Chapter 95 The Ancestral Witch is promoted to Daluo

No one knows how big the Tao is, and the three thousand avenues are only false indications!

Thousands of years passed in an instant, and Pan Hao opened his eyes with a joyful expression.

If it is the other gods, even if they hold the source of the avenue, they cannot absorb and refine it, because the path they follow is too low-level.

It's not Pan Haochui. The purpose of guarding the avenue is extremely lofty, covering almost all avenues and laws. It is very similar to the supreme avenue of boundlessness, and can absorb other avenues as nutrients to improve itself.

Any avenue can be used with protection, for example, use 'force' to protect, use 'fire' to protect, and use 'fate' to protect.

Even destruction can be used to protect!

Only Hongjun's Avenue of Order, which is a branch of the Avenue of Destiny, can compare.

Rahu's Avenue of Destruction is also good, but it's still a little bit worse. After all, destruction is only destruction and does not include creation or vitality.

The absorption of the origin of the great road allowed Panhao to break through from the early stage of Daluo to the middle stage of Daluo. His state of mind was even higher by several levels. With perfect treatment, he could successfully advance to the middle stage of Daluo.

Not to mention, the origin of the avenue helped him directly develop a magical power, called: the magical power of the Great Destruction Law! It is a more superficial use to seal the laws in the bodies of the ancestral witches and others.

The specific situation will be discussed later!

What surprised Pangu the most was that although he had improved so much, there was still a lot of the origin of the avenue. Looking at the colorful balls floating in the Kaitian merits, Pan Hao saw the hope of advancing to the Hunyuan God.

In fact, he is also very pressed for time. After the three clans fight for hegemony and the battle between Tao and demons, he must try his best to enter the realm of Hunyuan. Only in this way can he be promoted to the Taoist Master of Hunyuan Daluo when Hongjun becomes a saint!

He Panhao will never be weaker than anyone else in his life!

"Oh, the blessing of heaven is the blessing of luck. This Hongjun is simply a foul!"

The next moment, what even Pan Hao didn't expect was that he actually saw a layer of phantom covering the twelve ancestral witches. Using the twelve directions as the skeleton, he actually looked like a big man sleeping on the ground.

Wouldn't that be a waste of natural resources and a great pity for myself?

At that time, after Panhao absorbed the Pangu Chalcedony, his Dao body was immeasurable, and he felt as if he had come to life, and his whole body was exuding vitality.

Afterwards, the corresponding directions of the twelve heavenly branches were found based on the Bagua array, and the twelve ancestral shamans were asked to sit cross-legged in sequence according to the directions.

"Pangu. Father God!"

During these ten thousand years of enlightenment, the Taoist rhyme in the main hall has indeed given him a lot of help. As for the many rooms in Pangu Hall, he will only open them and take a look when he takes full control of Pangu Hall.

"How? Can I advance to Da Luo?"

What a darling of heaven!

If Pangu Chalcedony is the source of Heart Blood, then Heart Blood is the source of Essence Blood, and its level must be higher.

The ancestral witches only felt a chill in their heads, and a mysterious and heavy breath flowed through the body at an extremely fast speed. Everywhere they passed was extremely refreshing!

Thousands of years later, when the twelve ancestral witches were connected and about to communicate with heaven and earth, Pan Hao waved his hand!

Pan Hao saw that the twelve ancestral wizards were in extremely good condition, and it seemed that they had adjusted their mentality back after ten thousand years.

The phantom seemed to have heard Pan Hao's cry. It raised its head and glanced at Pan Hao. Suddenly its star-like eyes curved into a crescent moon, inclusive and vast!

Afterwards, Xuying looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches who had advanced to Daluo, and then at Pan Hao, with a happy look on his face again.

Let Hongjun gain weight directly.

Before Di Jiang had a perfect dream, he was interrupted by Pan Hao.

Thinking of this, Pan Hao walked to the door as if he had just arrived.

Di Jiang just woke up:

This scene successfully made Di Jiang's ambition infinitely stronger, and even his simple and honest appearance could not hide it.

Panhao entertained himself for a while, then he counted with his fingers and realized that the ten thousand years period had come, so he got up and prepared to leave Pangu Palace.

Zhuo Jiuyin had a steady mind. This opportunity was very important, so he didn't dare to be distracted and concentrated on controlling the blood in his body.

Lingbao, Lingzhi, treasures and materials, Hongjun is richer than Panhao. Even in order for Hongjun to gather most of the prehistoric luck, Heaven not only tricked the ancestors of Yin and Yang to death, but also the three disciples of Zixiao Palace.

I got a lot of luck.

As the twelve ancestral witches shouted together, the shadow seemed to be frightened and disappeared, leaving only the powerful ancestral witches behind.

As time passed, the momentum of the twelve ancestral witches became stronger and stronger. The top of Zhoushan Mountain was filled with wind and clouds, and the momentum was overwhelming. It was like overwhelming mountains and seas, black clouds were about to fall, and Zhoushan's will actually paid attention to this place.

The twelve ancestral witches did not try to make any concessions, and the expressions on their faces seemed to be satisfied, as if they were nostalgic, as if they were happy.

Only Zhuo Jiuyin, who had a serious look on his face, was incompatible with Hou Tu, who had a frown on his face.

When Di Jiang and the others heard this, they couldn't help but feel happy. Without Panhao's guidance, they might have eaten it before being promoted to Daluo and used it as a treasure to improve their cultivation.

Twelve drops of heart blood instantly appeared on the heads of the respective ancestral witches, and when the ancestral witches met the heaven and earth, they suddenly disappeared.

Seeing that Di Jiang finally came to his senses, Pan Hao didn't waste any time and reached out to recall the twelve drops of his heart's blood.

Pangu Palace! When my Emperor Jiang was in decline, you ignored me, but when my Emperor Jiang came to dominate the world, you must abandon him. No, you are as precious as your heart!

boom--

Hou Tu, on the other hand, felt sorry for Pan Hao. Such a precious treasure was given to her right after they met. He also had a headache because the knot of cause and effect was so big!

"Speaking of which, for an old man like Hongjun, why is it so awkward to be called Heaven's Beloved?"

Brothers help each other and spend time together!

"Hoo! Daluo. Daluo!!"

The Emperor River is at the head, and the soil is at the end!

Pan Hao, who was very familiar with Pangu, naturally knew that this was not an accident. As Pangu's authentic sect, the ancestral witches also had their own heritage.

Of course, apart from the silly Di Jiang, I don’t know what I thought of, and my mouth was almost watering.

I don’t know if it’s just a coincidence, but from a distance, the outline of the twelve directions turns out to be a human figure.

"When you and others are connected and promoted to Daluo, I will spread my heart's blood on your heads and let the blood droplets naturally penetrate into the body. This method will achieve the greatest benefits!"

The door was opened in a friendly manner, and even a fan was opened, as if waving a hand.

As his face became more refined, it was similar to the image grammar in Pan Hao's memory.

Seeing that Zu Wu was ready, Pan Hao used his magic power to control the twelve drops of blood, positioned himself, and his tone became serious.

The twelve qi machines are connected together, and the sky and the earth suddenly become empty, as if metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, spring, summer, autumn, and winter are all under the control of gods, and it is very spiritual.

That's right, every witch will naturally control this law after arriving in Daluo. Because it is Pangu's authentic sect, they were given the right to control this law in the prehistoric times. They are really walking merit harvesters!

Not bad, the treatment is better than that of Sanqing!

Note: The protagonist has a bad feeling for ancestral witches!

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