Home has a door to the flood

Chapter 138 Chaos Qi Pillar, Pangu Palace Ancestral Witch
The distance between the earth's evil layers is about 1000 billion billion kilometers. Of course, the closer to the four poles of the prehistoric, the smaller the distance.

It is said that in the prehistoric four poles, 72 layers of earth demons are superimposed together, and Da Luo Jinxian is powerless to shake it.

Ye Ang and Hongjun are two great supernatural beings, one in the Hunyuan realm and one in the seventh heaven of sub-sage, but after a while, they passed through the 72nd floor of the earth demon and came to the back of the prehistoric land.

As soon as he appeared on the dark side of the wilderness, Ye Ang's face became solemn, the air was filled with a strong evil spirit that could not be dispelled, and even occasionally an extremely thin chaotic air flow could be seen.

The sky was so dark that not even a single gleam of starlight shone through.

Ye Ang has great powers, and he can see the central place at a glance. A majestic chaotic airflow descends from the sky, forming a huge column.

This chaotic air flow was quickly disintegrated by invisible laws. When it fell to the ground, it had long been transformed into various energies and evil spirits. Part of it sank into the ground to nourish the earth, and the evil spirit remained in the air, waiting for time to degrade again.

Ye Ang raised his head and looked up into the sky, it was blurry, but it didn't bother him, with his magical powers, the infinite obstacles dissipated in a blink of an eye, and he "saw" the source of the chaotic airflow.

There is a huge aperture in the cosmic membrane, and there is no chaotic hole at the dry place of the cosmic membrane, so the chaotic air flow falls straight down.

There is where the prehistoric universe is located.

Ye Ang looked down to the center of the continent, where the air flow in the chaos ended, and a vast and heavy aura emanated from it. Even far away, Ye Ang could feel its infinite and heavy aura.

Just as Ye Ang was about to ask something, he suddenly stopped, turned around and looked behind him, only to see a majestic figure reaching into the clouds, stepping away from the chaotic airflow, and two huge chaotic auras wrapped around his feet, like a giant dragon.

The person who came was as green as green bamboo, with a bird body and a human face, plus the dragon-shaped chaotic aura wrapped around his feet, Ye Ang's heart moved slightly, and he immediately understood that this guy, if nothing unexpected, was Jumang!The Ancestral Witch of Wood!
Although Gou Mang unfolded his Dharma image and climbed into the clouds, he still lacked confidence in the face of these two uninvited guests.

These two guys put too much pressure on him.

Seeing that the two were just looking at him without speaking, Jumang had no choice but to put away his dharma form and turned it into his true form, which was still as green as green bamboo, with the body of a bird and the face of a human, riding two dragons on his feet.

"I don't know the two great gods, what is the important thing to come to my Nine Nether Land?"

Hongjun smiled slightly, and said kindly: "Pindao is invited by the gods of the Houtu, and I'm here to tell you a story."

Right here, a very subtle fluctuation came from the central place. Although it could hide it from others, it couldn't hide it from Hongjun and Ye Ang.

Gou Mang seemed to have got some news, he was taken aback for a moment, and then with a kind smile on his face, he said, "You two come with me."

He has a weird image, and his smile is quite funny, but Ye Ang and Hong Jun are not the kind of people who are more serious than appearances, but it can be seen that although this guy is full of evil spirits, he is still sincere.

Anyway, Hongjun was satisfied with how he looked at it, with a full smile on his face.

When Ye Ang thought of Hongjun's evil corpse named Dijiang, he felt that it was extremely disobedient, and looked at Jumang with some scrutiny.

Gou Mang didn't care about the eyes of the guests, and pointed directly to the central place, "You two great gods, that's right there, I'll take you there."

After all, Gou Mang shattered the space directly, fleeing directly to the central place.

Leaving Ye Ang and Hongjun looking at each other, this is the so-called "take us there?".

Not only is this ancestor witch's way of escaping through space extremely rough, but his way of dealing with people is also quite rough.

The two great supernatural beings shook their heads, and then fled directly to the central place.

Ye Ang and Hongjun arrived at the central place almost at the same time. One of the two is a Hunyuan powerhouse who holds part of the power of space, and his understanding of the laws of space is quite profound. His attainments are not much weaker.

The two slowed down intentionally or unintentionally, but they still reached the central place a quarter of an hour earlier than Gou Mang.

The two of them were not in a hurry to enter, and there was no reason to abandon the people who led the way, so the two of them simply stood outside and watched the spectacular scene in front of them.

As soon as he came out of the space, what greeted his eyes was a vast, majestic and majestic hall.

The whole body of the main hall is dark black, and the design is extremely simple. Although compared with its overall width, it looks a little shorter, but it still gives people an incomparably majestic feeling, which adds to its heavy and solid feeling.

It seems that as long as this hall is suppressed here, the whole earth will be unshakable.

There is no plaque above the gate of the main hall, and the three black cloud patterns in one piece contain strange and heavy consciousness information!

There are a total of three information nodes, and each information node is extremely thick, as if it can transform the virtual into the real and crush the void!
plate!
antiquity!
temple!
"It is indeed Pangu's inheritance." Hongjun said slowly.

"Is it authentic?" Ye Ang asked casually.

"Forget it." Hongjun nodded, not knowing what he was thinking about.

The masters of the Pangu Palace also had a tacit understanding and did not directly invite them to enter, but waited for Jumang's arrival.

Ye Ang looked up at the Pangu Temple with interest, the huge column-shaped chaotic air flow was falling down, the scene was very spectacular, at first glance it reminded him of the scene of standing under Tongtian Jianmu.

But when the chaotic air flow fell to the bottom, it had been disintegrated layer by layer by the prehistoric universe and turned into various auras and evil spirits. Suddenly, it seemed that the aura and evil aura flowed down from the top of the Pangu Temple. Ye Ang and Hongjun stood in front of them, It's like two ants.

The end is extremely spectacular, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

The two were looking at the room when the space behind them broke open, and Gou Mang's figure sprang out from it.

He slapped his head, and said rather embarrassedly: "The little god's way of space is so shallow, it made the two great gods laugh at him." He forced a smile as he spoke.

Ye Ang always felt that his smile was not so innocent.

But with Gou Mang leading them, they walked towards the Pangu Palace in a generous manner.

As soon as he approached, the gate of the Pangu Temple opened with a bang, and several strong and thick auras criss-crossed, each aura not weaker than that of the late quasi-sage.

There is even an aura in it, thick and steady, but gentle and peaceful, which makes people feel good about it involuntarily.

Almost mixed!

Ye Ang frowned imperceptibly, which was somewhat different from what he knew.

"You two are guests from afar, please come in!" The clear and peaceful female voice was friendly and steady.

Ye Ang and Hongjun were not stage-frightened, they stepped straight into the Pangu Palace.

Entering the Pangu Temple, it seems to have entered an extremely thick world.

The surrounding space is extremely wide, without the slightest oppressive atmosphere.

There are a total of twelve "short" piles on the opposite side. It is said that it is short, but it is actually a little shorter compared with the space of the main hall itself. In fact, it is still hundreds of feet high.

On these twelve short stakes, there are seven ancestor witches of different shapes standing now.

One has a python-headed human body, covered with black scales, steps on a black dragon-shaped chaotic aura, and wraps a green python-shaped chaotic aura in his hands. He is the ancestor of water, Wu Gonggong.

One is a ferocious monster with bone spurs all over its body, and it is Wu Xuanming, the ancestor of rain.

One is breathing in the snake-shaped chaotic aura, and there is also a snake-shaped chaotic aura wrapped in his hand. He has a tiger head and a human body, four hoofed feet, and long elbows. He is Wu Qiangliang, the ancestor of thunder.

One, with eight human faces and a tiger body with ten tails, is Wu Tianwu, the ancestor of wind.

One is the opposite of Jumang, with a human face and a bird body, with a green snake-shaped chaotic aura in his ear, and a red snake-shaped chaotic aura in his hand. He is Wu Xizi, the ancestor of electricity.

One has a human face and a beast body, with dog-like ears and chaotic aura in the shape of a green snake hanging from his ears.

What surprised Ye Ang most was the ancestral witch on the short pile in the center, with a Taoist body, light yellow clothes, black hair like clouds, and an elegant and dignified face. The shaman, the ancestor of the soil, is also the queen of the soil!
(End of this chapter)