Hong Huang: I turned evil at the beginning, but I swear to never be a resentful person!

That's it!

That’s the feeling!

Feeling the gazes from the human race, Ancestor Kunpeng was overjoyed.

Cough!

Ancestor Kunpeng cleared his throat and looked very embarrassed.

"OK then!"

"Put the [Witch-Slaying Sword] on your human race first!"

"Wait until you humans have survived this disaster, and then we will take it back!"

"Thank you, Ancestor Kunpeng!"

"Ancestor Kunpeng is really considerate!"

"..."

Countless human leaders expressed respect and gratitude to Ancestor Kunpeng.

But what the human race did not expect was that all this was the plan of Ancestor Kunpeng.

Only when the human race was about to be defeated did he help them.

It not only makes the human race feel grateful to the demon race, but more importantly, it makes the human race feel that the [Witch-Slaying Sword] is important.

This made the human leaders think of leaving the [Witch-Slaying Sword] in the human territory.

This way.

The secret of collecting the soul essence of the human race to refine the [Witch-Slaying Sword] will not only prevent it from being discovered, but will also speed up the refining of the [Witch-Slaying Sword].

For Ancestor Kunpeng, this plan is like killing three birds with one stone.

As for the third sculpture, it is naturally Fuxi.

……

Buzhou Mountain.

Countless witches worshipped Mount Buzhou and offered sacrifices to Pangu.

time flies.

Many witches and generals bumped their heads, but they didn't see any movement from the Pangu statue.

But the ancient witches were a little panicked.

They had been worshipping for so long that their foreheads were almost broken.

Still nothing was found, Father Pangu did not show up.

"Father God! Wake up! Help!"

There was an ancestor witch who was kowtowing and muttering in a mysterious way, and his mind began to become unclear.

Dijiang, who was kneeling in the front, had a look of horror and even fear on his face.

The bad premonition was already extremely strong, as if Father God really didn't care about them anymore.

"Father God!"

"Open your eyes and take a look. Your children are being bullied and their entire clan is about to be wiped out..."

"Those beasts of the human race used their formation to kill countless of our people!"

"Now they are teaming up with the demon tribe to refine the [Witch-Slaying Sword], and they want to slaughter all of our witch tribe!"

"Father God, if you are still alive in heaven, please help us!"

"Please also grant us a formation or something so that we can avenge our hatred and defeat the demon race..."

Dijiang sat slumped at the foot of Mount Buzhou, wailing while holding the statue of Pangu.

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.

Even a tough guy like him shows his vulnerable side when facing the survival of his race.

While Dijiang and other ancient witches were wailing, a figure quietly came to Mount Buzhou.

Just when everyone thought that the witch clan's sacrifice had failed.

A desolate, eternal breath emanated from Mount Buzhou, extremely vast, supreme and great.

Suddenly, a vast and boundless aura emanated from Mount Buzhou. It was so majestic and powerful that it permeated the entire heaven and earth and spread throughout the vast land.

This breath came quickly and went away quickly, blowing through the group of witches like a breeze, especially staying on the twelve ancestor witches for a moment before disappearing again.

“This is—the breath of Father God?!”

The ancestor witches such as Dijiang were stunned and stared at Mount Buzhou in a daze.

In a trance, they seemed to see a towering figure, looking down at them from above, with endless love on his face.

"real or fake?"

They dared not imagine it, it was like a dream, they were so shocked that they felt like petrified.

Dijiang was shaking with excitement, he had not expected that after his worship, Father Pangu would really respond this time.

"Father God! Qiang Liang kowtows to you!"

When the ancestor witch Qiangliang came to his senses, he was so excited that he kowtowed his head so hard that the ground shook and cracks appeared.

“Father God…”

For a time, all the ancestor witches and tens of millions of witches were constantly worshipping and became even more fanatical.

at this time.

"Get up!"

At this moment, a faint voice sounded in Qiangliang's ears, extremely grand, and with a sense of helplessness and kindness.

"Who?"

Di Jiang stood up with a bang, looking around in surprise, his big round eyes full of confusion.

The next moment, he stared at the Pangu statue in front of him and asked in surprise.

"Father God? Are you the Father God?"

too suddenly!

When he asked, he was full of passion and was thinking about it wholeheartedly.

But when the spirit really appeared, it was still a bit too much to bear.

And this time the apparition did not have the shadow of God the Father appearing like the last time.

This time it was Pangu who spoke directly.

The sudden change made Dijiang and other ancestor witches overjoyed.

next second.

hum!

A ray of golden light flew out from the statue of Pangu and sank into the minds of Dijiang and other eleven ancestor witches.

The Twelve Celestial Gods and Demons Formation? ?

After Dijiang and other ancestor witches consumed the golden light information in their heads, their faces were filled with disbelief.

This formation is called the [Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation], and it requires the twelve ancient witches to activate Pangu's blood essence in their bodies and gather the evil spirits of heaven and earth before they can condense Pangu's body.

The stronger the evil energy of heaven and earth, the more powerful this formation will be.

This magic formation was simply a tailor-made formation for their twelve ancient witch ancestors.

“Father God, is this for us?”

Di Jiang asked in surprise, somewhat unable to believe what was in his mind.

"Not bad!"

"This formation can change our current predicament!"

The faint voice sounded again, coming from the statue of Pangu and entering the ears of the eleven ancestor witches.

"Thank you Father God!"

Di Jiang was overjoyed and immediately knelt down and kowtowed loudly. The other ancestor witches did the same.

After a while.

The strange phenomena around Mount Buzhou disappeared one after another, and the entire witch clan became excited.

"It has appeared! God the Father has appeared!"

"Our Wu clan is saved!"

"This is…"

“Did the Father appear?”

……

Di Jiang held his head high and chest out. He looked full of vigor and energy. All the fear he had felt before was gone.

"We the Wu Clan have stood up!"

“We stood up!”

"With the [Twelve Celestial Gods and Demons Formation], our Wu Clan is no longer afraid of the [Witch-Slaying Sword]!"

Haha ...

Afterwards, Di Jiang and others began to study the [Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Array], and they discovered this array.

It is not necessary for all the ancestor witches to be present to set up the formation. Even if two ancestor witches set up the formation together, there is no problem.

However, its power is greatly reduced. Only when the twelve ancestor witches work together can the power of this formation be brought into full play.

It is a pity that Hou Tu is now practicing in seclusion in a sealed tunnel, vowing to break through to the level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

The ancestor witches such as Dijiang did not abandon the [Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Array] because of Houtu's absence. Instead, they practiced even harder.

……

Inside Tianji Pavilion.

Seeing Dijiang and other ancestor witches begin to practice the [Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Array], Tongtian's face was full of relief.

The Pangu just now was the one he pretended to be, in order to balance the witch clan, the human clan and the demon clan.

The appearance of [Witch-Slaying Sword] is not just about breaking the balance.

But he wanted to slaughter all the witches. He couldn't bear to see the witches leave the stage like this.

What's more, his layout among the human race is not yet complete.

We still need the tool of the Witch Clan!

……