Qingluan stood next to Xuanqing, with Sibei lying on his shoulders, and he and Xuanqing looked at the approaching ancestral witch.
Xuan Qing frowned slightly and said, "Twelve Ancestral Witches?"
Only the two women at the back had Taoist fluctuations, and the fluctuations were very weak, just at the Golden Immortal realm.
None of the others had Taoist fluctuations, and there were twelve of them at once. With this combination, anyone could subconsciously think of the ancestral witch.
But soon, Xuan Qing shook his head and smiled, feeling that his idea was really ridiculous.
I heard that the ancestral witches were all hundreds of feet tall.
Even if there is no specific description, there is a specific description of the great witch Kuafu.
That was a giant who could chase the sun, and Kuafu was just a great witch from the Wu Clan!
From this, you can imagine how terrifying the height of Zu Wu must be. How could these people be here?
It’s just some unnecessary associations of my own!
Xuan Qing shook his head secretly.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches followed Queen Mother Xi and walked towards Xuanqing step by step.
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In the demon court.
Donghuang Taiyi snorted coldly: "The Wu clan is really hopeless. My eldest brother and I were very respectful when we went to see that senior, but they still left so arrogantly, hum!"
Di Jun smiled and said: "The ancestral witches all rely on their Pangu orthodoxy. How can they be too polite to others?"
As soon as Di Jun finished speaking, the ancestral witches suddenly looked at Xuan Qing in shock.
Then, the Twelve Ancestral Witches exchanged glances quickly, knelt down in front of Xuan Qing, saluted Xuan Qing and said, "Greetings to Father God!"
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"Father God?"
In Zixiao Palace, Patriarch Hongjun was so frightened that he almost fell off the futon.
The eyes of all the powerful officials from Zixiao Palace fell on Ancestor Hongjun.
In the past, Ancestor Hongjun would have definitely maintained his status, but at this moment, he was too shocked. Ancestor Hongjun just stared at West Kunlun, completely forgetting that he was still preaching in Zixiao Palace.
…
"Father God?"
All five people in Demon Court stood up and exclaimed.
"Brother, what does it mean when the ancestral witch calls that senior God Father?" Donghuang Taiyi asked quickly.
"Brother?" Di Jun was unsure and looked at Fuxi.
Fuxi held the tortoise shell in his hand and looked solemnly. After a while, he said: "The ancestral witch is the orthodox of Pangu. The ancestral witch can call the father god. I'm afraid..."
"Great God Pangu..." Kunpeng murmured, his body trembling slightly.
Kunpeng's spirit was higher than anyone else's.
Even Dao Ancestor and Kunpeng were not convinced.
Currently, he is in the Demon Court because his strength is not enough.
But Kunpeng believed that as long as he was given enough time to settle, with his Devouring Dao, he could practice to the end of the Dao and even surpass Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
But the Great God Pangu, Kunpeng didn't have any thoughts of competing in his heart, all he had was respect!
That was a powerful god and demon who fought his way out of the Chaos Sea!
Kunpeng has been to the Sea of Chaos and knows what kind of environment it is like.
His Devouring Avenue can swallow everything and refine everything.
But he couldn't refine the chaotic energy of the Chaos Sea!
It was in such an environment that the Great God Pangu fought and killed, defeated three thousand gods and demons, and finally became a great saint.
Kunpeng never thought that he could surpass or match such great men.
As a result, the Great God Pangu did not die and is still alive in this ancient world?
No wonder Jie Yin and Zhunti, with their status as saints, have to become slaves to that senior!
The eyes of Zixiao Palace and Yaoting were all fixed on West Kunlun, wanting to see what would happen next.
However, the hollow willow swayed a few times, the Jie Kong Avenue was activated, and everything they saw turned into nothingness in an instant.
Donghuang Taiyi immediately stretched out his finger to activate the demon court's power of heaven to spy again.
"No..."
Di Jun, Fu Xi, Xi He and Kun Peng all exclaimed and blocked Donghuang Taiyi's arm.
Fuxi explained: "The senior obviously didn't want to be spied on by us when he did this."
Dong Huangtai reacted instantly, and couldn't help but sweat dripping from his forehead.
This is what the senior meant!
He pointed out a finger and forced himself to spy with the power of Demon Court Heavenly Law. How could that senior not discover it?
Then... Donghuang Taiyi froze in place, his body was so frightened that he couldn't help but tremble.
Fortunately, Hao Hao did not take action...
Life and death are just a matter of a thought!
In the Zixiao Palace, Dao Ancestor Hongjun's fingers also pressed on the jade dish of creation.
After a while, Dao Ancestor finally understood the intention of the senior. He took a deep breath, removed his fingers from the jade dish of creation, withdrew his gaze, and looked at the great power of Zixiao Palace again.
At the same time, Taishang Laojun, Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Cult Master and Nuwa Empress all withdrew their gazes.
As for Taiqing Laozi, he still kept his eyes closed. With Taishang Laojun as the good corpse clone, I completely entered a sleep state and seemed unwilling to pay any more attention to everything.
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West Kunlun.
"Hmph!" The hollow willow tree let out a proud snort: "You still want to spy on my master, under my body, do you have my permission?"
Jie Kong Avenue stopped those prying eyes, and no prying eyes fell anymore. The old boy Yangmei Daxian, who was intelligent but whose mind and memory were not perfect, showed a proud smile.
"Father God..."
Xuan Qing jumped up in fright and looked intently at the Twelve Ancestral Witches who were kneeling before him.
What's going on, what's going on?
Xuanqing looked around, but Queen Mother Xi and Qingluan were even more confused than Xuanqing.
Is the master the father-god of the ancestral witch?
When did the master become the father of the ancestral witch?
The master said that the ancestral shaman was transformed into the flesh and blood of the great god Pangu. So, the master is the great god Pangu?
However, the three souls of the great god Pangu turned into the three pure beings, and the flesh and blood turned into the witch clan. The great god Pangu died obviously, but his soul was also gone!
The master is the Great God Pangu, so Queen Mother Xi and Qingluan are not unable to accept it, and they even think it is reasonable to say so.
Otherwise, how could Master become a saint in obscurity, or be a saint much more powerful than Ancestor Hongjun?
You know, if you become a saint in the prehistoric world, there will be strange phenomena in the world!
But what if the master became a saint before the creation of heaven?
It makes sense that there is no vision of heaven and earth.
But how did Pangu, the great god who had lost his soul and body, become a master?
Xuanqing, Queen Mother Xi and Qingluan looked at Jie Yin and Zhunti at the same time.
Jieyin and Zhunti were startled, and they quickly bent down and started working, pretending not to see or discover anything.
That senior is actually the father god of the ancestral witches?
The two saints Jie Yin and Zhunti, their Taoist hearts are now beginning to feel restless!
The backer is falling... It's only superficial. How can those who are powerful and personally involved understand it better?
This is a good situation when you come to your door when you have nothing to do. However, when you come to your door for something, limited understanding cannot solve such problems.
Such as this moment!
"Ahem..." Xuan Qing cleared his throat, smiled and said to the Twelve Ancestral Witches: "Fellow Taoists, you must have admitted your mistake, please get up quickly, please get up quickly!"
Queen Mother of the West and Qingluan quickly stepped forward and helped these ancestral shamans stand up.
