Honghuang: God-level entries, starting from refining the demon-slaying sword

"this?"

Lin Feng glanced at the storage bag, but did not take it actively. Instead, he looked at the picture with his eyes moving slightly.

This favor is a bit too big.

The Witch Clan has now declined. Although they have the Six Paths of Reincarnation as their foundation to ensure that they will not suffer the same fate as the Dragon Clan, these resources are almost non-renewable treasures no matter what.

Now many powerful people have noticed that the overall spiritual energy of the prehistoric world is slowly declining, and many treasures are disappearing in an irreplaceable way. Over the years, the witch clan and the demon clan have been making similar accumulations.

If all these accumulated treasures were really taken away by Lin Feng, the Witch Clan’s path would be half cut off.

"Master Tianfeng can rest assured. This is the decision of the Ancestral Shaman Dijiang, and it has been approved by the other Ancestral Shamans."

"From now on, our Wu clan will no longer need to use so many treasures. We are born and raised by nature, unable to practice cultivation. We can only rely on the power of our bloodline to temper our bodies. We are not very dependent on natural materials and treasures. Most of these treasures are used to make friends with others."

"If we keep these things, it will make it easier for others to snoop on us!"

"The two Demon Kings must have made corresponding arrangements before their deaths. According to the Ancestral Witch's speculation, perhaps there are still quite a few left in the Chaos Bell. This can be considered a welcome gift from the two Demon Kings for you."

"I hope you can show leniency to the demon race."

A smile appeared on Tu's face. After the Chaos Bell fell into Lin Feng's hands, he had been refining it, but the progress was very slow.

This treasure does have a storage function, but it is not very powerful and can only be used incidentally, so Lin Feng has never checked it. Upon hearing this, Lin Feng also summoned the Chaos Bell, and after just a few breaths, his face moved.

He had been to the human race's base and seen the treasures there.

Just the treasures stored in the Chaos Bell alone are worth several times more than the entire human race!

This is only the part left for him by the demon clan. What about the part left by the witch clan?

Even if it is not all of them, it is estimated that the number can be compared with the foundation of a saint.

"You shouldn't have stayed here just to give this to me, right?"

Lin Feng shook his head and put the storage bag into the Chaos Bell, planning to find a cave to arrange it properly when he had time.

As the saying goes.

Money moves people's hearts.

This time, the witch clan and the demon clan gave him so much that he couldn't even find any reason to refuse, so he had no choice but to accept it.

In the past, he thought that the things given by his senior brother were enough to last, but after seeing the treasures of the witch clan and the demon clan, Lin Feng knew what it meant to be rich.

"Hou Tu, the Ancestral Witch, has not yet awakened. Even after the catastrophe, it will take a long time for her to rebuild her body. We hope that Master Tianfeng can take care of us. Also... can you help us protect something?"

slowly.

Tu's expression turned serious.

Under Lin Feng's somewhat strange gaze, a building appeared in the center of his palm.

The building looked extremely majestic, filled with a huge aura, and the surging blood and energy made Lin Feng's pupils tremble.

What a powerful force!!

"Is this Pangu Temple?" Lin Feng said in disbelief.

Pangu Temple is the temple that gave birth to the twelve ancestor witches. There is a drop of blood in it that beats like a heart. It is a drop of blood left by Pangu, and it is also the foundation for the witch clan.

With this drop of hard work, the witch clan does not need to worry about suffering the same fate as the dragon clan. Even when absolutely necessary, they can forcibly catalyze the creation of several beings with the potential to become ancestor witches.

To know.

Even the Ancestral Witch was merely the product of Pangu's essence and blood. The difference between essence and blood and heart blood is as vast as the difference between heaven and earth. If it weren't for the fact that this essence and blood was truly against heaven's will, perhaps Hongjun and the others wouldn't have been the first saint in the world.

Lin Feng learned all these secrets from Master Tongtian, there is no way they are false!

"Master Tianfeng is knowledgeable and experienced. This is indeed Pangu Palace, the most important treasure of our Wu clan, and the foundation of our nation."

"Although Pangu's heart blood cannot take shape, it possesses boundless potential. It can help our Wu clan survive forever. There is no need to worry about anything else."

"However, this treasure is too powerful. I'm afraid even a saint would covet it. If there is no strong person to protect it, it will be lost in a matter of days."

"Of course, Master Tianfeng, you can rest assured. Even if you are unwilling to help us keep this treasure, the heritage will be given to you. However, we can only throw this Pangu Palace into chaos and let it be lost."

"We can't let those with bad intentions get away with it."

Tu spoke softly, with a hint of pain in his voice.

Without the Ancestral Witch, there is also the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

Their witch tribe has become lambs to be slaughtered, and the only way to ensure their safety is to reduce the amount of things they carry.

As for whether the Pangu Palace would go black once it fell into Lin Feng's hands...

Neither Di Jiang nor the other ancestor witches had ever thought about this problem. For them, it was better to give the things to Lin Feng than to have them snatched away by others and thrown into the chaos to be completely lost.

After all, Lin Feng has a good relationship with them, so it can be considered as a gift left for them to take care of the future witch clan.

"In that case, I will take this thing first."

"I will hand this item over to you after Hou Tu Zu Wu wakes up."

Lin Feng set a date and took over Pangu Temple from Tu.

See this situation.

Tu's expression also began to improve, and he smiled a little again, completely free of the worry he had just felt.

"Master Tianfeng, our Wu clan will soon embark on the six reincarnations. We will talk again in the future!"

"it is good."

Lin Feng nodded and watched Tu leave.

There was only a sigh left in his heart.

Poor thing.

In the past, there were countless powerful people in the Wu clan, but today, they can't even protect their own treasures and have to give them to him, an outsider.

This battle for supremacy.

It is true...the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!

There is no turning back!

……

Demon Clan Heaven.

At this moment, Haotian and Queen Mother of the West, with a group of heavenly soldiers and generals they had just recruited, came to the secret library that was once heavily guarded by the Heavenly Court.

Although it has become dilapidated and has experienced countless years of war and chaos, this heavenly palace still retains its fairy-like foundation. Its many treasures are even more eye-catching, and its heritage remains the same.

"Just watch from outside."

Leave a word behind.

Haotian and Queen Mother of the West stepped forward personally, used secret methods to open the formation of the secret library, and pushed open the door.

Accompanied by a crackling sound, suddenly, their expressions changed and turned completely dark.

"His Majesty……"

The demon general in charge of guarding the secret vault stepped forward and was about to say something when he saw Haotian's murderous gaze.

"Where's the stuff?!"

"I'm asking you, where are the things?!"