"What? Did I break through?"

Hou Tu, who had just woken up, suddenly reacted and his beautiful eyes widened: "Haha, it's true, I have really broken through to the late stage of Daluo Jinxian!"

You must know that the witch clan mainly cultivates the physical body. Even though the twelve ancestral witches possess the soul, this soul cannot practice magical powers. Therefore, the twelve ancestral witches practice the physical body just like ordinary people of the witch clan.

It has always been extremely difficult to break through the realm of the physical body. When Lin Long cultivated the physical body before, he also spent a lot of effort.

Moreover, Hou Tu’s original realm was only in the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian, but now he successfully reached the late stage of Daluo Jinxian in the blink of an eye with the help of Lin Long’s insights!

This is much more powerful than the effect of eating any number of genius treasures.

At this time, she finally understood the meaning of everything Lin Long had done to her before.

"witch……"

Just now he opened his mouth to thank Lin Long, but suddenly realized that Lin Long refused to reveal his identity as the witch god, which temporarily put Hou Tu in trouble.

Lin Long looked at his words and immediately understood what Hou Tu meant. He smiled calmly and said, "Okay, I have seen most of the places in the Wu Clan, but I have never been to the Pangu Hall. I wonder if you can let me go in and have a look?

"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fiery-tempered Zhu Rong immediately quit.

"No! Even though you are my little sister's friend, the Pangu Hall is the place where my Wu Clan belongs. How can we let outsiders in?!"

Di Jiang also nodded when he heard this, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, this is no small matter. Pangu Hall is the holy land of our Witch Clan, and outsiders are not allowed to set foot in it!"

Although the other ancestral witches did not speak a word, the meaning was obvious from the looks on their faces.

Only Hou Tu looked confused and said, "Brothers, this friend is not considered an outsider. I think he can be allowed into Pangu Hall..."

"Little sister, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"That's right, little sister, you can't let him set foot in the Holy Land of our Witch Clan just because he gives you some benefits!"

"If word of this gets out, our Witch Clan will have no rules to speak of in the eyes of other races!"

In the ancient times, no matter whether it was a large race or a small race, the holy land of the ethnic group was a very sacred place, and outsiders were never allowed to enter.

Therefore, the reactions of the ancestral witches are naturally within common sense.

But what surprised them was that Hou Tu, who had always obeyed his brothers, was very stubborn this time, and said with firm eyes: "Brothers, believe me once, this friend of mine really has this qualification!"

Lin Long wanted to hide his identity, but he just didn't want the ordinary people of the Wu clan to know. Besides, if he publicized his identity here, Hongjun and the sixth man might have inferred it based on what he knew.

Once inside the Pangu Palace, ordinary tribesmen cannot approach, so even if they reveal their identity to the other eleven ancestral witches, it doesn't matter.

Hou Tu also understood this, so he urged Lin Long to enter Pangu Hall so that he could explain the matter clearly to everyone.

Seeing that all the ancestral witches were silent because of his words, Hou Tu spoke again: "Brothers, I raised this matter. If anything goes wrong later, I will bear all the responsibility."

Hou Tu's attitude was resolute, and when he saw the twelve ancestral witches, he could no longer speak.

Because they know that they, their little sister, will not make mistakes without aim.

"Well, since the little sister has said everything, let him go in, but the ugly words are ahead. After entering the Pangu Hall, you must explain to us clearly who this person is and where he came from. What happened just now

What did you do to my little sister, and why can your cultivation improve so quickly?"

While speaking, Di Jiang stared at Lin Long, as if he was afraid that Lin Long had bad intentions.

Lin Long did not speak, but Hou Tu kept winking at the other ancestral witches.

And when she heard that Di Jiang was threatening Lin Long in this way, Hou Tu couldn't help but lament in her heart, brother, I can only help here. You insist on seeking death, and I can't stop you...

…

At the beginning, Hou Tu respected Lin Long because of her blood relationship, but now that she has improved her cultivation through Lin Long's enlightenment, she already regards Lin Long as the god of the witch clan from the bottom of her heart.

A single thought can elevate his cultivation level to a small level, and Hou Tu also vaguely feels that his potential has also reached a higher level.

Based on this alone, Lin Long can assume the identity of the Witch God!

Lin Long said that he wanted to go to Pangu Hall to have a look, Hou Tu nodded without hesitation, not only because Lin Long has the identity of the Witch God, but also because he wanted Lin Long to help his brothers to improve their potential and cultivation.

for.

But if Lin Long didn't nod his head, she would naturally not dare to say this.

Now that his brother has threatened him, there is probably nothing left to do.

I don’t know what the expressions of my brothers will be like when they learn the truth later.

After getting Di Jiang's permission, the other ancestral witches said nothing more, and Lin Long followed Hou Tu and walked directly into the Pangu Hall.

As soon as everyone entered, Di Jiang couldn't wait to ask.

"Fellow Taoist, who are you? Now that there are no outsiders, you should tell me."

Di Jiang was not a fool. He could see that Hou Tu kept winking just now because Lin Long's identity could not be exposed in front of ordinary people of the Wu clan.

Therefore, this also made Di Jiang think that there seemed to be something ulterior about Lin Long's identity.

Lin Long smiled when he heard this and did not directly answer Di Jiang's words. Instead, he turned to look at Hou Tu.

Hou Tu understood in his heart and said: "Brothers, please salute quickly!"

"What?"

Hou Tu's words stunned all the ancestral witches present.

What's going on?

Just when we were about to interrogate his identity, you suddenly told us to salute him?

Without further ado, Hou Tu walked up to Lin Long and knelt down without hesitation in front of the shocked gazes of the ancestral witches.

"Houtu, thank you so much for the guidance from the Witch God!"

"What!"

All the ancestral witches present suddenly widened their eyes.

"Little sister, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"How could he be the Witch God!"

"Yes, little sister, you shouldn't have been deceived, right?"

Houtu shook his head.

"Brothers, would I talk nonsense about this kind of thing?"

All the ancestral witches looked at me and I looked at you, unable to make up their minds for a moment.

Seeing everyone's hesitation, Hou Tu gritted his teeth.

"Lord Witch God, can you let us know your identity?"

Don't blame the Wu clan for being cautious, this matter is really of great importance.

Lin Long looked at the reactions of the ancestral witches and knew that these witches would not expose their identities.

What's more, Lin Long is very interested in the magical powers mastered by these ancestral witches.

After hearing Hou Tu's suggestion, Lin Long nodded.

The next moment, the aura of the Law of Power emerged from Lin Long's body.

In the main hall, all the ancestral wizards had no choice but to believe Hou Tu's statement.

"I'll wait to see you, Lord Witch God!"

"Okay, everyone, get up."

He asked everyone to get up, but none of the ancestral witches dared. Di Jiang looked at the position and said awkwardly: "Master witch god, you should take the main seat."

How proud Di Jiang was before, now he is so humble.

Lin Long was not polite, glanced at Di Jiang and sat down in his seat.

All the ancestral wizards in the hall did not dare to speak for a while.

There was excitement, worry, and some expectation in his eyes.

Needless to say, I was excited. The Wu clan had worshiped Lin Long for so long, and now they finally saw a living person. It was like chasing a star and finally meeting their idol.

And I was worried because I recalled that what I did just now was a bit too reckless.

He actually yelled at the Witch God!

The only hope left is because Houtu is here.

The Witch God can give Hou Tu a breakthrough to the late Daluo Jinxian stage with random guidance.

If I could give myself some pointers...
Chapter completed!