"Xuanyuan? Let him come in!" Zhou Heng said.

"Your Majesty, that's the empress, and I will take it back first!" Liu Bowen said.

"Well, go down!" Zhou Heng nodded.

After a while, Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi walked in.

"See Your Majesty!" Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi bowed slightly.

"Is there anything to do with me?" Zhou Heng asked.

"Your Majesty, my uncle—"

Zhou Heng waved his hand, "Do you want to ask for a fight?"

Xuanyuan bowed and said, "Please help your majesty!"

Since he came to this world, he has not participated in many battles.

Except for the time on the ancient battlefield, he was conquering the North Sea, but he did not participate in the West Sea this time and the previous time on the Western Wilderness Region.

He wants to restore his strength as soon as possible and become stronger!

To do this, you must make enough credit.

Although he also made great contributions to guarding the Great Zhou Empire, he felt that it was still a bit worse than going out to fight.

Zhou Heng looked at Emperor Xuanyuan deeply, and nodded after a moment, "Okay, three days later, you can follow Yang Jian and the others to the Northern Wilderness Region!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi said gratefully.

"Go down!"

Zhou Heng waved.

"I'll leave at the end!"

Emperor Xuanyuan retreated.

Zhou Heng stood in the pavilion, looking at Xuanyuan Huangdi's back as he left, not knowing what he was thinking.

...

It took a full day, when night fell and the soft moonlight shrouded, Zhou Heng woke up like a dream.

"System, summon Houtu, Xuanming, and Shebi corpse to me!"

Zhou Heng happened to have three chances to summon all the loyal witches, and he planned to gather all the twelve ancestor witches.

"Ding! Begin to summon gods and demons with all your loyalty!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for summoning to Houtu!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for summoning Xuanming!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for summoning Shebi corpse!"

"Buzz!"

A round of black holes emerged, and three figures emerged one after another.

One of them was a hideous giant beast with a dark blue body, accompanied by bone spurs.

There is also a snake's tail, seven hands behind the back, both hands on the chest, and hands holding the snake in both hands.

The last one is human face and animal body, with both ears resemble dogs, and a green snake hangs on the ears.

They are: the ancestor of the rain, Xuanming, the ancestor of the central soil, Houtu, and the ancestor of the poison, Shebi.

At this point, the twelve ancestor witches finally gathered.

"System, call out the attribute list of the three great ancestor witches." Zhou Heng quickly ordered in his heart.

"Xuanming comes from myths and legends."

"Race: Witch Clan!"

"Identity: The Ancestor Witch of Rain."

"Cultivation: The perfection of Daluo Hunyuan Realm."

"Technique: Witch God's Art! Use your strength to prove the Tao!"

"Pracial power: the realm of ice!"

“Loyalty: 100%!”

...

"Houtu comes from myths and legends!"

"Race: Witch Clan!"

"Identity: The Ancestor Witch of the Earth!"

"Cultivation: The Great Luo Hunyuan Realm is perfect!"

"Technique: The Witch God's Art, use your strength to prove the Tao!"

"Supernatural Powers: Six Paths of Reincarnation!"

“Loyalty: 100%!”

...

"Shabi corpse comes from myths and legends!"

"Race: Witch Clan!"

"Identity: Poison Ancestor Witch."

"Cultivation: The Great Luo Hunyuan Realm is perfect!"

"Technique: The Witch God's Art, use your strength to prove the Tao!"

"Super Powers: The Poison of Heavenly Source! The Realm of Ten Thousand Poisons!"

“Loyalty: 100%!”

...

It just happened to be five major realms higher than Zhou Heng.

Unfortunately, Zhou Heng is not Taiyi Sanxian Realm now, otherwise the gods and demons summoned by Death Death will be the ninth level of the Holy Realm.

"Xuanming (Houtu, Shebizi) meets His Majesty!"

After the three great ancestor witches came out, they quickly greeted each other.

They are fully loyal to Zhou Heng.

"Get up!"

Zhou Heng reached out to help the three of them up. The gathering of the twelve ancestor witches made him look forward to the twelve days of the God and Demon Array.

You should know that during the great catastrophe of the lich, the Pangu shadow summoned by the twelve ancestor witches emitted a blow comparable to a saint.

If the Donghuang Taiyi had not had the Chaos Bell, he would have been killed by the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Unfortunately, the Twelve Days of God and Demon Array can only exert one attack in the short term, which consumes too much and cannot be continuously used.

Otherwise, even if the Chaos Bell is in hand, Donghuang Taiyi and the Demon Emperor Jun will also have to hang it.

Although the twelve ancestor witches are not in their peak state now.

But if these three people are restored to the level of seeking the holy realm and the twelve ancestor witches jointly perform, they may not be able to withstand the perfect entry into the holy realm.

Unless there is a defensive innate treasure.

"Our strength!"

She Bisi and the other two sensed their cultivation level and frowned. Daluo Hunyuan Realm was perfect?

When did they become so weak?

"Although I have resurrected you, due to my own strength, I can only restore you to this level first!"

Zhou Heng could see what the two of Shebizi thought at a glance, and explained with a smile.

After Zhou Heng said this, Shebisci and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

You should know that at their peak, they were all powerful people in the quasi-saint realm, and Houtu became saints because of their body transforming into the six realms of reincarnation.

Now that it has become the perfect Hunyuan Realm of Daluo, I will inevitably feel a little panicked inside.

With the help of the memory implanted by the system, they now know the division of the cultivation level of the monks in this new world.

Above the Daluo Hunyuan Realm, there is also the holy realm, the holy realm, the holy realm, and the holy realm.

As the twelve ancestor witches, although they inherited Pangu's essence and blood, it would be almost impossible to cultivate to the peak of the quasi-saint realm of the previous life without hundreds of thousands of years.

But no matter how regrets they are, they are already dead, and it is already a great blessing to be able to survive.

If you don’t have the strength, you can still practice it.
To be continued...