Honghuang: I am Pangu’s eldest son!

Chapter 91: Zhou Shan Meets Ancestral Witch.

Pan Hao didn't know Luo Hu's depression, but he was also depressed now.

Originally, they all walked to the two mountains at the junction of east and west, but they went around and came back again.

According to the law of conservation of position, if his position has not changed, then for nearly ten thousand years, Pan Hao has done little except getting familiar with Da Luo's realm.

This made Pan Hao, who was born not long ago, a little distressed.

Oh, and invested in a little god, Pan Hao almost forgot.

Now that we have all returned to Mount Buzhou, let's go to the Pangu Palace to have a look. I don't know if the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who are famous in later generations, were conceived or not.

There is also the origin of the Three Thousand Ways in hand, and when the five qi recover, you can start to advance to the middle stage of Daluo!
At that time, he was a top expert in the true sense.

Thinking of this, Pan Hao was in no hurry to go back, and then he passed a jade slip to Wang Shu and the Iron Eater, and took out a pink airflow and punched it in. There was an explanation on it, so as to save both of them from worrying.

Afterwards, he paced around Zhoushan, went to the top of the mountain to find the Pangu Temple, and took a look at how the twelve brothers and sisters were doing. .

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Thousands of years later, the iron-eating beast, who was enjoying life comfortably, reached out to take a jade slip. He thought it was a letter from a mount to chat with him, but when he opened it, it turned out to be a message from Master Pan Hao!
"Wang Shu! Where are you, Wang Shu?"

The iron-eater got up on one wheel, swung its arms and ran into the yard.

They built this yard in their free time, and the lifespan of the gods is almost unlimited, so they can't keep practicing!

The iron-eating beast dug out Pan Hao's previous blueprints and built a courtyard.

"Here, what's the matter?" Wang Shu came out of the kitchen. Although she was wearing very gorgeous clothes and had a beautiful and charming face, she had an extremely virtuous demeanor, especially her rolled-up sleeves and wet eyes. Hands reveal tenderness.

It's not surprising that the iron-eating beasts have seen too much, "It's Master Pan Hao, he wrote a letter for both of us!"

"What did you say in the letter? Why haven't you come back?"

Wang Shu became interested, although several thousand years is not long, but it is not short, why Pan Hao has not come back yet.

Especially a few days ago, when they heard rumors that "God Luohu chased Venerable Taihao away!", the two were worried for a while.

But after a while, it turned into rumors that "the Venerable Taihao kicked the Great God Luohu away with one kick".

Wang Shu and Panda:? ? ?

Fortunately, they don't worry about it anymore, Pan Hao is definitely not in danger, maybe after being promoted to Da Luo, he will play in the prehistoric wilderness and live his life well.

But before the two of them had leisurely passed the millennium, today they received a letter from Pan Hao.

"Let me see!" The iron-eating beast pretended to input mana, and poked the soul into it.

Afterwards, a bit of spiritual light floated out of the jade slip and landed on the ground in the shape of Pan Hao.

Wang Shu:? ? ?
Iron Eater:! ! !

So advanced!
That phantom seemed to have no intelligence, and stared blankly at the iron-eating beast, making his scalp numb.

Finally, Xu Ying spoke.

"Panda, it takes thousands of years to cultivate!"

With a serious tone and a domineering manner, the iron-eating beast did not dare to lie, and quickly shook its head, "Reporting to the master, you have only practiced in the thousand years since you left."

Xu Ying froze for a moment, that is to say, he hardly practiced in the future?snort!Then, under the terrified expression of the iron-eating beast, the phantom pointed to the center of its eyebrows.

The iron-eating beast didn't dare to stop it, and when its fingers touched the center of its eyebrows, it lost its head and fell to the ground.

If you can see its primordial spirit, you will see that the iron-eating beast's primordial spirit is wrapped in a wisp of red air. This is the air of the world, which Pan Hao found to temper the iron-eating beast's Taoist heart.

"Don't worry, he's fine!" Pan Hao Xuying turned his head to look at Wang Shu again, "Thousands of years, how is it?"

Looking at the expressionless Pan Hao phantom, Wang Shu nodded a little guilty, because when the iron-eating beast wanted to practice, she was the one who had to let the iron-eating beast play with her.

But the phantom obviously didn't know.

"Then I don't worry, I still have some things to deal with in Zhoushan, and I will return soon!"

Wang Shu nodded again, wanting to ask something, but seeing Xu Ying's serious expression, he hesitated.

He didn't say a word until the phantom disappeared.

"Wang Shu, Wang Shu, you idiot!"

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Zhou Shan, a flash of spiritual light flashed across Pan Hao's eyebrows.

"This iron-eating beast is really dishonest. It's still hopeful." Pan Hao Yuanshen browsed the screen, with a smile on his lips unconsciously, "It's so big that it's still playing around."

Shaking his head, Pan Hao continued to climb up with his head down, but his desire to improve his strength became more urgent.

On the top of Zhoushan Mountain, there are twelve tall gods, surrounded in front of a large hall.

"Brother, how long are we going to stay here!"

With flames burning above Zhu Rong's head, he yelled at Di Jiang dissatisfied.

As soon as these words came out, the rest of Qiangliang, Gonggong, and Tianhao suddenly became interested, and they started to talk about each other.

"There's nothing on the mountain this week, what's the point of staying?"

"That's it!"

"There are twelve of us, top players, why should we stay in this place, the prehistoric is so exciting, why don't we go and see it?"

"Me too!"

"You guys! Where is the Pangu Palace, we will be there. The Pangu Palace is on the top of Zhoushan Mountain, so we will stay by the side of the Pangu Palace!"

Dijiang is also very strong!

"Ugh!"

Hou Tu watched his brothers arguing, shook his head helplessly, walked to the gate of the main hall, and silently absorbed the turbid air of the earth to exercise his body.

The original spirit of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was extremely weak, and under the resentment and resentment of the demon god, they were stunted.

Later, after discussing with Zhuo Jiuyin, it was Di Jiang who decided to integrate the primordial spirit into the physical body and take the extreme path of physical body enlightenment.

Although this road is difficult, for the ancestral witches who have Pan Gu's blood, they have the confidence to go through it!
But Hou Tu's doubts are also in this place. No matter how she absorbs the turbid air of the earth, there is always a small strand of primordial spirit in her true spirit, which cannot be integrated into the physical body.

Although it doesn't affect the cultivation, it's really uncomfortable with just that little primordial spirit standing there.

This question has puzzled Houtu for a long time, and I don't know whether I should talk to my brothers.

At this moment, Houtu suddenly felt something, turned his head to the right, and saw a deity in purple standing on the edge of Zhoushan, smiling at their ancestor witches.

The day after tomorrow, she hurriedly got up, but she looked left and right, seeing that her brothers and sisters were still arguing, she ignored them and shouted, "Excuse me, what's the matter with you coming to the top of Zhoushan?"

The voice overwhelmed the quarrel, and the displeased ancestor witches looked at Pan Hao, who looked extremely dignified.

"who are you?"

"How did you come up to Zhoushan?"

"It looks pretty strong, why don't you fight first?"

The chattering voice successfully made the smile disappear from the corner of Pan Hao's mouth. It was interesting for him to see a few ancestral witches arguing, but now it seems that he really needs a fight and needs to be cleaned up.

"I am Panhao, Pangu's direct relative, you little Ancestral Witch, come and see me."

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