"senior!"
Gonggong quickly said: "If we join the battle, can we defeat the Demon Court?"
"Yes, but are you the Twelve Ancestral Witches?" Xuan Qing glared at Gong Gong.
Why are these guys so loud?
Um... Gonggong was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "No."
"That's it!" Xuan Qing glanced at the excited ancestral wizards.
"Senior, do you mean that as long as the Twelve Ancestral Witches can defeat Yaoting?" Di Jiang tried his best to calm down and said to Xuanqing, cupping his fists.
"Theoretically, that's the case." Xuan Qing nodded casually.
These guys are really desperate and hopeless. Xuanqing doesn't want to continue to emphasize the safety issue. Just die. Anyway, every major disaster in the prehistoric era resulted in countless casualties.
He only reminded them because he had a good impression of the human race. Since the other party was determined to seek death, he didn't have the ability and didn't bother to stop them.
"How to defeat?" Zhu Jiuyin asked excitedly.
"I tell you, you can leave?" Xuan Qing said casually.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches exchanged glances, nodded to Xuan Qing and said, "Of course!"
Xuan Qing was stunned for a moment.
What he just said was sarcastic, but these guys actually took it seriously!
Okay, finish talking quickly and leave quickly.
Anyway, these guys are from the human race and have nothing to do with the witch race.
Just say a formation yourself.
Xuan Qing stretched out his hand and waved, Taiyi True Immortal's cultivation level circulated, and a large formation pattern appeared on the ground.
There are a total of twelve directions in the formation. Xuanqing arranged it according to the Bagua directions, but squeezed out four more directions and turned it into a regular dodecagon.
In fact, to put it bluntly, it was just a fake show by JB, it just looked like that.
Anyway, the purpose is to send them away.
"The Twelve Capital Gods Formation."
Xuan Qing casually introduced: "Twelve ancestral witches, each ancestral witch occupies a position. At the same time, they integrate the power of the laws mastered by the ancestral witches themselves to communicate with the spiritual power contained in the earth's veins."
"The ancestral witch is transformed from the flesh and blood of the Great God Pangu, and the prehistoric earth veins are transformed from the muscles and veins of the Great God Pangu. After such communication, it is equivalent to the full strength of the Great God Pangu, and even a saint can defeat it."
Anyway, the memory of the previous life was like this, Dutian Shensha's great formation, even the saints could not resist it!
"However, the consumption of this formation is also not small. After one blow, even the Twelve Ancestral Witches will take a long time to recover, but at critical moments, it should be no problem to fight against the Demon Court or protect the Witch Clan. "
The twelve ancestral witches all opened their eyes wide, staring closely at the regular dodecagon on the ground and the complicated lines within the dodecagon that contained mysterious patterns.
"Any question?"
Xuan Qing waited patiently for a while and then asked.
"No, no more!"
The Twelve Ancestral Witches quickly looked away and shook their heads towards Xuan Qing.
"Since not, then go back." Xuan Qing stood up and cupped his fists towards the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
"Thank you father...senior!"
The twelve ancestral witches stood up one after another and saluted Xuanqing respectfully.
When the Twelve Ancestral Witches were completely out of sight, Xuan Qing finally sighed: "It's really troublesome!"
Almost twelve more children!
Is it true that this human race will come up to recognize a senior who has a high level of cultivation like the human race?
No wonder so many people were willing to recognize their father in his previous life.
"Master, is it true that the formation you gave can't even hide from a saint?" Queen Mother Xi asked in a low voice.
Although he knew that his master was very strong, after he became a quasi-sage and gradually understood the Tao, he even knew how strong the saint was!
Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches have their own power of law, Queen Mother Xi still finds it impossible to compete with the Saint.
The difference between a saint and a quasi-sage, and between other creatures, is not a realm, but a level.
Become a saint, rely on the Great Dao, become immortal, and be able to unlimitedly mobilize the Dao rules of this world.
But what the saints, including the Twelve Ancestral Witches, can mobilize are only the rules of the great avenue that they have mastered and refined into their bodies.
In other words, fighting against saints is equivalent to fighting against heaven.
Unless the saints are led into the sea of chaos, they will not be able to mobilize the power of the great world.
"Do you believe it?" Xuan Qing glanced at Queen Mother Xi and strode towards the tea shop.
Xuanqing was no longer in the mood for fishing today after being made a fuss by those twelve guys.
"Senior sister, you still want Master to admit it, do you..."
"Silly..." Sibuang said the last word for Qingluan and looked at Queen Mother Xi as if she were a fool.
"You two!" Queen Mother Xi was furious and took out the Kunlun Mirror. She wanted to put Qingluan and Sixiang into the Kunlun Mirror, so that they could experience the torture of loneliness and helplessness in infinite space and time.
But Xuan Qing happened to turn around, and the Queen Mother of the West smiled quickly, disappeared the Kunlun Mirror in her hand, and ran quickly, following Xuan Qing.
After Xuanqing disappeared with his three disciples, Jie Yin and Zhunti both stood up.
"Senior brother, do you think it's possible?" Zhun asked.
They didn't deliberately pry just now, and of course, they didn't dare.
However, no defensive measures were taken during the conversation there. The spiritual thoughts left by Jie Yin and Zhunti a hundred meters away accurately heard everything.
"If that senior is really the Great God Pangu, anything is possible!" Jie Yin said slowly, looking at the direction in which Xuan Qing and others disappeared.
"Then let's..." Zhunti immediately became excited. The Witch Clan and the Demon Court were fighting to gain profit from the chaos!
"This matter is not something we can get involved in. Have you forgotten what the teacher said? Work hard!" Jieyin glared at Zhunti and warned.
"But senior brother, do we really have to wait three thousand years?" Zhunti said unwillingly.
"If that senior is really the Great God Pangu, the teacher's meaning may be what that senior meant." Jie Yin said while bending to weed.
Zhunti was shocked. If it was true what the senior brother said, then if they acted now, they would offend the two most powerful saints.
Moreover, this possibility is very high!
The ancestral witch never admits wrong people. Teacher Daozu clearly promised to make them saints, but he still asked them to come here to beg for mercy again and again, and finally he was able to gain enough heavenly merit.
This shows that although Teacher Daozu is in harmony with the Tao, the merits of the Heavenly Way may not be in the hands of the teacher!
Zhunti didn't dare to think any more, so he squatted down with his chubby body, took the Qibao Miaoshu, and beat the bugs on the vegetable leaves to death.
Sigh... He had never dreamed before that one day, the best innate spiritual treasure would be used by him to draw insects...
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Demon Court.
"Brother, why are the ancestral witches so happy?" Donghuang Taiyi asked.
In fact, Donghuang Taiyi already had the answer in his heart.
That senior might really be the Great God Pangu, and the Great God Pangu had given the Witch Clan enough benefits or promises?
If that's the case, what's the use of Demon Court?
Although Yaoting has obtained the merits of Heaven, which is equivalent to the recognition of Heaven, Donghuang Taiyi does not think that the merits of Heaven can compare with the Great God Pangu and can fight against the Great God Pangu.
Di Jun, Fu Xi, Xi He and Kun Peng all frowned.
The Demon Court was quiet, no one spoke, they just stared at the twelve ancestral witches who turned into a hundred-foot giant again, activated the power of law, ran excitedly, and flickered and disappeared from time to time.
