Primordial Era: Lighting lamps, burying the ancestral master!

Chapter 148: A wave of Phoenix ancestors and ancestral dragons worshiped the island!

"Boom~"

The time and space around Buzhou Mountain suddenly rioted, and a terrifying pressure flowed down the long river of time, setting off boundless waves and descending on the current world!
In an instant, swaths of mountains and rivers trembled and shattered, countless lives were wiped out, and time and space were wailing!
The laws were all washed away, and the earth, fire, water, and wind surged up, wreaking havoc in all directions, causing boundless disasters!

At this time, thirteen terrifying and ferocious figures fell from the void, one strong and twelve weak, scattered into two sides, facing each other faintly.

"King Qilin, you are so dirty! This time it's our Witch Clan that got you wrong!"

Ju Mang forced himself to stand up. For some unknown reason, all the twelve ancestral witches fell into a coma except for him.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, such as Fengzu, they thought it was the work of King Qilin.

"In the end what happened?"

The phoenix eyes were filled with light, and she kept looking back and forth between the two parties, trying to figure out the context of the matter:
"King Qilin, aren't you going to die together with the Twelve Ancestral Witches? Why aren't you dead yet?"

"Bah! I mean, how come you and the Twelve Ancestral Witches are still alive?"

"Eh~ It doesn't seem right."

At this time, Qilin King glanced at him coldly, and the coldness in his eyes made Fengzu's true fire instantly dwindle, as if he had encountered something terrible.

If it weren't for the fact that the Qilin King in front of him had the same physical body, true spirit, and Dao aura as before, he would have thought that the Qilin King in front of him had been impersonated!
"Are you willing to risk your life just because of your dignity?"

Qilin King was sarcastic when he opened his mouth.

Hearing these words, Fengzu's face fell instantly.

"It turned out to be a bluff, but after thinking about it, I paid a lot of price."

"At this moment, your moral skills are greatly improved, and you are facing a powerful enemy. I will bear with you for a while."

"When you lose your breath and close the door, we will calculate the total account again!"

Several thoughts surged in Fengzu's mind, and he completed a great drama for the Qilin King, without further questioning.

Seeing that he didn't speak again, the Qilin King pointed his spear at the Twelve Ancestral Witches again and snorted coldly:

"Then as you and I agree, the loser will leave Buzhou Mountain!

Ancestor, I will be more open this time and will not kill you all! "

"We, the Witch Clan, will naturally keep our promises!"

Ju Mang replied coldly. With a wave of his hand, billions of green lights scattered, each one corresponding to a witch clan member.

Soon, all the witch clans on the battlefield were captured by him.

Jumang glanced at the Qilin King angrily, turned around and dragged the other ancestral witches away to the west:

"Buzhou Mountain is the transformation of the backbone of Father God Pangu, and it is the authentic territory of Pangu like my twelve ancestral witches!
King Qilin, keep an eye on the door for me, I will be back sooner or later! "

Using his physical body to tear apart the space, Jumang disappeared without a trace almost instantly.

"Why let them go?"

Fengzu asked in confusion.

He wanted to take action just now, but was stopped by Qilin King's Qi machine, which allowed Ju Mang to escape so easily.

Otherwise, among the twelve ancestral witches, he would have to keep a few of them!
"Because they are really descendants of Pangu."

After the Qilin King left a word, he turned around and left.

And every time He took a step, his aura would inevitably weaken. By the time he reached Mount Buzhou, his aura had already dropped to the level of Daluo for the first time!
"It seems like this is the price."

Fengzu's wonderful eyes were moving around, the light was rising and falling, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

But the next moment, He opened his mouth in surprise:

"This, this...King Qilin, you are really hiding a lot!"

I saw the Qilin King crashing into Mount Buzhou and strangely integrating with Mount Buzhou. His energy suddenly surged, even three points stronger than when it was at its peak!

"Just a little trick."

The Qilin King looked indifferent, surrounded by the charm of time and space, and transformed into a phantom of a treasure mirror.

It is the Kunlun Mirror.

However, this top-quality innate spiritual treasure has now been branded on the Qilin King's scales.Unless all the scales on the Qilin King are removed, the Kunlun Mirror will never be born again!

"Gather the army, take Buzhou Mountain as the center, spread in all directions, conquer everything, or die if you don't surrender!"

"I want to gather the luck of the beast clan again, and I will not take away any of it, but give it all to my descendants for practice!"

"One Yuanhui, you only have one Yuanhui time!

After a Yuanhui, I want to see the great scene of the Qilin clan roaming the land, and Taiyi is not as good as a dog! "

"Respect the decree of our ancestors!"

A statue of the Great Luo Jinxian of the Qilin clan rose into the sky and received the decree of the Qilin King.

Even if you gather a large army, disperse, conquer all the races in the wild, and bring them back under your command!

Fengzu on the side thought for a moment and issued a decree that was almost exactly the same as King Qilin's.

And under the actions of the two peerless Daluo Saints and hundreds of Daluo Golden Immortals, the fortunes of the Qilin and Phoenix clans skyrocketed at a terrifying speed.

……

On the other side, after Jumang exited Buzhou Mountain, the twelve ancestral witches gradually woke up.

Well, it was none other than Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin and other "fake" ancestral witches who woke up half way ahead of schedule.

"Jumang, why are you crazy! Why did you suddenly attack us!"

Zhu Jiuyin said in shame and annoyance.

As soon as the Twelve Capital Gods Formation was set up, he was unexpectedly "sneak attacked" and fell into a deep sleep.

What happened in the outside world and how He came here is unknown now.

And for Zhu Jiuyin (Bai Ze), who was born to know everything, this is a huge humiliation!
Furthermore, the violent aura contained in Pangu's essence and blood more or less affected the twelve ancestral witches, which made them a little hot-tempered.

Otherwise, in the past, even if Zhu Jiuyin knew that Ju Mang was responsible, he would never be the first to lose his composure and rush to argue with Ju Mang!

"King Qilin's desperate efforts are fake!"

Jumang came up with the words he had prepared long ago:
"He imprinted the Kunlun Mirror on himself and forcibly advanced to the third step!

And at the expense of this top-quality innate spiritual treasure, this state will be anchored forever and never decline! "

"hiss!"

Shebishi took a deep breath in cooperation and asked urgently:

"Then how do you contend with Him?"

Ju Mang's face darkened when he heard this, he glanced at Ling Sui vaguely, and said no more.

Naturally, this small gesture was noticed by the other ancestral witches.

As if they had agreed in advance, the ancestral witches had a tacit understanding, and no one opened their mouths to continue questioning.

After a long time, Hou Tu suddenly said:

"So where do we go next?"

"West Kunlun!"

Jumang said categorically: "Look for help and rest!"

"After the Yiyuan Meeting, counterattack Buzhou Mountain and take back everything we have!"

……

Penglai Immortal Island.

With the fermentation of all things in the ancient continent, the development of Penglai Immortal Island could not help but be affected.

The most obvious point: the incense and incense collected by the gods of the Immortal Island have obviously lost a lot of power!

This made Fuxi, who had just figured out the golden lotus of twelve levels of merit and the pool of eight treasures of merit, and tasted a hint of sweetness, very angry!

What annoyed him even more was the trouble: Zulong Bai Island!
(End of this chapter)