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Chapter 20 Pangu Temple, Dijiang’s warning!

"Haha, Lao Si, you don't need to be so nervous. We are brothers. Don't worry, I won't easily steal your treasure!"

"I'm just a little curious."

Looking at Zhu Rong's alert expression, the second brother Zhu Jiuyin couldn't help but laugh.

But the strange light flashing in the depths of his eyes became more and more intense.

"Fourth brother, Second brother has spoken personally."

"You have to take the initiative. No matter what, you must get this Witch King Wine to us as soon as possible."

"If you eat alone, your other brothers and sisters will be very unhappy!"

Another ancestor witch spoke up and echoed.

Looking at the empty wine jar in the center of the hall, the witch ancestors smacked their lips, feeling unsatisfied.

This peerless spiritual wine called Witch King Wine is so delicious and unique!
Especially the strong spiciness and impact after drinking heavily, which is very consistent with the rough and unruly style of the ancient witches.

It’s a pity that the quantity is too small!

It was quite unpleasant to drink!
Buzhou Fairy Mountain and Pangu Temple.

The great witch ancestors drank fine wine and talked about Huang Tian.

Not only Zhu Jiuyin, but other ancestor witches also wanted to meet him.

This legendary winemaker.

I'm afraid everyone has their own little calculations in their hearts.

Only the Water Ancestral Witch was sulking alone.

A pair of huge eyes like copper bells, full of red, stared fiercely at the reckless man Zhurong opposite!
Previously, when he drank the immortal wine, he was "targeted" by the other party!
"Don't worry, brothers. I'll take care of this matter."

"I will definitely not let you down."

Feeling the fiery gazes around him, Zhu Rong patted his chest loudly and made the promise quickly.

If he didn't speak nicely today, it would be difficult for him to get out.

"Humph, Zhu Rong, you are just lucky, why are you showing off!"

"This kind of spiritual wine, falling into the hands of a wretch like you, is really a waste of precious gems!"

Seeing this scene, Gonggong on the side snorted with disdain.

After holding it in for so long, he finally found something to say to that bastard Zhu Rong.

The more arrogant the other party was, the angrier Gonggong became.

We are all brothers, so why do the other ancient witches drink so many bowls of wine?

Only Gonggong drank only one bowl!
He couldn't even taste the delicious wine, and could only stare blankly, drooling as he watched his brothers drink!
"Gong Gong, you reckless man, I think you are itching for trouble."

"He drank the best wine from my tribe, and he's still making sarcastic remarks."

"If you don't agree, go build one yourself. If you don't have the ability, just stay aside!"

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Rong glared and shouted loudly.

Zhu Rong will not be polite at all to this bastard who has been secretly sabotaging him.

Especially after drinking a lot of good wine, he felt his hands itching and just wanted to find someone to practice with so that he could stretch his muscles.

Boom!

As soon as Zhu Rong finished speaking, Gong Gong beside him exploded!
He stood up suddenly, staring at me with a pair of red eyes.

The murderous aura of the Ancestral Witch was shaking all over his body, and even the huge stone table in front of him was completely shattered into pieces.

"Zhu Rong, you reckless man, come here, I will teach you a lesson today!"

Buzz! On the other side, Zhu Rong was not to be outdone, and the ancestor witch's body burst out with a strong aura. For a moment, the entire Pangu Temple shook violently again.

"Old Four, Old Five, you two bastards, what are you doing? Sit down!"

Seeing that Zhurong and Gonggong were about to fight in the hall because of a disagreement, Dijiang was very troubled.

In fact, he also understood very well that the boredom and dullness of the long years had already made the brothers of the Ancestral Witches extremely irritable.

This little guy has a bad temper and gets angry at the slightest thing!
For a long time, various minor frictions have continued between the two sides, and the number of fights has become more and more frequent.

But in the past tens of thousands of years, this catastrophe of heaven and earth has reached the most critical moment.

The fight between the three overlords of the dragon, phoenix and unicorn was too brutal, with countless casualties.

If it weren't for the eldest brother Dijiang who was personally suppressing them, given the rough and impulsive temperaments of the ancestor witch brothers, they would have run out to fight long ago.

Today, with great difficulty, such a rare item as the Witch King Wine appeared.

This could also effectively divert the attention of the ancient witches, and Dijiang was very satisfied with this.

But he never expected that Zhurong and Gonggong would start a fight again!

Finally, under the strong command of Dijiang, Zhurong and Gonggong, the two brothers who were born incompatible, had to give up.

But from each other's eyes that were almost spitting fire.

Anyone can see that the fight between these two guys is inevitable sooner or later and cannot be suppressed by force.

Di Jiang shook his head helplessly at this.

"My fellow brothers and sisters, as the eldest brother, I must emphasize one thing again."

"The vast universe has now reached a very scary period."

“Even if you are our ancestor witch, you must not take it lightly, and you must not rashly get involved in the vortex of the three tribes’ war.”

"If anyone disobeys my orders and causes a terrible incident, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely terrifying pressure burst out from Dijiang's body.

This kind of aura was so fierce that it made the other witch ancestors feel a little nervous!

Even Zhurong and Gonggong, the two most stubborn and reckless men, changed their expressions, sat down obediently, and dared not make any more noise.

As the leader of all the ancestor witches, how could Big Brother Dijiang not have some skills?

If it weren't for the absolutely powerful strength, the Buzhou Mountain and Pangu Temple would have been in chaos long ago!

Talk about the other side.

Huang Tian, ​​who was still in a small tribe in a remote corner of the witch clan, had no idea that the "ancestor witches" he had always admired were actually paying attention to a small fry like him!
He was still depressed at this time.

On the one hand, it is because despite my repeated efforts, I have not yet achieved any expected results.

It is even more difficult to set foot on the legendary Buzhou Immortal Mountain and seek the protection of the great witch ancestors...

Of course, there is another important factor that causes his depression.

It is the "Immortal Phoenix Sword" in his hand at this moment, which has a mysterious origin but is extremely terrifying!
Well, it should be said that it is the Lingbao Immortal Sword.

Huang Tian really didn't have the courage to use the word "Xian Huang" at this moment...

"Master Xianjian, who are you exactly? Can you please reveal your true identity to me?"

"If you keep being so arrogant, I'm going to panic!"

In the small Wu tribe, Huang Tian looked at the ordinary spiritual sword in his hand. He was really helpless.

Thousands of years have passed.

This old man with the magic sword really depends on him.

It looks simple and introverted, not noisy or noisy, but it just hangs on Huang Tian and can't be shaken off!
Huang Tian felt like his mentality was about to collapse...

(End of this chapter)