Great Primordial: My Mother Listened To The Houtu Palace Of Purple Firmament, I Cut The Corpse In Th

Di Jiang glanced at Kunpeng.

Looking at Houtu, he said softly, "Sister, sit down."

Houtu is about to sit on the fourth Meditation Mat.

but....

"Buzz!"

The inexplicable force still prevents Houtu from sitting on the Meditation Mat.

"paralysis!"

Wu Tian cursed angrily, and the sound transmission Houtu waited for Ancestral Witch:

"Mother, Sixth Aunt, Uncles, open Great Array of Twelve Integrated Fiendish Gods!"

Wu Tian is really angry!

He must sit on the Meditation Mat!

Hongjun, don't you want to stop it?

Come!

Give it a try!

Wu Tian knows.

Nowadays, even if the Twelve Ancestral Witch activates the Great Array of Twelve Integrated Fiendish Gods, he can only fight Hongjun hard, and it is impossible to fight Hongjun.

But Wu Tian wants Twelve Ancestral Witch to be tough!

What is the Tribulation of Reckoning in the Great Primordial world now?

The Witches & Demons Tribulation of Reckoning is on.

The Witch Clan is one of the main characters in the universe!

You, Hongjun, are Saints, you can use Heavenly Dao's original power to suppress Twelve Ancestral Witch.

But try to suppress it?

Bullying Wu Tian, ​​Twelve Ancestral Witch definitely dares to fight Hongjun desperately!

Anything wrong with Twelve Ancestral Witch, Witches & Demons Tribulation of Reckoning?

fart!

Let Demon Race play with the hammer himself!

Hongjun dare you to bear this huge karma?

at this time.

Twelve Ancestral Witch was also angry!

Witch Clan, Wu Tian (lawlessness).

Hongjun Zuo blocked again and again, what does that mean?

Embarrassing a pregnant woman?

Don't you even look at who this pregnant woman is!

Eleven Ancestral Witch's favorite little sister!

The little sister is pregnant with eleven of Ancestral Witch's most, most, and most beloved nephews.

God the Witch Clan!

But just when Twelve Ancestral Witch was about to sacrifice twelve drops of Ancestral Witch blood essence to open the Great Array of Twelve Integrated Fiendish Gods.

"Buzz."

There was a hum.

The power blocking Houtu disappeared.

Houtu sits next to Nuwa on the fifth Meditation Mat.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, there was another hum.

A Meditation Mat dropped out of nowhere.

The seventh Meditation Mat!

But Kunpeng still didn't move.

Hongyun and Zhen Yuan'zi didn't dare to move either.

until...

Houtu sat on the fifth Meditation Mat, and Eleven Ancestral Witch withdrew their magical powers. Choose to sit in the second row, sit behind Houtu, and guard Houtu.

I didn't even look at the sixth and seventh Meditation Mats.

at this time.

Kunpeng finally dared to move.

I sat on the sixth Meditation Mat as I wished.

And the funniest thing is...

Kunpeng consciously distanced the sixth Meditation Mat.

Some distance away from Houtu.

This scene appeared.

"snort!"

Yuanshi gave Kunpeng a disdainful look.

He snorted coldly and said, "The generation who hatches from wetness!"

At this time, Yuanshi was already full of anger.

Yuanshi was very dissatisfied when Twelve Ancestral Witch started at the Palace of Purple Firmament.

But he dared not reprimand the Twelve Ancestral Witch.

As for Kunpeng Yuanshi, his temper is not so good.

Kunpeng is just a demon emperor of the North Sea, and Yuanshi doesn't pay attention to it at all.

Hear Yuanshi's taunt.

Kunpeng's face turned cold.

But then he deliberately pretended not to hear it.

He can't afford the Twelve Ancestral Witch.

Also can't afford to mess with the Mt. Kunlun Three Pure Ones!

I could only swallow my anger and comfort myself in my heart: "Just wait, when I prove the Dao Sanctified, I will come to you one by one to settle the karma!"

so far.

Kunpeng sits on the sixth Meditation Mat.

"Old friend, sit up."

The seventh Meditation Mat was lowered, but Hongyun did not choose to sit on it.

Instead, let Zhen Yuan'zi sit.

"Old friend, this is your chance, come and sit."

Hongyun and Zhen Yuan'zi are indeed good friends of Great Primordial.

The two are humble to each other.

In the end Zhen Yuan'zi could not help but press Hongyun on the seventh Meditation Mat.

Wu Tian watched the seventh Meditation Mat descend in his belly.

Watching Zhen Yuan'zi and Hongyun give way to each other, finally Hongyun sat on the Meditation Mat.

With a smile in his heart, he said, "Everything is preordained."

Palace of Purple Firmament started with only six Meditation Mats.

Why did Hongjun suddenly drop another one?

The Grand Pure One is very sad in Wu Tian's heart!

Sitting on the Meditation Mat, without the Purple Qi of Grandmist, it is impossible to prove the Dao Sanctified.

The small trend can be changed, but the general trend remains the same!

Therefore, the number of Meditation Mats is a small trend, and the number of Heavenly Dao is a big trend!

In Wu Tian's mind, perhaps the Meditation Mat representing the holy throne was originally the Seven Paths.

After all, Purple Qi of Grandmist has seven paths!

It was destined for Hongyun and Kunpeng to sit on the Meditation Mat temporarily.

subsequently.

One after another, the Great Primordial creatures came.

Emperor Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi arrive.

When seeing the Twelve Ancestral Witch, Emperor Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi looked at each other with surprise in each other's eyes.

Obviously, he did not expect that Twelve Ancestral Witch would come.

But it was just a surprise that it didn't provoke Twelve Ancestral Witch.

Wearing a black robe.

Full of gloom.

It was the Old Ancestor Ming He of the Nether Sea of ​​Blood.

A man and a woman.

It is the Prince of East and Queen Mother of the West of West Kunlun.

The dead wood Taoist of South Sea, Daoist Dīpankara and other living beings.

The Palace of Purple Firmament soon gathered more than 2,000 Zixiao guests.

Without exception.

All innate creatures.

Golden Immortal of the Great Way!

Not the Golden Immortal of the Great Way, and doomed not to the Palace of Purple Firmament.

Wu Tian glanced at Zi Xiao Ke present.

no more, no less.

2998 bits.

get the number.

Wu Tian's heart skipped a beat.

at this moment.

Two figures enter the Palace of Purple Firmament.

It was Jie Yin Zhǔntí who came from the far west.

Enter the Palace of Purple Firmament with Jie Yin Zhǔntí.

The fairy gate of Palace of Purple Firmament closed slowly.

A total of three thousand Zixiao guests.

Caters to Three Thousand Grand Dao.

Three thousand, meaning Grand Dao endless!

"Mother, sixth aunt, and uncles, get ready to watch a play."

Wu Tian smiled and transmitted Twelve Ancestral Witch.

Houtu was puzzled and was about to ask.

Then Jie Yin hugged Zhǔntí and wailed, "Junior brother, our lives are so miserable!"

Zhǔntí is even more excessive.

All the snot left.

Turning around, he hugged Jie Yin and wept bitterly: "Senior brother, we came from the far west of millions of miles away, but it turned out that we came one step too late, and there is no place for us!"

"Brother! Hundreds of millions of souls in the West are still waiting for us to go back to preach and receive karma after hearing the sermon. Now that the seats are full, how can we explain to the hundreds of millions of souls in the West who are waiting for us!"

Zhǔntí continued to wail: "Let's blow ourselves up!"

"Junior brother, let's go on the road together!"

Howls resounded throughout the Palace of Purple Firmament.

Jie Yin Zhǔntí was really full of snot and tears.

The listener is heartbroken!

The viewer can't bear to look directly!

at this moment.

A figure stood up resolutely.

"Two Daoist Friend, hold on!"

It was the good old Hongyun.

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