.
Think about the collapse of the Buzhou Mountain, the collapse of the Tianzhu, and how many living beings were devoured. All of the cause and effect was attributed to the Wu clan.
Although Hou Tu is a younger sister, her majesty is not inferior to that of the ancestor Wu Lao Da Di Jiang.
Hearing this, Gonggong's momentum weakened and he said, "Sister Houtu, I am your brother. Is it really okay for you to say that to me?"
"What's the matter? If you do this again, I'll ask my brother to lock you up in Pangu Temple and you won't be allowed to come out for a hundred thousand years." Hou Tu said.
"..."
Gonggong was silent, it just so happened that he didn't really want to hit Buzhou Shan that much.
Then he looked at Xuanzang and said with a smile: "Hahaha, he is indeed the person that Sister Houtu likes. He is really extraordinary. Since he is my sister's friend, he is my Gonggong friend."
"Haha, that's very good." Xuanzang said.
He almost thought that Gonggong's collision with Buzhoushan would be staged in advance, but fortunately it was just a farce.
If Mount Buzhou is really broken and a hole is made in the sky, I don’t know who will come to patch it up.
Later, Hou Tu introduced Xuanzang and his party to the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and of course Nuwa and Fuxi brothers and sisters.
The twelve ancestral witches stood together, and their aura alone made the world lose its color.
And except for Hou Tu and the ancestor of rain, Wu Xuanming, the other ancestors are basically in strange shapes, more ferocious than ferocious beasts.
The appearance of ancestral witches each has more or less multiple shapes.
For example, Gonggong has a python, a black dragon, a human-like body, and python heads trembling on his arms and waist.
Another example is Zhu Rong, who has the head of an unknown ferocious beast, a human-like body, fire snakes running from his ears, a body covered in fire armor, and sometimes a fire dragon swallowing the sky appears behind him.
Emperor Jiang, the beast of the ancestral witch, has a body shape similar to that of a unicorn, but has six legs and four wings, and has no face, which is very strange.
The ancestor of rain, Wu Xuanming, is the same as Hou Tu at the beginning, with a human body and a snake's tail, which seems acceptable.
Xuanzang had already accepted these scenes.
After all, the human race has not yet appeared on this earth. Naturally, all things in the world have their own growth and development. There is no saying that the human race is an innate Tao embryo, which makes it easier to cultivate and understand.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches had different tempers, but Xuanzang used his strength to gain their respect. After all, a being who could win Gonggong in terms of strength, how could he be a weak being?
As for An Lan, Wang Wu and Xiao Shi, they were trembling.
Qing'er didn't have anything to do with it. In order to practice the strongest swordsmanship without fear of the ancestral witch, he even had a fight with Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch of fire.
The strength of the ancestral witch lies in the body. Because the soul is innately incomplete, it is difficult for him to comprehend the world and use various magical powers as he pleases.
But the ancestral witch does not need magical powers, as he can crush most living creatures with his physical body.
Moreover, in the bloodline inheritance of ancestral witches, witchcraft can also control the wind and rain, similar to the magical powers of immortality.
Qing'er and Zhu Rong had a battle, but there was no winner.
With the Zhuxian Sword in hand, coupled with Qing'er's unparalleled swordsmanship, it can be said that one sword can defeat all methods.
Even though Zu Rong's body was hard, he still felt stabbing pains.
Therefore, Gonggong regained some face and took the opportunity to mock Zhu Rong for not being able to win Qing'er.
Then, the two ancestral witches almost had to fight again.
In addition, after the ancestor of time Wu Zhu Jiuyin saw Xuanzang and Xiaoshi, his eyes suddenly turned into chaos, and the power of the law of time overflowed, as if he had seen something extraordinary.
However, when asked by everyone, Zhu Jiuyin could not tell the existence of what he saw.
At night, the bonfire is brightly lit.
In order to entertain Xuanzang, the suddenly hospitable Twelve Ancestral Witches, Qing'er and his party went out to catch several Daluo Jinxian-level ferocious beasts.
"Xuan Zang, my ancestral wizard doesn't have any other meat. He has enough meat. Don't be polite. Just eat whatever you want." Gonggong said loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he started to eat a large Luo-level bird beast and tore off its wings.
Zhu Rong also caught a large Luo-level beast that resembled a bull and gave it to Qing'er. After all, this was an existence that could equal him. Only in this way could the existence of the ancestral witch be expressed.
The twelve ancestral witches are eating together, and the scene is truly a gluttonous feast.
It's just that An Lan, Xiao Shi, and Wang Wu felt their scalps numb, it was so brutal.
Nuwa and Fuxi's faces were as white as a piece of paper. Wouldn't these twelve ancestral witches eat it by mistake?
Hou Tu originally wanted to stop it, but it had become the ancestral witch's habit and it was difficult to change for a while.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Shi Laoliu, don't you like eating meat? What are your thoughts now?" An Lan said through the message.
Shi Hao was also agitated in his heart, his little heart was trembling, and he replied:
"I like it cooked! This is so bloody."
"I want to vomit..." Wang Wu said, she had been holding it in.
The life of ancestral witches is too wild and primitive!
Demon Zhenglou tried his best to look calm and composed. As the supreme master of the demon world, he has never seen any big storms.
Xuanzang and Qing'er didn't say anything. The Twelve Ancestral Witches also noticed something was wrong, so they said:
"Why don't you eat it? This kind of ferocious beast is currently considered to be the highest level among our ancestral witches. It is estimated that if you continue to eat it, it will be gone within ten thousand years at most."
"..." Hou Tu.
"Xiao Shi, start the pot!"
Xuanzang did not explain, but suddenly said to Xiaoshi?
Shi Hao was startled, looking at Xuanzang in disbelief, and said with a trembling voice:
"Brother Xuanzang, can I do it?"
"Of course you can, bake them!" Xuanzang said.
"But they are too big, I can't break their defense." Shi Hao said.
"Qing'er, borrow a sword." Xuanzang said.
"..." Qing'er.
Although she was speechless, Qing'er still took out the Zhuxian Sword.
"The Zhuxian Sword is an innate magic weapon. Its offensive power is unparalleled in the world, and it is enough to cut through the body of a Da Luo." Xuanzang said.
Shi Hao's eyes sparkled, and he picked up the Zhuxian Sword and looked at the Daluo-level ferocious beasts on the ground that had long lost their vitality. He saw the sword's light flashing, and in the blink of an eye, these ferocious beasts were expelled and their bones were torn apart.
Xiaoshi's technique is so skillful that there was no hesitation or sloppiness in the entire cutting process.
When Qing'er saw this scene, she never expected that one day her Zhuxian Sword would become a cooking knife.
Why!
However, Daluo-level barbecue is indeed a great tonic that can improve your cultivation quickly and is worth tens of millions of years of hard work.
Shi Hao took out the ancestral sacrificial tripod again, put these roasted meats into it, and added the spiritual water from Shicun Mountain Spring.
If you want to cook Daluo-level barbecue, ordinary flames are not enough. Even if it lasts for tens of millions of years, it will not be able to boil.
"Zhu Rong, ancestor wizard, borrow a fire, don't make it too big." Xuanzang said.
"??" Zhu Rong.
Zhu Rong was a little confused, but he still spit out a mouthful of fire.
Xuanzang placed this flame that contained the original law of fire under the ancestral sacrificial tripod, but the power of the flame was too strong for the ancestral sacrificial tripod to withstand. If it continued, the ancestral sacrificial tripod might explode.
"This cauldron is not even an immortal weapon, so how can it withstand such a terrifying flame." An Lan whispered.
"Ancestral Shaman Gonggong, I will lend you a stream of water to pour into the cauldron." Xuanzang said calmly.
"good."
Gonggong mobilizes the law of the original water and condenses a stream of water into the tripod.
The rest of the ancestral witches were like a bunch of melon-eaters, saying nothing and watching curiously.
Water and fire are incompatible, not to mention Gonggong's law of water and Zhu Rong's law of fire. As soon as the two forces meet, they start a fierce competition, and no one gives an inch to the other.
And the ancestral sacrificial cauldron buzzed loudly, as if it might explode at any moment.
Shi Hao was a little nervous. The situation at this time was beyond his control.
Xuanzang injected a golden mana into the ancestral sacrificial tripod, which was the original power of his nameless technique.
The nameless ancient scroll technique given by the Great Heavenly Lord Houtu is mysterious and extraordinary, and has incredible power that can even subvert cause and effect. Even after practicing this technique, Xuanzang will have abilities that are different from other monks in every realm.
With Xuanzang's intervention, the two originally irreconcilable laws gradually calmed down, reached a balance point, and even merged into each other.
Fire in water, water in fire!
Several people looked at the cauldron, and saw two rays of light turning into fish chasing and playing, and finally turned into black and white yin and yang, and finally turned into a pot of delicious and unique Daluo stew, and a golden light pillar shot straight into the sky.
"Yes, water and fire actually blend together." Wu Qiangliang, the ancestor of thunder, agreed.
Gonggong and Zhu Rong looked at each other, but immediately glanced away, neither one looking down on the other.
After the baptism of the laws of water and fire, and the influence of Da Luo Rou, this ancestral sacrificial tripod has also undergone transformation. Its surface is rich in fairy light, constantly emitting mysterious fluctuations, and it has become an immortal tripod.
And the grade is not low, and there is even the possibility of continuous upgrading.
This is tempered by the original laws of water and fire of the ancestral witch, and influenced by the essence of the meat of the great Luo ferocious beasts. How many magic weapons can have such a chance to encounter.
"In the future, I'm afraid this tripod will become an immortal emperor's weapon that will rule for eternity."
An Lan said, his tone was slightly sour, and his scalp was numb with envy.
"??Emperor's soldiers?" Shi Hao was stunned, but he didn't think too much.
"smell good!"
Zhu Rong said loudly, his voice buzzing like gongs and drums.
"It does smell good." Xuan Ming nodded.
Shi Hao began to add some special seasonings to make the stew more delicious.
To be honest, looking at all the worlds, who can stew a Daluo-level ferocious beast in a cauldron like him at the age of thirty?
Even the source of weirdness, the Dark Ancestor is not as "courageous" as he is!
At the same time, Hou Tu began to explain and said:
"Brothers, it's time for us ancestral witches to improve our food. We can't devour our prey directly like before. That's fast, but it misses the tasting process."
Gonggong scratched his head and said: "Is there any difference, sister Houtu?"
"..." Hou Tu.
After careful preparation, Xiaoshi solemnly served everyone a secret stone barbecue.
Gonggong, Zhurong, Qiangliang, Liaoshou, and Tianwu Zuwu all just watched, but tears of dissatisfaction flowed from the corners of their mouths subconsciously.
Why does this stuff smell so good? The whole greedy person is hooked.
Zhu Jiuyin was the first to take a big bite of the barbecue. The moment he entered the mouth, the beauty made him feel as if he had seen his father, Pangu.
Gonggong, Zhu Rong scolded!
Hurry and fight for it, for fear of being late!
This big Luo-level barbecue was snatched away by the ancestral witch in the blink of an eye.
Xuanzang originally asked the little stones to be cooked before eating, but they didn't expect that they were robbed by the ancestral wizard before they could eat them.
Zhu Jiuyin looked at Xiaoshi with a sacred expression, and said seriously: "Although you are a creature that is infinitely weak, you can actually make the rations so delicious. I like you very much. Are you willing to keep doing this for me?
If you are willing, I will transform you into a great witch and give you the original essence and blood of the ancestral witch."
"What?" Xiaoshi was confused, not realizing the seriousness of the matter yet.
A drop of the blood of the original ancestral witch is enough to create a Daluo-level ancestral witch.
For example, the famous great witches of the witch clan, Xing Tian, Hou Yi, Jiu Ying, Chi You, Jiu Feng, and Kua Fu, are basically Da Luo level, and they are also the top combat power in the Lich War.
Moreover, the great witch also has the possibility of upward evolution. With enough ancestral witch essence and blood, he can also become a new ancestral witch.
If Xiaoshi accepts it, he can completely find another way to become the new Daluo-level Huangtian Emperor.
"Damn, this is cheating!"
An Lan is not a fool, so he naturally knows the magic of the ancestral witch essence and blood.
If Shi Laoliu agreed, wouldn't he take off immediately?
He hates himself for not having a good craft?
"Zhu Laoliu, you are the only one who has blood essence. As long as you follow me, little one, I will give you two drops of ancestral witch essence blood." Gonggong said loudly.
"Tch, two drops of essence and blood? That's it? I'll have three drops..." Zhu Rong said.
"Is this really okay with you?"
Xuan Ming said, then looked at Xiao Shi:
"Little brother, as long as you follow me, I will create a witch tribe in the future, and you will be the leader of my tribe!"
"Xuan Ming, you are even more cunning." Zhu Jiuyin said bluntly.
Obviously, at this moment, Xiao Shi has become Zu Wu’s treasure?
And Xiaoshi looked at the "brothers and sisters" around him who seemed to be eating him, and he was so enthusiastic.