"Sister, what do you think of Daochen?"

In the chaotic void near Mount Buzhou, Fuxi looked at Nuwa next to him with a serious look on his face.

"Brother, what do you mean?"

Nuwa was confused when Fuxi asked questions without any reason.

Since my brother saw Daochen, he seemed to have become a different person. He kept talking about Daochen, and didn't know what medicine was sold in the gourd.

"The witch clan is powerful, but my demon clan is a mess. If this continues, it may be impossible to escape the end of becoming a bloody food!"

Fuxi sighed lowly and said slowly.

"So, do you want Dao Chen to take over my demon clan?"

Nuwa frowned slightly when she heard this.

Although she only met Dao Chen for several times, based on her understanding of Dao Chen.

This is probably not easy.

"Yes, with Daochen's qualifications, they are enough to dominate my demon clan." Fuxi shook his head when he heard this, and then said, "But Daochen is probably not here, so this is a bit difficult to deal with."

"Brother, since you know that Dao Chen's heart is not here, why bother to find troubles on your own?"

Nuwa shook her head and said.

How could a person who can reject the name of a saint who personally teaches his disciples, care about the title of the lord of a mere demon clan?

"But if my demon clan has no Daochen, I'm afraid I can't escape the hand of the witch clan!"

Fuxi frowned and sighed quietly.

The witch clan is powerful, the twelve ancestor witches are arrogant, but the demon clans fight on their own. How can the consequences be simple if this continues?

"well."

After a long time, Fuxi sighed again and said.

"Brother, little sister, how did the old Hongjun preach at this time? Did you gain anything?"

As soon as the Pangu Palace, Dijiang and Houtu returned, a big man with a beard came towards him.

This person is Jumang, the second ancestor witch who is now in charge of the witch clan.

"It's all a lot of bullshit, and it makes people want to sleep."

Di Jiang sat on the cushion of Pangu Hall with his butt, stretched his waist and said lazily.

"If you want to talk about harvest, it's not without it. That dust is an unexpected joy."

Houtu pondered for a moment and said Youyou.

"It's a pity that Daochen is a member of the demon clan and is destined to be unable to get along with my witch clan."

Houtu continued.

"Since you are a member of the demon clan, you can kill it as soon as possible, so what's there to worry about?"

Ju Mang said with disdain.

In recent years, there are actually eight hundred great monsters in his hands, even if there are no one thousand or eight hundred.

He naturally looked down on the people of the demon clan.

"Just you?" Di Jiang raised his eyebrows and looked at Jumang with disdain, "That dust enters Daluo, the flowers bloom tenth grade. If you have the ability, you can also get the flowers bloom tenth grade?"

"Brother, who do you look down on? What's wrong with the Tenth-grade Flower Bloom? Can he break the body of my ancestor witch?"

Jumang looked dissatisfied.

"I don't know whether we can break through the body of our ancestor witch, but if you really want to challenge Daochen, you can find the three pure practices first."

Di Jiang said with a smirk.

He has always kept the fact that the Sanqing is known as Pangu’s authenticity.

"Okay, brother, wait. After I fight Sanqing, I will go to find that Daochen. I want to see if he is powerful, or my ancestor witch's body is powerful!"

After saying this, Ju Mang's body soared into the sky, and the direction he was heading was Kunlun Mountain.

"Brother, I'm afraid my second brother will suffer here."

Houtu watched Jumang leave and shook his head.

"It's okay, it's okay, I can't beat you up if you can't beat me."

Di Jiang shook his head indifferently.

It is obvious that Ju Mang can't beat the Three Qings, but it is impossible for San Qings to kill Ju Mang.

After all, their ancestral witch body is not a joke.

At most, it is skin and flesh damage, so just cultivate it.

However, after Sanqing beat Jumang, Dijiang would have reason to gather their twelve ancestor witches to find trouble for Sanqing.

Who made them dare to claim that Pangu is authentic? This is clearly a slap in the face of their twelve ancestor witches?

Your Three Pure Land is the authentic Pangu Sect, so why wouldn’t my Twelve Ancestral Witches become Pangu Wicked Sect???

Kunlun Mountain.

Sanqing and others who had just returned to the temple sneeze for no reason.

"How strange, who is talking about me?"

I rubbed my nose and said in confusion.

When you reach their level of cultivation, your inspiration will be amazing. If someone talks about them, they will also be able to respond.

...

"Can fellow Taoist stay and go to my Taiyin Star to talk?"

Thirty-three days later, two pleasant sounds sounded in the endless chaos.

Two figures of Chang Xi and Xihe appeared in front of Dao Chen.

"What's the matter with fairy?"

Looking at the two goddesses of Taiyin who suddenly appeared, Dao Chen was also a little confused.

"this...."

Looking at Dao Chen who suddenly stopped, Chang Xi spoke to his mouth but didn't know how to speak.

"Sister, let me tell you. I'm waiting for the two sisters to come here because I want to ask Brother Dao for help if I have something."

Xihe, who has a relatively lively personality, said with a smile.

"What's the matter?"

Daochen raised his eyebrows and looked at the two girls in confusion.

He, Chang Xi and Xihe only met one time, but if we talked about friendship, there was really no one.

But why did these two people suddenly look for themselves?

"Do you know the laurel tree?"

Xihe Dao.

"Of course I know that the laurel tree is one of the ten innate spiritual roots. But if there is a problem with the laurel tree, I'm afraid I can't help it."

Daochen said nothing wrong with this...

Laurel is the most yin thing, and it is the most yang body, and its natural attributes are incompatible.

If you take action, it will only make things worse!

"Brother Dao is worried too much. It's not because of the laurel tree, but because there is a demonic energy in the cave on the moon star. My sisters have gone to investigate, but they can't go deeper into it, so I want to ask fellow Taoists to help me wait for a few."

At this moment, Chang Xi, who had never spoken, spoke.

Dao Chen's strength was already seen in Zixiao Palace.

Now in the prehistoric world, besides Hongjun and the few old monsters who survived the Kaitian Calamity, only Daochen can solve this problem with this strength.

"Of course, we did not let Brother Dao take action in vain. This is a gift prepared by my sisters. Please don't dislike me."

Chang Xi seemed to be afraid of Daochen's rejection, so he stretched out his hand and a delicate jade bottle appeared in her hand.

As soon as it appeared, a flower fragrance of the heart came from the surface, and the essence of divine essence was rich enough to overflow from the mouth of the bottle and filled everyone's mouths and noses.

"Moonflower Divine Water?"

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi exclaimed in surprise.

The Laurel Divine Water is carefully brewed by Chang Xi and Xihe collecting the essence of Taiyin and Stars and Moons, blending the flower seeds of the laurel tree, and carefully brewing them.

Although it is an acquired thing, its magical effect is not inferior to that of the Three Lights Divine Water.

However, after Chang Xi and Xihe fell in the lich's calamity, this thing disappeared, so it was not as well known as the Three Lights Divine Water in later generations.

"Brother...?"

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi looked at Chang Xi and Xihe taking out the Moonflower Divine Water, and they were also a little moved.

After all, such a holy object is rare in the world. If you miss it, wouldn’t it be a pity?

"Demonic energy, is it Luohu?"
Chapter completed!