Chapter 1060 (1/2)
In the Lich war millions of years ago, the earliest fuse was because he and the fire ancestor Wu zhurong were in the world war. After Gonggong lost, he became angry and bumped into Buzhou mountain.
Suddenly, the earth collapsed and the plane split, exposing the flood and famine of the total plane to the chaotic Star River, resulting in the chaotic source fire in the universe falling from the sky to the earth.
Water ancestor Wu Gonggong and fire ancestor Wu zhurong fell on the spot, leaving only ten ancestral witches in the witch family.
But now it seems that no matter the water ancestor Wu Gonggong or the fire ancestor Wu zhurong, only the flesh died at that time, and the consciousness still exists.
This matter was already guessed by Jun Muqian when he was invaded by Zhu Rong in Wanling continent.
She also knew that the twelve ancestors of Wu must still be alive, but she didn't expect that the water ancestor of Wu Gonggong appeared so generously in front of the gods.
Jun Mu was shallow and looked slightly heavy: ”it seems that other demons and gods also know the resurrection of the twelve ancestors.”
”Well.” Rong nodded lightly, ”you can't hide such things. Naturally, the witch clan won't hide them.”
As the essence blood of Pangu, the twelve ancestral witches have strong vitality. Even if their flesh breaks, as long as their consciousness does not die, they can continue to resurrect.
Moreover, the witch family is really strange. Except for themselves, the Honghuang ten thousand families don't know how the witch family thrives.
What I only know is that there are many secrets of the witch family, which make people afraid.
”Trouble.” Jun Mu frowned. ”I thought they would hide. Now they come out, the situation will be worse.”
Even Nezha found something wrong with the witch family. She believed that other innate demons and gods felt it.
Are the witches really not afraid to expose their ambitions and the real behind the scenes?
”Don't worry.” Rong qingchong's pupils narrowed slightly. ”At least for now, they don't dare to move.”
Jun Mu shallow hook lips, a cold smile: ”if they have brains, they all know what to do.”
Although Kunlun Xu didn't gather the strongest demon gods in the three realms today, basically all forces sent people.
As long as there is a little movement, it will spread all over the three realms, and the peak of Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian like Tathagata Buddha can come in an instant.
This time, only three zuwu came to work together. They won't do such thankless things.
”Oh, I forgot.” Gonggong glanced, ”you seem to be my younger generation. I haven't seen you for a long time. I shouldn't say I haven't seen you for a long time.”
His tone was contemptuous. Although he didn't take any contempt, he made all the demons uncomfortable.
But uncomfortable is uncomfortable, because Rao, the goddess of the golden spirit with the highest cultivation and status, didn't speak.
All the demons and gods knew that because the twelve ancestors were only conscious, they had no yuan gods and were congenitally deficient. In their whole life, they could not reach the level of Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian.
But this does not mean that the twelve ancestral witches are very weak.
On the contrary, they are strong.
Once the Twelve Gods and Demons array comes out, Pangu's real body can be condensed!
The saints of heaven are also difficult to resist.
It's no wonder that during the Lich war at that time, the Eastern Emperor, Dijun and Xihe were defeated.
And the twelve ancestral witches and Sanqing saints were transformed after Pangu's death. Although their cultivation classes are different, they all exist at the same level for their demons and gods.
They met to salute.
How did zuwu appear at this time?
Even immortal Taiyi, who had always been out of tune, sat up straight and looked solemn.
”Let me introduce myself.” Gonggong stroked the corner of his head, smiled again and played it down, ”I'm the bastard who hit the Tianzhu and implicated my mother to collect colorful stones to make up for the sky.”
“！！！”
The practitioners of all realms sitting below were stunned and couldn't believe their eyes and ears.
They are the oldest here, but long live, but anyway, in the long famine, they are just new creatures.
After all, the demons and gods in the wilderness basically live the same life as heaven.
If a mortal becomes an immortal, he can live for more than 100000 years.
But even so, it is the furthest away from the ancient times.
As far as the past, history has been annihilated and turned into fairy tales, which fall on ancient books for later people to study.
What is ”Kuafu chasing the day”, what is ”Houyi shooting the sun”, what is ”Gonggong's anger can't touch Zhoushan”, what is ”Nuwa mending the sky”
Almost every living creature in the world grew up listening to these stories.
Maybe they don't know the name of twelve ancestral witches, but they don't know the name of Gonggong.
He is a co-worker!
”Oh, I'm scared of the poor people.” Gonggong seemed to notice the mortals below and touched his head. ”What's to be afraid of, isn't it hitting the master? Here, isn't it still pestling there?”