Prehistoric Happy Tour

Let’s say that when Tongtian here was happily hugging the hatched peacock, after 5000 years, the whole prehistoric world had undergone new changes. Some are alone.Of the twelve ancestor witches, only Houtu went to Zixiao Hall to listen to the sermon, and the remaining eleven ancestor witches were all gearing up to deal with the demon clan.

Therefore, the first 3000 years were also bloody and bloody, and of course most of the bloody winds were on the side of the demon clan.

The front of the monster clan fell all year round, and the hatred between the two lich clans also deepened.

Alright, come and attack us while our boss is away!shameless!

The people of Yaozu thought so.

Brothers, if their boss is not here, quickly bully them, don't pick up bastards if they are cheap!

People of the Witch Clan define it in this way.

The Eleventh Ancestral Witch led a group of people from the Witch Clan, and the Monster Clan they pinched was flying like dogs. When Di Jun and Tai Yi came back, they almost didn't know their territory anymore.

"This... is this still the way it was before I left?" Di Jun pointed at the small habitat in front of him in shock, and angrily scolded the people in front of him, "It's useless to remind me to leave, but You actually...!!"

The majestic Dijun swept across the crowd coldly. He was a domineering man, and his serious appearance was even more frightening. It was enough to make everyone in the Yaozu tremble.

Tai glanced at the begging gazes cast by everyone from the Monster Race, his heart softened, and he said softly, "I don't think it's their fault. Who would have thought that the Twelve Ancestral Witches would really be shameless, while you I am not here to attack my monster clan.”

Having said that, Tai Yi is no longer the Xiaobai he used to be, and he still knows that if he and his elder brother were in the same position, they would have the same behavior.

Thinking of this, Taiyi glanced at the group of dejected monsters, and then said loudly, "Okay, this is the end of the matter."

He turned his head and gave Di Jun a proper step down, "Brother, the Wu Clan came to sneak attack after you and I left. It's really good for them to survive. I don't think they should be punished."

Di Jun's face became a little warmer, and then he snapped, "Did you hear that, if the second brother didn't intercede with you today, just because of your dejected looks, I would definitely abolish you."

After Dijun and Tairougang successfully subdued the Yaozu people, Dijun turned his head and asked with a frown. "Yingzhao, my second brother and I have returned today, we will not let the Twelve Ancestral Witches act violently again, you should take them down and have a good rest."

After listening to Yingzhao, he was relieved. He thought that he would be scolded bloody, and he was ready for the possibility of being deducted from bonuses, wages, or even being locked up for hundreds of years. He didn't expect to pass the test so easily. Yingzhao was so touched. .

However, before taking the people down, Yingzhao made a far-sighted suggestion, "Sir, I think there are 12 members of the Wu clan alone, including you, Mr. Tai, and Kunpeng. Only three people."

What he meant was that our number is too small to be dominant.

We are at a disadvantage in group fights...

In fact, he was right. Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not cultivate the primordial spirit, as Pan Gu's physical body, each of them had the cultivation base of a Da Luo Jinxian, and they could laugh proudly at the prehistoric world with their physical bodies alone.What's more, there are twelve people fighting together. Dijun and Taiyi are only Da Luo Jinxian cultivation bases now, and they have not yet mastered advanced exercises such as killing three corpses. hand.

Twelve VS Two, this fight was too brutal.

Di Jun's face didn't change much after hearing this, but after a few casual instructions, he asked Yingzhao to lead the people to leave in a hurry.Then he beckoned to bring his younger brother into the battalion commander. As soon as he stepped into the tent, Di Jun tied his hands and said, "Yingzhao is right. Although you and I look beautiful, we are not as powerful as the Twelve Ancestral Witches." Comparing things, if things go on like this, if the twelve ancestor witches attack collectively, I'm afraid it will be dangerous."

The expression on Di Jun's face was very serious, he was a little worried and needed to add. "Especially in the past 3000 years, although we have improved in the Purple Night Palace, I guess the descendants of the Twelve Ancestral Witches are not bad, hey..."

As long as he thinks about the status quo of his monster clan, Di Jun feels that the future will be particularly severe.

He glanced at Tai Yi who was also frowning in thought, and then said, "If we can attract more powerful people here."

Taiyi pondered for a moment, then smiled wryly. He was no longer the Xiaobai he was back then, so he naturally understood the stakes. He said with a bit of distress, "Who among these powerful beings in the wilderness is not dedicated to cultivating immortals and proving the Tao? Are you personally willing to sink into this mud-footed obstacle?"

Thinking of this, Tai Yi couldn't help laughing at himself, why didn't he himself fall into it because of the brotherhood?If it wasn't for the invitation from his eldest brother, he would rather be in a boat and spend his love in the mountains and rivers. If it wasn't for this identity, could he and that person also have a good time drinking and talking.

He has long seen that the person doesn't like to talk to him too much, and he is afraid of being contaminated with this karma. If he is not so stubborn, he probably won't even be willing to say a word.

The more Tai Yi thought about it, the more depressed he became. He felt that although Hong Huang was great, there were still too few great sages of the monster clan who cared about the monster clan like them.

"I think that Nuwa Fuxi, although she has great power, has not communicated with us in any way."

The meaning of this is obvious, the other party doesn't like Di Jun and Tai Yi at all.

Di Jun was also pensive. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly said, "Speaking of which, what is your relationship with that Sanqing?"

When Tai Yi heard this, the bitterness on his face became heavier, and a little loneliness appeared on his gentle and elegant face, "Brother, it's not that you don't know that Tongtian and I have only met each other a few times. In addition, he has a straightforward personality and a family background. Pan Gu is orthodox, and the two elder brothers love him so much, how could he be allowed to come to my Yaozu?"

To put it bluntly, it means that the background of those three people is too high.Basically, they look down on them, and Tongtian doesn't like him very much, even if he likes him, he is punished to death.

Although Tai Yi wanted to get along with each other more in his heart, he was still unwilling to cause a burden to the other party. Seeing him like this, Di Jun sighed for a moment, "Second brother, your heart is too soft."

"It's the same for Tongtian. He maintains his identity. If one day, I will definitely make him look at you and me."

After Taiyi heard it, he was shocked for a moment, "Brother, you must not, not to mention that Tongtian is good to me, just say that there is Taoist Hongjun standing behind him, and this time Zixiao Temple lectures, no one will stay except Sanqing Come down, it shows that Daozu attaches great importance to them."

Di Jun sighed again, "Are you really afraid of Hongjun Daozu, or are you afraid that I will cause trouble for that boy Tongtian?"

Taiyi's handsome eyes flashed, but he didn't answer, the young man in white fell silent completely.

When Dijun and Taiyi were communicating with each other in terms of ideas and emotions, and having a series of conversations such as intimate sisters, Zu Wu here was not idle.In the Ancestral Witch Hall, Zhu Rong laughed heartily. The fiery Ancestral Witch patted Houtu's shoulder with his big hand like a cattail leaf fan, "Sister, how did you listen to the sermon this time?"

Hou Tu smiled slightly, as soft as spring wind turning into rain. "Fortunately, Hongjun Daozu is a powerful man with great wisdom."

"It's a pity that if I don't cultivate the primordial spirit, no one else can rise higher."

Having said this, Houtu felt a little lost, but the other Zuwu were not as sentimental as her. Gonggong smiled coldly, and the green python wrapped around his arm immediately spit out the red tip of its tongue.

"So what, we are transformed by the spirit and blood of the Father God, and we don't need such useless things as the Primordial Spirit."

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were transformed from the essence and blood of Pan Gu after his death. They held their own identities and thought they were Pan Gu's authentic sect. They always looked down on other ascetics. Besides, they look down on anyone.Compared with self-made people like Di Jun and Tai Yi, they can indeed be called the rich second generation in the early days of the prehistoric.

When Hou Tu heard Gonggong say this, he suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

The tall and gentle woman looked forward with beautiful eyes, and smiled at her eleven brothers, "I think of three people when I say this."

"Oh..." The person who can be remembered by my sister must not be an ordinary person. Zhu Rong and the others finally got a little interested, "Tell me."

Houtu thought for a while, "Those three people were born from the same father as us, and they have the great merit of opening the sky at birth. The current strength of these three people has reached the point where I can't see through it. What's more commendable is that, Daozu Hongjun also treats them differently and loves them very much."

Gonggong's cold eyes flickered slightly, "Could it be..."

"That's right." Houtu nodded affirmatively, "They are the three clean qi transformed from the vitality of the Father God, Laozi, Yuanyuan and Tongtian."

Seeing the interested expressions of a group of brothers, Houtu continued, "This Sanqing not only has the aura of the father, but also is unspeakably cold. When I am with them, I feel comfortable all over my body."

Houtu gradually revealed a feeling of admiration, and only the ancestral witches could feel their deepest reverence for Pangu's father god.

"Then what are you waiting for!? I see, we can meet them!"

"This..." Houtu frowned in embarrassment, "Although they are the pure spirit of the Father God Yuanshen, I didn't communicate with them much at that time."

Zhuhuo said with a gloomy smile, "I think they can be pulled over, but I don't believe it. With three more helpers, Di Jun and Tai Xiao'er have not been beaten to the ground."

Hearing this, Zhu Rong was not happy, "I have 12 brothers and sisters, can't the emperor Jun who can't be beaten cry and call his mother?"

He spoke proudly. "Although these Sanqing have a long history with us, I don't want to leave my affairs to others."

At this moment, the ancestral witches were caught in a heated discussion about whether Labula Sanqing would join the gang, and no one remembered to ask Sanqing if he would like to invest in the shares.

Speaking of this, Zhu Rong couldn't help but patted his thigh, "I think we should just go to Sanqing's place for a while."

"It's a mule or a horse, pull it out for a walk."

All Zu Wu hit it off and decided to go to Sanqing's house for sightseeing and play together, and develop their undecided feelings by the way.

Just when the Wu Clan and the Yao Clan were scheming against Sanqing, the Sanqing here still didn't realize that he was cultivating, farming, and living a happy and happy life.

On that day, I only saw a young man in Tsing Yi, holding a top-level magic weapon, smiling and saying to the handsome child beside him.

"Come on, the master who is called Tongtian is the best, the west is full of bad guys and Big Big Wolf, I will give you this magic weapon as a master~"

It was the child who curled his lips helplessly in response.

The author has something to say: Er... Everyone must firmly believe that the future will become more joyful and chaotic.

In fact, I think everyone in the prehistoric world is calculating each other. After all, if you don’t count, please refer to Hongyun for the end...

So there will only be more calculations in the future. Of course, in Honghuang, everyone knows that you still have to rely on your strength to walk the world