"Stop fucking nonsense, do you want to die?"

Zhu Rong, who was furious, roared angrily, and the roar resounded throughout the dark forbidden area.

Di Jiang directly turned into the true body of the ancestor witch, like a chaotic demon god, with a hideous and terrifying posture. Just looking at the muscles on his body, you can feel the terrifying power it contains.

The mysterious giant smiled and said, "Your enemy is not me, aren't you going to the Heavenly Dao just to resurrect Pangu?"

"Not to mention whether it can be found, even if you find it, you will resurrect Pangu. How should we deal with the relationship between the beings in the heavenly way and Pangu? The heavenly way belongs to Pangu? Can the heavenly way be tolerated? Can Pangu let Pangu leave the heavenly way?"

His words are full of sarcasm and mocking the ancestor witches for their simple minds.

Di Jiang asked back, "Have you ever seen our Father God?"

The mysterious giant face said: "Pangu fell for so long, so I naturally haven't seen it before. Are you the same?"

"The power of God the Father is invincible."

"Oh? You mean Pangu is resurrected, and Shenwei Tiansheng is not the opponent?"

Dijiang didn't say anything anymore.

If this is passed on to the heavenly way, it would be a bad thing.

The mysterious giant face smiled sinisterly: "Dijiang, Dijiang, the times have changed. Pangu is no longer an invincible existence. Not to mention the ancient existences that survived the beginning of chaos, even the Taoist ancestor has surpassed Pangu and resurrected Pangu. For you and others, it will be a disaster. Your top priority is to strengthen yourself, rather than blindly pursue the power of your ancestors."

Di Jiang frowned, and his heart was shaken.

really.

If Pangu was resurrected, he would not have the full strength and would definitely be revenge from the Chaos Demon God.

These Chaos Demon Gods have practiced countless years more than Pangu!

Both of them are Chaos Demon Gods, even if there is a gap in qualifications, they will not be as different as possible.

The mysterious giant face disappeared, leaving behind some words:

"If you figure it out and join the life at any time, life will be equal, and in order to overthrow the chaos, if the Witch Clan is willing to help, the dark age will come, and the Witch Clan will gain the status of the Heavenly Dao Human Clan, and you will be the new God of Dao!"

The ancestor witches looked at each other.

It turns out to be fate!

They naturally knew about fate, and they had confronted fate before when they were in Heaven.

The dark instinct of the Void Soul Great Saint made them each suffer from being beaten by the thirteen lives. If Han Jue had not ended quickly, they would have been dead.

In this way, life is still their enemy!

Gonggong said in a deep voice: "Brother, don't believe him. What is he? Insult us and then throw it away? It's ridiculous!"

The other ancestor witches nodded, all filled with righteous indignation.

Di Jiang snorted: "Of course I won't believe him. Keep rushing to the Heavenly Way!"

The huge palm continued to move forward faster than before.

...

The underworld, the Hall of Yama.

Yang Tiandong supported his chin with one hand and yawned, bored.

A deafening roar came from outside the hall, shaking the Hall of Yama, but Yang Tiandong was not panicked at all.

Soon, several ghost soldiers were kicked in and hit the wall behind Yang Tiandong. Then, two terrifying figures rushed in.

"Hahaha, brother, this underworld is just like this, and I can't stop you and my brothers!"

"Brother Supreme, stop being too slow, hurry up and catch the Book of Life and Death!"

The visitor was Sutra Xia and Qin Ling.

Since obtaining ninety-nine Emperor Yuan Dans, Qin Ling's cultivation began to soar, which attracted considerable attention in the divine palace. Later, by chance, they met Xia Zhizun. The two did not fight and met each other. Although Qin Ling was not the opponent of Xia Zhizun, his stubbornness moved Xia Zhizun. Later, the two became sworn brothers of the opposite sex.

This time they trespassed into the underworld, they had already broken through the eighteen Halls of Yama and were still unable to find the Book of Life and Death, so they rushed to Yang Tiandong's palace.

Yang Tiandong is the Great Hell in the underworld, located above the Eighteen Kings of Hell. Only souls containing great cause and effect or extraordinary luck can enter another palace and be judged as reincarnation.

Xia Zhizun stared at Yang Tiandong unyieldingly and said with a smile: "Old man Yan Luo, hand over the life and death book quickly. Heaven is peaceful, and we don't want to start a massacre. The ghost soldiers along the way are just injured, but we don't have that much patience."

Old man?

Yang Tiandong laughed angry. He threw the life and death book at the feet of Xia Zhizun and said angrily: "What are you going to do? Hurry up, get out after you finish it!"

Xia Zhizun, Qin Ling was stunned.

This Yan Luo is so arrogant, but his actions are honest.

Xia Zhizun was about to scold him, but Qin Ling stopped him and said, "Hurry up, there are many powerful people hidden in the underworld, and things are not going to end if they are too big."

Upon hearing this, Xia Zhizun glared at Yang Tiandong hatefully, then opened the Life and Death Book and began to quickly review it.

Yang Tiandong supported his chin with both hands at the table, staring at Qin Ling with emotion.

Qin Ling came last time as if it was yesterday.

Time is so fast.

Qin Ling felt his gaze and felt very uncomfortable. He couldn't help asking, "Why are you staring at me like this?"

Yang Tiandong smiled and said, "It's nothing, I'm wondering when we will meet next time."

"Hmph, I won't come again, don't worry."

"That's not necessarily the case. Some things are destined, but fate."

"You mean I'll die?"

"Not to say, no to say."

Qin Ling frowned, and Yang Tiandong said that he was inexplicably panicked.

At this time, Xia Zhizun tear off a page on the Book of Life and Death, then threw the Book of Life and Death, and cursed: "Let's go quickly, this old King of Hell must be lonely. He wants you to come down to accompany him and ignore him. Ghosts and gods like him seem to be immortal and worry-free, but they have also lost the meaning of living."

He pulled Qin Ling away quickly.

Yang Tiandong's smile froze.

Why is this dog so hurtful?

Yang Tiandong began to calculate the identity of Xia Zhizun and secretly wrote it down.

"Boy, wait, sooner or later, you will fall into my hands. Don't think of reincarnation and training in the future. I will let you be a pig, a dog, and sink into the cycle of reincarnation."

Yang Tiandong cursed in his heart, feeling extremely depressed.

...

Inside the Taoist temple.

Han Jue opened his eyes and he was in seclusion for another ten thousand years. He wanted to continue practicing, but the Saint Master Xuandu informed him decades ago that the twelve ancestor witches arrived.

The leader of Tianjue Sect opened a temple in the dark forbidden area outside the Heavenly Dao, called Yingsheng Palace, not far from the Chaos Heavenly Road, and was specially used to receive powerful guests from Chaos.

The twelve ancestor witches have too strong cultivation and are resurrected in chaos. No one except Houtu, can enter the way of heaven. Houtu can only walk in the underworld, thirty-three layers of heaven, and cannot enter the fairy world, the heavens and all realms.

The witch clan has been waiting in Yingsheng Palace for decades, and is very impatient.

Just then.

Han Jue came to the gate of Yingsheng Palace and stepped into the hall.

The Witch Clan and the Master Tianjue Sect were meditating and practicing in the hall. At first, they did not feel Han Jue's breath until a great witch who had not practiced caught a glimpse of Han Jue.

"Here you come!"

The great witch said softly, which shocked the ancestor witches to open their eyes and look.
Chapter completed!