Honghuang: Me! The gourd vine bears thousands of gourds

Liu Ming looked at Sanqing with a worried Creation Gourd and said sarcastically: "You three, Senior Brother doesn't know what to say about you!" "

You still claim to be Pangu Authentic, you don't even have this brain, it's really a shame for Pangu's old man!"

"You don't really think about it, other green lotus seeds have developed into twelve grades, why are the green lotus seeds twenty-four products?"

"Isn't it obvious that there's something underneath?"

Being so mocked by Liu Ming, Sanqing's face was gloomy, his angry beard trembled, and he was angry, as if he was about to fight if he didn't agree with a word.

However, they knew Liu Ming's horror well, and even if they were angry, they did not dare to make a move.

What's more, Liu Ming is still not under the pressure of Pangu of Buzhou Shan, if this is a fight, won't it be them who will suffer?

This time, Sanqing could only eat Huanglian dumb and endure it.

Moreover, what Liu Ming said was not reasonable, it was indeed that their vision was too small to miss such a treasure of the Creation Qi.

At this moment, the nine-colored divine light soared into the sky, the light was full of light, the thousands of rays of qi, the dragon plate and phoenix dance, it was not gorgeous.

Don't think, another treasure is born!

Seeing this scene, Sanqing glanced at each other, turned around and ran towards the place of the nine-colored divine light.

The gods and demons set out one after another, wanting to go and fight.

Liu Ming was also not far behind, his figure flashed, and he turned into a stream of light and flew away.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Ming rushed to the front of Sanqing.

Seeing Liu Mingyang's long and gone back, Sanqingqi's old face couldn't help but shake a few times.

Provocation!

Naked provocation!

Isn't this an honest slap in the face of their Sanqing?

Then, Sanqing's face turned red, and he rushed to eat milk.

Not long after, Liu Ming came to the place where the nine-colored divine light emanated.

As far as the eye can see, there is a huge banana tree not far away entrenched on the cliff.

On the plantain tree, there are nine huge leaves, each of which is accompanied by the power of earth fire, wind and thunder.

"Huh? This...... This is a nine-leaf plantain tree?

Liu Ming's eyes flashed with Dao essence and exclaimed.

The little heart was even more excited to thump, and it could not calm down for a long time.

At the same time, not far away, Sanqing, Zhun Ti, Jieyi, Nuwa, Fuxi and others also came here.

It's just that the nine-leaf plantain tree is not yet mature.

Everyone was not in a hurry to scramble, and they all waited.

Right at this moment.

The twelve giant figures rushed forward, but they were the twelve ancestors of the Wu clan.

When the twelve ancestors arrived, Zhu Rong roared with a fiery temper: "Buzhou Mountain is the backbone of Father God Pangu, what are you guys, dare to come here?"

"Roll, otherwise, you're welcome to blame us!"

Gonggong laughed loudly and said: "Lao Zhu, this is a beautiful remark, just this group of garbage, it is also worthy of the Father God's backbone, isn't this looking for death?" Saying

that, Gonggong skimmed the demon gods with disdain, and said coldly: "You group of garbage, don't get out quickly, can it be that you want grandpa to slaughter you?"

Zhurong and Gonggong looked at the gods and demons without seeing each other, and did not put them in their eyes at all.

Dijiang, Candle Jiuyin, and Xuanxian also had gloomy faces, and their eyes looked towards the gods and demons with disdain.

In this regard, even if the gods and demons were dissatisfied, they dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, for fear of being rubbed on the ground by the twelve ancestors.

After all, their cultivation was suppressed by the coercion of Pangu on Mount Buzhou.

Compared to them, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were not afraid of Pangu's coercion, and if they fought hard, it would not be them who would suffer.

At this time, Liu Ming walked out, a playful smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and spoke: "In the Flood Barren Continent, your twelve ancestors are known as Pangu Authentic Sect, and Sanqing is also known as Pangu Authentic Sect, so who is the real Pangu Authentic Sect?" As

a veteran Hong Wilderness fan, Liu Ming knew that Sanqing and the Wu Clan were particularly concerned about reputation.

Especially the name of Pangu Authenticity, since the birth of the fight, they have been entangled.

However, after so many years, there is still nothing to be separated.

Sanqing is the Pangu Yuan God, and the Wu clan is the Pangu essence blood, and it stands to reason that they are all descendants of the Pangu God.

But in the Flood Barren World, there can only be one Pangu Authentic Sect.

When Liu Ming opened his mouth like this, he pulled up the hatred between Sanqing and the twelve ancestors.

Zhu Rong looked at Sanqing with disdain, and snorted coldly: "Pangu Authentic Sect is naturally our Wu Clan, just these three ants, how can they be worthy of the name of Pangu Authentic Sect!" Gonggong

laughed loudly: "That is, three garbage, also worthy of being called Pangu Authentic, I don't know if I live or die!"

The rest of the Zuwu also glanced at Sanqing with disdain, and its meaning was self-evident.

For a time, Sanqing's face was gloomy, his old face shook a few times, and he shouted violently: "Fart, the three poor Dao are the real Pangu Authentic Sect, a few of you are just the essence blood of Pangu's father God, how can He De be worthy of the name of Pangu Authentic Sect?"

"It's just a bunch of reckless men with heads and no brains!"

Sanqing's words immediately angered the twelve ancestors.

Zhu Rong was furious, and shouted violently: "You three old things, looking for death?

"Lao Zhu, go, let's kill these guys who don't know how to do it!"

Gonggong shouted loudly.

There is a big look of fighting without a word.

Dijiang, Candle Jiuyin, Ju Mang, and Xuanxi also looked at Sanqing with unkind eyes.

Liu Ming's eyes showed a playful expression, his hands wrapped around his heart, and he looked towards Sanqing with the appearance of watching a play.

"Fuck, these three old miscellaneous hairs, I really don't know if I'm alive or dead, brothers, fuck him!"

As soon as the words fell, the twelve ancestors were angry, waving their fists and smashing towards Sanqing.

See this scene.

Sanqing did not dare to be careless, Taiqing Laozi sacrificed the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth, and the mana around his body drummed, and he pinched the magic technique in his hand, and blasted towards the twelve ancestors with a palm.

Qingyun flashed behind Yuan Shi Tianzun's head, and dozens of Houtian magic weapons smashed into the sky.

The Tongtian Sect Lord, who was also violent, picked up the purple electric hammer and smashed it towards Zhurong.

Rumble~!

A loud noise came out, and Sanqing was directly smashed by the twelve ancestors and flew out.

The gods and demons couldn't help but gasp when they saw Sanqing being so miserable by the twelve ancestral witches.

Fortunately, the twelve ancestral witches did not make a move against them, otherwise, it is unknown whether they can survive or not.

After all, the physical bodies of the twelve ancestral witches are really strong.

"Xiao Zian, just like this, you dare to fight Lao Tzu, you can't beat you to death!"

Zhu Rong glanced at the Tongtian Sect Lord with disdain, raised his big fist, and violently beat him over.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Tongtian Sect Lord put away the purple electric hammer, sacrificed the Qingping sword, Dao Dao sword qi, rushed straight into the sky, and shouted violently: "Zhurong, the poor road is fighting with you!"

"Hmph!"

"Don't measure yourself!"

Zhu Rong snorted coldly, manifested the true body of Zu Wu, and his figure flashed, heading towards the Tongtian Sect Lord.

It was as if he hadn't put the Tongtian Sect Lord in his eyes at all.

"Junior Brother Tongtian, be careful!"

Taiqing Laozi drank violently, kept pinching the magic in his hand, reviving words in his mouth, chanting mantras, and in an instant, above the nine skies, the wind and clouds changed, and the thunderclouds rolled.

"Taiqing Divine Thunder, fall!"

In an instant, a divine thunder like a dragon blasted towards the twelve ancestors.

Seeing this, the twelve ancestors and witches brushed together to reveal the true body of the ancestors, glanced at the divine thunder above Jiuxiao with disdain, and smashed towards Taiqing Laozi and Yuan Shi Tianzun with both fists.

Boom~!

One after another loud noises came out, and the Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches fought several times, and finally ended up in a situation where both were defeated.

Di Jiang's eyes glanced around grimly, and he shouted unwillingly: "Withdraw!" Watching

the twelve ancestors leave, Sanqing's heart was also relieved.

At the same time, his eyes looked towards Liu Ming unkindly.

If Liu Ming hadn't instigated the twelve ancestors before, how could the three of them have been beaten in a group.

At this moment, Sanqing's heart hated Liu Ming very much, but he was seriously injured, and he could only remember this evil qi in his heart.