Prehistoric: Eliminate impurities and let the ancestral witches return to their ancestral Pangu

Who would dare to believe this? ! ! !

The tea brewed with the tea tree of Wudao God and the water of Sanguang God has the magical effect of washing the primordial spirit, tempering the body, and improving the realm of cultivation!

After being dazed for a moment, Kunpeng and Zhulong suddenly realized what was happening, and they couldn't help but marvel at the sweetness and magical effect of the cup of tea.

I adore him more and more, and I am in awe of that senior!

"Hey, the bird man Kunpeng...is really lucky! But this ancestor...it's a pity that the cup of tea bestowed by the senior is a sin!"

Looking at Zhulong again, while he was envious of Kunpeng, he also thought that he was bound by endless karma and bound by karma. Even if there was an opportunity for a great saint...but he couldn't use it to improve his strength like Kunpeng, so he couldn't help He shook his head and sighed.

It is tantamount to letting down a good fortune bestowed by the seniors in vain!

Simply outrageous!

Sad!Woah! !

"How do I feel... how does this tea taste almost the same as the Honghuang Lingshan tea I gave to seniors before? But the magical effects of the two... are simply incomparable!"

Excited and ecstatic, Kunpeng looked at the only tea dregs left in the slipped teacup, subconsciously remembered it, and felt puzzled.

Before that, among the treasures of heaven and earth that he bestowed on Su Ming, there was an Houtian Linggen tea tree.

And part of the Sunshine Shenshui…

Therefore, Kunpeng could not help connecting this series of cause and effect.

But after thinking about it carefully, he shook his head again and again, feeling that it was impossible.

After all, the mediocre prehistoric tea tree is nothing more than acquired spiritual roots, so how can it be compared with the top-quality innate spiritual root enlightenment god tea tree?

Also, this Sunshine Divine Water...

Just like the moonlight and starlight divine water, it is the most poisonous thing that can wear away the flesh and blood, corrode the soul of the primordial spirit, and swallow the consciousness of the true spirit!

And the combination of the three lights and the gods and water is the number one healing holy medicine in the wild!

Flesh and bones, heal the dead, it's nothing to worry about!

If you want to talk about luxury and inhumanity, you have to be a senior!

"It doesn't matter how much it is, give senior one first!"

Concentrating his thoughts, Kunpeng didn't hesitate, knelt down in front of Su Ming with a "plop", burst into tears of gratitude, and respectfully said: "Junior, thank you for the good luck bestowed by senior!"

Seeing this, although Zhulong on the side did not use this to break through the realm, but the soul and body are much stronger than before, and he is also grateful.

There was another "plop"!

Kneeling on the ground: "Thank you for the gift, senior!"

Seeing this, Su Ming, who was looking forward to the birth of the Chaos Spirit Treasure, couldn't help but frown, feeling puzzled...

Isn't it just a cup of tea?It's also a chance! ?

What is it! ?

In other words, this silly bird and Zhulong... why do they kneel and kowtow at every turn, they have absolutely no morals of prehistoric powers!

However, fortunately, Su Ming is in a very good mood now, and he didn't bother to pay attention to the nervousness of the two, and immediately poured them another cup of tea with a smile, and said calmly: "It's just a cup of tea. Get up."

"Senior... poured tea for us again! This... is another coincidence! Hahaha..."

"Birdman...you'll be fine...envy!"

Su Ming's approachable behavior once again made Zhulong and Kunpeng feel flattered.

Immediately there was another kowtow, gratefully thanked: "Junior Zhulong (Kunpeng)...Thank you for your generosity, senior!"

Su Ming: "..." (simply speechless!)

After a few words of slander in his heart, he rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to those two actors.

So he sank into his thoughts, intending to continue to eliminate the loopholes of Zulongzhu, looking forward to the birth of that chaotic treasure!

However, good things take time.

Suddenly, a loud roar was heard, suddenly resounding here, interrupting Su Ming's plan again.

At this time, Zhulong and Kunpeng, who were about to hold up the teacups with both hands and were about to drink it down, were startled by this movement.

Subconsciously looked away.

But I saw the bank of Fang Pangu's blood pool.

An extremely mighty momentum, wrapped in the monstrous and ancient Dao rhyme, and mixed with the endless and mighty aura of gods and demons, swept across the sky in vain!

Seeing this scene, almost scared them to pee!

"What a terrifying coercion of the Chaos Demon God!"

"This ancestor felt... why the dragon blood in his body was suddenly suppressed to death!?" ωWW.

"Me too!"

Shocked and frightened, the next second, Zhulong and Kunpeng's legs suddenly went limp.

He knelt down again!

But at this time, the mighty aura that burst out from the Zuwu Houtu actually infiltrated this dojo...

Like a blockbuster, it exploded in that prehistoric universe!

In the ancestral land of the Wu clan at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

Even in the Chaos Zixiao Palace.

I sensed this wave of aura right away!

A group of ancestral witches who are cultivating in the Pangu Palace...

Even Hongjun who is preaching...

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they all couldn't help but exclaimed in unison——

"This is... Pangu's aura fluctuation?!"

"What a powerful Pan Gu Dao rhyme! Hiss—"

Chapter 47 Gather the three-piece set of salted fish, and the ancestor Wu Yuanshen was born

The sermon came to an abrupt end again.

It provoked three thousand Zixiao guests in the venue, all of them complained and whispered constantly.

"Is the sermon over? Why did Daozu stop again..."

"The old man has just realized the chance of quasi-sacred Dao fruit... Why did he suddenly stop preaching!? Master Daozu... Don't stop! Continue!"

"Three Lectures of Zixiao Palace, each time for 3000 years... It's not the time yet? Could it be that another major event happened in the prehistoric world?"

"Fellow Daoist, why did you say 'again'...???"

The originally sacred and quiet Zixiao Hall suddenly became noisy.

Regarding this, Hongjun, who was sitting on the high seat, turned a deaf ear to it.

I saw his figure suddenly froze, his eyes widened, and his pupils suddenly contracted sharply, revealing a look of fear and horror!

"How... Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Demon god Pangu has long since fallen in that calamity, and I saw it with my own eyes! Absolutely cannot be faked!!!"

"But... from the prehistoric world, the fluctuations of this Pangu aura quietly diffused... What's going on? Could it be that I have been under too much pressure recently and have an illusion!?"

Feeling nervous and apprehensive, Hongjun ignored the sermon, and immediately pinched his fingers to calculate.

But nothing!

"Weird! Could it be... in the prehistoric world, there are strange numbers born!?"

This time, Hongjun's brows directly wrinkled into the word "Chuan", like a deep ravine, which he couldn't understand.

The thoughts in my heart were like a mess, and I became more and more uneasy.

After half an hour.

Zixiao Palace was still silent.

Seeing that the three thousand Zixiao guests below were all staring, looking eager for the truth, Hongjun couldn't help but sighed softly, and his face returned to the previous indifference and seriousness.

"Forget it, forget it, after I have completed three lectures and reached the realm of harmony, no matter what kind of strangeness he has... I can destroy him by raising my hand!"

"As many births... as many as I dare to kill!"

As soon as he thought of this, he saw a slight chill in Hongjun's eyes.

The preaching continues!

During the process, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were particularly excited and ecstatic.

"Brother, the sermon continues again...I feel like I'm about to break through the quasi-sage realm!"

"Me too! When we return to the prehistoric world... Kunpeng will die!"

"At that time, my monster clan's Heavenly Court will rule all the prehistoric peoples. What kind of Wu clan power? Raise your hand and destroy it!"

In addition, the comprehension skills of Jieyin and Zhunti are also quite good, and the progress of enlightenment is also approaching the threshold of Zhunsheng!

At this time, they have not yet entered the realm of quasi-sages, but they are already thinking about how to settle accounts with Kunpeng, and they are ashamed!

After Zixiao Palace returned to calm.

At this time, the pangu hall had already exploded and the pot was boiling.

"Did you feel it just now? That's... Father God's breath fluctuations!??"

"There seems to be a million points of similarity! This ancestor witch feels that the blood of the ancestor witch in his body...is drawn so that the blood is boiling!"

"Father God... really still exists in the world?! If it is true, that would be great! Wuwu clan... is destined to rise strongly and dominate the prehistoric universe!"

"The Wu Clan should be prosperous! The Wu Clan should be prosperous!!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Although only a wisp of the pangu dao rhyme diffused out and disappeared in an instant, but... it really did exist!

Therefore, the twelve ancestral witches in Pangu Hall were all excited and ecstatic as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

Following the majestic power erupting from Zuwu Houtu, Zhulong and Kunpeng instantly felt the blood in their bodies being suppressed to death.

Unexpectedly, they fell to their knees and fell to the ground unexpectedly, no matter how much they struggled, it was useless.

I can't move half a minute at all!

This time, they kneeled a little suddenly, not willingly at all!

As for why this is...

Who can tell!

Just... quite suddenly!

"What's the matter with this terrifying coercion? The ancestral witches and queens... What kind of heaven-defying opportunity did they get from the seniors, how could they become so terrifying?!"

"This ancestor is the dignified ancestor of the dragon clan... how can you kneel down so easily!! What's more, you have to kneel down to a junior ancestor witch? What a shame! It's a shame!!"

In addition to being shocked, Zhulong and Kunpeng were puzzled again, their faces couldn't hold back at the same time, and their expressions were extremely livid.

For this sudden outburst...

Su Ming was also taken aback.

He can be regarded as only a Da Luo Jinxian cultivation level, if he is not in the big formation, he will have the infinite Dao sword intent to protect himself.

Otherwise, the tyrannical aura that erupted from Zuwu Houtu just now would be enough to crush and explode a big Luo Jinxian powerhouse!

"It's such a powerful bloodline, emitting an ancient Dao rhyme. Could it be that Houtu girl...has successfully returned to her ancestor Pangu!?"

When the eyes flickered, Su Ming couldn't help being surprised.

Immediately, his mind sank, and he opened Houtu's attribute panel.

[Completing the missing source of its primordial spirit...85%...86%...]

[The purity of its Pangu bloodline is being purified...2.01%...2.78%...]

After some inspection, Su Ming couldn't help but click his tongue.

It's been a long time since I've thought about it, why is the removal progress of the back soil so low?