Heavenly Martial Arts - 862. Chapter 852

In the Pangu Temple, just as Dijiang vented his anger, a gentle voice sounded outside.

“Brother Dijiang Dao, Yuanzi from the poor town, come here to pay a visit today.”

This voice made Di Jiang frowned, and said in doubt: “Zhen Yuanzi, this person has always had nothing to do with my witch clan, why would he be here today?”

Zhu Jiu**: “It’s okay anyway. It’s nice to see him.” He thought to himself that Di Jiang was in anger at the moment. Instead of letting him vent like this and make any irrational behavior, it would be better to use other things to contain him. Attention, let him get rid of his anger.

Di Jiang nodded and ordered: “Open the palace door and let him in!”

After a while, Zhen Yuanzi, who was dressed in an immortal style, walked slowly and saluted Dijiang: “Zhen Yuanzi has seen it.”

Dijiang sat on the throne of Pangu Temple, squinting at him: “What’s the matter with you coming to my Wu Clan?”

Zhen Yuanzi smiled faintly: “Without him, he came to resolve the scourge of the Witch tribe’s extermination.”

As soon as this statement came out, the eleven ancestor witches present changed their expressions at the same time, glaring at him, and Di Jiang stood up and stared at him with murderous eyes.

Zhen Yuanzi remained calm, shaking the dust on his hands lightly, calm and calm.

Dijiang said coldly: “The deity gives you the opportunity to tell me what the genocide of the Wu clan is. If you say that you are satisfied with the deity, you are the guest of my clan. If you can’t satisfy the deity, you should not think about it today. Leaving this ancient temple.”

“Haha!” Zhen Yuanzi smiled lightly and looked at Dijiang calmly, “What is the calamity of the Witch Clan? Do you still not know about the genocide of the Witch Clan?”

“Oh, you mean Yaozu?” Di Jiang pointed to the sky, frowning.

Zhen Yuanzi said: “Yes, it is the demon clan. Nowadays, the prehistoric situation has long been clear. It is the demon palm sky and the Umno land. The two powers stand side by side, and there is no room for change between each other.”

“What’s the matter? Is the deity still afraid of Dijun’s little bird!” Dijiang roared, with murderous intent in his eyes, “If this is what you want to say, then the deity will send you on the road.”

Zhen Yuanzi flicked the dust and said lightly: “Brother Dao, why bother, listen to the poor Dao and finish.”

Di Jiang disdainfully said: “See what you can say one, two, three, cherish the last time of your life.”

Zhen Yuanzi said: “Originally, with the strength of the witch clan, there is no need to be afraid of the witch clan, but after the witching reincarnation of the ancestor of the earth, this pattern has taken a major turning point. Can the clan still lay down a large formation of the gods of the gods?”

He looked up at Dijiang.

The latter said calmly: “How do you know that my clan can’t do it?” No one could tell from his expression that he was saying nothing.

However, Zhen Yuanzi laughed and said indifferently: “Brother Dao, why do you hide it now? Without Hou Tu, your Wu Clan’s Daotian Divine Formation cannot be deployed at all. This is very certain. And it won’t take long before the monster race will take this opportunity to launch a thunderous offensive and eradicate the witch race in one fell swoop. How can this not be a bane of extermination?”

“Presumptuous, who gave you the courage to make you confuse the people here?” Di Jiang was furious, and the strong evil spirit on his body condensed, covering Zhen Yuanzi, and the other ten great ancestral witches also surrounded him with cold expressions. After only an order, Zhen Yuanzi was torn to pieces.

Zhen Yuanzi was not afraid to laugh and said, “Hahahaha, if you want to watch the Wu Clan fall and you die, then you kill the poor Tao, I will never fight back!”

Seeing this, the ten great ancestral witches showed hesitation and looked at Dijiang. The latter’s eyes were cloudy and sunny, and finally sighed and said: “You shouldn’t come here just to laugh at the deity, right?”

Zhen Yuanzi said calmly: “Pan Dao has already said that it is here to relieve the Witch tribe’s genocide!”

Di Jiang frowned, he hesitated: “Do you have a way to help my clan solve the crisis?”

Zhen Yuanzi said: “Yes, there is a way for the poor Dao to shape an ancestral witch and let him take the place of Houtu.”

“Oh, but you have never had anything to do with my clan, why did you come to help me?” Di Jiang questioned.

Zhen Yuanzi’s face showed a look of sadness: “Because my friend Hongyun was killed by Dijun and Tai not long ago, I can’t help but report this hatred, but with my strength, it is not enough to fight against the monsters, so I I can only come to see Brother Dao. The so-called enemy of the enemy is a friend. The Wu Clan and the Monster Clan are dead and alive enemies. Peng Dao believes that Brother Dao will be able to avenge my blood.”

Di Jiang nodded: “The deity has also heard about the fellow Daoist Hongyun. Dijun and the others have done too much. Don’t worry, my witch clan will preside fairness for fellow Daoists.” He said, he said to ten. The great ancestor witch made a face, and suddenly someone sent a seat.

Dijiang said: “Friends, please sit down, let’s talk in detail.”

Pointing to the seat, Zhen Yuanzi shook his head, took out a jade slip, and handed it up: “No, this is the way to make up for the great formation of the gods of the gods, and the poor road will leave first.” He got up and left the Pangu Temple. There is no hesitation.

Looking at his leaving back, Di Jiang pondered for a moment, and looked at the Ten Great Ancestral Witches on the side: “You said, is he trustworthy?”

“Not worth it!” Shrouded in a black robe, the extremely mysterious Zhu Jiuyin among the Ancestral Witch said coldly.

Di Jiang laughed and said: “The deity also thinks so, but now there is no other way, just trust him once.”

Zhu Jiuyin leaned slightly and asked, “I wonder what method he provided?”

Dijiang smiled softly: “You go choose a top-notch great witch to come here, preferably one with the same attributes as Hou Tu. The deity wants to shape the thirteenth ancestral witch of our clan!”

“Yes!” Zhu Jiuyin walked out of Pangu Hall.

…

“Dijiang, I know you won’t believe in poor Tao, but you will definitely do what the poor Tao gave you.”

On an empty mountain peak, Zhen Yuanzi was surrounded by a horrible light, covering a hundred miles, isolated from the heavens, raised his head and muttered to himself, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

He said with a certain tone: “Because Pang Dao knows you too well, and you don’t know who Pang Dao is. With your personality, after carefully studying the things Pang Dao provides and confirming that there is no problem, you will definitely Experiment a bit, and then you will succeed, because there is no problem with this thing itself, it’s just…a little flawed!”

He paused, stretched out one hand and held it to the sky, with a sneer on his face, looking at the sky with a sharp and dark gaze, and muttered: “The god of the sky, the real body of Pangu, this will become Poverty’s greatest tool to destroy this prehistoric world, what is your Dijiang, hahahaha!”

Amidst the laughter, his figure gradually disappeared, and the space rippled.