Honghuang demolition team

Young master Ye watched Fuxi go away in a trance, knocked his head and wondered if he was dreaming, the elder brother and the second elder brother really went to negotiate with the ancestral witches?

These days, there is actually a miraculous existence that speaks first and then hands, it is indeed a big brother!

Kong Xuan turned his head and looked at the blank young man with a trace of worry in his eyes, "Young master?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little surprised." Ye Yang supported Tai'a to stand firm, shook his head and put aside the myths and stories that had little reference value in it, "Where is the Pangu Palace, Kong Xiaoxuan, have you been there before?" ?"

The unfamiliar name was called out by the young master naturally, even with a bit of intimacy. Kong Xuan felt a little hot in his heart, and twirled the name on the tip of his tongue for several times, and then replied softly, "I have never been there, But know where."

In fact, as long as you know the direction, you just have to go where you want to go. The Pangu Temple and Buzhou Mountain still have the coercion of the Pangu God, and you can feel the oppression from a long distance away.

None of the young masters have ever traveled far, so it's normal not to know these things.

Ye Yang nodded, let Kong Xuan lead the way, and asked while remembering the direction, "Kong Xiaoxuan, does your father have any grudges against Jie Yin Zhun Ti? Why do they always have trouble with you?"

The luck of the Phoenix Clan is indeed eye-catching, but now the dragon, phoenix and kylin clans are all in dismal fate. If the Phoenix Clan is moved, the Dragon and Qilin Clans will definitely not let it go. They shouldn't use such a simple and rude way if they want luck, right?

Kong Xuan didn't know much about Yuanfeng. Even if he knew something, he only learned from other people that Yuanfeng had already merged with the undead volcano when he and Dapeng were just eggs. There is no chance to meet each other, let alone what Yuanfeng has done.

I heard that my father was very strong-tempered, and Jieyin Zhunti didn’t show his strength before he became a saint. When the Feng Clan was strong, his father’s cultivation level was rare in the prehistoric age. Certainly not easily let go.

Maybe it's really old grudges.

Kong Xuan's eyes were slightly cold, no matter what the reason was, Kong Xuan was the only one who had grudges against Zhunti now, even if there was no protection from his clan behind him, he would never let it go.

Forget about Peacock Daming King, there is even Laoshizi Buddha's mother, they are rushing to be someone's son, he doesn't want to be this father!

His father was so handsome back then, as his son, how could he end up being bullied by others?

Ye Yang felt a little uncomfortable when he heard it, and realized that Kong Xuan must be more uncomfortable than him, and quickly changed the subject after scolding Jie Yinzhun for a few words. It gradually dissipated, and finally only a faint smile remained.

The two of them were not in a hurry, so they walked towards the residence of the Wu Clan so slowly. Ye Yang knew that the Wu Clan near Buzhou Mountain was easy to get along with, so he was not sure what the Wu Clan outside was like, so he didn't pull Kong Xuan Let's hang around in other people's tribes together.

Negotiation is a time-consuming task. The eldest brother and the second brother will not return to Heaven so soon, so they can be less anxious.

After Pangu's body died, except for the primordial spirit and turned into Sanqing, the remaining twelve drops of blood in the body turned into twelve ancestral witches, who absorbed the turbid air of the earth to cultivate in the Pangu Temple.

The bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Witches are extremely powerful, and when they gather together to use the Twelve Heavenly Capital Demon God Formation, they can condense into Pan Gu's real body, which is powerful enough to destroy the world, and is comparable to the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Formation in the Heavenly Court.

They don't practice primordial spirits, they specialize in cultivating the qi and blood of the physical body, and they can keep the beasts out of reach with only the strength of their bodies. They are born in the prehistoric continent that has opened up a large area suitable for the survival of the witch race.

The Pangu Palace is not far from Buzhou Mountain, and Ye Yang and Kong Xuan's speed is not slow. Even if they didn't hurry on their way deliberately, they could faintly feel the oppressive atmosphere within a few days. life awe-inspiring.

Ye Yang looked at the more primitive tribes compared with the Wu tribe near Buzhou Mountain, and couldn't help sighing the importance of the human race. If the human race never came out of Buzhou Mountain, these tribes would probably be able to maintain their original appearance for tens of thousands of years. .

The Wu people there have learned how to sew clothes and collect herbs to make full use of their creativity, but the Wu people here are lagging behind.

Young Master Ye restrained his breath, looked at the strong Wu clan coming and going in the tribe, and looked at him and Kong Xuan, who were a circle smaller than the Wu clan at a glance, and felt that even if he hid his breath, it would be useless, after all, the naked eye It can be seen that they are not Wu clan, the gap is really too big.

At this time, I miss the mixed blood of those human and witch races in Buzhou Mountain even more. At any rate, it seems that they will not raise their heads and neck pain.

"Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of the Twelve Patriarch Wu Lihuo, is in charge of all the innate divine fires in the world, and the real sun fire is also one of the innate divine fires. Can he also control it?" Ye Yang was a little curious, and a handful of flames jumped at his fingertips. He always thought that The True Sun Fire can only be subdued by the Jinwu clan, but according to Kong Xuan's description to Zhu Rong, all the innate divine fires are obviously more than one kind of flame.

"Should it be possible?" Kong Xuan is also a little uncertain. After all, the real sun fire is different from other innate fires. Zhu Rong claims to be in charge of all the innate fires in the world. It is really uncertain whether he can control the real sun fire. "Maybe you can ask Ask your two majesties, they may know."

"Don't bother, just ask me." Not far away, a tall man with bare upper body came towards them, looked at the two demon clans that seemed to be crushed with one hand, and then thought about the two monsters in the hall. A demon clan who also looks weak but is very capable of fighting, curled his lips and said inconspicuously, "To control means to be able to control, but if I move you two, your Majesty will have opinions, so generally you don't use Taiyang Zhenhuo much."

Didn't he say that those two Golden Crows are really stingy, anyway, they just don't touch their things, otherwise they will fight, they are busy growing the Wu Clan, so where do they come from to fight with them every day?

Ye Yang looked at the rough and unusual man in front of him, and asked with some uncertainty, "Are you Zuwu Zhurong?"

Beast-headed person?Wearing red scales?Ear piercing fire snake?Stepping on a fire dragon?

Where is the animal head?What about the red scale?What about the fire snake?What about the dragon?Don't you just send a Wu clan to fool them when they come to Pangu Temple for the first time?

No, the two of them came here and didn't notify others!

Ye Yang looked suspiciously at this tall and strong man who could stand up to the three of him, and moved his footsteps to block Kong Xuan behind him, "Did we disturb Zu Wu?"

Zhu Rong had no idea what was going on in the mind of the little doll in front of him. He scratched his head and walked ahead, explaining as he walked, "No, you Donghuang asked me to come out and pick it up. There is only such a thin and raw face in the tribe. You are demons."

Ye Yang:? ? ?

Co-authoring your tribe often has new faces?

All right, the prehistoric witches are so unsuspecting, the young master remembers it.

Although he looks a little smaller, Kong Xuan's figure is tall and straight, and he looks thin when he puts on his clothes and takes off his clothes...cough...it doesn't have anything to do with the word "thin and weak".

Ye Yang compared the difference in their body shapes again, and really didn't want to admit that these two words really suit the two of them now.

Kong Xuanan stood quietly by the side, watching the young master subconsciously protect him, it felt inexplicable, but he confirmed that there was one more purpose for his practice in the future, that is, to protect the young master behind his back one day .

While speaking, a strange sound suddenly sounded outside the distant mountain forest. Ye Yang looked over subconsciously, and there were two pink lotus flowers showing a faint point. If you are not familiar with it, you will definitely not be able to guess what it is, but it is impossible for Young Master Ye to be unfamiliar. !

The lotus heart and the pedicle are one of the fireworks that must be chosen to show affection between love and fate. Why didn't he remember that there was this among the fireworks given to Daozu before?

Seeing his curiosity, Zhu Rong shrugged his shoulders and explained, "Some clansmen saw a powerful man over there, and they made some weird noises from time to time, but they didn't mean to start a fight, and we Wu clan can't be unreasonable." Don't let people stay there, right?"

Ye Yang: Oh hoo~ Daozu Grand Competition is high~

In the Zixiao Palace, there is a water mirror inside the Taoist ancestor, which is still the arrogant and domineering black-clothed demon god as always.

Luo Hu seemed to be in a good mood. Seeing Hongjun, he didn't show any embarrassment. Instead, he was lying on his back on the grass and talking slowly, his blood-colored eyes were half-closed, and there seemed to be a galaxy flowing inside, "Hongjun, you Seeing that other people’s golden crows are more capable than you, they are not ambiguous at all when they say that they will go to the west to fight, but where is it like you, you can be entangled in the choice of apprentices for hundreds of years.”

Hongjun wanted to join the Dao, and the number of apprentices under his seat was all given by the Dao of Heaven, but at that time he didn't want to follow the Dao of Heaven in everything, so he wanted to play tricks on the selection of apprentices.

After struggling for hundreds of years, he finally decided what to do, but in the end, he was disturbed by the red cloud and fell short, and finally went towards the development that Tiandao wanted.

Daozu was not very happy when he thought of these things. Looking at the black-clothed demon god in the water mirror with a grass stalk in his mouth and pillowing his arm, he justified himself with a blank expression, "Those two are late."

The Zixiao Palace released the news that all living beings in the wild can come to listen to his preaching 33 days away, but they can only arrive within the time specified by him. If Hongyunlan's kindness is not good, it is already enough to catch up with the preaching Fortunately, let alone become his registered disciple.

It's a pity that the two of them were indeed late, but the direction of the matter has not changed.

Luo Hu laughed, and narrowed his eyes at the deserted Taoist who was still stubborn, "What's the use of being late, aren't they still sanctified?"

Looking forward and looking backward, but whoever has half a bit of courage, the little brat can make Jieyin Zhunti disappear directly into the wind outside the sky, and it won't be so bad for them now.

Whether he admits it or not, what Luo Hu said is the truth. Hongjun couldn't find anything to refute, so he could only sulk with a stern face. The Demon Ancestor, who was keenly aware of this person's emotional changes, spit out the grass stem, propped himself up and swayed at will. He waved his hand, "Do you want me to teach them a lesson now to vent your anger?"

After so many years, he still has such a bad temper. Fortunately, he has a good temper, otherwise he would have left them to find a new love because of the poor condition that this guy still has a baby.

Luo Hu set up another water mirror, looked at his still handsome face, and sighed for a while before regaining his thoughts.

He looks good and has a good temper. Hongjun must have spent all his luck to be seen by him, otherwise how could he be unlucky all the time?

Alas, there is no way, who made him so good!