The villain of Kuaishou is my treasure

Zhiyuan is far from recovering his strength.

Xiao Rao's emerald green world had never been formed. She only had a divine body but no power to create the world. Even the 'heavenly way' of the primitive world had been exhausted by her and was running for her life...

Xiao Rao is still no match for it.

It's like, how to describe it...

A social animal who has been working frantically on a PPT for three days and three nights and is on the verge of sudden death, and a fertilized egg that is still in its mother's womb, has just been successfully fertilized, and is growing healthily!

There is no way to compare the strength.

All Xiao Rao can do is to frantically find things to do for the "social animal" so that it cannot rest and will be exhausted to death, instead of holding up the small body of the "fertilized egg" and directly fighting against it.

How could it be made of steel?

She doesn't even have a physical world yet.

Xiao Rao silently withdrew her hand, frowned slightly, and looked through the gate of Yunxiao Palace. She raised her chin slightly, ready to give the six candidates a little trouble. After all, they couldn't be "predetermined" so directly. Even if they didn't go straight to the world consciousness, they couldn't let them get what they wanted...

but!

Before she could make a move!

“Hahahahahaha, I’m giving a lecture right here!!”

The Twelve Ancestral Witches came in with their standard loud voices and wearing fur skirts.

Twelve people.

twelve……

The great witches, whose height was at least three meters and at most ten meters, rushed in recklessly.

They were chatting as they walked and looking around curiously.

Speaking of which, there are many races of giant bodies in the prehistoric world, such as the Dapeng, one of the two children of Zufeng. When it spreads its wings, it can reach several thousand meters!

As the saying goes: One day the great roc soars into the sky with the wind, and soars up to 90,000 miles.

That shows how big he is.

This time, Dapeng was also one of those who came to listen to the sutras. However, basically all the ancient tribes who came to the Yunxiao Palace would maintain the most basic etiquette and change their body shapes to the most basic size.

Only the witch clan.

Others...

It is what it should be.

[Speaking of which, no wonder the world consciousness dislikes the Wu clan, they really don’t know any etiquette and don’t take the ‘Way of Heaven’ seriously at all! ]

Xiao Rao couldn't help but sigh, [After the war between wizards and liches, the status of the demons was directly reduced to the lowest level, and they were completely incomparable to the immortals. Even human cultivators used them as materials, but at least they survived. As for the wizards, if Hou Tu hadn't combined the six paths with her body, they would have been wiped out.]

[Who said it wasn't?] 9527 came close to her and watched the fun with shining eyes.

And the Twelve Witch Ancestors are really not welcoming.

They entered the hall with their huge bodies, and directly pushed the various "great gods" in the ancient times who were just over one meter tall to the edge. Then, they looked around. Hou Tu was a little smarter and saw the stone bench and the six people near the bench who were determined whether to sit or not.

The Demon Lord, the God of War, the Buddha, Nuwa, the Western Pole, and the monsters.

She knows them all.

They are among the most important figures in the prehistoric world, except for the demon clan, and they are all neutral!

He has never sided with either the witch clan or the demon clan.

What are they doing?

A light bulb went off in Hou Tu's head. She didn't have time to think about what it was. She just followed her instinct and shouted, "Brothers, let's sit over there!" She pointed at the stool and shouted.

Hou Tu was the last of the Twelve Witch Ancestors. She called out "brothers", and the other eleven Witch Ancestors all agreed, and they all ran towards the stone bench.

Although the "Heaven" in their minds had reminded them of the six "predetermined" persons, they were not explained too clearly and were only asked to sit down. They had no idea what the six seats represented and instinctively did not want to create conflicts with the Witch Ancestors. After all, these twelve guys were ten "unreasonable" murder weapons.

The Wu Zu's brain is completely stubborn. They are the type of people who will fight with others for the smallest things.

Not wanting to get into trouble for no reason, the six people who had been nominated instinctively took a step back and gave up the stone bench.

"Girl, come and sit down!"

The eldest of the Twelve Witch Ancestors glanced at the six stone benches with disdain, picked out the neatest one, wiped it with his hand, and then called out "Hou Tu" directly.

Hou Tu narrowed her eyes and smiled, then she moved her three-meter long legs and nearly five-meter long body towards the stone bench in a delicate manner.

World consciousness: ...

I have been overworked for many years and my mind is a little confused: ?????

It was horrified.

Almost in a panic, he sent a message to the six candidates and instantly removed the thunder that was blocking Di Jun and other monsters...

On paper, the strength of the Twelve Witch Ancestors is similar to that of the six nominated ones. However, the Witch Ancestors have a set of formations, and when the twelve of them work together, they can deal with even the Quasi-Saints.

As the world consciousness, sending thunder to the world's species, like it did to Di Jun and others, is already the limit of the world consciousness. Direct action is not allowed.

In order to not want its own "designated administrators" to get hurt, the world consciousness had no choice but to let the monsters into the palace.

As for Di Jun and the others, without the heavenly thunder stopping them, they were almost there in a split second, and then, they saw the Twelve Witch Ancestors at a glance! !

There's no way, they're too big and too tall.

Among the prehistoric special forces who are generally 1.7 meters, 1.8 meters, or even 1.3 meters tall, they, who are three to ten meters tall, are really conspicuous.

"It's you!!"

Seeing the Wu Zu who were all shiny and beautiful, unharmed, and Di Jun and the others who were struck by the thunder, their anger rose suddenly. Thinking about the usual fights and this lecture, the Heaven Dao called the Wu Zu but not them...

In an instant, Di Jun lost his mind.

What he said was naturally a bit harsh.

It's basically 'asterisk, asterisk, asterisk, asterisk'...

As for the witch ancestors, they would usually fight the demons without saying a word when they saw them. What's more, now that these beasts have come to provoke them, they would just roll up their sleeves and pick up the gold.

The two sides started fighting directly.

The 'spectators' in the hall were horrified and hid quickly, while the six people who had been 'cheated' by the Heavenly Dao looked at each other, tacitly and firmly, and stealthily walked to the stone bench and sat down.

Seeing this, Tiandao, who was hiding in the Yunxiao Palace, let out a long breath.

Xiao Rao glanced at the witches and demons who were fighting so fiercely that the tiles on the treasure hall were lifted up, and slowly curled her lips.

When Tiandao saw that his beloved ones had accurately sat on the saint seats he had prepared for them, Gao Ti finally felt relieved. He silently observed the situations of the ancestors and the demons, and when they had fought enough rounds and were ready to continue, he gave them a few small thunders.

There were several loud rumbling noises.

All the people from both tribes were knocked to the ground. The pain calmed their minds a little and they all stopped.