Daqin: Who does this throne give to me?

Zu Long looked down with an indifferent expression. Although the star formation was powerful, the main formation was not strong. He could still break through it with all his strength.

A big Luo has not yet been noticed by him, the Lord of the Dragon Clan.

But Sanqing is an out-and-out big trouble.

In this prehistoric world created by Pangu, there is Pangu's meritorious body protection, and Pangu's Three Pure Ones are innately invincible. Unless they break through Hunyuan, no one can break through the merit defense of the Three Pure Ones.

And with the qualifications of Sanqing, he will definitely be able to break through to the quasi-sage realm.

If he loses the face of Sanqing, how will the dragon clan deal with it in the future.

The three Xiantian clans are now in constant conflict, and another Wu clan has emerged. If they mess with Pangu and the Three Purities, it is really possible for the Dragon clan to disappear directly from this ancient continent in the future, as this kid said.

Thinking of this, Zulong was already angry at Jinlong for causing trouble and putting himself in such a disadvantageous situation.

Looking at Zhao Wen in the star formation below: "Are you really sure that Pangu Sanqing will take the risk to save you?"

There are more and more dragon tribes around, plus other water tribe tribes mixed in, thousands of dragons are looking into the formation at the same time.

The most important thing is that all these Da Luo are outside the formation in their original form.

Mountain-like figures surrounded the Tiangang Disha Formation and looked down. If the Tiangang Disha Formation had not been in operation, this breath alone could kill all the Cangshu clan in the formation.

Zhao Wen stood proudly in the formation and looked up. He suddenly thought that if he directly expanded the Tiangang Disha formation and included all the Daluo into the formation, there would be Chang Xi, Xihe and Qingqiu. With the help of many Da Luo, a few were finally able to stay.

However, the calculation results disappointed Zhao Wen extremely. If he really dared to do this, even if Zulong didn't take action, thousands of Daluo would be able to directly smash the Tiangang Disha formation.

Even after the Tiangang Earth Demon Formation was refined at Yuanshi, it was only a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. It had not yet reached the top-grade innate spiritual treasure, and it would never be able to trap so many powerful people in the same realm.

The twelfth-grade White Lotus, Hongmeng Heavenly Ruler, Hetu, Luoshu, and Dinghai Divine Pearl in Shimen are all top-grade innate spiritual treasures, but it is a pity that Zhao Wen cannot take them out now.

Of course, even if it is taken out, it cannot be refined.

In the Da Luo realm, the most powerful treasure that can be refined is the high-grade innate spiritual treasure, which cannot be even one point higher.

Looking at the eager and even eager eyes around him, a smile gradually appeared on Zhao Wen's face. He looked at Zu Long and chuckled: "Am I sure? Don't you already know?"

He took one step forward and came directly to the top of Jinlong's head. He stepped on it hard, causing millions of small wounds on his body to bleed simultaneously. Jinlong screamed in agony.

"Go out and travel well, and your Dragon Clan will hit you with just your hand. Do you Dragon Clan think that you have already dominated the wilderness?"

"Stop, let the golden dragon go. Otherwise, I will take you back to the Dragon Clan to breed the dragon girl!" In front of his own eyes, he dared to insult the golden dragon, and Zulong suddenly became furious.

"presumptuous!"

"A mere Daluo is looking for death!"

The surrounding Dragon Tribe and Water Tribe Da Luo spoke at the same time, their auras suppressed.

"What a domineering dragon clan. I really think that your dragon clan can't dominate the ancient world created by Father God Pangu. Even the disciples of Pangu Yuanshen Sanqing dare to bully you like this!"

A powerful voice echoed outside the formation. Following the voice, twelve giants who seemed to stand tall on the sky appeared in the field instantly, blocking directly in front of Zhao Wen, looking at Zulong with contempt in their eyes.

For the Wu Clan, the original prehistoric war had nothing to do with them, especially the three innate tribes. They had to kill all of them before they could take over the prehistoric land.

But once Zhao Wen's identity as Pangu's Sanqing disciple was revealed, even for the name Pangu, the Twelve Ancestral Witches would never let Zhao Wen die in the hands of the Dragon Clan.

The twelve giants have different auras. Just wherever they stand, they repel all the surrounding laws, as if the place where the twelve people are can no longer accommodate the existence of any laws.

The key is that these laws are not rejected by the laws of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but directly rejected by the tyrannical body.

The Dragon Clan has always been proud of its physical strength, but in front of these twelve people, it seemed like a baby, and even its breath was much lower.

There were only twelve ancestral witches like this in the entire prehistoric era.

But Zulong still asked: "The twelve ancestral witches of the Wu clan?"

Twelve Da Luo reached their limit, and their whole bodies seemed to be on fire. The surrounding water tribe Da Luo felt a suppression deep in their souls, and couldn't help but retreated a bit, and some even flew directly behind Zulong.

"Transformed by Pangu's bloodline, the twelve ancestral witches are here, and your dragon clan won't retreat yet!" A giant with a burning flame all over his body stepped forward and said coldly.

Ancestral Dragon hesitated slightly. He felt that he had recently killed Pangu. First, he was transformed into the Three Pure Ones by Pangu Yuanshen, and now he was transformed into the Twelve Ancestral Witches by Pangu's bloodline.

The key is that below are the disciples of Sanqing. Before Sanqing showed up, you twelve ancestral witches came here first. How look down on your own dragon clan.

"clang!"

"Pangu Sanqing is here, who dares to bully my disciples!"

A clear bell emerged from the depths of his heart, as if it went straight into the true spirit. Thousands of dragons shook at the same time, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

A pagoda with a pale yellow light appeared, protecting Zhao Wen's Tiangang Disha formation below. Three old, middle and young Taoist priests looked at Zulong proudly.

"It is unforgivable for your disciples to kill my dragon bloodline!" One plus two innate treasures appeared. Zulong was secretly envious in his heart and wished he could snatch both treasures away, but he told the dragon clan's reason first.

In fact, for the Dragon Clan, this is already a concession. In this ancient land, the Dragon Clan has exterminated countless tribes. When has the reason been explained?

Sanqing ignored Zulong and took a step forward, bowing slightly to the Twelve Ancestral Witches: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for saving my disciple!"

Sanqing has no ill feelings towards the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and even intends to lend a helping hand. Sanqing, a dragon clan, has not taken it seriously yet, after all, the limits of the dragon clan can be seen at a glance.

But Sanqing will not forget that two of the Three Treasures of Kaitian are left outside.

Two quasi-sage peaks holding innate treasures, even after Sanqing broke through the quasi-sage, there was no hope of regaining them. Now the appearance of the twelve ancestral witches who are also of Pangu bloodline has undoubtedly given Sanqing new hope.

"Hahaha, we are all descendants of Pangu, we should help each other!" The Twelve Ancestral Witches also laughed loudly.

Since his birth, the three Xiantian clans have often spied on him, wondering how the Twelve Ancestral Witches could not sense him.

However, the three Xiantian clans commanded the birds, beasts and creatures in the water. In terms of strength alone, they were only stronger than the Wu clan. The Twelve Ancestral Witches don't even have a quasi-sage now, so how could they not have any calculation in their hearts.

After hearing that Pangu Yuanshen had transformed into Sanqing, he naturally wanted to come up and make friends first. As for offending the Dragon Clan, even without Zhao Wen, the Wu Clan would not be able to coexist peacefully with the Dragon Clan.

"Roar!" Seeing that Ancestral Dragon was ignored, hundreds of Dragon Clan Daluo and thousands of Water Tribe Daluo roared loudly at the same time.

"clang!"

Another bell sounded that went directly into the true spirit. Qian Daluo's whole body was shaken again, and his breath dropped obviously.

As soon as the innate treasure Chaos Bell came out, it directly suppressed the momentum of thousands of Da Luo.

"Greetings to Master, Uncle. Seeing the huge momentum of the dragon clan, this disciple lowered his head to avoid it. Unexpectedly, even if he gave in like this, this golden dragon would still come forward to bully him!"

Zhao Wen kicked out and kicked the golden dragon directly out of the formation. If the already seriously injured golden dragon was not protected by the Tiangang Earth Evil Formation, two chaos bells would have been enough to make his body collapse!

Naturally, Zhao Wen could not kill the golden dragon in front of the ancestral dragon, but Zhao Wen did not dare to kill, which did not mean that the leader of Tongtian and the twelve ancestral witches did not dare to kill.

"clang!"

"Kill!" When the bell rang, Master Tongtian looked at Zulong and kicked the already soul-crushing golden dragon back into the Tiangang Disha formation.

"Is your Pangu lineage really going to have a fight with my Dragon Clan?" You dared to kill the golden dragon in front of him. Zulong looked at Pangu Sanqing with burning eyes. If he didn't know that he couldn't break the Xuanhuang Exquisite Tower, he might have already He grabbed it with one claw.

Except for the catastrophe of the ferocious beast, this was the first time that a Da Luo had fallen in so many years. Hundreds of Dragon Clan Da Luo wailed and glared at Sanqing at the same time. Thousands of Water Clan Da Luo were watching with all their natural concentration, fearing that the next one would fall. to yourself.

There are countless races of the Shui tribe, and Da Luo is the ancestor of the tribe. If he died here, it would not be surprising if the entire race was directly annexed by other races.

Since the Three Innate Tribes ruled the ancient times, countless races have perished. No one except myself would care if there was one more or one less.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches looked at the Dragon Tribe and the Water Tribe Daluo excitedly, and their eyes were filled with fighting spirit. As long as Pangu Sanqing could block the Ancestral Dragon, the Twelve Ancestral Witches could directly crush a group of Water Tribe Daluo.

Zhao Wen was ecstatic, and the book of herbal medicine contained the golden dragon's body in a flash of light.

Taiyi Dijun directly blew himself up. This was the first time that the herbal classics were put into Da Luo's body.

As soon as it was absorbed into it, streaks of blood mist drifted out from the golden dragon's body and drifted towards the small worlds.

In hundreds of millions of small worlds, all spiritual roots and spiritual plants seemed to be nourished by the purest source of life and began to grow crazily.

Even because the energy in Da Luo's body was too pure, countless lower-level plants exploded and turned into seeds, scattered throughout the small world and began to breed again.

"When your dragon clan insults my disciples, you should know that my Pangu lineage cannot be bullied!"

The old-looking old man had a firm look on his face. Since Pangu Sanqing was born, his reputation has never spread in the ancient world. Even a big Luo from the Dragon Clan dared to bully his disciples. He did it today and stepped on it. The reputation of the Dragon Clan let Honghuang know that the Pangu lineage should not be insulted!

"Hahaha, that's right!" The Twelve Ancestral Witches laughed loudly when they heard what I said decisively. Each one of them had a surging breath, and the blood energy soared into the sky like a raging flame. They were connected in the sky, as if they were completely full of energy and blood. field.

The auras of the three pure spirits surged at the same time, and they looked at Zulong with eagerness to try.

"upbraid!"

A sound of thunder resounded throughout the world, shaking the entire prehistoric world.

All the quasi-sages in the prehistoric era looked up at the figure standing tall in the sky, and their expressions could not help but be dull.

"Pangu!"

"Greetings to the Great God Pangu!" Countless weak creatures saluted the figure who supported the ancient world, thanking the Great God Pangu for opening up the ancient world.

"We, the Dragon Clan, are willing to apologize!" The aura of Sanqing's soul combined with the energy and blood of the ancestral witch in the sky, and actually directly transformed into the phantom of Pangu. No matter how powerful this phantom was, Zulong already had no fighting spirit in his heart. .

Sensing the auras of the Qilin and Phoenix tribes in the distance, he knew that the two tribes would never show up to help him this time, and he probably wished he could have a battle with Pangu's lineage.

I know that the Dragon Clan's strength has improved too fast over the years, which has made the Qilin and Feng Clan wary. However, the three Xiantian Clan have always advanced and retreated together. This time, the Qilin Clan and the Feng Clan's actions are tantamount to breaking with the Dragon Clan.

Breaking with the other two clans of the Xiantian Tribe and confronting the Pangu lineage, more importantly, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Pangu Three Pure Ones are all at the peak of Daluo, and are only a hair away from being able to break through to the quasi-sage realm.

Breakthroughs in battles, understanding and direct breakthroughs, Zulong has seen countless times in battles with ferocious beasts over the years, and he never wants to bet on whether Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches will be next.

"The golden dragon was killed by fellow Taoist disciples. I watched your fellow Taoist disciples practice the Five Elements Law. I would like to use a set of top-grade innate spiritual treasures and five spirit beads as a gift to end the karma between the dragon clan and my fellow Taoist disciples!"

Now that the decision has been made, Zulong is extremely decisive. As a quasi-sage, he puts his status below the Sanqing and the twenty ancestral witches. Even if he directly sends a heavy gift, he must avoid hatred with Pangu's lineage.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches and Yuanshi Tongtian looked at Laozi at the same time.

After all, this matter is a matter for Sanqing disciples, so Sanqing will naturally make the decision.

Moreover, the Dragon Clan is not a weakling. There are thousands of Daluo plus a quasi-sage. There are also the Qilin Clan and the Phoenix Clan peeping in the distance. The three Xiantian Clan have always been one. Facing the three Xiantian Clan at the same time, even the arrogance of the Twelve Ancestral Witches will not be enough. Not willing to confront.

"Disciple, everything is decided by the master uncle!" Zhao Wen also saluted me and handed everything into my hands.

Zhao Wen didn't know whether the first three clans would fight, but he knew that the appearance of the Wu clan was definitely Hongjun's plan.

Before knowing Hongjun's goal, the best choice is to avoid being involved in it yourself, or even avoid Pangu Sanqing being involved in it.

Of course, Zhao Wen would not be without thoughts about the five high-grade innate spiritual treasures, the Five Spiritual Beads.

He used the Five Elements World to break through the Great Luo, increase the accumulation of the Five Elements in the world, and use the Five Elements to evolve all the laws of heaven and earth. This is the best practice of the Five Elements Law.

"The Tao is Tao, it's very Tao!" I looked at the shadow of Pangu above as if it were the way of heaven, chanted softly, took a step forward, and a blue lotus appeared at my feet.

"It's famous, but it's very famous!" Another blue lotus flower appeared at my feet.

"Why did Sanqing Laozi break through to the quasi-sage realm so quickly!" Hongjun, who had been paying attention to this place from a distance, suddenly changed his expression.

Sanqing is the disciple he has always paid attention to. Now that he has broken through to the quasi-sage realm, how can he be accepted as a disciple?