Hong Huang: Qing Lian Taoist

"Hurry up, haven't you eaten yet?"

At this moment Qinglian was sitting on the armchair, shouting loudly, and the twelve ancestor witches below all showed an expression of unbearable pain. Each of the twelve ancestor witches was holding a huge stone and running continuously. The most painful ones were Gonggong and Zhurong. The stone on their heads was more than twice as big as that of the other ten ancestor witches.

It turned out that after leaving the sea of ​​blood, Qinglian came to the place where the witch clan was located. After seeing the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Qinglian felt extremely angry, because for such a long time, none of the Twelve Ancestral Witches had broken through to the peak realm of Daluo Jinxian, so the following events happened.

Originally, the Twelve Ancestral Witches thought that such training was very simple, until Qinglian took action to seal their physical strength. Not only that, Qinglian also specially refined gravity talismans for everyone. Because the Ancestral Witch Xuanming and the Ancestral Witch Houtu were female, under Qinglian's special care, they were allowed to use 30 times the gravity talisman. The other ten Ancestral Witches had a minimum of 50 times the gravity talisman. The worst were the Ancestral Witch Gonggong and Zhurong, who actually reached 60 times the gravity talisman.

Qinglian looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches with a satisfied expression, but the Twelve Ancestral Witches were miserable. During these hundred years, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were curious at the beginning and didn't feel anything. However, as time went by, the boring training made the Twelve Ancestral Witches lose their initial enthusiasm, and each of them was miserable.

During this period, the two ancient witches Gonggong and Zhurong complained to Qinglian countless times, but the result was every time that the gravity talisman was doubled. Until finally, Gonggong and Zhurong no longer dared to complain and trained honestly with everyone.

Until the end, Mo Yan and Mo Cang were also rushed to participate in training with the Twelve Ancestral Witches. However, Mo Yan and Mo Cang were not as tough as the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and they reached their limit with just a 10x gravity talisman.

"Brother, when do you think these hard days will end?" Zhu Rong complained as he caught up with Di Jiang in the front.

"If you want to die, don't implicate me!"

Dijiang looked in the direction of Qinglian and found that Qinglian was not paying attention to him, so he quickly spoke to Zhurong, and then he quickly walked forward and quickly distanced himself from Zhurong, as if he was afraid of being implicated.

"Dijiang, Zhurong, increase the gravity talisman by 10 times!"

Just when Dijiang thought he could escape, Qinglian's horrifying voice came. After hearing Qinglian's voice, Dijiang and Zhurong looked ashen, especially Zhurong, who had a look of despair on his face. However, the two of them still obediently increased the multiples of the gravity talisman. It was not that they were obedient, but Gonggong had secretly changed the multiples of the gravity talisman once before, and was beaten so badly by Qinglian. Since then, no one dared to change the multiples of the gravity talisman at will.

boom!

Suddenly a loud noise came from Pangu Temple, interrupting the running of the crowd. At this time, the Twelve Ancestral Witches all looked in the direction of Pangu Temple at the same time.

"What are you looking at? Keep going!"

Qinglian looked at the people who had stopped and couldn't help but scold them. After hearing Qinglian's scolding, everyone hurriedly continued running, fearing that they would be a step slower and the gravity would increase.

“It’s finally born!”

After Qinglian entered the Pangu Temple, he felt a powerful blood force coming at him. In that powerful blood force, Qinglian felt a familiar breath, which was the same consciousness that Qinglian felt in the blood pool. And because of Qinglian, this newly born witch clan was actually very different from the Twelve Ancestral Witches. They exuded a strong breath of the laws of creation. Although their physical strength was not as strong as those of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, it was not far behind. Not only that, even their souls were impeccable.

"It actually has this effect!" Qinglian exclaimed as he felt the breath of the witch clan in front of him.

"Great Witch: Xing Tian, ​​I meet the Father God!"

After feeling Qinglian's breath, Xingtian directly called Qinglian "Father God". This is understandable, because 90% of Qinglian's blood essence was absorbed by Xingtian, so it makes sense to call Qinglian "Father God".

"Put on your clothes first!"

Qinglian couldn't help but feel disgusted when she saw Xingtian's naked body. Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches were also naked when they transformed, they did not look human. Qinglian could have ignored it, but at this moment, Xingtian was no different from a human except for his tall stature.

"Father God, I..."

After hearing Qinglian's words, Xing Tian hesitated for a long time and couldn't say anything. It was obvious that he didn't know what the clothes were.

Qinglian saw Xingtian's expression and understood what he meant. With a wave of his hand, a piece of armor appeared in front of Xingtian. This armor was originally intended to be given to Xiaoqi, so it was a bargain for Xingtian.

Xing Tian looked at the armor in front of him and couldn't help feeling delighted. Following Qinglian's instruction, he dripped his blood essence on the armor, and after a simple refining, he put it on.

“Maybe he’s a good candidate!”

Qinglian looked at Xingtian in front of him and saw that after Xingtian put on the armor, his whole aura was different, and he already looked like a god of war. Looking at Xingtian's appearance, Qinglian made different arrangements for Xingtian.

"Let this armor be named after you!"

After this piece of armor was refined, Qinglian had never named it because it was going to be given to Xiaoqi. Now that it was given to Xingtian, it was directly named after Xingtian. This piece of armor also reached the level of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

"Xingtian Battle Armor, what a good name, what a good name, thank you Father God for the gift!"

After hearing Qinglian's words, Xing Tian couldn't help but cheer, and it was obvious that he liked this armor very much.

"Okay, get up!"

Qinglian did not correct Xingtian's address. After Xingtian got up, Qinglian looked at Xingtian with satisfaction. She saw golden light flashing in Xingtian's eyes, which was something that had never happened to the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"What is your companion skill?" The problem might lie with the skill. The inheritance of the Twelve Ancestral Witches is the Nine Revolutions Profound Art of Pangu God. Judging from Xing Tian's performance, he should not have inherited the Nine Revolutions Profound Art. Although Xing Tian's physical strength is strong, his body is only a head taller than a normal person. He is not like the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who are not a thousand feet tall at birth.

"The Great Sun Heavenly Gang Art!" After Xing Tian finished speaking, he was ready to narrate the Great Sun Heavenly Gang Art's mantra to Qing Lian.

"I understand, Xingtian, get out!"

Although Xing Tian didn't know why Qinglian didn't let him narrate, he still went out obediently. After Xing Tian went out, the Twelve Ancestral Witches quickly surrounded Xing Tian like curious babies.