Everyone in Honghuang knows that I am pregnant with the cub of Taiyi Donghuang

Su Bei could feel that he was trapped in an illusory place, unable to use all the spells of the primordial spirit, and all five senses were not one, so it was useless to play the last bit of use.

There is a lot of noise in the ears, sometimes it is far and sometimes near, like bees and butterflies flapping their wings, or like summer insects talking about ice, if you listen carefully, you can’t hear a second or fifth eye, it’s really like a stick inserted obliquely into people’s heart, liver, spleen and lungs, pure Is a diaphragm person.

The Twelve Ancestral Witch who suffered a thousand knives, Liang Zi who plotted against him was considered to have taken over.

Sometimes the fish on the knife is not all the life to be slaughtered.Su Bei suppressed the depression surging in his chest, and pricked up his ears to eavesdrop, but unfortunately he gained very little, and couldn't figure out what kind of rare medicine they bought in the gourd.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches seemed to be arguing, and there was an obvious yin and yang aura that was easy to hear. Su Bei couldn't hear the details clearly, and there were many who could empathize with some emotions.

"If you want to deal with Taiyi, I will rely on you to practice a big formation. Now why are innocent people involved, and the crime of killing is in vain?"

The one who spoke was a well-regulated and gentle female voice, she should be the only woman among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the ancestor of the soil, Queen Tu.

She has always had the heart of justice, and her voice is full of compassion: "The grand formation of the ancestor witch is a fierce formation that breaks the soul, how can his little Da Luo Jinxian bear it? Once the big formation is opened, the shattering and hostile energy in the formation will be destroyed. , It is enough to turn him into ashes in an instant, and if we use this as bait to spread the word, we will definitely be notorious and be reviled by the flood."

It is normal for the big to bully the small in the prehistoric world. After all, everyone is a generation of immortals, with a close relationship network, and it is reasonable to form cliques and conspire against each other. However, although they will not make irresponsible remarks on the surface, those who wait and see secretly Mostly they look down on those collaborators and avoid them like snakes and scorpions. After all, if the other party can be shameless once, who knows if they will be shameless the second time, they must not become friends, lest they use knives behind their backs.

In this way, the reputation can be regarded as rotten. Their twelve ancestor witches are the incarnation of Pangu's flesh | body, and they are orthodox in the Taoist sect. How can they do such a humiliating thing?

"It's just passers-by who happen to be unrelated, so why do brothers do such tricks to add cause and effect?" The mood swings in the later local words are a bit big.

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches have their own true nature, some are vicious and evil, some are bloodthirsty, each has its own surly, but Hou Tu is kind and compassionate, so he seems out of place and has frequent disputes, and it is the same this time.

"It's just a big Luo Jinxian. If he dies, he will die. What's the pity?" The voice of the answer is as gentle as jade. Coincidentally, Su Bei is also familiar with it. It is Dijiang. Under the skin, there is a pretentious tweaking look.

"I would like to capture a quasi-sage. He has a good relationship with Taiyi. His death is a great joy for our witch clan. When Taiyi enters the battle, don't say that he will come and go, I'm afraid that his body will be destroyed." Heaven's cultivation base, no matter what, has to be cut in half, then how can the monster race compete with our witch race."

In Di Jiang's words, he no longer cared about the brotherhood at this moment, his eyes were blinded by success or failure, and he said sternly: "Liches have been fighting for thousands of years, but now is the best chance for our witch clan to come back, Houtu, brother I still advise you to stick to your duty and put away your so-called delusion that the two clans of liches live in harmony, my two clans are nothing more than death or the net is broken, and one of the two remains."

The quarreling was quite intense, with a lot of chatter mixed in with many noises, which confused Su Bei's mind of inquiring.

Even the tone of voice can't hide the agitation in it, but after two breaths, there is no response, and Hou Tu fell into dead silence like a chill.

Su Bei pretended to be yin and yang, but he didn't hear anything useful.He racked his brains to find a way to deal with it, rummaging through his memory to try to find a way out of his predicament.

The magic weapon on his body was still there, and he guessed that the reason why the Qiankun Ding was not taken away was because the innate spirit treasure recognized its master, and there was no way to take it away until the master was finished.

As for the other Acquired Spirit Treasures, they were not confiscated either. Presumably, the ancestor witch was unable to cultivate the primordial spirit, pursue, and become holy in the body, so he could not drive the Spirit Treasure.In the eyes of the prehistoric peoples, the incomparably precious spiritual treasures are nothing more than a pile of useless scrap metal, so they probably didn't bother to hand them over.

However, these are still not enough. You can know without thinking about it. The Twelve Ancestral Witches have other plans for arresting him, and the plot is not small. Naturally, the means of defense must be sophisticated. It is really difficult to cultivate.

If he can elevate his realm, the tacit understanding between ancestors and witches, which seems to be one, is actually disintegrated. If he can grasp these two points, this inexplicable disaster may be avoided.

In some inheritances of the prehistoric races, there is a secret technique to improve cultivation for a moment, and it happens that the memory of the Shenmu inheritance has it, but...

The Fusang secret technique is a dangerous one, once it is used, it will fall into a trap, and it has no chance with the Dao, and there is no turning back for this move.

Su Bei's heart sank, and before he could beat him carefully, Di Jiang and the others couldn't hide their tails, and showed Sima's heart to the world.

The world became clear in an instant, the spells that imprisoned his five senses and six senses were removed, and the overwhelming light pierced into his vision. Su Bei couldn't help but close his eyes. When the dazzling discomfort faded away, he realized his situation, and his mind was filled with black lines.

He was detained on the edge of the cliff, his hands were clasped by silver rings - very much like a death row prisoner who was about to be executed, with a heavy wooden shackle between his hands.

"Since you are here for the appointment, you must abide by our rules." Tian Hao stretched out his sleeves, and he should have held the hostage in his hands in a flash.

"Do as I say, if not, I'll make him die." Feng Zuwu's words were an old trick of a hero saving the United States, and Su Bei, who was forcibly taken hostage, expressed that he was a little incapable of accepting it.

The direction of the bridge section was so unbelievable that Su Bei didn't even notice the pain when the biting wind brushed against his face.

Tai Yi stood on the side of the cliff on the side of the fire cloud, his robes were bound up, and his wide sleeves were blown up in the wind. His brows, which were originally thinly covered with frost and snow, were now condensed into a cloud of prey that could not be melted away. Hostility: "Let people go"

He has always cherished words like gold as before, and the Eastern Emperor's bell hangs in the sky behind him.

"You are worthy of being the Eastern Emperor. Even if you are restrained, you still don't change your arrogance. Since you don't care about the life and death of this Daluo Jinxian, I don't need to talk to you." Tianhao grabbed the void with his bare hands, the howling wind The arms wrapped Subei into a silkworm chrysalis like an envoy.

There was no kind words at all, and the opening was full of tension.

This time, Su Bei really felt the pain. The wind was like a boning knife and a spring rain blade, and his whole body was like a thin knife gouging out flesh, and he was executed on the flesh.

In pain, he took the [-]th generation of Tianhao's ancestors as a radius, swept around and began to greet his parents and seniors.They forgot at all that the ancestor Wu was Pan Gu's orthodox, their ancestors were the same.

Su Bei clenched his teeth, trembling like sifting chaff, not forgetting that the dead duck's mouth was stiff, and he lost his temper after being stimulated, and shouted at Taiyi: "Taiyi, kill them... avenge me, I'll wait underground them".

Since they wanted to die, he would stay with him to the end. He survived for thousands of years, but he lost a big scar.

Tian Hao, who controls life and death, has never seen such a ignorant person:  …

He couldn't easily let the idiot in his hand destroy his control over Tai Yi, so he moved his hand.

In the next moment, Su Bei was silenced, unable to speak, the wind was piercing through his bones, and he broke out in cold sweat from the pain, even screaming to vent was futile.

Perhaps he was stimulated by Su Bei's ferocious face or his appearance just fished out of the sea of ​​blood. For a moment, the face of the iceberg that had remained unchanged for 1 years was cracked, and the fingers trapped in the sleeves were clenched into fists. There was a bone-piercing sound: "How do you want to let him go?"

"There is no need for the Eastern Emperor to give in. It's just that your cultivation has always been unpredictable. My brothers and sisters are afraid that you will turn your back on your word and it will be bad for us. In order to protect ourselves, I hope that the Eastern Emperor will lower your status." Tian Hao is satisfied Hurry up to fill up that palm-shaped dish face, with surly eyebrows and mouse eyes: "As long as you are willing to seal your own alchemy point and remove the real fire from your body, I will agree to let you go."

"..." Ling Chi added to Su Bei, who was still stubborn, and now he no longer had a playful smile on his face, and his complexion suddenly became gloomy. He wanted to ask Tai Yi to do it, and he really didn't care about his own life.

Once the cultivation base is reduced and the twelve ancestor witches join forces, Taiyi will definitely not escape the fate of death. As for himself, he is just the bait of temptation, and the righteous master will die, and they will be merciful to save a life. To escape oneself is to step on Tai Yi's bones to survive.

At this moment, he extremely hoped that Tai Yi would listen to what he just said.Unfortunately, things backfired.

Tai Yi's eyebrows were condensed into a line of coldness, but what he said made Su Bei's scalp tingle: "If you swear to heaven, I will do what you say."

Tianhao never thought that it would be so easy for Taiyi to agree. He was not a drunkard, and when he saw that his wish was coming true, he swore to the heaven that he would not have any regrets. Even a saint cannot escape the blame for breaking an oath.

Normally, Tianhao might hesitate for a while, but exchanging the life of a bait for the life of the monster clan Donghuang is a huge bargain--but the little golden fairy can't make a big wave, so he did it out of ordinary standing. Take an oath.

"If I violate this oath, I, Tianhao, will live and die immediately, and my soul will be burned in purgatory until my soul disappears, and I will not be reincarnated."

Most of the people who swear the oath swear by the soul, the Da Luojin fairy flesh, the body is not rotten, even if it is destroyed, it can be taken away and reborn, but the soul is the foundation, once it is wiped out, there is no way to turn it around, Tianhao himself shows his sincerity.

"No." Unexpectedly, Tai Yi pursed his lips, and after a while, his lips parted: "Your life is not worth it, I swear on the fortune of the witch clan."

Tianhao's expression changed suddenly: "You..."

He originally wanted to say a few words of cynicism, but when he touched Tai Yi's thunderous eyes, he was speechless. He raised his eyes to signal Di Jiang, and when the witches nodded, he suppressed the anger in his heart and regained the luck of the witch clan. oath.

"If you break this oath, the luck of my witch clan will be ruined, and I will never be able to stand up again. Are you satisfied with this?"

Tai Yi pursed his thin lips into a line, and acted according to Tianhao's instructions. Behind him, the Eastern Emperor Faxiang disintegrated into the void like a cloud, and he glanced sideways at the struggling Su Bei.

The long eyelashes concealed the turbulent look in his eyes, but Su Bei understood the meaning inside him by accident, as if a dagger had been stabbed into his heart, and even twirled around inside it incomprehensibly, when he pulled it out, he was dripping with blood, His voice was hoarse, his eyeballs were bleeding red like cracks in the canthus.

He didn't expect to nod for a while, as if he thought that a stranger would suddenly be willing to die for you. What came to his heart at that moment was not joy, but endless guilt. After all, he had nothing to do with this matter. The result is their own tired.

But the turbulent words dissipated into hoarse shouts when they reached his mouth, and there was not even a single word, which was wiped out in the piercing wind and failed to stir up the slightest wave.

Tai Yi slowly raised his hand, sealed off the alchemy point, and dissipated the blazing sun around him. The sun turned into a candle in the wind like the sun was fading away.

Di Jiang pursed his lips, his sarcasm was beyond words: "I didn't expect that Donghuang is a person who values ​​love and righteousness."

Taiyi didn't pay attention, but frowned, squeezed out two words between his teeth: "Let people go"

"Let go, there's no reason not to let go." Di Jiang laughed out loud, and said to Haotian, "let go, it's time to get down to business."

Tianhao grinned upon hearing this, and let go readily.At the same time, with Di Jiang's order, all the twelve ancestor witches set out to attack, and surrounded Tai Yi in an instant like lightning, forming a formation with their handprints.

The blood-red formation came out of nowhere on the cliff, and the bottom-up and top-down formations were pouring, as if to crush the people trapped in the formation into ashes.

"Taiyi..." Su Bei's restraints were suddenly loosened, and he fell to the ground, his blood was mixed with sand, his clothes were broken and his hair was disheveled, and he looked indescribably embarrassed.

He didn't care about the pain on his body, but immediately used the secret technique, all the previous calculations were left behind, and he only had one intention now - to save Tai Yi.

The blood formation formed by the twelve ancestral witches, Su Bei couldn't say it was famous, but the hostility surging inside showed that it was not a good thing.If Tai Yi is at its peak, he will naturally not be afraid, and life and death are indeed in danger right now.

The Fusang secret art is issued by the Taoist heart, and the incantations are obscure, and Su Bei seems to be born with it, and there is no moment of hindrance in performing it.

The hostility from some corner of his body rolled him into a hideous appearance. At this moment, the appearance of the original female face was uglier than that of an evil ghost, and the spiritual power around him suddenly surged in waves.

Half of it is full of evil, and breaking the death is actually a harbinger of entering the quasi-sacred realm. From the look of wanting to peel off the skin and flesh, one can know that this technique is dangerous, but it is a fight for life.

It's just that the Zu Wu who was present didn't pay attention to him, and didn't notice it for a while.

"Tai Yi, today is the day of your death in the coming year"

Di Jiang twisted his smile, seals were formed in his hands, and the blood in his eyes would cover the sky and the sun. The spiritual power of the earth branch in the middle of the twelve directions of the heavenly stems and earthly branches suddenly slowed down for a while, and the magic circle could not be formed immediately in the air. Dijiang's tiger eyes Yuan Zang was about to reprimand, a heavy square bell and cauldron suddenly fell from the formation.

The bell hangs before it falls, and the spiritual treasure on it shines brightly. It is not at all unusual and exciting. There is something wrong with the top. The majestic spiritual power is like a river breaking its embankment. It climbs to the peak in an instant. Lava disaster.

Lingbao Soldiers!

This is the thought that welled up in the hearts of all the gods and demons present, hold tight for a moment.

Di Jiang's complexion was extraordinarily wonderful: "Retire"

Even if they don't cultivate the primordial spirit, the ancestral witches present have heard that Bing Jie is so powerful. At this moment, their jaws almost dropped when they heard the words. The same is true for it, and I can't help being tempted. Others want to hide it as a treasure, who the hell will take it out? ?

The explosive power of this thing is far from what a group of quasi-sages can handle. Even if 12 of them forcibly gather formations, they can't take care of other disasters and fly separately.

When he turned around to run away, Tianhao felt a dull pain in his chest, and looked down to see a hand passing through his chest, which almost killed him on the spot, and then a strong force hit him, and he fell to the side half dead.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the little golden fairy's dark hand, and his face suddenly became horrified - the other party's cultivation base fluctuations had already stepped into the quasi-sage, and his heart was hysterical.

How is it possible, he is far from the Great Perfection of the Golden Immortal, how can he step into the quasi-sacred realm in the blink of an eye?

It's a pity that no one will answer his doubts. Su Bei obviously remembers the man's distorted face when he used secret techniques to sneak attack.

"Help me!" he yelled in terror, so that Di Jiang moved quickly when he heard the words, and he was born to distort the space to resist Subei's next attack.

One blow failed, Su Bei suddenly turned around and dodged to Tai Yi's side, and fled with the man in his wide sleeves. In order to prevent the ancestral witch from chasing him, he aimed at the place where they were, using essence and blood as a lure, forcefully dispelling the Qiankun cauldron, I saw the divine light of the Xiantian Lingbao overwhelming the sky, the divine power of Bingjie shrouded the entire mountain, and the sky was silent.

Then the whole mountain disappeared like a cloud of dust.

Di Jiang couldn't help but spit blood from his heart, his face was as white as paper: "Damn, I didn't expect that useless cauldron to be a congenital treasure, so careless."

"This time, the vitality of the monster clan has been greatly damaged, and our witch clan has not taken advantage of it."

He glared at the back of the earth: "Go back, and settle with you again"

Hou Tu lowered his brows in response, as if he didn't care about Di Jiang's threat at all, and when he left, he looked in the direction of Tai Yi's escape, and sighed in his heart.

She can only help this, and the rest depends on themselves.