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Hearing this, Zhu Jiuyin's ancestral shaman gradually sorted out the cause and effect in his mind.

No wonder the true form of Pangu Father God summoned by the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods was defeated, and his witch clan was almost exterminated.

It turns out that behind the old thief Hongjun, there is a deeply hidden Chaos Demon God who has secretly occupied the ancient world since the beginning of the world.

Heaven!

at this time.

Thousands of formations in the world seem to sense the enemy's incoming attack and operate on their own!

Zhu Xiongying stood up from the dragon chair, took out a crystal clear tickle, and held it in his arms, as if he was nostalgic for something.

He walked down step by step and passed by Zhu Jiuyin Ancestral Witch, muttering to himself:

"Grandpa Huang is gone, Grandma Huang is gone, and Father Huang is gone too. It would be great if we didn't have that opportunity..."

"Opportunity, opportunity... Hahaha, Grandpa Huang, no wonder you haven't dared to commit suicide. It turns out that you have already guessed that the so-called opportunity may be a bait."

"It's a pity that a man as talented as you will not just watch your father put himself in danger... My grandson is here to accompany you!"

Zhu Jiuyin Ancestral Witch followed Zhu Xiongying and asked:

"Brother Di Mang, and my eldest brother, what kind of backup did they leave behind?"

"Tell me quickly!"

The two people walked out of Fengtian Hall one after another. Zhu Xiongying looked up and saw the big hand of chaos that covered the sky and seemed to be countless times larger than the entire Hongwu Dynasty falling. He chuckled and said:

"Backhand? I don't know."

"Father, he won't tell me."

……

"Second brother, wake up quickly, don't sleep!"

"Hey, is my second son having a nightmare? Why does he look so ugly?"

"It's strange. Second brother didn't say that he wanted to go back in time and peek into the future to see if Brother Di Mang's approach was right. Why was he secretly hiding here to sleep?"

"A few ancestral witches, why don't you try pouring gold juice?"

"Gold juice? What is golden juice? Is it some kind of panacea?"

"Ahem, golden juice is..."

"boom"

Just as the new ancestor Wang Mang was thinking about how to euphemistically explain what the golden juice meant, Zhu Jiuyin's ancestral witch suddenly opened his eyes and punched out.

"Boom boom boom"

The vast power of time emerged, and the eleven ancestral witches including Emperor Jiang Ancestral Witch, Gonggong Ancestral Witch and others who were caught off guard were all affected, vomiting blood and flew backwards.

Only the new ancestor Wang Mang was left. Looking at the fist that was bigger than his head, he swallowed and said awkwardly:

"Ahem, Zhu Jiuyin Ancestral Witch, don't be angry. I was just joking."

Zhu Jiuyin Ancestral Witch retracted his fist, ignored the resentful gazes of his brothers and sisters, and asked:
"Is the lecture on Zixiao Palace over?"

When the new ancestor Wang Mang heard this, he quickly said:
"No... not yet. The lecture only started a few months ago, and it will last for more than 2,900 years. How can it end so easily?"

Dijiang Ancestral Witch strode over, slapped Zhu Jiuyin Ancestral Witch on the forehead, and reprimanded:
"Second brother, do you want to die?"

"It's so good, why are you so crazy!"

As he spoke, Dijiang Ancestral Witch rubbed his chest. Unprepared, he received Zhu Jiuyin's full blow, which he couldn't bear anymore.

Gonggong Zuwu was dissatisfied and said:
"Boy, you are partial! Why don't you hit brother Di Mang? Just hit us? I don't accept it!"

Zhu Jiuyin Ancestral Witch ignored it and looked around, the power of time moving in his eyes!
A picture appeared, and it was seen that only a short moment had passed since they had finished their discussion, and he had traveled backwards through the long river of time.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Jiuyin's ancestral shaman said:

"Brother, take me to the sea of ​​blood!"

Although Dijiang Ancestral Witch was a little hesitant, he still nodded, waved his hand, and the laws of space were manifested!

When the new ancestor Wang Mang heard this, he immediately secretly thought something was wrong and said anxiously:

"Wait! Don't..."

……

Sea of ​​blood.

"Senior! Big brother! Sir! Please let me go! If I really transform into that, I will be laughed at by all living beings!" "Hahaha... so what if I'm being laughed at? I'm not the one laughing?"

"Okay, stop playing. If you keep playing, Taoist Mosquito will be destroyed by you!"

I saw Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty using his divine power with excitement on his face and constantly torturing the mosquito Taoist.

Zhu Di, Emperor Taizong of the Ming Dynasty, watched with interest and wanted to get involved, but thinking of his father's explosive temper, he had to give up and urged Emperor Sui Yang to get out.

Suddenly, the space rippled.

Quietly, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, together with the new ancestor Wang Mang, appeared behind the three of them.

The new ancestor Wang Mang looked at Emperor Sui Yang, Ming Taizong and others who were not aware of it at all, and quietly hid behind Zu Rong's witch.

Don't ask, it's cowardly to ask.

Dijiang Ancestral Witch glanced at Zhu Jiuyin, with a somewhat questioning look in his eyes.

Zhu Jiuyin Ancestral Witch nodded, and as he waved his hand, time froze!

next second.

When Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty and Emperor Taizong Zhu Di of the Ming Dynasty came back to their senses, they saw that they had arrived in a magnificent palace.

Twelve ancestral witches exuding a wild aura surrounded them.

There was a timid figure hiding behind Zu Rong, not daring to show his face, as if he had done something wrong.

Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty offered the God Seal and cursed:
"How dare you, Di Mang, betray me!"

Ming Taizong Zhu Di cupped his hands and said:

"I would like to ask you, the ancestral witches, why you called me two here?"

"If you want the sea of ​​blood, I will give it up."

After much thought, Emperor Taizong of the Ming Dynasty thought that the only thing that could be targeted by the Twelve Ancestral Witches was the sea of ​​blood.

This spineless dog thief Wang Mang dares to kill someone with a borrowed knife. He is really tired of living! ! !
Hearing this, Emperor Jiang's ancestral witch turned to look at the new ancestor Wang Mang and asked:
"Brother Di Mang, is it possible that your bodies are of the same kind? Why can't I see through what your bodies are?"

The new ancestor Wang Mang hesitated and said:

"Ahem, well, actually, ahem."

There is no human race in today's prehistoric times. In the future, the saint Nuwa who will make humans out of clay is still sitting in Zixiao Palace listening to sermons. How dare he say that he is a human race?
As for why the Emperor Jiang Ancestral Witch couldn't see through their true bodies, the new ancestors also had a somewhat clear idea, because they had no true bodies at all.

Zhu Jiuyin Ancestral Witch looked at the two people in front of him carefully, his eyes fell on Ming Taizong's face, nodded, shook his head, and asked:

"Do you know..."

When the words came to his lips, Zhu Jiuyin suddenly paused again. Only then did he realize that he didn't know the names of those people!

Even that young man doesn't know his name, and the way of heaven is everywhere. If the way of heaven peeks...

Thinking of this, Zhu Jiuyin Ancestral Witch said:

"Big brother!"

As brothers who were born together and have been together for countless years, Dijiang Ancestral Witch understood the meaning of Zhu Jiuyin immediately.

With a wave of their hands, everyone came to the depths of Pangu Hall and kneaded the magic formula with their hands.

"buzz"

Pangu's heart was shaken, and the law of power emerged, blocking all prying eyes.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Jiuyin Ancestral Witch still felt a little unsafe and continued:
"Big brother!"

Dijiang Ancestral Witch hesitated for a moment, then the power of space surged out, cutting off all the surrounding space, and said with a wry smile:
"Second brother, I have tried my best. Even Saint Hongjun must not be able to eavesdrop on our conversation."

Zhujiuyin Ancestral Witch said in a deep voice:

"Set up the formation!"

Gonggong, Zhu Rong, and the other ancestral wizards looked at each other and took action together.

"boom"

The moment the Twelve Capital Gods' Formation was set up, an ancient and majestic giant appeared in Pangu Hall.

At this time, Zhu Jiuyin's ancestral wizard felt a little relieved and asked:

"Let me ask you, who of you knows Grandpa Huang?" (End of Chapter)