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Chapter 296 0296 Return of the Twelve Ancestral Witches (Second Change)

Sure enough, as Li Chen thought, the soul of the Lord of Universiade is almost full of the power of the Dao, and this power is almost integrated with the soul.

When separating and extracting this kind of power, the Lord of Great Luck almost fainted from the pain. After reaching this level of cultivation, there are very few things that can shake the emotional will, but this is directly moving the knife on the soul. , Even if you want to block the pain, you can't block it.

"Ah..., ah, the Great Dao!!!" The voice sounded like an innocent soul running out of hell to seek his life.

The Lord of Great Luck no longer had that calm immortal energy on his body, only a sense of exhaustion.

Removing the power of the Dao, the soul of the Lord of Great Luck shrank by a circle.

Fortunately, it didn't affect his cultivation, and even after going through this time, his cultivation improved a small part.

Seeing the Lord of Universiade's painful appearance, Li Chen didn't feel much. Li Chen had already anticipated the current situation when he began to eliminate the power of the Dao.

Li Chen checked again, and after confirming that there was no power of Dao, a green light glowed on his hand.

Falling on the body of the Lord of Great Luck, a sense of comfort arose spontaneously, as if the pain just now was just an illusion, and the whole person couldn't help being intoxicated.

After a while, Li Chen felt that he had repaired the soul of the Lord of Fortune, and then stopped the output of power. He patted the Lord of Fortune's shoulder lightly and said:
"All right……"

Feeling Li Chen's hand on his shoulder, the Lord of Great Luck woke up faintly.

The first thing he did when he woke up, he quickly got up and bowed to Li Chen: "Thank you, my lord!"

"Hehe, you've already called me lord, isn't that what you should do, why bother to thank you!"

Although Li Chen said so, the Lord of Universiade still insisted on finishing the salute.

That's what I said, but how to do it, the Lord of Universiade has his own set of standards in his heart.

"boom--"

At this moment, an explosion sounded in the wilderness, the sound was deafening, and it was not lethal, but more of a shock from the soul.

"Wu-wu-wu-wu-"

Ancient and boundless slogans sounded in the prehistoric, like warriors returning from battle.

The Pangu Temple, which disappeared in the prehistoric times, reappeared in the prehistoric times at this time.

"Boom-boom-boom-boom"

A powerful heartbeat made the heartbeats of the creatures in the entire prehistoric world involuntarily synchronize with it.

When this rhythm spread to the God Realm, Li Chen couldn't help but snort coldly, and immediately the entire God Realm was like an impregnable city wall, unaffected by the heartbeat at all.

Brahma, who studied Buddhism in the West, heard this voice and couldn't help but looked at Jieyin Zhunti and asked, "I don't know if this is it?"

Zhunti and Jieyin looked at each other, thinking of the prehistoric world ruled by the two clans of Lich, Zhunti's face was a little heavy, and after taking a breath, he slowly opened his mouth and said: "I think the ancestor of the Wu clan who died in the past Wu is coming back again..."

"The Witch Clan? What is the Witch Clan?"

Hearing Zhunti's words clearly aroused Fan's interest.

"In the words of Atum and the others, the witch clan is the direct blood of the Creator God!" Zhunti explained.

"This prehistoric world is so big, doesn't it mean that they are very powerful?"

"how to say……"

A wry smile appeared on Zhunti's face, it was really powerful, otherwise how could he have been able to rule the prehistoric world together with the Yaozu for a measurable amount of time.

"Junior brother, back then the Wu Clan never had a saint realm, no matter how powerful they are now, they are only at the quasi-saint level, even if they summon Pangu's true body, they can only resist a strong saint realm..."

Hearing Jieyin's words, Zhunti was like waking up from a dream.

"Amitabha, it's a poor monk. Thank you brother for reminding me—"

Fan was on the side, still curious on his face, but seeing the expressions of Zhunti and Jieyin, they also had self-knowledge, and did not break the casserole to ask the end.

Since Zhunti Daoist friends have said that they probably will return again, it is time to visit again.What others say is not as clear as what you can understand.

When Yuan Shi of Kunlun heard this voice, his face was also ugly, his face was so dark that he was about to drip water.

After the Lich War, I advocated killing the weeds and eradicating the roots, and when the witch clan returned, my own troubles also came.

Sure enough, not long after, twelve voices came from the prehistoric world:
"My Emperor Jiang..."

"I candle nine shades..."

"My sentence Mang..."

"I……"

……

"The witch clan returns to the prehistoric world today! Be the ruler of the world!!!"

As if declaring, and as if vowing, the voice echoed in the prehistoric.

Asked in the palace, Li Chen was expressionless, but the Lord of Great Fortune knew that this witch clan simply didn't pay attention to the divine way, which was supported by Li Chen.

The witch not only touched the tiger's butt, but also planned to cut a piece of meat from the tiger's butt.

The Lord of Universiade clasped his fists at Li Chen, and said, "Master, do you want your subordinates to teach the Wu Clan a lesson?"

Li Chen suddenly laughed——

"'Luck', you said that if you were bitten by a dog, would you bite it back? Let them go crazy for a while, it's good that they didn't violate my divine way, otherwise even if Pangu is resurrected, it will be difficult to save them!!!"

The Lord of Universiade was thoughtful, and clasped his hands towards Li Chen for a while and said, "This subordinate understands!"

Li Chen didn't care whether the lord of great fortune really understood or pretended to understand, he just closed his eyes and went to practice.

Without Li Chen's instructions, the Shinto gods would naturally treat the announcement of the ancestor witches as if they didn't hear them, and still do what they should do.

Just because Shinto doesn't trouble the Wu Clan doesn't mean that other people won't go. After all, there are too many people who have enmity with the Wu Clan.

As soon as the Wu Clan's announcement fell, a disdainful laugh resounded through the sky.

"Being the ruler of the world? What a joke! How dare you speak nonsense even with your outdated witch clan? Who in the prehistoric world doesn't know that the real master of the prehistoric is the god of the divine way..."

"Extremely great!"

"..."

A sound of echo sounded.

Although this is the truth, if you say it like this, it will cause trouble for Shinto...

Those with discerning eyes can see clearly.

The sage travels, and the purple air comes from the east.

There were bursts of sounds from the sky, flowers falling from the sky, and golden lotuses gushing from the ground. Nuwa, Laozi, and Yuanshi came hand in hand.

The three people and the Wu Clan have more or less karma. If the Wu Clan declines, it is fine, but if the Wu Clan rises, the three will bear the brunt.

"Hahaha, the sage is here, and our ancestor witches are far away to welcome us, and we still look at Haihan..." Di Jiang walked out of the Pangu Hall with a group of ancestor witches, and said with a smile.

That appearance is no different from when he fell, but the aura on his body made the eyes of the people watching couldn't help shrinking.

Not much stronger than the original Zuwu.

If you want to divide a realm, it is the Hunyuan of the physical body.

What does it feel like to be the strongest in the early stage of the twelve saints?You must know that there have never been so many saints in the entire prehistoric world.

In addition to shock, or shock.

No wonder they dared to say that the witch clan ruled the world.

Yuan Shi and the others put out the idea of ​​finding fault in an instant, and it was a good thing that they and others could leave the Wu Clan intact.

Seeing the sudden change of everyone's attitude, Di Jiang nodded with satisfaction: "The Wu Clan has returned to the prehistoric world, but it is thankful for you to come to watch the ceremony. In the future, we will go there one by one to thank you—"

Some mighty ones whose cultivation bases were not close to crying would cry when they heard this.

Secretly, he couldn't help but complain that he had nothing to do to join in the fun——

(End of this chapter)