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

Because of Lin Lan's words, all the prehistoric powers were dumbfounded.

"This fellow Daoist Hongmeng did it on purpose, right?"

"You are worthy of being the proud son of God who crosses the chaotic thunder, even Daoist Hongjun Taoist dare not look down on him!"

"From my point of view, Haotian is very narrow-minded. Next, fellow Daoist Hongmeng might be tripped up, right?"

"It's a pity, it's a pity, if the proud son of a generation can't even enter the gate of Zixiao Palace, I'm afraid it will distance him from the top power!"

All the great masters spoke without saying a word.

But this time.

Suddenly a heroic voice came from behind them.

They unconsciously moved to the sides.

Only the eleven ancestor witches who came from behind appeared in their sight.

Dijiang Zuwu looked at Haotian with a gloomy expression, and said in a very unfriendly manner.

"He's right, what are you?"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches have always been like this, with a straightforward heart and bold language!

What's more, his sister is following Lin Lan to death, what can he do?
He could only stand by Lin Lan to show off the power of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches.

However, as soon as these words came out, the audience immediately fell silent.

Does anyone here know?
The Twelve Patriarchal Witches are forthright and short-tempered.

Basically, as long as they are there, something will happen.

Right now, Zixiao Palace preaching is imminent, this is their only chance to surpass the prehistoric top power, they don't want any accidents!
Dijiang Zuwu's voice just fell.

Haotian's cheeks swelled immediately, like a clown, extremely ridiculous.

He knew clearly that it was fine for him to frighten ordinary people by pretending to be fake tigers, but these twelve ancestor witches were not easy to mess with!

But at this moment, looking at Yao Chi's admiring eyes, he couldn't bear the anger in his heart completely, and immediately roared.

"You can also run wild here in the saint's dojo? If you disturb the saint's Qingxiu, how can you bear the power of the saint?"

I heard Haotian retort like this.

Dijiang Zuwu couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches have always been self-respecting, disrespecting the way of heaven, disrespecting saints, and only bending their backs!

To frighten them with saints?

Feel sorry!

They are not afraid!
At this time, Zhu Rong Zuwu was ready to go, he had been unhappy in the first battle, and the opponent was holding a tortoise shell, and he was very aggrieved.

Now a little Taoist boy dares to speak rudely!
How could a militant like him miss this opportunity!

Zhu Rong Zuwu immediately shouted.

"Wu Na kid, don't speak wild words, today I will definitely teach you a lesson!"

"Fire!"

Seeing Zhu Rong Zuwu go crazy, Lin Lan smiled calmly and stopped him.

"The kindness of the two ancestor witches, I appreciate it, but I don't need the two ancestor witches to intervene in this matter!"

As soon as the words were finished, Lin Lan swung her front shirt, and immediately turned around to look at Haotian indifferently.

But just this one glance made Haotian feel a pressure coming towards him!

There seemed to be a ray of light shooting out of Lin Lan's blue eyes, which made Haotian shudder!

"You! What are you doing?"

"This is the Saint Dojo, don't come here!"

Lin Lan deliberately slowed down, he just wanted to break Haotian's psychological defense.

To be honest, the coercion released just now was caused by the combination of Lin Lan's Primordial Dao Body and Pan Gu's blood essence.

Although his cultivation was not as good as the Haotian boy in front of him, the coercion from the upper level alone could frighten him, and he didn't dare to make a move!

At this time, Lin Lan smiled calmly, pointed at Haotian with his sword, and said out loud.

"The little boy is simply ridiculous!"

"What else can I do besides pressing the saint to me?"

"Tens of thousands of years of cultivation have been lived in the belly of a dog? Recognize your identity, you are just a boy under the disciple of the saint, if you speak wild words again, the deity will clean up the door for the saint!"

As soon as these words came out, all the prehistoric powers were shocked!
That's the saint's door boy, Lin Lan humiliated him so much, isn't he afraid that he will sue the saint, and the saint will blame him?
In other words, he is just like the Twelve Ancestral Witches, with cards yet to be played, and he is not afraid of saints at all?
terrible!

It's really scary!

But no matter what the reason is, Lin Lan's actions have already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

They are all who come here.

Which one is not the power to dominate one side in the wild?

Facing the threat of the little boy, no one dared to speak out to refute!

That's Lin Lan and the Twelve Patriarch Wu Gan!

Domineering!

Madness!

Arrogant!

Lin Lan performed these three points vividly!
I don't care who you are?
I'm upset, I'm going to fuck you!
At this time, Haotian was so frightened by Lin Lan that he dared not move.

Yao Chi was deeply fascinated by the domineering Lin Lan displayed.

She opened her mouth slightly, and stared at Lin Lan with her big watery eyes. Coupled with her appearance like a seven or eight-year-old girl, she was simply adorable!
For tens of thousands of years, no one has treated Haotian like this.

Yaochi was also completely conquered by Lin Lan's domineering.

A blush flashed across her delicately sculpted face, and she looked at Lin Lan with her chin resting on her two small hands.

At this time, in the chaos, Hongjun laughed out loud when he saw Lin Lan's actions.

"Hahahaha, this friendship is interesting, wonderful! Wonderful!"

He didn't feel anything wrong because Lin Lan bullied his door boy.

Instead, he became more interested in Lin Lan.

However, he did not give up half a point to calculate Lin Lan's fortune.

But everything about Lin Lan seemed to have been erased by the Dao of Heaven, and there was no trace of it at all.

But Hongjun can still judge from the coercion that Lin Lan showed just now, Lin Lan's origin must be more mysterious than his own!

This is a good seedling, and he really wants to accept him as an apprentice.

But thinking of this, there seemed to be a trace of sadness on Hongjun's face.

Accept him as an apprentice?
Am I worthy?
Hongjun shook his head helplessly, and immediately returned to his expression without sadness or joy.

But at this time, in front of the gate of Zixiao Palace, Haotian was extremely embarrassed.

Although he was quite frightened by Lin Lan.

But he has a mission entrusted by the saint.

He didn't know if the saint would take care of others bullying him.

But if he delays the saint's preaching, it will definitely displease the saint!
The sage's fury was not something anyone in the prehistoric world could bear!
Thinking of this, Haotian couldn't help shivering.

Immediately, he pretended that he was no longer afraid, coughed lightly, and said in a low voice as if nothing had happened just now.

"Hey, the sage is about to preach, please enter in orderly fellow Taoists!"

"Here, let me explain one thing. No fights are allowed in the saint's dojo. The saint's sermon will last for 3000 years, and the seat cannot be changed!"

"Friends, please come in!"

As soon as the words fell, Hong Huang Da Neng hadn't reacted yet.

Seeing Yaochi walked up to Lin Lan with small steps and shouted coquettishly.

"and many more!"

All the great powers in the wild were taken aback for a moment, not knowing what had happened, so they could only wait patiently.

But at this time, Yao Chi stretched out his small hand, grabbed the corner of Lin Lan's clothes and whispered.

"Fellow Daoist Hongmeng, follow me over there for a while, and I'll tell you a secret!"

Sorry fellow daoists, the fourth watch is delivered, my phoenix body is not in good condition, I have caught the wind and cold, and I have a terrible headache, the fifth watch is around eleven o'clock, please wait for a while.