Prehistoric: Blood Lord Styx, starting with 100,000 Pangu blood

Ever since he crushed Queen Mother Xi's bunny, he has never been able to find a suitable female fairy.

Now, Nu Wa hit the muzzle of the gun.

"Fellow Daoist, hold on tight."

Seeing that Zhen Yuanzi was eager to try, Hong Yun quickly grabbed him.

Fortunately for this old pervert, Hongyun didn't transform into a woman.

Otherwise, it is hard to escape the evil hands.

"Sister, speak carefully."

"Taiyi friend, the two of us don't have the slightest idea about the 33rd world."

Fu Xi said helplessly.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun have bad intentions towards them.

As soon as Nuwa finished speaking, all the powerful people present moved away from Nuwa and Fuxi.

As if there was something wrong with them and they didn't want to be with these two.

Even the quasi-promotion and reception are disgusted.

As if avoiding the plague god.

This old lady is too tiger.

My senior brother has nothing to do with you.

"I, Sanqing, have no objection, we're just here for a walk."

Laozi and Yuanshi Tongtian looked at each other and said slowly.

The three of them are only in the early stage of quasi-sage.

Pan Gu Primordial Spirit, can no longer be summoned.

I can't beat it again and again, so I can only admit defeat.

"My twelve ancestor witches have objections."

"Di Jun, Tai Yi, these 33 heavens belong to my Wu Clan."

Dijiang's voice came from the void.

Chapter 139 The Battle of the Lich

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches climbed Buzhou Mountain along the Tongtian Avenue.

Along the way, there was great momentum.

Hearing Donghuang Taiyi's domineering voice.

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches were extremely angry.

These 33 middle-thousand worlds are the legacy of Pan Gu's father god.

Dijun and Taiyi dared to get involved.

Among the twelve ancestor witches, Zhu Rong was very angry.

The law of flames of millions of miles, burning the void.

As a result, one didn't grasp it and roasted hundreds of thousands of Wu people.

This made Dijiang look helpless.

Fortunately, only the low-level witches.

If it was a great witch, Di Jiangfei would beat Zhu Rong to death.

In an instant, Di Jiang had come to Di Jun Taiyi.

"My witch clan disagrees."

"This is the blessed land bestowed by the Father God on the Wu Clan, and it is naturally enjoyed by the Wu Clan."

"Yaozu, it's better to go back to Sunstar."

Dijiang's domineering aura leaked out, and the cultivation base of the quasi-sage in the middle stage was fully revealed.

"In the middle period of quasi-sage, this barbarian has such a cultivation level."

"The law of heaven is not fair. My Sanqing was surpassed by such barbarians."

"Two miscellaneous birds with fur and armor, and twelve vulgar people who don't know the way of heaven, are actually comparable to my cultivation level."

"Brother, younger brother is not convinced."

Yuan Shi was furious, and his arrogance had been shattered.

Such rubbish as Dijiang has become a middle-stage quasi-sage.

I think he is Pan Gu authentic... bah... this seat is not.

Rubbish Pangu is not worthy to be the father god of this throne.

Yuan Shi vomited blood and looked at Lao Tzu with a miserable face.

Tong Tian also had an ugly face, but he didn't expect to be surpassed by Di Jiang.

Lao Tzu was calm and inaction.

He is already sure that before the third lecture of Zixiao Palace, the breakthrough will be the middle stage of quasi-sage.

Possessing the Qi of Sanqing, this is the best innate thing for beheading corpses.

"Yuanshi, you are lost."

Lao Tzu sighed helplessly.

"Dijiang, these 33 middle-thousand worlds are the treasure land of the monster clan."

"You'd better leave as soon as possible, otherwise the emperor will turn you into ashes."

Taiyi's murderous aura boiled over.