Pangu Palace.

In the hall, Hou Tu looked at a large array carved on the ground. The large array was extremely dim at this moment:

"I tried all the methods I could think of in this big array, but I failed in the end."

Hou Tu turned around and looked at Di Jiang and other eleven ancestor witches, and said:

"However, I haven't tried it, because it's something I can't do alone!"

Hearing this, Di Jiang asked quickly:

"Little sister, please stop keeping it aside. Just tell me what you do. Do you need our help? We will do our best to cooperate with you!"

"That's right, my brother is right. If you have any needs, just say it!"

Other ancestor witches are also there.

"Yes, it really requires your cooperation."

Houtu walked to the side of the formation and said seriously:

"This method requires our twelve ancestor witches to stand around the array and then operate the power of the origin together!"

"It's that simple?!" Zhu Rong frowned and said.

Upon hearing this, Houtu smiled and said:

"This is not simple. This is a large formation that requires the joint efforts of our twelve ancestor witches, and it is indispensable!"

Zhu Rong scratched his head and said a little silly:

"It seems that it's not easy to hear you say that."

"good!"

Di Jiang nodded and said excitedly:

"Although the method of starting the formation is a bit harsh, the formation launched by our twelve ancestor witches may really be able to counter the saints!"

Then, at the urging of Di Jiang, the twelve ancestor witches stood up according to Houtu's guidance.

Then they all activate their respective original powers.

The twelve ancestor witches each mastered the power of the origin of the great way.

Dijiang, the ancestor of space speed, masters the power of the origin of space.

Jumang, the ancestor witch of Eastern Wood, masters the power of the origin of wood attributes.

Zhurong, the ancestor witch of southern fire, masters the power of the original fire attribute.

Rushou, the ancestor of Western gold, masters the power of the origin of metal.

Gonggong, the ancestor of northern water, masters the power of the origin of water attributes.

Xuanming, the ancestor of ice witch, masters the mutated ice attribute power.

Houtu, the ancestor witch of the central land, masters the power of the original nature of the earth.

Strong and good-natured, the ancestor witch of thunder, masters the power of the origin of thunder attributes.

Zhu Jiuyin, the ancestor of time, masters the power of the origin of time.

Tianwu, the ancestor witch of Feng, masters the power of the origin of Feng.

Xizi, the ancestor of the electric power, masters the power of the original source of the electric power.

Shebizi, the ancestor witch of poison, masters the power of the origin of poison.

At this moment, the twelve original powers gathered together and gathered in the middle of the formation.

Suddenly, a bright light burst out, extremely dazzling.

Then, a figure standing tall appeared.

It seems like a supreme god and demon who walked out of chaos.

A stream of overwhelming pressure quickly swept across the entire prehistoric land.

Countless creatures showed horror, and under Daluo, they all knelt on their feet to worship.

In the formation, the twelve ancestor witches widened their eyes, showing a fanatical and excited expression on their faces:

"God of Father! This is the breath of God of Father!"

"Yes, it's not wrong. This is the breath of God the Father!"

"So God the Father has left us with such a powerful formation!"

They never thought that after the twelve original powers gathered together, they could change Pangu’s true body!

Even Houtu, the smartest among the twelve ancestor witches, never expected this!

At this time, the true body of Pangu, standing in the sky, suddenly opened his mouth.

A word was sent out:

"witch!"

The vast sound of heaven.

Sweeping the entire prehistoric world.

Above the sky, there is an extremely huge word "witch".

The children of the witch clan scattered throughout the prehistoric world looked up and looked towards the Pangu Palace.

His face showed a look of fanaticism.

“Brothers, it is the voice of God the Father, who is calling us back!”

“…”

All the witch people, whether they are tribes or scattered in the prehistoric world.

At this time, they all rushed towards the direction of Pangu Palace.

At the same time, the vast land suddenly boiled.

Whether it is mountain streams, forests, or even slurry or sea of ​​fire, it seems to be attracted by the word "witch" above the sky.

Countless drops of tiny blood floated out of it, and then gathered together and rushed towards the sky.

Demon Court.

In the hall, Taiyi, Di Jun and the Ten Demon Saints were present.

They also felt what happened in the prehistoric world, so they gathered together.

"What the hell are the Witch Clan doing?!"

Di Jun's face was extremely solemn, and he looked at the location of Pangu Palace. Above it, there was an extremely huge word "Witch".

"this……"

Even in the demon court, drops of Pangu's essence and blood quickly broke through the barrier set up by the demon court and gathered towards the word "witch".

Di Jun frowned and grabbed a drop of his essence and blood into his hand, with a look of confusion:

"What exactly do the witch clan wants to do to gather these essences and blood?"

"Demon King, no matter what the purpose of the witch clan has, such a big movement will probably bring together all the witch clans in the prehistoric world!"

"At that time, the strength of the witch clan will probably exceed our imagination!"

Bai Ze looked at Pangu's essence and blood floating around the demon court and said with a worried look on his face.

Although the twelve ancestor witches had also summoned the children of the witch clan scattered everywhere.

However, after all, it was issued in the name of the ancestor witch, and the prehistoric world was so big that it could not gather all the people in the witch clan together.

Now, the twelve ancestor witches summoned Pangu's true body, which affected the entire prehistoric world.

Under this influence, there will definitely be missed children of the witch clan to join the witch clan, and this number will definitely be quite large!

"No matter what the witch tribe is doing, we must be fully prepared. Perhaps, a big war will come soon!"

Di Jun felt the suffocating aura emitted from the Pangu Palace and said in a deep voice:

"Send the order, in the demon court, all the demon clans with cultivation above the Golden Immortals will go to all parts of the prehistoric world immediately. Anyone from the witch clan will be killed without mercy!"

Kunlun Mountain.

Ling Tian, ​​who was refining magic weapons, felt a huge pressure coming.

With Ling Tian Jinxian's cultivation level, he used all his skills to barely block it.

Ling Tian frowned and took out Zhutian Qingyun and the Five Elements Flag of Innate, and then he felt a lot.

Ling Tian looked up at the sky, and a huge word "witch" stood in the air with his eyebrows raised:

"Witch? Could it be that Di Jiang and the others created it?"

"This pressure is almost as strong as the pressure emitted by Senior Sister Nuwa when she became a saint."

Ling Tian looked at the direction of the witch clan with confusion:

"When did the Witch Clan have such a powerful person? This is unreasonable!"

Suddenly, Ling Tian thought of something and widened his eyes:

"Can it be that Di Jiang and the others have mastered the twelve Dutian God Evil Formation?"

"That demon clan..."

"It should be soon, right?"
Chapter completed!