Supreme Training System

Chapter 632 Ancestral Witch Hall

Those many powerful figures who have been hidden for a long time, such as the powerful Yang Mei, the demon ancestor Luohu and so on.

Even if these strong men shot one after another, the prehistoric world also seemed powerless.

What about the ability to fight back?
And this time.Zhao Xing descended suddenly.

In an instant, it was felt by some powerful figures.

However, when these strong men wanted to find Zhao Xing's trace, they were already unable to detect it.

Zhao Xing is not stupid!

At this time, the enemy and friend are unknown.

Hongjun, who controls the Jade Butterfly Creation, is definitely a powerful existence.

At least, the current Zhao Xing still doesn't have much confidence to compete with him!
Stepping into the prehistoric, the endless breath of life between the heaven and the earth exudes endless resentment.

Zhao Xing couldn't help thinking.

"Living souls are raging, and resentment is intertwined. From this point of view, the prehistoric hell has not yet been established. However, it is imminent. At least the Dao of Heaven is grand, and it is absolutely not allowed to delay too long. After all, the resentment of living beings is intertwined, but it can corrode the will of the Dao of Heaven. This is definitely something that Hongjun cannot allow. However, is the matter of reincarnation? Does Houtu really have to be able to complete it?"

The function of the underworld is to collect the souls between heaven and earth.

Wash away the memory in their souls.

Without past life memories, naturally there will be no criss-crossing resentment.

Of course, this is just his guess.

What now?
Zhao Xing is heading towards the south of the prehistoric world.

When he appeared in this world, he vaguely felt a calling power.

It seems that in this direction, there is a mysterious thing that can make his strength complete the transformation again.

This is Zhao Xing's feeling, but it's not just random thinking.

This is the induction of Dao.

Zhao Xing didn't want to be too high-profile, so he didn't use all his means.

Time passed, and it took about four or five years for him to travel through the endless Great Desolate Continent.

It can be said that during this trip, I have seen many grievances and hatreds.

Absolutely let Zhao Xing know the changes between heaven and earth like the palm of his hand.

"Is this the Ancestral Witch Hall? It's such a friendly feeling!"

Over the years, he traveled through the wilderness, so he naturally had to know where he was going.

You should know that this place is the direction of the Ancestral Witch Hall.

He seems to have realized one thing.

Ancestral Witch Hall!
Only the Ancestral Witch Palace, which symbolizes the glory of all the witch clan, can there be Pangu's relics.

Now, Zhao Xing has transformed into the avatar of the hundred-thousand-zhang ancestral witch.

In the final analysis, it is the glory created by such a drop of Pangu's blood essence.

Since traveling through the Pangu world, the Ancestral Witch Hall must not be missed.

Of course, the Ancestral Witch Palace belongs to the core of the Witch Clan after all.

In any case, Zhao Xing used all his skills to completely restrain the aura on his body, and turned into an ordinary warrior.

It is also impossible to approach the Ancestral Witch Hall quietly.

After all, the area around the Ancestral Witch Hall is where many witch clans live.

Not to mention an ordinary person, even a real unrivaled monster, it is impossible to get so close.

Just like this, Zhao Xing seemed ordinary.

In fact, it is the real horror.

Even the ancestral witch who stayed behind in the ancestral witch hall was alarmed!
However, the figure that appeared in front of Zhao Xing really made him feel stunned!
This is Zu Wu?

Zhao Xing couldn't believe his eyes.

After all, the Zuwu at this time is really hot, directly changing the three views.

"Among the twelve ancestor witches, it seems that only two ancestor witches are female. After the land reincarnation, it shouldn't be like this? Could it be that this is the ancestor witch Xuanming? However, Xuanming should have a deep and gloomy feeling ? Now it really doesn’t fit. Everything is that damned centipede that messed up the world and made me look dumbfounded!”

Initially, a little confusion flashed across Zhao Xing's face.

Then, full of resentment.

At this time, this hotly dressed figure had already appeared in front of Zhao Xing.

"Who are you? Don't you know that this is the sphere of influence of our witch clan?"

Obviously, the woman in front of her is not only dressed a bit hot, but also has a bad temper!
As if he had taken gunpowder, he came up with a burst of hot words that covered his head and face.

"This is indeed the sphere of influence of the witch clan, but so what? If I think about it, it is the Zixiao Palace of Taoist ancestors. I can shuttle at will? It's just a small ancestor witch palace? How can it stop me? pace?"

Zhao Xing seemed to have regained his domineering appearance.

In fact, he just wanted to make a joke with the hot beauty in front of him.

Obviously, this joke was not pleasant to Zu Wu's ears.

It also made the Zu Wu in front of him become violent.

I saw that his body soared instantly, directly reaching a height of one hundred thousand feet.

Vaguely, one could see the chaotic aura circulating on their bodies.

Obviously, the strength of these ancestral witches is not simple.

He has already touched the profound meaning of chaos, perhaps in millions of years.

Or, if they can appear in the chaos, they can use the majestic atmosphere of chaos to absolutely have the ability to achieve the supreme realm of good fortune.

That is the so-called holy.

At the same time, a little shock appeared in Zhao Xing's eyes.

Zu Wu is already so powerful.

How powerful would the three-legged Golden Crow Donghuang Taiyi who controlled the Donghuang Bell be?
Perhaps, even in the face of a real saint, he will win the battle!
terror!
With a snap of his fingers, countless thoughts flashed through Zhao Xing's mind.

At the same time, the appearance of the avatar of the hundred-thousand-foot ancestral witch also attracted the attention of the entire prehistoric world.

Whether it's the many ancestral witches who are on the front line of the Celestial Centipede World Legion, or the Supreme Heavenly Emperor who is in charge of the power of the monster clan.

Of course, even if he is the most powerful person in the world, Hongjun's eyes seem to be a little flickering.

Now, in the entire prehistoric world, the most powerful experts have all appeared on the front line of the Celestial Centipede World War.

Those who stay behind to guard the core secret place also have their own responsibilities.

Absolutely will not, and dare not wantonly set foot near the Ancestral Witch Hall.

"Could it be that the existence that caused Zuwu's fury was the strange aura I felt just now?"

Such a thought flashed through Hongjun's mind.

Zhao Xing was really speechless when he saw that Zu Wu started to fight at the slightest disagreement.

At this time, he naturally didn't want to expose himself.

A little light flickered on the body, releasing the Lord of Death.

He himself is hidden in the void.

The chaotic aura on Zhao Xing's body was subdued, and Zu Wu couldn't feel his difference.

However, the great witch incarnates as the Lord of Death, but he is a real great witch.

A little bit of Zhao Xing's ancestral witch essence and blood.

Even though his body was entangled with the endless breath of dead spirits, Zuwu still noticed the identity of the witch clan.

(End of this chapter)