Hong Huang: I, Di Jiang, will never be robbed!

Chapter 13: Thirty-six Heavens, Tongtian Visits
As long as there are calamities between heaven and earth, there must be infinite merits.

The demon race is one of the main characters that will be affected by the disaster.

The Three Pure Ones were ordered by Hongjun, the Heavenly Dao, to take charge of this matter.

As saints, the two Western saints are also ready to make a move.

Unfortunately, since Tiandao Hongjun did not issue any decree, they did not dare to act rashly.

He could only resort to petty theft, but unfortunately he was intercepted by the Witch Clan outside Pangu Palace.

The same is true for other great powers in the ancient times.

For a moment, all eyes in the prehistoric world turned to the Witch Clan.

Or.

It's their territory.

As for Dijiang's recent example of killing a chicken to scare the monkey, it was no match for the greed for profit.

Moreover, the catastrophe will not only affect the two races of wizards and liches.

The vast land was filled with smoke of gunpowder.

At this time, all the witches gathered in Pangu Hall.

"Thirty-six Heavenly Beings!!!"

Pangu Hall is a world of its own.

At this moment, there are thirty-six planets hanging above this world.

At first glance, they seem as small as the stars in the sky.

But the ancient witches knew that there was a small world inside each Dinghai Pearl.

And in each small world, there are nearly 100 trillion witches.

Although it is a small world, it is more than ten thousand times larger than the blue star in the dream.

after all.

On the foundation with Pangu Palace as the core, the Dinghai Pearl evolved the resources of the heavens, which are enough for the witch clan to cultivate to the Golden Immortal realm.

Anyone who can break through to the Golden Immortal realm will be led to the world of Pangu Palace.

In this way, a virtuous circle is formed.

"Brother, that's a great trick."

"With a flip of his hand, he brought in all the people of the Wu Clan."

"If this situation continues, in just a few hundred billion years, the prehistoric world will be ours."

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The group of ancestor witches looked at the thirty-six heavens, and then at Pangu Palace.

As long as they are given enough time, and Dijiang now has the blessing of the spirit of his father Pangu.

The future development of the witch clan will surely astonish the entire prehistoric world.

Especially when they saw with their own eyes the thirty-six heavens established by Dijiang, they felt that the future was even more promising.

This is because Emperor Jiang did not simply transplant the people of the Wu Clan to the Thirty-Six Heavens, but instead used the Thirty-Six Heavens Dinghai Pearls to form the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang God and Demon Array.

This formation not only nourishes the small worlds in the heavens, but also replenishes the thirty-six Dinghai Pearls.

There is hope that they will be promoted again one day in the future.

One can even transform into a god or demon and become a world god or demon.

Of course, in the formation of thirty-six gods and demons, Di Jiang also broke into the supreme formation of sun, moon and stars, the formation of the sky, the reversal of yin and yang, the change of the four seasons, the formation of the stars in the sky and countless other formations.

Although Pangu's soul is only at the middle stage of Quasi-Saint, don't you see when he became a Quasi-Saint.

That was a quasi-saint from the chaotic period. Dijiang was sure that the vast amount of knowledge contained in it would not be much worse than that of the current saints.

The arrangement of formations can fully meet the needs of the operation of the small world.

"We have guests coming, you don't need to come out."

Beyond Mount Buzhou, Tongtian comes from the sky.

Dijiang sensed it the first time and his expression became serious.

Saint, it’s time to take action!
"The arrival of the Saint Tongtian is truly an honor for our Wu clan."

The Pangu Hall opened, and Dijiang appeared at the door with the eleven ancestor witches.

"Red flowers, white lotus roots, green lotus leaves, we are one family after taking root."

Tongtian smiled.

He volunteered to join the Wu Clan for the first time.

In his mind, he actually didn't hate the witch clan.

Even among the Three Pure Ones, his personality is more like that of a witch.

When he said this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches all looked at Tongtian in surprise.

It's incredible.

Tongtian: "My fellow Taoists, why don't you invite me in and have a seat?"

"We are sorry for being rude. Please come in, Taoist Tongtian!"

Dijiang turned sideways and greeted him with his hand.

No longer a saint, he changed his name to Taoist Tongtian.

In the endless years, Tongtian had actually been in contact with the witch clan, and even often discussed Taoism with the twelve witch ancestors.

But since Taiqing remained silent and Yuanshi was displeased, Tongtian came less and less frequently.

Especially after the Three Pure Ones became saints, Tongtian never came to the Witch Clan again.

When we meet now, I thought we would be strangers.

I never thought that Tongtian's words would bring the emotions to the extreme.

Even Dijiang, who had seen the future plot, couldn't help but feel emotional.

Tongtian, true nature.

Unfortunately, in the face of great catastrophe, even brotherhood cannot stand the test.

But now is not the time to sympathize. I can't even protect myself, so why think so much?

"Can I go and pay my respects to the great god Pangu?"

Compared to the Wu clan’s self-proclaimed Father God, the Three Pure Ones are called Great Gods.

"If you have this intention, how can I not fulfill it?"

Dijiang raised his eyebrows.

A ten-year dream.

The witch clan still cannot change its habits.

I was almost moved by Tongtian's simple words.

It turns out that his ultimate goal is here.

During the self-reflection, the group came to the place where Pangu was worshipped.

There are no portraits or statues.

In front of the blood pool, there is a stone tablet of Pangu the Father.

The blood pool was where they were born, and the stone tablet was erected by them later.

Just four short words, yet they contain infinite power.

They searched for all the treasures in heaven and earth, but nothing could bear the weight of these four words.

later.

An ordinary piece of stone was accidentally engraved with the four big characters of Pangu the Father.

That’s why we have the tombstones we have today.

When Tongtian arrived here, Dijiang's real body, who was hiding in the dark, had already united all the other ancestor witches.

If Tongtian makes any unusual movements, they will cooperate with Pangu Palace to forcibly suppress Tongtian.

He kowtowed and burned incense respectfully, then turned and left.

"He actually worshipped it. Tongtian is indeed extraordinary."

"The Three Pure Ones, are you admitting that our Wu clan is the true Pangu clan?"

"Not necessarily. These saints are too cunning."

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Compared to the ancestors of witches, it is unclear.

At this time, Dijiang had a frown on his face.

Tongtian’s bow is not simple.

He is a saint.

If he hadn't been in control of Pangu Temple, how could this world withstand the worship of a saint?

not good! ! !

Di Jiang, who was behind the scenes, immediately began to deduce based on the Pangu Palace.

The incarnations of the Twelve Ancestral Witches have already led Tongtian to the meeting hall.

"It has been three million years since I last drank Daoist Fellow Zhu Rong's tea."

"Time flies by and leaves no trace on us."

“However, Daoist Fellow Zhu Rong’s tea-making skills have improved again!!”

Although Zhurong looks big and strong, he is really good at making tea.

In addition, there is the cooperation of Gonggong and other ancestor witches.

Whether it is water or tea.

They are all top-notch.

"Haha, this is tea brewed with three thousand flames."

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, I am not bragging. You can't drink this kind of tea in the entire prehistoric world."

"please!!!"

Just one fingertip.

The small teacup fell in front of Tongtian.

Zhurong spoke in a buzzing voice, and it was impossible to tell that he was an incarnation.

(End of this chapter)