Hong Huang: Empress Nuwa, please don’t make up your mind

At this time, Lin Lan had already felt a sense of crisis coming from her back, and immediately held the Hongmeng Qingfeng chariot on her head!

A blue light enveloped him!
Although Dijun Taiyi drew out a sword light, he was swallowed back by that blue light and flew out in an instant!
"boom--------!"

A loud noise spread throughout the Zixiao Palace.

The two brothers were thrown on the golden pillars of Zixiao Palace, and a mouthful of golden divine blood spewed out!

"puff!"

"puff!"

Tai Yi couldn't believe that he missed the opportunity that was close at hand, with a face of regret.

His hands trembled unconsciously, his eyes became even colder, and his complexion was extremely dark!
He naturally knew that if he hadn't sacrificed the Chaos Clock when he was counterattacked by the blue light, he might be seriously injured immediately, and he would no longer be able to resist!
Di Jun was also uncomfortable.

If it weren't for the sacrifice of Hetu Luoshu, I'm afraid it would be incapable of action anymore!

The two looked cold and stared at Lin Lan.

But at this time, Houtu Ancestral Witch looked at the two of them coldly, and immediately revealed his real body!
The other eleven patriarchal witches had long been displeased with Dijun Taiyi, and now Houtu showed his real body to deal with the two of them, and they also showed their real bodies to stop Dijun Taiyi!

I saw Zixiao Palace.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches showed their real bodies, what a spectacular scene!
Emperor Jiang: Like a yellow sac, as red as a red fire, with six legs and four wings, he has no face and is the ancestor of space speed.

Jumang: As green as green bamboo, with the body of a bird and the face of a man, he rides two dragons on his feet, the ancestor of the oriental wood.

Zhu Rong: A beast-headed human body, with red scales, ears pierced by fire snakes, feet on fire dragons, the ancestor of fire in the south.

Shou Shou: Human face, tiger body, golden scales, two wings, left ear pierced with snake, feet riding two dragons, the ancestor of gold in the west.

Gong Gong: A man with a python head, wearing black scales, a black dragon on his feet, a blue python wrapped around his hands, the ancestor of the northern water.

Xuanming: It is a ferocious monster with bone spurs all over its body, the ancestor witch of rain/ice.

Back Earth: Human body with snake tail, seven hands behind the back, two hands in front of the chest, holding the snake in both hands, the ancestor of the central soil.

Qiangliang: A snake in his mouth, a snake in his hand, a tiger-headed human body, four hoofed feet, long elbows, the ancestor of thunder.

Zhu Jiuyin: Human head, dragon body, red body, ancestor witch of time.

Tian Wu: Eight human faces, a tiger body and ten tails, the ancestor of the wind.

Heizi: Human face and bird body, with a blue snake hanging around his ears and a red snake in his hand, the ancestor of electricity.

Extravagant corpse: human face and animal body, ears like dogs, ears hanging green snakes, the ancestor of poisonous witches.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are about to surround Emperor Juntai to the center!

Dijun Taiyi also realized that everything is not good!
The real body of a thousand-foot-old ancestor witch appeared in front of all the great powers of the past.

The great powers of the past were also dumbfounded, fearful in their hearts, and stopped one after another, watching this incredible scene!
But Lin Lan didn't care about them so much. Seeing that Emperor Jun Taiyi was stopped by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he immediately sat down on the first purple futon.

Seeing this, Lao Tzu immediately yelled.

"Second brother, third brother! Hurry up!"

Under Lao Tzu's reminder, Yuanshi Tongtian quickly sat on the second, third, and fourth futons.

However, when Lao Tzu shouted, it reminded all the prehistoric powers.

After hearing the words, Emperor Jiang Zuwu immediately turned around and said to Houtu Zuwu.

"Sister Houtu, hurry up and grab a futon, and Dijun Taiyi, these two miscellaneous birds, can be handed over to us!"

The Hou Tu ancestor witch shook his head with a chuckle.

"Brother Dijiang, the futon is useless to me and to the Twelve Ancestral Witches. We follow the Dao of the Father God and use our strength to prove the Dao. How can we come to listen to the Dao with sincerity? I'm afraid these two miscellaneous birds will disturb Hongmeng Dao again. Friends, we will intercept the two of them here, and we must not kill them, our trump card is not something we can show at this time!"

Emperor Jiangzu Wu heard the words, but nodded.

What the ancestral witch of Houtu said made a lot of sense.

They did have the trump card to kill Emperor Juntai.

That is the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals, one of the three great killing formations in the wild!
Although there is an insurmountable gap between saints, quasi-sages, and Da Luo Jinxians!

But once the Twelve Ancestral Witches cast the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals, they can summon the phantom of Pan Gu, show the power of a saint, and cross this gap.

This is their capital!

Moreover, even Hongjun Daozu didn't dare to take Pangu Xuying's sky-opening ax head-on!
But Hongjun Daozu can become the first saint in this world, and his strength should not be underestimated.

After all, it's one thing for Hongjun to dare to take on Pangu's phantom to open the sky with an axe, but it's another thing whether the Twelve Ancestral Witches can control Pangu's phantom to hit Hongjun!

So if it is not a last resort, even if the Twelve Ancestral Witches can exert the power of a saint, they still will not easily offend Daozu Hongjun.

This is the saint dojo, which is different from the chaos.

Although the Twelve Patriarchal Witches were not afraid of Hongjun, they still had to show some face.

So after listening to the words of the Houtu ancestor witch, the other eleven ancestor witches nodded one after another, and used the coercion of the ancestor witch to trap Emperor Jun Taiyi between the two golden pillars!

But at this time, there was chaos in Zixiao Palace!
In the first row, there are only two saint poufs left.

This made those prehistoric top powers even more fearful!
Nuwa Fuxi displayed great supernatural powers, but at this time the two were under siege. After losing Lin Lan's Hongmeng Qingfeng chariot, they were under a lot of pressure, and they couldn't get away for a while!

After Kunpeng, who had an advantage in speed, fanned a gust of evil wind, he sat on the fifth purple futon impressively.

Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi immediately sacrificed the earth scriptures and turned them into earth membranes to help Taoist Hongyun get on the sixth purple futon!
At that time, in front of Zixiao Palace, all the six purple futons in the first row have owners.

For a while, the top powers of the prehistoric world stopped their actions one after another.

At this time, Nuwa Fuxi also slowly relaxed, but when she looked again, she found that all the futons in the first row had changed hands.

The two were instantly lost.

But they suddenly remembered what Lin Lan had said.

One of them will be able to sit on the purple futon in the first row, and there is a glimmer of hope in their eyes immediately.

But to be safe, the two still snatched a good seat in the second row.

At this time, Lin Lan cast a reassuring look at the two from the first futon.

In an instant, Nuwa Fuxi felt at ease, and sat in the second row.

At this time, apart from Emperor Jun Taiyi and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the rest of the prehistoric powers were seated one after another.

Dijun Taiyi sacrificed the Chaos Clock and Hetu Luoshu struggled against the pressure of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

But at this moment, their faces were ashen ashes!
All gone!
All gone!
After so many years of strategizing, all the opportunities to snatch are gone!

At this time, among the [-] seats in Zixiao Palace, there are only a few seats in the back.

How could they not know that the closer the seat is, the more rewarding they will be in listening to the sermon, and now there are only the last few seats, which really makes them extremely angry!
Immediately, the two became anxious, and a mouthful of golden blood spurted from the mouths of the two brothers!
"Pfft! Pfft!"

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, the Twelve Patriarchs laughed arrogantly and said to Lin Lan immediately.

"Fellow Daoist Hongmeng, I'll wait for the Twelve Ancestral Witches to wait for you to finish listening to the sermon outside Zixiao Palace, and I will take my leave first!"

After finishing speaking, the Twelve Ancestral Witches immediately left Zixiao Palace.

Everyone also looked at Lin Lan with envy.

But at this time, suddenly there was another sound at the gate of Zixiao Palace, which attracted all the great powers to look back!