The sudden arrival of the great witch made all the ancestral witches look strange.

"Bai Ze went to Buzhou Mountain?"

What is there in Buzhou Mountain?

Sanqing.

Nuwa Fuxi.

"What does this good-for-nothing Bai Ze want to do? Leave Sun Star and go to Buzhou Mountain. What is his intention?" Qiang Liang waved his hand and signaled the great witch who reported the news to retreat.

"Don't you understand? It's probably because Sanwu rejected him, and this loser decided to target Sanqing again."

"Three Crows and Three Pure Ones, what a strange couple!" You Zuwu said with a smile, very disdainful.

"Is there a possibility that Bai Ze will unite the powerful powers such as Sanwu and Sanqing to fight against our Wu Clan?"

Ju Mang said with a look of deep contemplation.

As soon as this sentence came out, it was refuted by most ancestral witches.

"It's impossible. These powerful men are not fools. How could they listen to Bai Ze?" Zhu Rong said nonchalantly.

"Yes, looking at the entire prehistoric period, there is no one who is short-sighted and dares to go against our Wu clan!" Gonggong echoed, unscrupulously.

The ancestral witches had a heated discussion and each expressed his or her own opinion.

After a while, Di Jiang saw that the discussion was almost over, so he slowly spoke.

"No matter what the outcome is, I believe that this momentum cannot be allowed to develop. We must let all the great powers in the ancient world know that there will be no good end for opposing our ancestral witches."

Di Jiang's voice fell.

All the ancestral witches stopped talking and all looked at him.

"Brother, what do you mean...to attack Sanqing or Sanwu, so that all powerful people will know that anyone who comes into contact with all races at will will bear the wrath of our ancestral witches?"

Zhu Rong's eyes lit up and he understood what Di Jiang meant.

"I think it's good. We need to combat the arrogance of these powerful people and let them know that if they dare to help this group of losers like Bai Ze, they are going against my Wu Clan."

Qiang Liang shouted loudly, he was extremely domineering, and he was the type that if you look at me, I will fuck you.

Most of the ancestral witches think this is normal. They have always been like this and are used to being domineering.

"That's it, who should be operated on, Sanwu or Sanqing?" Ancestor Wu couldn't wait to ask, eager to try, and the violent factor in his body was ready to move.

"Of course it's Sanqing. Bai Ze went to Sanqing, obviously because Sanwu rejected him. This shows that Sanwu is self-aware and doesn't dare to go against our Wu clan. In this case, there is no need to attack them.

"

Xuan Ming said with a smile, his eyes bright.

"Yes, in my opinion, more importantly, Sanwu is not as big a threat as Sanqing, so this time we will use Sanqing."

Zhu Jiuyin said calmly.

The ancestors couldn't help but nod, thinking that what Zhu Jiuyin said was very reasonable. They had never seen the so-called Sanwu, and most likely they had just blown it.

Sanqing is different. Since these Yuanhui days, they have dealt with each other more than once, so they naturally know that Sanqing cannot be underestimated.

As a result, all the ancestral witches, except Di Jiang, agreed to take action against Sanqing.

Seeing that the ancestral witches were almost finished discussing, Di Jiang said:

"It is right to perform surgery on Sanqing, but there is another important reason."

"For a long time, the Sanqing people have been deceiving themselves in the name of Pangu Zongzong, but they have never worshiped God the Father. Their intentions are to be punished."

"This time, we will severely suppress the Sanqing. It is best to kill them if possible."

"This is not only related to the name of Pangu Zhengzong, but also related to the fate of the Wu clan."

Di Jiang said with a solemn expression, showing great determination.

As soon as these words came out, all the ancestral witches were stunned for a moment, and Hou Tu even objected:

"Brother, the Sanqings are the soul of Father God. It wouldn't be good to kill them, right?"

"That's why we have to do this all the more. Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian are the souls of God the Father, and we, the ancestral witches, represent the physical body of God the Father. Killing them may make up for our innate shortcomings."

Di Jiang said this, his eyes flashing with astonishing light.

After the words fell, all the ancestral witches had strange expressions on their faces, feeling that what Di Jiang said made sense.

"I agree with what my elder brother said. Even if we can't kill Sanqing, we still have to deprive Pangu of his title of authentic sect."

Zhu Jiuyin said coldly, ruthlessly and decisively.

The prehistoric world was originally transformed by God the Father. Pangu Zhengzong is not only a simple name, but also represents the legacy and destiny left by Pangu.

If he could deprive Sanqing of his luck, he might be able to make incredible changes in the Wu Clan.

"Just do this, we are going to expand anyway, and by the way, we will seize Sanqing's territory."

Xuan Ming said with a smile, but his eyes showed coldness.

The ancestral witches nodded in agreement.

"Just do it and let's go!"

…

Buzhou Mountain mountainside.

East Kunlun, Sanqing Hall.

Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi, and Tongtian are the three talents standing together, exuding a mysterious atmosphere. If you taste it carefully, it actually has some Pangu meaning.

I, who has a white beard and white eyebrows, holds a pole in his hand, and the flames jump and shine.

The majestic and dignified Yuanshi holds the three precious jade Ruyi, with apricot yellow lingering in his hand.

The resolute and arrogant Tongtian holds a Qingping sword, which makes a sound.

The shoulder pole, Yu Ruyi, and Qingping sword were transformed into the chaotic green lotus.

This was the opportunity they encountered when they traveled to Buzhou Mountain. Apart from the gourd, this was the only magic weapon they could get.

After a while, Sanqing slowly opened his eyes, and a joyful look flashed through him.

After this period of hard training, their cultivation has improved again, especially Lao Tzu, as the eldest brother among the Three Pure Ones, his cultivation has almost reached the perfection of Daluo Jinxian.

When Taoist Ancestor gives his next sermon, the Daluo Jinxian's way can be expected to be complete.

"In today's prehistoric world, I'm afraid there is no one with a higher cultivation level than our three brothers."

Tongtian said, the joy in his heart hard to conceal.

"Yes, what's funny is that there are rumors in the world that the three golden crows of Sun Star are as famous as us. Putting the three crows and the three clears together is a big joke."

Yuanshi said coldly, arrogantly, their Sanqing clan was the Pangu sect, when did they end up being compared to flat-haired livestock?

"Second brother, third brother, don't be arrogant and arrogant. Our brothers' goal is not here, we should look to higher places!"

I said calmly. He had not forgotten that there was a Taoist ancestor above his head.

That's their goal.

As for the so-called Sanwu, he didn't take it seriously at all.

One day, those three Golden Crows will not even be qualified to look up to them.

"Brother is right." Yuanshi and Tongtian nodded, agreeing with what I said.

"Now that the witch clan is fighting for hegemony and the world is in chaos, we need to speed up our cultivation in order to cope with the unknown changes." I said calmly.

"The prehistoric land has been filled with mist and mist caused by this group of shamans. They are miserable creatures who don't know the destiny. However, they don't know that the world has changed. If they don't know the destiny, they will be destroyed sooner or later."

Yuan Shi said with a smile, his spiritual mind surveying the earth, and suddenly, his expression was startled.
Chapter completed!