I Am a Taoist Person of Time, Transforming Pangu and Stepping on the Way of Heaven, Suppressing the

in chaos.

It was dim and boundless, and above the terrifying green lotus, Lianzi was sleeping.

"How?"

Hongjun was so excited that he danced excitedly and was about to send...

You can really travel through time and space!

"Please ask the host to touch Pan Gu's original body."

The system responded.

Hongjun was very excited. Now that Pangu has not awakened, it is not scary, and Taoist Shichen has never come here, so it means that it will take at least hundreds of millions of years for Pangu to wake up now.

This is the beginning of chaos.

It is estimated that he has not woken up yet.

Excited heart, trembling hands.

Hongjun jumped up and jumped onto the green lotus, but he didn't pay much attention to why the green lotus had only 32 petals.

Not only Hongjun, but even the system were excited.

I'm going to draw Pangu's blood essence, I'm going to develop, I'm so excited, so exciting...

When he came near the golden cocoon as big as a mountain, Hongjun was trembling, his old face was flushed with excitement, and his ears were full of systematic words, "Press it up, suck his blood, suck his bone marrow!" , Drain him dry, leaving him no chicken feathers!"

"I want, I want..."

Hongjun's excited and trembling hands slowly pressed on the golden cocoon, but just after he pressed it, a strange face suddenly appeared in front of him.

That was Shi Chen's handsome appearance, and he looked at Hongjun strangely, "Why did you come to this timeline?"

Hongjun stared in bewilderment at the face of Taoist Shichen in front of him, and opened his mouth wide in astonishment, "Ah?"

"what……"

Taoist Shi Chen walked out of the terrifying giant cocoon step by step with a smile that was not a smile, and patted the bewildered Hongjun's forehead casually, and saw a green light-like system being photographed, Taoist Shi Chen He conveniently took this small system into his hand.

"The hour..."

There was a voice of raging flames, and the anger was unstoppable.

"All the timelines are under my control, the present, the past, and the future. Are you thinking too much if you want to cause trouble on my territory?"

"Pangu has died and turned into a prehistoric place. If you draw his blood, are you stupid!"

"Your artificial intelligence is not as good as a pig's brain. Have you read too many novels?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you that this is the avatar of me and Daoist Mietian working together to comprehend the Dao of Power. You really are Pangu. Some things are already in the past tense. No matter what you do, they can't be changed. When you travel through time and space possible success?"

"If it's really possible, Wang Mang usurps the man, are you playing tricks with you?"

"idiot!"

With a soft click, Taoist Shichen instantly annihilated this bullshit system that was still trying to run away, and then looked at Taoist Hongjun who was lying on the ground not far away, smiling awkwardly at him.

"Yo, fellow daoist, is it exciting? Hands with a trembling heart, are you happy to touch me? Or, touch it again to see if you can draw blood?"

"what……"

"Ah Chicken Feather, it just so happens that my avatar is also very boring. It's already a little bit of a success to use you to practice the Dao of Power that I've learned recently. Hahaha, come on, it's guaranteed to be fun!"

"No, no, don't..."

"It's all here, let's play..."

"Help, Heavenly Father, save me..."

"Hahaha……"

Three years later, in Zixiao Palace, a space-time rift opened, a big foot kicked, and Hongjun just knelt and lay on the futon.

There are countless shoe prints and footprints on the Taoist robe.

woohoo...

Tears had already soaked the futon in the blink of an eye after Hongjun arrived.

The tearful Hongjun cried for a long time before finally stopping the broken tears, but thinking of the pain, he couldn't help crying again.

He is a saint, the number one under heaven, he was beaten up by Luo Hu, but now he is fine, he found a system, he thought he could float away, who knows he can still hold a knife at Shichen.

I'm miserable...

Hongjun cried out in sorrow, resentment reverberated in the Zixiao Palace for a long time.

Thinking of him as a dignified saint, let a small system of future technology fool you, well, just treat it as ignorant, and learn a lot of wisdom.

But who knows, I thought that I could travel back to the past and draw Pangu's blood, but I happened to meet Taoist Shichen.

Woohoo, three years...

Master Tiandao, do you know how I, Hongjun, have come here for the past three years? It's so miserable...

Hongjun raised his head, with tears in his eyes, looking at the ceiling with aggrieved eyes.

【The white-haired Dazabi, a villain who succeeds, should...】

The sound transmission of the Way of Heaven reverberated in the Zixiao Palace, also for a long time, as if telling him Hongjun time and time again, if you see it, you are a big Sabi.

Taoist Shi Chen, who was far away on the top of Buzhou Mountain, looked at the Zixiao Palace, and couldn't help it for a while, and burst out laughing.

In three years, Hongjun must have a longer memory, as long as he doesn't dance like that in the future.

His Shichen Daoist's fist is no joke.

I was about to go for a stroll on the wild land again, to see how the Longhan Dajie was doing, and to contact Yuanfeng by the way, to see if he was white and big again.

But Taoist Mietian, who practiced in a deep mountain and old forest in the far south of the wilderness, gradually woke up.

Taoist Shichen disappeared.

Daoist Mietian Lin Feng frowned slightly as he looked at the back soil with a snake tail walking not far away. What kind of eyes did she have?

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Xiaobai desperately typed, fellow Taoists, it would be nice to give a gift, I didn’t see a gift today, hee hee

Chapter 141 The Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Demons Formation, Isn't This Bad?

"Fellow Daoist Mietian!"

Hou Tu looked solemn, and came not far from Lin Feng with a half-smile.

The Houtu who came this time was not the extremely beautiful and strange woman, but seven hands, each with a terrifying stick.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Feng felt something was wrong, and always felt that Houtu was playing for real, because Houtu wanted face very much.

"Don't think about running, brother..."

Hou Tu suddenly raised his head and shouted.

All of a sudden, the Twelve Ancestral Witches appeared together, all in their true colors, each of them was tall and tall, and surrounded the area where Lin Feng was located. Make it impossible to escape.

Why does it feel cold today.

Lin Feng stood up slowly, looked at Houtu who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "Fellow Daoist, what is the meaning of this!"

"What are you pretending to be, and you want me to be a great witch? Why do I feel that our brother and sister's Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons are missing something? It's the lack of the power of a great witch!"

"That's right, Daoist Mietian, you owe a big karma to my Wu Clan!"

"This cause and effect is so great that it is unthinkable, and it may determine the life and death of my witch clan!"

"Yes, Daoist Mietian, you have to give us an explanation to the Wu Clan today, otherwise, you should stop practicing. Our Twelve Ancestral Witches are fighting with you, so don't even think about running away!"

Wasn't the Great Formation of the Gods and Demons in the Twelve Capitals arranged by the Twelve Ancestral Witches? What does it have to do with the Great Witch?

"I don't read much, don't lie to me!"

Lin Feng was sweating profusely on his forehead. He still remembered that he saw the phantom of Pangu at the foot of Buzhou Mountain and asked him to take care of these ancestor witches, but how did he feel that he was getting more and more biased.

"What is reading?"

"How do I know."

Di Jiang glanced blankly at Gonggong, who was holding two green snakes, and immediately looked at Houtu.

This time, the Houtu sister begged them for a long time, and then they dispatched collectively, otherwise, they would not have come here, after all, the twelve ancestor witches are of one mind.

As soon as the Twelve Ancestral Witches appeared, they revealed the great formation of the Twelve Capitals.

Lin Feng was rather honored.

The Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Gods has just been born, and it was used on him for the first time. It seems quite bluffing.

"Fellow Daoist Mietian, I hit you, or you hit me!"

Hou Tu excitedly grabbed the seven extremely terrifying sticks, and looked at Lin Feng with a half-smile.

"Fellow Daoist, you are forcing the palace, I don't accept it!"

Lin Feng suddenly became angry, this can't work, your father and I are 'good' friends, and we have promised to take care of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, so we can't take care of them on the bed.

"If you don't accept it, then you will be knocked down!"

Houtu was also capable, one after another, the terrifying sticks were thrown towards Lin Feng's head.

Smash it, if you can stun me, I will accept my fate.

bang...

bang bang bang...

bang bang bang bang...

Seven carefully crafted terrifying sticks landed on Lin Feng's head, which might have made the hair a little messy before, but now, not a single hair has been touched, it is as hard as gel paste.

Looking at the stick, it was broken one by one, even Houtu's seven palms were cracked inch by inch.