Prehistoric: Reborn as a tortoise, with understanding that defies heaven

The heaven and earth shook.

An inexplicable aura appeared on Mount Buzhou and fell on Pangu Axe.

Pangu Axe, originally condensed by the power of law, was further enhanced by this inexplicable power.

Directly possessing the attack of the Hunyuan Jinxian realm.

"Is this the blessing of Pangu's power!"

After billions of years, hundreds of thousands of years.

Yang Gui felt Pangu's momentum again, and his eyes were solemn.

The Qinglian Treasure Flag, Wuji Xinghuang Flag, and Lidi Yanguang Flag flew to the top of his head and quickly formed the Three Talents Formation. Various laws lingered around Yang Gui's body.

"Let me see how much Pangu inheritance you have obtained!"

Yang Gui roared to the sky, advancing instead of retreating.

The pressure of the Hunyuan Jinxian realm shocked the prehistoric world.

Puff! !

The eleven ancestor witches were hit by the powerful aura of Yang Gui, retreated thousands of miles, spit out blood, and looked at the sacred Yang Gui in horror.

Boom!

The sky exploded!

A few black cracks appeared in the primeval void.

Three large flags whirred above Yang Gui's head, and the five elements of the Great Dao Law emitted five-colored divine light, illuminating the heavens.

In less than a moment, it hit the Pangu Axe.

A sharp axe light that was sharp enough to cut through the primeval space spread and hit Yang Gui.

The three large flags shone brightly, and Yang Gui suddenly swung his fist, turning into an afterimage, hammering at the Pangu Axe.

Boom!

The world lost its voice.

All the great masters who were paying attention to this scene only felt a roar in their ears and their heads were dizzy.

Wait until you look over again.

Yang Gui stood in the void unscathed, but the Pangu Axe, which was as powerful as the power of heaven, had already disappeared.

Only eleven ancestor witches with weak breath were left, squatting on the ground with gray faces.

"Which god is this! How can he resist Pangu's axe!"

"Honghuang!!"

"······"

Some great masters were incredulous and found it hard to accept.

Yang Gui said calmly to the ancestor witches below, "I haven't even tried my best, why did you fall?"

"Kill my eldest brother, this hatred is irreconcilable!"

"We brothers and sisters are not afraid of heaven or earth; we must take revenge even if we die!"

Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, who was almost beaten to death, roared to the sky, looking at Yang Gui with hatred in their eyes.

Yang Gui looked at the two of them with disdain, "Brainless things."

Then he waved his hand, and a color vortex appeared.

The huge ancestor witch Dijiang walked out of it in a panic.

"Brother!"

"You are not dead?!"

The eleven ancestor witches looked at the reappearing Dijiang in astonishment, a little confused.

Dijiang left after hearing the sound.

Seeing the miserable appearance of his brothers and sisters, his face changed, "It seems that our brothers and sisters didn't provoke you?"

Looking at Yang Gui with a cold face, Di Jiang suppressed the murderous intent in his heart and looked at Yang Gui.

Yang Gui put away the three big flags and said calmly, "Should I say this?"

"I traveled in the prehistoric times and rescued that Taoist friend when I saw him being besieged by monsters. You, my brother, didn't ask why and didn't know how to be grateful. You came up to kill me. You are so ignorant!"

"If it weren't for the fact that you are descendants of Pangu, do you think you can still stand here and talk to me?"

If it weren't for the laws on you and the concern for Hongjun, I would have slapped one of you to death!

As he spoke, Yang Gui's body disappeared again.

Bang!

The ancestor witch Gonggong was kicked into the sky again, and blood was spilled all over the sky again.

"Senior, please show mercy!"

The ancestor witch Hou Tu struggled to stand up from the ground, transformed into a congenital Taoist body, and shouted to Yang Gui.

After a fight, Hou Tu finally realized how terrible Yang Gui was, and she couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

She could only bite the bullet and continue, "It's our fault, please don't blame me."

"Brother, it was this senior who took action just now and helped me deal with two demons in the Golden Immortal Realm; Brother Gong Gong thought that the senior was going to attack me, and attacked the senior in a hurry. Everything is my fault."

Hou Tu turned her head and said to Di Jiang with an apologetic look.

Di Jiang's face darkened when he heard this, and he looked at Gong Gong with a bad face, "You fool!!"

The other ancestor witches almost vomited blood, and Zhu Rong was so angry that he almost kicked Gong Gong who was about to die again.

It turned out that this guy was to blame for the fact that his group of people were beaten so badly!

This is so embarrassing!

Dijiang flashed and turned into a burly innate Taoist body. He said in a muffled voice, "Senior, I didn't discipline them strictly. I hope you can forgive me."

After saying this, he directly protected the rest of the ancestor witches behind him.

The ancestor witch Hou Tu wanted to speak again, but was suppressed by Dijiang.

Yang Gui looked at these ancestor witches coldly.

Originally, he was going to be nice to these ancestor witches, but it seems that he took it for granted.

After thinking for a while, Yang Gui said coldly, "Each of you hand over a drop of blood essence, and today's matter will be over."

"What!"

"Do you really think we are afraid of you!"

"You are bullying the witch too much!!"

All the ancestor witches started to shout and yell.

You should know that the amount of blood essence in each ancestor witch is limited. Losing a drop of blood essence is undoubtedly consuming their essence.

Even the eldest brother Dijiang almost couldn't help cursing after hearing Yang Gui's request.

Ignoring the shouting of these ancestor witches, Yang Gui stared at Dijiang and said, "You have to think about it. If you don't hand over the blood essence of the ancestor witch, I will settle the cause and effect of today immediately!"

"The so-called descendants of Pangu are just a group of bullies. If this gets out, hehe..."

Dijiang's face changed.

As a late Daluo Jinxian, he had already sensed the eyes of some great masters looking here.

What happened today was their fault. They wanted to beat the other party without knowing the truth and even shouted for killing.

Winning is not glorious, losing is even more shameful.

Although they don't have a soul, they have some understanding of cause and effect.

It's unknown how long the other party, such a congenital god, has lived. What if the other party really wants to kill him?

The twelve of them are definitely not opponents!

"Brother..."

Hou Tu on the side opened her mouth, "There are many strong people in the prehistoric world. We made a mistake today."

Compared to other ancestor witches, she has a better temper and likes to think.

As a descendant of Pangu, the ancestor witch Chusheng has a deep foundation and a natural pride in her heart.

Even though she knew that there were countless powerful people in the prehistoric world, she didn't take it seriously.

However, this pride didn't last long. It was shattered by Yang Gui's slap today.

Di Jiang sighed secretly, looked at his brothers and sisters who were shouting behind him, and suddenly felt a headache.

He stopped talking, took a drop of golden blood from his chest, and threw it to Yang Gui.

As soon as the golden blood appeared, the surrounding space began to fluctuate.

This is the essence of the witch clan at the level of Daluo Jinxian.

Using the blood pool in the Ancestral Witch Hall, countless treasures of the witch clan can be created.

"Big brother!"

"I'll fight you!"

"Roar!!"

The Ancestral Witches could not accept the scene before their eyes.

"Shut up!"

Emperor Jiang shouted, "Isn't it embarrassing enough!"

The angry voice was deafening!

Ju Mang, Zhu Rong, Ru Shou, Gong Gong, Xuan Ming, Qiang Liang, Zhu Jiu Yin, Tian Wu, Xi Zi, She Bi Shi, and several other great Ancestral Witches were shocked.

"Each of you take out a drop of essence and blood and hand it over, then return to the Ancestral Witch Hall, and you are not allowed to come out again within ten thousand years!"

Emperor Jiang said this with a gloomy face, and disappeared directly on the spot.

"Hey..." Hou Tu sighed, "Brothers and sisters, listen to my brother."

A drop of golden blood appeared again in the void.

The remaining ten great ancestor witches were unwilling to give up, but seeing their elder brother and younger sister like this, and Yang Gui's overwhelming momentum, they could only admit defeat.

Each of them took out a drop of blood essence, looked at Yang Gui angrily, and disappeared on the spot.

Only Hou Tu was left here.

The blood essence of the twelve ancestor witches floated in the void, and the aura of the laws intertwined and actually had a tendency to merge.

Seeing this, Yang Gui quickly collected the blood essence of the ancestor witches.

"If you have nothing to do, you should persuade your brother to change his bad temper."

Yang Gui said to Hou Tu, "In the vast prehistoric world, there are many strong people; you look like you don't take the world seriously all day long. Even if you are descendants of Pangu, you will suffer a catastrophe sooner or later."

Hou Tu smiled bitterly, "Thank you for your advice."

The twelve brothers and sisters were born like this, and there is no hope of changing their tempers.

"That's all I have to say."

Yang Gui glanced at Hou Tu indifferently.

Disappeared here in a blink of an eye.

"I can't see Pangu Temple anymore, let's go back to my North Sea and find a Taoist temple."

"But after beating up these ancient witches, the pent-up energy that was just calculated by Hongjun has become much smoother."