Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 259 Nine Witches
In the void, the three old men trembled slightly when they saw this scene. It turned out that this latecomer in the dragon and phoenix era was so terrifying!
The three of them looked at each other, and they all saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

Elder Shouxian broke the silence: "Shall we make a move?"

"Wait a little longer." Old Fuxian, holding Yu Ruyi in his hand, said helplessly, "Since Dong Wang has used the three of us, he may be ready."

Elder Lu Xian, holding the golden seal, nodded heavily.

Below, Qingling looked at the six ancestor witches woven in the brocade picture, and smiled: "Why bother? The prehistoric land is too big, and your witch clan may not be able to swallow it."

"Oh~"

A sound pierced the sky, and the void collapsed for thousands of miles, just at the weakest point of Mi Tiansuo.

"呵啦~"

A picture of a peerless god broke apart, and the six great ancestor witches staggered out, with aggrieved eyes, but they could only endure it.

Because, their eldest brother is here.

The emperor of the Wu clan, the ancestor of space, Wu Dijiang!
Behind Di Jiang, there are two more figures coming.

Wu Li, the ancestor of gold, and Wu Xuanming, the ancestor of Yuhan.

Wu Future, the ancestor of wood, because he remembered that there was a kindness owed to Donghuang back then.

Zhu Jiuyin's future is because he is sleeping in the Pangu Palace.

Houtu will be in the future, because she will sit in the central land and protect the entire twelve tribes of the Wu clan.

Just as Zhu Rong was about to speak, Di Jiang stretched out his hand to stop him, and bowed to Qing Ling.

"Dijiang has met his predecessors, and his demeanor is still the same."

Qing Ling squinted her eyes, and shook the gourd in her hand with a smile, "Little friend Di Jiang, I haven't seen you for many years, but you have done a lot!"

Di Jiang said in a deep voice: "We and the Wu Clan didn't know that the Lord was here, so we came to disturb you. I will take my leave!"

After finishing speaking, he folded his body and shouted: "Aren't you going back with me?"

The eight ancestral witches behind them couldn't help being stunned when they heard the words. Is this still their decisive elder brother?
"Wait!"

Di Jiang paused without turning around, "Senior, do you want to stop me?"

Qingling smiled, "I'm Donghuang, how can anyone easily provoke me?

Now that you are here, why don't you do something for me.

is a chore.

Would you like to? "

When Di Jiang heard this, chills appeared in his eyes, "Your Excellency, don't push yourself any further."

Qing Ling said with a smile: "Isn't it okay to think of the kindness I saved your people back then?"

Several ancestral witches were a little confused, and it was not easy to disturb them with words.

Di Jiang shook his head and turned around, "It seems that Your Excellency is sincerely embarrassed?

My witch clan has nothing to say. "

Qing Ling didn't take it seriously, "Really?
I don't think so, it's easy to talk after a beating! "

Qingling stood up, put down the gourd, took out an ancient blue jade-like umbrella from his cuff, and threw it away.

A flawless jade umbrella flew towards the nine ancestor witches who were angered by Qingling.

The jade umbrella slowly unfolded above the heads of the Nine Great Ancestral Witches, and for a moment the green lotus fell like rain
When every green lotus falls, it will split open, and pure green flowers will burst out.

The nine Wu Clan sneered, but Di Jiang shouted: "Since the other party doesn't want us to leave, let him see the strength of our Wu Clan."

"witch!"

The nine ancestor witches roared in unison, and even the void was shattered.

Facing the nine ancestral witches who were so angry, Qing Ling just opened his red lips and read a word.

"town!"

The next sky-filled green flower rose straight up in an instant, and under the sky covered by the sapphire umbrella, a majestic giant shadow stood between the sky and the earth!
At this moment, the entire Great Desolation was shocked and alarmed.

Those powerful people saw Jianmu Xuying.

Soaring into the sky, the building wood has reached 26 layers of sky high!
Although Jianmu Chengtian is very tall, no other Taoist knows how tall Jianmu is.

Because Jianmu is connected to the sky, those who are not as tall as Jianmu can't see clearly how tall Jianmu is.

In the fairyland of Penglai, there was a sound of a chess piece falling to the ground amidst the clouds and mist.

Duke Dong stood up abruptly, his eyes shocked, "How could he walk so fast?
The dragon and phoenix catastrophe only cost 40 yuan, how could he break through the five heavens in a row? "

In his mind, even if Qing Ling is against the sky, it is at most the 23rd heaven realm.

Every time the supreme power ascends to the first level, it takes tens of yuan of hard work and enlightenment. According to common sense, it is impossible for Qingling to go so fast.

Unless, he divides himself into three people to practice together.

The phantom of Jianmu is as high as the sky, and the stalwart is like a second building.

28 cosmic stars in the sky hover around the top of Jianmu Xuying, the sun, the moon and the stars are shining in the starry sky.

26 The weight of Chongtian was instantly transferred to the bodies of the Nine Great Ancestral Witches. Such terrifying pressure caused time and space to stagnate.

Shebi corpse was directly crushed to the ground, Xuanming and Qiangliang were also crushed to kneel on one knee, with blue veins all over their bodies, showing the true body of Zuwu.

The nine ancestor witches all manifested immortal witch bodies, with a terrifying aura comparable to the power of heaven and earth.

But under the great power of heaven and earth, he was still suppressed and unable to move an inch.

Dijiang, Zhurong and Gonggong three shouted furiously, Xizi was covered with electric lights, struggling to get up, Lushou and Tianwu bent down with difficulty, and were crushed under the shadow of Jianmu.

The muscles of the nine ancestral witches are full of knots, just like their father god Pangu standing upright, holding up the power of heaven and earth!

The Nine Great Ancestral Witches stepped on the ground as if they possessed endless strength. They roared and struggled to get up, and the nine majestic avatars rose up little by little under the sky.

In their anger, they sensed the feelings of Pan Gu's Father God. Perhaps when the world first opened, the Father God struggled to support the world.

The nine ancestral witches straightened up slowly amidst their blood boiling, they were like Pangu, every one of them was like Pangu, but none of them were Pangu.

It's just that they are like Pangu, with their palms supporting the sky, their feet on the ground, standing upright, and opening the world with their bodies.

Jianmu Xuying made a huge roar, and Jianmu Xuying was being lifted up little by little!
If they really overthrew Jianmu Xuying, I'm afraid the mood of the nine ancestral witches will be improved to a higher level!

Qingling laughed and walked out of the ancient city.

It was also the moment he left the ancient city, three immortal elders hidden in the void sneaked into Duguang.

Jianmu Xuying began to tremble slowly, it was lifted up and up by the nine gods and demons who looked like opening the sky.

However, when Qingling stepped on the highest peak of Jianmu Xuying, Jianmu fell silent instantly.

Qingling laughed and said, "Give it to me!"

The power of the wooden path between heaven and earth surged wildly, pouring into the virtual shadow of Jianmu, verdant and flourishing like spring, and the weight of Jianmu became heavier several times.

Accompanied by the roar, the Nine Great Ancestral Witches were trampled under Jian Mu by Qing Ling.

There was no sound between heaven and earth, and all sentient beings felt their eyes were blurred. They never thought that the lawless Wu Clan would be suppressed one day!
Qing Ling smiled, and a bunch of red threads scattered around her waist, followed Jian Mu's phantom and fell straight down to 26 heavens, tied to the pulses of the left palms of the nine ancestor witches.

Once the red line is connected, there is a secret connection with them, and it is difficult to break it.

The other ends of the nine red lines are all held by Qing Ling.

Qing Ling, holding the nine red threads in her palm, looked at Penglai, her eyes were shining, the light was so dazzling that it made Duke Dong flustered.

(End of this chapter)