In the Pangu Temple, the aura of the Law of Time and the Law of Earth fills the void. Countless hot blood boils in the vast Pangu blood pool below. Countless blood evil spirits rise into the sky. Twelve huge ancestral witch divine pillars emit endless divine light.
, as the breaths intertwined, a majestic giant silhouette appeared in the center of the temple. The giant's divine eyes were tightly closed, and the endless divine power suppressed the entire temple.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a silver Taoist Wheel appeared and rose from the Ancestral Witch Divine Pillar of Time, and then a bright yellow Law of Law Taoist Wheel also rose from the twelfth Earth Divine Pillar, followed by space, thunder, flames, etc.
The ten great ancestral witchcraft wheels are released.
"Boom!"
Twelve ancestral witch battle flags flew out and gathered together in an instant, and the next moment a bloody battle ax condensed out.
The twelve ancestral witchcraft laws surged out, and the central giant's originally closed divine eyes suddenly opened. He grasped the bloody giant axe, and instantly a vast divine power as vast as the heaven and earth was released.
"What is this!"
"Why did my family's luck suddenly manifest?!"
"That's Pangu Palace!"
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The changes in the Pangu Temple instantly rushed out of the temple, and endless witch luck gathered out, instantly alarming the entire prehistoric world. Countless witch tribesmen gathered around the Pangu Temple to protect the temple. In the prehistoric void, countless powerful people
Divine consciousness came together to explore why the Wu clan had such a change. However, with the suppression of the Pangu Temple and the fate of the Wu clan, even Hongjun Daozu, who had become a saint of heaven, could not detect anything.
Thirty-three days outside, in the chaotic Zixiao Palace, Taoist Ancestor Hongjun stared at the prehistoric Buzhou Mountain with a slight frown on his brow.
"What on earth did the ancestral witch do in Pangu Temple? Could it be that Pangu left some back-up plan?" A cold look flashed in Hongjun's eyes.
"Humph! No matter who it is, no one can stop me from joining the Tao! Not even Pangu!"
In the prehistoric Kunlun Wonderland, in the Sanqing Dojo, Laozi and other Sanqings, who had completely refined the innate gourd, were shocked by the vast vision of luck in the center of the prehistoric world as soon as they came out of seclusion.
"Brother, what are the Wu Clan doing? Why did the Wu Clan's luck suddenly manifest?" Tongtian Taoist said in a deep voice.
"The secret of heaven was suppressed by the luck of the witch clan. I can't deduce it even though I am a brother. I am afraid that only Teacher Hongjun in the entire prehistoric era can see that suppressing the fate of the two witch clans can reveal the secret of the two clans." Taiqing Laozi shook his head.
He said calmly, but a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"Huh? This is the aura of Pangu!" Suddenly a vast aura enveloped the world. As the incarnation of Pangu Yuan Shen, Sanqing instantly recognized that it was the aura of Pangu, the ancestral god of the prehistoric times!
"The damn Twelve Ancestral Witches! They actually monopolize the legacy of God the Father!" Yuan Yuan said fiercely, feeling even more jealous in his heart.
The faces of Taiqing Laozi and Tongtian were equally ugly, but Laozi was the head of the Three Pure Ones after all. He practiced the way of inaction, and his state of mind was far from comparable to that of the original Tongtian. In just an instant, the dissatisfaction in his eyes disappeared, and he regained his former clarity. He shouted softly: "Two
Brother, third brother is awake!"
My voice instantly rang in their minds like an ancient bell, instantly awakening them from their inner demons.
"Thank you, brother," the two of them said in thanks.
"Everything in heaven and earth has its own way, we don't have to force it too much." Taiqing Laozi said lightly.
"Good!" Yuan Tongtian nodded.
The three of them immediately ignored the vision on Buzhou Mountain and sat cross-legged. Waves of Taoist sounds sounded again in Kunlun Wonderland, and countless laws and Taoism filled the entire wonderland.
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For a long time, in the blink of an eye, for thousands of years, the vast ocean of Wu Clan's luck has been hanging around Buzhou Mountain. Although countless great masters in the prehistoric era were curious about what happened in the Pangu Temple, they could not find out the slightest secret with the suppression of the Wu Clan's luck.
Seeing that the Witch Clan's mortal enemy, the Monster Clan, did not take any action against the Witch Clan's strangeness, a group of great masters who had been wandering around in the ancient wilderness for endless years and experienced countless lives and deaths immediately smelled something different. I am afraid that when the Twelve Ancestral Witches come out of seclusion,
, it was another earth-shattering verbal war. A group of great masters who understood the way of life and death withdrew their spiritual consciousness one after another, returned to the deep mountain dojo, and closed the mountain gate tightly in retreat.
The vision in Pangu Temple has been disturbing the world for thousands of years, but it cannot disturb Li Xuan, who is in seclusion in the Wizard Temple.
In the wizard temple that had been silent for thousands of years, Li Xuan sat cross-legged in the center of the hall with his eyes closed and an indifferent expression. The wheel of life behind him slowly rotated, and the mysterious light of life dropped down to envelope Li Xuan.
Suddenly, Li Xuan's closed eyes opened again after a thousand years, and a spiritual light instantly illuminated the entire temple. The bronze lamps on both sides of the temple that had been extinguished for thousands of years were instantly ignited, and the majestic divine light instantly illuminated the temple as if it were daytime. p>
"Huh! The power of the saint is really terrifying. Just the aftermath can seriously injure me. If it hits me head-on, it's terrifying that my life cannot be saved." Li Xuan exhaled heavily and murmured. Ever since he awakened to the law of life, he can mobilize the source of life at will.
, Li Xuan had never suffered such a serious injury. In order to repair his injuries, Li Xuan directly used the life source he had accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years together with all the heaven and earth spiritual fruits in the Xuan Kong Mirror. After thousands of years, he just
Kankan recovered from his injuries.
"I failed to help the Netherworld Soul Tree suppress the Netherworld Origin. I wonder what happened to the Netherworld Soul Tree." Li Xuan frowned, and his heart quickly sank into his mind and entered the Life Source Bead Space.
I saw the Origin Pearl space that was originally filled with the breath of life. Now the source of life is exhausted, the earth has become dry, several innate spiritual roots have shrunk, the divine light on the body is no longer bright, and even the Tao Yuan of life is no longer released.
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"Huh! Fortunately, I have those heaven and earth spirit fruits, otherwise the Life Source Pearl would have to sacrifice another innate spiritual root." Li Xuan couldn't help but feel happy. If it happened again like that day when he transformed his bloodline, the Life Source Pearl would have sacrificed another innate spiritual root.
With his innate spiritual roots, Li Xuan is probably going to cry.
Looking at the Netherworld Soul Tree, it has swallowed hundreds of thousands of Taiyi Ghost Immortals and the Netherworld Origin of a Quasi-Saint Ghost Emperor. Although the Netherworld Soul Tree has not been directly promoted to the top-grade innate spiritual root, it is still the middle-grade, but its own aura is better than
It has more than doubled its power thousands of years ago. Li Xuan estimates that if he can swallow two more quasi-saint-level Nether Origins, the Nether Soul Tree will be able to directly return to the top-grade innate spiritual root level.
"It's a pity. If that Nether Saint hadn't appeared, it would have been better if he had swallowed a few more Nether Origins." Li Xuan sighed, and then looked at the blood-colored pearl that was planted in the soil of the Origin Bead space not far from the Nether Soul Tree.
Seed.
"Could this kind of seed still be alive?" Li Xuan said in shock, feeling the extremely weak breath of life in the seed.
"Haha, the power of life is indeed the strongest power of Dao." Li Xuan said with emotion.
"Let me see if you can survive. It's time to come out of seclusion." A smile flashed in Li Xuan's eyes.