The Stone of the Primordial Seeking

Chapter 279 One Finger Greeting and Rudeness

"You're almost out of breath, it's time to stop!" Xuan Hun hugged Jing Ling, showing his figure with falling flowers and flowing water.

As Xuan Hun said, with a random move, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Yuan Shi escaped from the attack of Pan Gu's body.

"Dao... Dao... Dao... Dao Zun!" Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi had already been beaten so painfully that their voices were not only stuttering, but also indistinct.

"Old... old... old... old ancestor!" Yuan Shi also became stammered, blurred, and his human body was trembling.

"It's nice to be beaten, right?" Xuan Hun looked at the three of them with a smile.

When the three of them heard Xuanhun's question, their bodies trembled for a while, and their faces were bruised and swollen from the beating, showing infinite fear.

"You guys! I've talked about my brains in the future. After all, they are also of Pangu's blood. How can I let you bully me like this?"

As Xuanhun said, he tossed it casually, and threw it back into the crowd of innate gods and demons.

The group of innate gods and demons had already turned from stunned to numb in the past three years. Now, with the sound of the three falling to the ground, everyone recovered from their numbness.

"Second brother!" Taishang walked towards Yuanshi with distress.

"Second Brother!" Seeing Yuan Shi's miserable appearance, Tong Tian shed tears.

"You two demon emperors! How are you doing?" A group of senior demon clan leaders walked towards Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi anxiously.

The Xuanhun couple didn't look at the congenital gods and demons, but looked at Pan Gu's fleshy body who was staring at them.

"Husband, it seems that the Twelve Ancestral Witches have lost their minds, and they are going to attack us!" Jing Ling said with a smile as she looked at Pangu who was about to swing the Heavenly Axe.

"Mistress, is he so big, will he be very powerful? Can the master beat this big man?" Luo Hua looked at the big man Pan Gu in his eyes, and asked with some fear.

"Master, mistress, why don't we run away? This big man is so scary!" Liu Shui also looked at Pan Gu's body with fear.

In the simple thinking of the two little boys, since this big man is so big, he must be very powerful, and his master must not be able to beat him.

"Haha! You two little guys, you dare to underestimate your master so much, you really deserve to be beaten!" Xuan Hun smiled, and lightly tapped the heads of the two cute little guys.

"Then can the master beat this big man?" Luo Hua and Liu Shui looked at Xuan Hun curiously and pleasantly.

"You two little fellows, if it wasn't for your master to block the aura of this Pangu meat ~ body, you two would have been crushed to the ground long ago and couldn't get up." Knocked the heads of the two little guys.

"Oh!" The two little fellows rubbed their little heads and looked at Xuanhun suspiciously.

Seeing the expressions of the two guys, Xuan Hun just smiled.

Xuan Hun looked at Pangu's fleshy body that had already swung the illusory God-opening axe at himself, smiled lightly, and said, "The farce should be over."

After Xuan Hun finished speaking, he lightly pointed at Pangu Rou~.

This finger seems to have no mystery, and there is no flash of light, it is just a flat finger, and there is no loud noise or roar.

But it was this flat finger that made Pangu's attacking momentum stop immediately.

Afterwards, Pan Gu's meat~body continued to decompose silently, and the speed of its decomposition became faster and faster.

After nine breaths, Pangu's flesh ~ body was completely disintegrated, and he became the Twelve Ancestral Witches again.

"Come here, everyone! Let's talk!" Xuan Hun said after finishing everything, not caring about the expressions of the ancestral witches, but turning his head to the group of innate gods and demons.

So a group of innate gods and demons came to the place where the Xuanhun couple and the ancestral witches stood.

"I'll pay my respects to the ancestor (Tao Zun)." A group of innate gods and demons paid homage to Xuanhun in unison.

Xuan Hun nodded, looked at the ancestral witches who were motionless, then pretended to be downcast, looked at the ancestral witches expressionlessly, and said indifferently: "Why? Are the shamans so rude? ?”

After hearing Xuanhun's words, the ancestral witches all became silent, with angry faces.

Even Hou Tu had a slight look of anger on his face at this moment.

The innate gods and demons watching from the side were not in the mood to watch the excitement at all.

After all, the actions of the Twelve Ancestral Witches almost scared them out of their wits.

These innate gods and demons now have long listed the Wu clan as an existence that cannot be provoked in their hearts.

The ancestor (Taoist) can scold the ancestor witch like this, but if they show the expression of wanting to see the ancestor witch, let alone what the ancestor (Taoist) thinks, these few ancestor witches alone are enough for them to drink a pot up.

The ancestral witches were silent for a while, and finally, led by Di Jiang, they all saluted Xuanhun and said, "I'll wait for the ancestral witches to meet the Daoist!"

"Daoist! Xuan Ming has something to say, Daoist..."

"This is my Taoist companion, Mistress Xuanhun: Patriarch Jingling, you can call me Patriarch later." Xuanhun ignored Xuanming and introduced Jingling.

"I'll pay my respects to Patriarch Jing Ling!" A group of innate gods and demons bowed to Jing Ling.

"Let's all be free!" Jing Ling said with a smile.

"Thank you, Patriarch Jingling!" A group of innate gods and demons saluted Jingling again, and then stood aside.

"What? Do you want me to say it a second time? Can the blood of Pan Gu be so rude?" Xuan Hun looked at the twelve ancestor witches and shouted angrily.

This time the ancestral witch was no longer silent, they all bowed to Jingling and said together: "I will pay my respects to the ancestor Jingling!"

"Excuse me!" Jing Ling nodded to the Twelve Ancestral Witches and said with a smile.

After Jing Ling finished speaking, she looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and cast a blank glance at Xuanhun.

Xuanhun naturally knew what Jingling meant, but Xuanhun still had a serious face, but there was still a little smile in his eyes.

"Daoist! Xuan Ming has something to say, Daoist..."

Xuan Ming thanked Jing Ling, and wanted to continue what he was going to say earlier, but this time Xuan Hun interrupted him again.

"My ancestor Jingling and I haven't held the Dao Companion Ceremony yet. After the date of the Dao Companion Ceremony is set, someone will notify you, so you know what to do?" Xuan Hun looked at the crowd with a smile. Innate gods and demons.

"Thank you, Patriarch, for telling me! Master Zhenyuan must make good preparations. When the grand ceremony of the two ancestors is held, Master Zhenyuan will go to congratulate you." Zhen Yuanzi said first.

"Xie Laozu (Daoist) told me that we must prepare well, and when the grand ceremony is held, we will definitely go to congratulate him!" All the innate gods and demons said in unison.

"What about you?" Xuanhun looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches and asked expressionlessly.

"I'm waiting for the ancestor witches to go to congratulate Dao Zunhe and Jingling ancestors on the Dao couple grand ceremony!" The twelve ancestor witches had no choice but to say in unison.

"Hmm! That's right!" Xuan Hun looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches and nodded in satisfaction.

"Oh? By the way, Xuan Ming, what are you going to say?" Xuan Hun had a pondering look on his face, as if he didn't remember much.

"Daoist! Xuanming refuses to accept!"

Xuan Ming looked directly at Xuan Hun and said loudly.

(End of this chapter)