There is thunder rolling overhead, but it is different from ordinary thunder. It seems that there is a terrifying mysterious force hidden behind it?

Li Zhi and Lu Setian had no intention of fighting anymore. They didn't know who was going to survive the disaster, so naturally they couldn't get into trouble. They jumped out of the field and came to a safe place to stare at the sky.

"Twelve thunder tribulations?"

Luisetian was a little puzzled. He scanned the inside and outside of the "Tianmo Palace" but found no signs of anyone breaking through?

However, Li Zhi felt hot and hot all over his body, as if his whole body was about to explode, but the "Ti Jue" was running on its own, as if he couldn't stop being eager.

My own body, what’s going on?

Just when Li Zhi was puzzled, there was a "click" of thunder, and the first thunderbolt fell.

"No, this is not a thunderstorm——"

The "Thunder Tribulation" slowly fell, and when it was about to fall a few hundred feet away, Li Zhi realized that these twelve "Thunder Tribulations" were actually coming towards him.

However, I am still only a late-stage cultivation of "Taiyi Golden Immortal"?

At this time, the tribulation thunder dispersed from the center, and the shadow of a giant actually walked out of it.

I saw this man, with golden scales all over his body, a golden snake pierced in his left ear, two golden dragons on his feet, a human face and a tiger body, with wings growing on his shoulder blades.

"This is... the ancestral shaman of Western Gold, Liao Shao?——"

Li Zhi didn't know who the visitor was, but the Demon King of Lust on the side revealed the identity of the visitor.

Ancestor witch?

After the Nirvana of the Great God Pangu, the heaven and earth were in chaos, and the five elements became spirits. One of them was the ancient witch clan.

There are twelve ancestral witches, also known as twelve demon gods in the outside world. They are born with unparalleled physical bodies and can devour the heaven and earth. They can control wind, water, thunder and lightning, fill mountains and seas, and change the world.

Unfortunately, in order to fight for the control of heaven and earth, we fought with the demon clan for thousands of years, and finally fought with the ten demon saints and two peerless demon kings, and both sides suffered losses.

Among the twelve ancestral witches, except for Empress Houtu, the other ancestral witches have fallen one after another.

However, if the phantom in the sky is the ancestral witch Lishou, why is he here?

Li Zhi wanted to figure it out, but unfortunately, no one gave him the time and opportunity.

Although the thunderbolt was gone, the phantom of the ancestral witch was getting closer and closer, and he directly stretched out his right palm and slapped Li Zhi.

This?......

Good guy, this is just a shadow. With such a light palm, no matter how far away it is, Li Zhi felt huge pressure.

"Since senior wants to test me, how dare human Li Zhi dare to fight——"

Seeing the opponent's bare hands, Li Zhi also put away the "Sea Purple Golden Beam" and used all the strength in his body to use the most familiar move from his childhood "The Bear Collapses the Mountain——"

"When——"

With a deafening sound, a whirlwind blew up in front of the "Tianmo Palace", and Li Zhi felt as if he had been punched on an iron plate.

No, it's ten times harder than an iron plate.

Is this still a ghost?

The ancestral shaman of Jin is well-deserved!

Li Zhi's arms were a little sore, and the ancestral wizard in mid-air roared, leaned down again, swung his arms together, and opened his bow left and right.

What can Li Zhi do? He can only accompany him.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

There was no skill at all, just a head-to-head confrontation. One had his feet on the ground and the other was halfway in the air. The two of them exchanged twelve punches.

Then...then the phantom in the sky of the Ancestral Witch disappeared.

"What's going on?"

Li Zhi was puzzled and even turned around to ask the Demon King of Lust on the side. After all, that person's qualifications and experience were not comparable to those of Li Zhi.

"This... Your Highness, Prince Jin, I feel that you can only handle this matter by yourself. Maybe if you can handle it by force, it will be an opportunity for Your Highness."

Li Zhi was confused, and the Demon King of Lust also couldn't explain the reason.

At this moment, the second thunderbolt also fell.

Also when the distance was still several hundred feet away, the tribulation thunder dissipated, and a giant phantom appeared with the color of green wood, a bird face and a human body, and two green dragons on his feet.

"The ancestral shaman of Oriental Wood—Jumang!"

Lustian suddenly became Li Zhi's full-time "announcer". As soon as the second ancestral shaman appeared, he revealed his name, and the shock in his heart could not be greater.

If you look at it this way, this "thunder tribulation" is not a thunder tribulation in the traditional sense at all, but rather a witchcraft tribulation specially prepared for Li Zhi?

This Jumangzu shaman was not as domineering as the first one, but stopped directly in the air. He made a few empty marks on his hand, and twelve saplings appeared around Li Zhi.
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Li Zhi couldn't identify the species of these saplings, but he saw that as soon as they were plunged into the soil, they swelled crazily.

In an instant, it has grown into a towering tree.

This is not an exaggeration, but it is "towering". It must be hundreds of feet high, right?

However, the place where Li Zhi could stay was constantly compressed by the thick trees, so much so that twelve trees actually closed together, leaving not a single gap.

Looking hundreds of feet high, the lush branches and leaves are intertwined and climbing on each other, getting denser and denser, and finally closing together.

"His Royal Highness King Jin——"

In the lustful sky outside, Li Zhi’s presence could no longer be felt. Could it be that such an amazing and talented person was swallowed up by the shadow of an ancestral witch?

"Sister Huoling, daddy..."

Little Liluo, who was further away, watched the fight between his father and his father without blinking. He was quite excited at first. In the little girl's mind, her father is always the most powerful.

However, when Li Zhi was swallowed up by these crazy-growing giant trees, Xiao Liluo couldn't feel Li Zhi's breath anymore, and the little girl became scared.

"Don't be afraid, little princess, let me burn this annoying broken tree——"

The Fire Spirit doesn't care what kind of ancestral witch you are. You are just a pile of wood anyway. Could it be that my "True Sun Fire" can't burn you?

"Little girl, it's best not to act rashly. This may be the most critical time for His Highness Prince Jin."

Regardless of the fact that Lu Zhi was fighting to the death with Li Zhi just now, when Li Zhi was in danger, the demon king of Asura became worried for him.

In the final analysis, Desiretian does not want to be an enemy of Li Zhi, and even feels some disgust from the bottom of his heart towards what he is doing now.

It's a pity that all this is the order of "Ancestor Styx" and his master. What can he do if he is lustful?

"Fire Spirit, you should listen to...the Demon King of Lust. I, Rutoro, believe that he will not lie to us."

Seeing that Huo Ling didn't seem to take Lushitian's words to heart, Rutoro on the side also hurriedly persuaded him.

The experience of this long day has caused earth-shaking changes in the heart of this originally honest Demon General Asura. Everything he has been familiar with for many years is completely different at this moment.

"Sister Huo Ling, let's wait a little longer..."

Others may have malicious intentions, but in Xiao Liluo's heart, this "Uncle Lu" who has been guarding him since he was a child will never harm him.

......

"Boom——"

After a long time, there was a dull loud noise, and the encircling tree that everyone thought was "eternal" exploded from the inside.

Sawdust is flying, branches are broken, and a man stands tall. Who is it if it is not Li Zhi?

"Daddy——"

Xiao Liluo's eyes were filled with tears.

"Haha, don't be afraid, Luo'er, no one can defeat daddy——"

Li Zhi's voice is as loud as a bell, but there are no traces of fighting. It seems that he is in better condition than at the beginning?

"Click——"

The third "thunder thunder" came down again.

"The Ancestral Witch of Southern Fire—Zhu Rong"

"The Ancestral Shaman of Northern Water——Gonggong"

"The Ancestral Witch of the Wind—Tian Wu"

......

"The ancestral witch of weather—Shebishi"

In more than two hours, the names of eleven ancestral witches have been announced from the mouth of Luisetian.

And these eleven ancestral shamans would either fight Li Zhi with twelve moves, or they would set up a method limited to twelve to embarrass Li Zhi, or compete with wits and courage, or compete with leg strength, or evolve magical powers...

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The eleven ancestral shaman phantoms all seem to have no ill intentions. They are usually based on the upper limit that Li Zhi can bear. As long as Li Zhi grits his teeth, he can get through it.

Even so, after the eleven shadows of the ancestral witches passed by, Li Zhi was very tired.
To be continued...