Authentic world, Pangu blood pool.

The blood pool was half an acre in size, and the crimson water seemed to be boiling, bubbling and bubbling.

The strongest among the great witches, Xing Tian, ​​who has always been known as the god of war, was soaked in the center of the blood pool.

Around the Pangu blood pool, there are twelve ancestor witches standing respectively.

"...Brother, please peel your heart and draw blood!"

Hearing Houtu's order, the ancestral witches looked solemn, and used their hands as knives to ruthlessly plunge into their chests and hearts.

"Hiss..."

From time to time, there was the sound of gasping for air from the ancestral witches, and the muscles on their faces were trembling, but none of them stopped.

As the ancestral witches slowly withdraw their hands from their chests, revealing a bloody hole the size of a fist, a heart can be seen beating slowly.

At this moment, Hou Tu made a formula with both hands, muttering something in his mouth, dense ancient runes appeared in the surrounding space, mysterious and mysterious.

Under the guidance of Houtu's mana, the chests of the eleven ancestral witches gushed like streams of blood, condensing fist-sized blood cells on their chests.

These blood cells are extremely bright red, and one can feel a sense of ancient barbarism from them. The life energy is extremely huge, which is much stronger than the top spirit root tonic in the prehistoric world.

Zu Wu's physical body is extremely strong, and his flesh and blood energy are like tonics. Now he donates his heart and blood, and the energy contained in it is even more extraordinary. If an ordinary creature touches such a drop, not only will it not be reborn, but it will be burst by the endless blood energy. .

Now, eleven parts of the ancestor witch's blood essence are gathered together and injected into the body of the great witch Xingtian!

Boom boom boom!
At the moment when the great witch Xingtian's body contained the essence and blood of these ancestral witches, the body of the great witch, who was originally one of the best among the witch clan, suddenly swelled, and his meridians, skin and flesh burst in many places.

"Ahhh!"

This pain was like cracking a car, and Xing Tian couldn't help but roar.

At this time, after the Eleventh Ancestral Witch donated the blood essence of the ancestor witch in his heart, all of them had weakened a bit, but they had no time to worry about themselves. After simple treatment of their injuries, they stared at Xing Tian in the Pangu blood pool.

A strange scene appeared. When Xingtian's body was tattered by the blood essence of the ancestor witch, Pangu's blood pool suddenly burst into bloody light, and the power of chaos and Pangu's innate energy contained in the pool water began to gather and merge into Xingtian's body , and then the wound began to heal rapidly, and Xing Tian's aura became stronger and stronger.

However, this state did not last long, and soon the sound of "Puff", "Puff" came again, and the body of the great witch Xingtian "exploded" again.

The blood of the ancestral witch is constantly raging in his body, like a raging wild beast, destroying the flesh, bones, and meridians in the body. If it is not for the great witch Xingtian who is powerful, I am afraid that he will be alive by the power contained in the blood of the ancestral witch from the very beginning Burst.

But as long as you take a closer look, you will find that this time Xing Tian's physical injury is half a point better than the beginning.

Of course, it's only half a point. No matter how you look at it, the injury is close to being torn apart.

Soon, the blood pool surged, and Houtu guided him aside, fine granulation sprouted from Xingtian's wound, and the injury quickly healed completely again.

The various powers contained in the Pangu blood pool are helping Xing Tian adapt to this power, so as to cross the boundary of the big thing and be promoted to the body of the ancestor witch.

After that, another "explosion" caused injuries all over his body, and the blood pool repaired his physical body again.

But no matter how severe the pain was, Xing Tian still had no intention of giving up.

At the beginning, he still screamed and wailed, his body was torn apart, healed, torn apart, healed, this kind of pain was constantly superimposed, and it was not only aimed at the body, but also the spirit. The walking dead with dementia.

However, what made the ancestral witches proud was that Xing Tian persevered. From the scream at the beginning, to the grim expression and firm eyes behind him, there was no sign of wavering.

Back and forth, while Xing Tian was enduring endless pain, his physical body was absorbing the power of the Pangu blood pool and the blood essence of the ancestral witch little by little, and continued to grow...

During this process, the pain that Xing Tian endured was also gradually reduced, and it was instead the satisfaction and surprise brought about by the increase in strength.

The ancestral witches looked at Xing Tian who was undergoing transformation in the blood pool, and they couldn't help giving a thumbs up, sincerely admiring the other party's willpower, even if it is a stronger existence than Xing Tian, ​​it is not easy to have such a complete will.

"As expected of the son of my witch clan, it is only with this backbone that you can take on the responsibility of the ancestor witch!"

"Xing Tian, ​​we look forward to the day when we will be equal to you in the future!"

"Haha, I can't wait to see Yaozu's expression when they know you have become the No.13 Ancestral Witch!"

The ancestral witches couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that Xingtian's situation had stabilized little by little.

"what!"

At this moment, Xing Tian let out a long cry, and opened his mouth like a whale swallowing, actually inhaling most of the energy in Pangu's blood pool into his abdomen, and then his body swelled violently.

The scarred body exploded with a "bang", and the entire Pangu blood pool set off huge waves, and the waves beat up.

As the tide subsided, a majestic, extremely strong and powerful figure hung in the midair of Pangu's blood pool, his eyes were firm, and his whole body exuded an unyielding fighting spirit. It was the newborn Xing Tian.

The thirteenth ancestor witch of the witch clan!
The "body" that exploded before was just layers of dead flesh peeled off from the surface of Xing Tian's body due to transformation.

"Xing Tian pays homage to all your lords!"

Xing Tian was promoted to the ancestral witch physique, flew to the blood pool and subconsciously saluted the twelve ancestral witches respectfully.

However, at this time, Di Jiang waved his hand, held up Xing Tian's body in the air, and said with a smile:

"You not only fused our blood essence, but also got the Pangu blood pool to reshape the body and forge the foundation of the ancestral witch. Now my brother claims that it is, so there is no need to perform this great gift."

Zu Wu Zhurong stepped forward and patted Xing Tian on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "From now on, you will be the thirteenth child, and our little sister Hou Tu will not be the youngest one at all."

" Hahaha!"

The other ancestral witches also laughed out of good intentions. Whether it is gaining an extra brother, successfully completing the twelve ancestral witches, or witnessing the rise of the younger generation, it is a great thing.

Xing Tian was also infected by this emotion, and immediately shouted at the ancestral witches: "Foolish brother Xing Tian, ​​I have met you brothers!"

After the excitement, I dare to get down to business.

It's not enough to gather the twelve ancestral witches, all the ancestral witches also need to practice the formation, and let Xing Tian familiarize himself with the operation of the Twelve Capitals Natural Shaman formation as soon as possible, otherwise it will be over if there is a problem in the actual battle.

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