Chapter 32 Pangu Axe Appears, Ancestral Witch Blood
The heaven and earth shook.

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

The Pangu Axe, which was originally condensed by the power of laws, became more powerful under the influence of this inexplicable force.

Directly has the attack of Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm.

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

After billions of years, hundreds of thousands of dollars will be spent.

Yang Gui felt Pangu's aura again, and his eyes became solemn.

The Green Lotus Treasure Flag, the Wu Ji Apricot Yellow Flag, and the Li Di Flame Flag flew towards the top of his head and quickly formed the Three Talents Formation. All kinds of laws lingered around Yang Gui's whole body.

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

Yang Gui roared to the sky and advanced instead of retreating.

The pressure from the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm shocked the ancient world.

puff! !

The eleven ancestor witches were shocked by Yang Gui's powerful aura and retreated thousands of miles, spitting out blood, looking at the extremely sacred Yang Gui in horror.

boom!
The sky exploded!

Black cracks appeared in the ancient void.

There were three large flags above Yang Gui’s head, whirring, and the Five Elements Law emitted five-colored divine light, illuminating the heavens.

In less than a moment, it hit Pangu's Axe.

Axe lights that were sharp enough to cut through the ancient space spread out and hit Yang Gui.

The three big flags shone brightly, and Yang Gui suddenly swung his fist, which turned into an afterimage and hammered towards Pangu's axe.

Boom!
Heaven and earth were silent.

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

Wait and look at the past.

Yang Gui stood in the void unharmed, but the Pangu Axe, which seemed as powerful as the power of heaven, had long disappeared.

Only eleven exhausted ancestor witches were left, squatting on the ground with pale faces.

"Who is this divine being who is able to resist Pangu's Axe?"

“Honghuang!!”

"..."

Some people with great supernatural powers find it unbelievable and difficult to accept.

Yang Gui said calmly, looking at the ancestor witches below, "Why did you fall down before I even tried my best?"

"Killing my eldest brother is an irreconcilable feud!"

"We brothers and sisters are not afraid of heaven or earth; we will seek revenge even if it means our death!"

Zhurong and Gonggong, who was almost beaten to death, roared to the sky, looking at Yang Gui with wide eyes and hatred.

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

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

The huge Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang walked out in a panic.

"Big brother!"

"You're not dead?!"

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

Dijiang left upon hearing the sound.

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

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

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

"I traveled in the wild and rescued my fellow Taoist when I saw him being besieged by monsters. But you, my brother, didn't ask why and didn't show gratitude. You came up and wanted to kill me. How ignorant!"

"If you weren't descendants of Pangu, do you think you would still be standing here and talking to me?"

If it weren't for the laws that apply to you, and if it weren't for that old guy Hongjun, I would have slapped one of you to death!
As he spoke, Yang Gui's body disappeared again.

bump!
The ancestor of witches Gonggong was kicked into the sky again, and blood once again filled the sky.

"Senior, please show mercy!"

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

After a battle, Hou Tu finally realized how terrible Yang Gui was and couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

I could only bite the bullet and continue, "It's our fault, I hope you won't blame me, Senior."

"Brother, it was this senior who helped me deal with the two Golden Immortal monsters just now. Brother Gonggong thought that the senior was going to attack me, so he attacked him in a hurry. This is all my fault."

After Hou Tu finished speaking, she turned around and spoke to Di Jiang with an apologetic look on her face.

Upon hearing this, Di Jiang's face darkened and he looked at Gong Gong unkindly, "You fool!!"

The other ancient witches were almost about to vomit blood, and Zhu Rong was so angry that he almost kicked the dying Gonggong again.

It turns out that this group of people were beaten so badly because of this guy!
This is so embarrassing!

Dijiang's body flashed and turned into a burly innate Taoist body. He said in a muffled voice, "Senior, I am not strict enough in discipline. I hope you will forgive me."

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

The ancestor witch Hou Tu wanted to speak again, but was suppressed by Di Jiang. Yang Gui looked at these ancestor witches coldly.

Originally he was planning to be nice to these witch ancestors, but it seems 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?"

"This is too much bullying!!"

All the ancient witches started shouting and yelling.

You must know that the amount of essence and blood in each ancestor witch is limited. Losing a drop of essence and blood will undoubtedly consume their essence.

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

Ignoring the shouts of the Ancestral Witches, Yang Gui stared at Di Jiang and said, "You have to think it over carefully. If you don't hand over the Ancestral Witch's blood essence, I will settle the cause and effect of today immediately!"

"The so-called descendants of Pangu are nothing but a group of bullies. If this gets out, hehe..."

Dijiang's expression changed.

As a late-stage Daluo Jinxian, he had already sensed the gazes of some people with great supernatural powers looking here.

What happened today was their fault in the first place. Not only did they want to beat the other party without any reason, but they also shouted for killing.

Winning is shameful, losing is even more shameful.

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

It is unknown how long this innate divine being can live, what if he really wants to kill me.

The twelve of them are definitely no match!

"Brother..."

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

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

As a descendant of Pangu, Zuwu Chu was born with a deep background and a natural pride in his heart.

Even though he knew that there were countless capable people in the ancient world, he did not take them seriously.

However, this pride did not last long, as it was shattered by a slap from Yang Gui today.

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

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

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

This is the essence and blood of the witch clan, which is at the Golden Immortal level.

By utilizing the blood pool in the Ancestral Witch Temple, one can create countless treasures for the Witch Clan.

"Big brother!"

"I'll fight you!"

"Roar!!"

The ancient witches found it hard to accept what they saw.

"shut up!"

Di Jiang shouted, "Isn't this embarrassing enough?"

The voice of anger is deafening!

The great witch ancestors including Ju Mang, Zhu Rong, Rushou, Gong Gong, Xuan Ming, Qiang Liang, Zhu Jiu Yin, Tian Wu, Xi Zi and She Bi Shi were all trembling.

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

Di Jiang said this with a gloomy face and disappeared on the spot.

"Ah..." Hou Tu sighed, "Brothers and sisters, please listen to my eldest brother."

A drop of golden blood appeared in the void again.

The remaining ten great witch ancestors were unwilling to accept this, but seeing their eldest brother and younger sister like this, and Yang Gui's overwhelming momentum standing beside them, they could only admit defeat.

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

Only Hou Tu is left here.

The essence and blood of the twelve ancestor witches floated in the void, and the aura of the laws intertwined together and there was a tendency for them to merge.

Upon seeing this, Yang Gui quickly collected the ancestor witch's blood.

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

Yang Gui said to Hou Tu, "In the vast wilderness, there are many strong men. You look like you don't care about the world. Even if you are the descendants of Pangu, you will suffer a catastrophe sooner or later."

Hou Tu smiled bitterly, "Thank you for your guidance, senior."

The twelve brothers and sisters were born this way, and there was undoubtedly little hope of changing their tempers.

"That's all."

Yang Gui glanced at Hou Tu indifferently.

Disappeared here in the blink of an eye.

"I can't see Pangu Temple anymore. I'd better 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 plotted against by Hongjun has been smoothed out a lot."

(End of this chapter)