Honghuang: This Hongjun can deal with it, if he has the blame, he will really bear it

"Brothers~!"

Houtu's body trembled, and his usually fierce and cold eyes suddenly softened.

It had been too long since she had seen the voices of other Zuwu.

When Chaos Qinglian played a scene of Hongjun falling into the Pangu Temple before, there was a scene of Dijiang and other ancestor witches being conceived.

But at that time, even Di Jiang was just a shell, not fully conceived.

And what she saw at this time, the ancestor witches including Di Jiang were already the images in her memory.

Moreover, it is not the original form of the ancestor witches, but the form of "human".

This shows that the ancestral witches have mastered the art of transformation and learned to control their own power.

Otherwise, walking through the prehistoric world in the original form of the ancestral witch will really destroy wherever you go.

People say that Zu Wu is warlike.

But in fact, when they came out of Buzhou Mountain to walk in the wilderness, they were already very restrained.

At this time, several ancestral witches were looking at the sky, discussing what Hongjun had heard.

"Oh? Brother, I never thought there would be such a strong man in the prehistoric world."

"I thought the miscellaneous birds in the sky that day were already annoying enough, but I didn't expect this kind of Hongjun to be even more high-profile and annoying."

"He directly announced to Honghuang Tiandi, as if he was the boss of Honghuang."

"Our ancestor Wu is the authentic Pangu. What is he, Hongjun, who dares to claim to preach to the whole prehistoric?"

When Wu Gonggong, the ancestor of water, was steaming with water, he looked very angry.

"that is!"

"What kind of thing is he, Hongjun!?"

"So what about the saint? I wish Rong will have a good fight with him, and let him know how powerful our ancestral witches are!"

Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of fire, was full of arrogance, and his eyes were full of dissatisfaction with Hongjun's direction.

Gong Gong and Zhu Rong, these two violent tempers, can't be beaten, but they will never be afraid!
Shua~!Shua~!Shua~!

A void figure appeared in the sky and the ground in an instant, flickering around the bodies of the ancestor witches and then stabilized.

The person who used this supernatural power was Di Jiang, the ancestor of space and speed, and also the leader of the ancestors.

Although his strength may not be the strongest, but he is the eldest brother after all, so his words in Zuwu still carry a lot of weight.

"My brothers and sisters."

"I just used my supernatural powers to try to get close to Na Hongjun in order to detect his reality."

"But I found that he was outside the prehistoric world, and even I couldn't reach it in an instant, and there was an invisible dao rhyme shrouded in it, which seemed to make me unable to get close."

"The strength of his saint is really extraordinary!"

"Zhu Jiuyin, you have the law of time, can you see this grand sermon on the long river of time, and how will it affect our ancestor witches?"

"Should we go to that Zixiao Palace to listen to Na Hongjun's preaching after 3000 years?"

"Brother, let me know as soon as I find out."

Zhu Jiuyin's eyes began to glow with white light, and his whole body seemed to be supported by an invisible force.

The matter around him became nothingness, and the whole person seemed to be trapped in another time and space, but left the body in this space.

Endless information poured into Zhu Jiuyin's eyes, and he saw that he was in a long river of time.

A palace appeared in this long river of time, but the palace emitted such a strong light that he couldn't even see the things inside.

It's just that in the dark, he saw a vague figure in the palace, and he felt a blood connection between his figure and his ancestral witch.

Soon, the strong light in the palace made his whole spirit begin to collapse.

The other ancestral witches were shocked when they found that Zhu Jiuyin's eyes were bleeding blood.

Zhu Jiuyin was also suddenly interrupted at this moment, her whole body seemed to have suffered a huge blow, and she covered her eyes in pain.

"Zhu Jiuyin!!"

"Zhu Jiuyin!!"

Several ancestral witches quickly supported Zhu Jiuyin's weak body, and asked:
"How could this be!?"

"What did you just see!?"

"Brother, brothers." Zhu Jiuyin breathed violently, her emotions were very agitated, and her tone was also very hasty.

"Unexpectedly, Na Hongjun is so terrifying."

"I tried to spy on the situation of our ancestral witch in the palace where he gave the lecture in the long river of time, but just his palace was already in an indescribable and indescribable state, which directly stabbed my eyes."

"I just saw a vague figure in that palace."

"That figure may be one of our brothers and sisters."

Di Jiang took a breath:
"Hiss~! Unexpectedly, you, who are gifted with supernatural powers of time, can't spy on Hongjun's long river of time."

"And there's been such a huge backlash."

"This shows that preaching 3000 years later must be very dangerous for us Zuwu."

"I see the sermons 3000 years later, we don't want to go there."

As soon as Di Jiang said this, other ancestral witches also expressed their opinions one after another.

"Brother is right."

"My eleventh patriarch witch is the authentic Pan Gu sect, and has his own way to improve his cultivation. Why should he listen to his crooked ways?"

"I see that kind of sermon, so there is no need to go."

"That's right, what kind of sermons are you listening to? It's such a headache!"

"That's right, don't you see that Gong Gong and I fight every day, don't we improve very quickly!?"

"Hahaha!"

Zhu Rong made two more gestures with Gonggong, which caused the ancestors and witches to roar with laughter.

The ancestral witches lacked a scripture, and the atmosphere quickly eased up.

Di Jiang didn't take this matter seriously any longer:

"That's what the brothers said."

"Since this is the case, then our eleventh patriarchal witches are not allowed to go to that Raoshizi Zixiao Palace to listen to the old man Hongjun's sermon!"

"it is good!!"

"Whoever goes is the son of a turtle!!"

At this time, the only female ancestor Wu Xuanming thought for a while calmly, and asked:

"Brother, Zhu Jiuyin just said that he sensed a figure in the palace that might have a blood relationship with our ancestral witch."

"How should this matter be understood?"

Di Jiang shook his hand:

"I'm too lazy to think about it so much. Our current eleventh ancestor witch just doesn't want to go."

"Anyway, none of us wants to go!"

The ancestral witches booed again:
"Correct!"

"Who wants to go!"

"do you want to go?"

"Who is a decent person to listen to sermons?"

"Did you hear the sermon?"

"I don't listen."

"Who can tell the truth?"

"Can you understand the Tao by listening to others?"

"Damn!!"

"Hahaha!"

The ancestral witches laughed again.

This atmosphere was also transmitted to all the immortals and Buddhas before Chaos Qinglian.

They were all infected by the bold, straightforward and funny atmosphere of the ancestral witches, and suddenly felt that these ancestral witches were cute and got along very well.

It can be regarded as the long-lost sunshine on the beach in the always gloomy prehistoric relationship.

"Haha."

"Hahaha."

Some people also laughed along with the ancestral witches.

It's just that these people laughed halfway but stopped abruptly.

They can't wait to slap themselves and bury their hearts.

The ancestral witches agreed that decent people would not listen to Hongjun's preaching, and those who listened to Hongjun's preaching were despicable.

But the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Empress Dowager, went to listen to the sermon!
At this time, Zhou Qing's eyes also froze suddenly, and he found a problem,
What Di Jiangkou said just now was the Eleventh Ancestral Witch! ?
Zhou Qing counted twice to the strong figures in the projection.

I found out that it was really eleven!
There is no sign of Houtu! !