"My life and death are trivial matters, but if my witch tribe is surviving on the edge of the universe, it will always be a piece in the hands of others. You can kill me, but you can't ignore what I said. The witch tribe must go out. If this continues, the witch tribe will never have a chance to turn over."

The Zu Emperor's face looked a little ugly and he snorted coldly.

A woman walked out and said, "What he said is some truth. If the rumors are true, the second time the door of immortality is opened and we don't participate, our witch clan will never have a day to come out."

Following the woman, several powerful witch clans walked out.

"If the door of eternal life is not opened, it is a good thing for our witch clan to stay here, but if the door of eternal life is opened, our witch clan will always become a chess piece of the universe and an ant."

The ancestor emperor was silent, and after a long time, he sighed and said, "Have you ever thought about these things? But if my witch clan does not cultivate his soul, he is destined to be unable to participate in the battle for eternal life. I have been in seclusion for the past few years to find a way for the witch clan to cultivate his soul. It's a pity..."

The other party suddenly opened his mouth. If the ancestor emperor hadn't been talking, he would have started talking long ago.

When the ancestor emperor saw the other party's actions, he heard it and said, "Tell me what you have seen and done before you die!"

Xiangqian said: "I left the witch clan and finally returned to the center of the universe after countless years. I realized that the witch clan was forced to the center of the universe was planned. They feared the strong body of our witch clan, so they joined forces to squeeze our witch clan away."

The ancestor emperor nodded and naturally knew what Xiang Qian said.

However, there are constant conspiracies from others, and the witch tribe itself is also considered.

"When I arrived at Wuliang Mountain, I was just about to catch up with the opening of the Gate of Eternal Life. I was very excited at that time. I participated in the battle to open the Gate of Eternal Life..."

"Wait..." An old man who looked extremely old shouted and Xiang Qiang.

He stopped forward and continued to speak, but said respectfully, "Please ask Ji Zu."

The old man nodded and said, "You said you participated in the first battle to open the Gate of Eternal Life? As far as I know, your strength is certainly very strong, but with your strength back then, I am afraid that you still lack a little..."

Xiang Qian's face turned slightly red, and then said, "In fact, it was a bit boring to say that I participated in the gate of Eternal Life to open the formation. I just witnessed the process of that battle of Eternal Life. I relied on the powerful body of the witch clan to save my life in that battle of Eternal Life. I saw the fall of the Holy Lord of Hongmeng, and saw the rules of Hongjun Tower breaking, the origin of the source is everywhere, and then it fell in front of me..."

"What?"

Hearing this, not only did Ji Zu say so much, but the Zu Emperor, who had always had a solemn expression, stood up in surprise.

Almost everyone in the hall stared forward with eager eyes, and no one didn't know about the Hongjun Tower. There were not many people who had never heard of the Hongmeng Holy Lord.

The ancestor emperor quickly calmed down and stared forward and asked in a voice. "Are you talking about the Eternal Life Hongjun Tower when our chaotic universe first opened?"

Although he knew that Xiangqian was talking about this, he still asked, which showed how important Hongjun Tower was in his heart.

He nodded forward and said in a serious tone, "Yes, it is indeed the Eternal Hongjun Tower. I was able to barely save my life because I got the Hongjun Tower, and then escaped from the Wangshan Mountain where the Gate of Eternal Life opened..."

"Hongjun Tower is still on you?"

Although the ancestor emperor knew that this was impossible, he still couldn't help asking.

He shook his head forward. "No, after I got the Hongjun Tower, I found the way to cultivate my soul through the original breath of Hongmeng. Then my strength improved greatly..."

"Have you found a way for my witch clan to cultivate his soul?"

The ancestor emperor was even more excited. The precious Hongjun Tower was just a world of eternal life.

However, the method of the witch clan's spiritual soul cultivation is rebirth and a kind of nirvana for the witch clan.

The witch clan has great physical strength, and even magical powers are all powerful magical powers. The only shortcoming is that it cannot cultivate the soul.

It is precisely because of this that when the witch tribe fights with the cultivators, they suffer great losses every time.

If countless ways to cultivate souls can be solved, why should the witch clan hide in this corner for countless years?

Ji Zu was also very excited. He forced himself to stabilize his voice and asked, "Did your Hongjun Tower be lost when it fell? If so, even if my witch clan gathers the power of the entire clan, he will still regain the Hongjun Tower belonging to our witch clan."

Xiang Feng took a breath and said again, "I underestimated the cunning of those cultivators. I actually thought that people like the Holy Lord of Hongmeng would fall at once, allowing me to get the Hongjun Tower."

"Is the fall of the Holy Lord Hongmeng fake? Or is the Hongjun Tower fake?"

Even though I knew that I was not qualified to speak, I still couldn't help asking for a question.

He said in a deep voice, "Hongjun Tower is true. If it is false, I cannot understand the method of the witch clan to cultivate the soul, nor can I increase my strength several times. It is also true that the body of the Holy Lord of Hongmeng fell, but his soul was hidden in the Hongjun Tower. When I strengthened my breath, I nourished his soul. The Hongjun Tower fell beside me, which was originally intentional. Finally one day, he attacked me..."

"Holy Lord Hongmeng killed you?"

The ancestor emperor frowned slightly. The Holy Lord Hongmeng was strong, but if he really wanted to kill Xiangqian, his ancestor emperor would not be easy to talk to.

He sighed forward and said, "If I just killed me, it would be fine. He deprived me of all my luck and robbed me of all my vitality and prospects. At that time, I realized what it meant to throw the Hongjun Tower out and pick it up for me."

Ji Zu frowned and asked, "So Hongjun Pagoda is still in the hands of the Holy Lord of Hongmeng?"

He replied forward, "I don't know if the Hongjun Tower is still in the hands of the Holy Lord of Hongmeng, but I guess he won't use me alone. After he snatched my luck, he might continue to snatch other people's luck. If so, he will also throw the Hongjun Tower to the next unlucky owner. Keep going..."

The ancestor shook his head, "No, I know this person, Hongmeng Holy Lord. He can only rob the luck of a few people at most. Your luck is protected by my witch clan and is considered a great luck. In fact, you have the Hongjun Tower and have obtained the way for the witch clan to cultivate the soul. Even if the luck is deprived, it is not a loss. If the Holy Lord Hongmeng abandons the Hongjun Tower again, it may not be as simple as robbing luck."

After saying this, the ancestor emperor fell silent.

After a while, he suddenly said, "Tell me how to cultivate my soul, and then go to the witch clan's holy tree to snatch your luck. Humph, is my witch clan's luck so easy to snatch? You, the Holy Lord of Hongmeng, can you do it?"

"ah……"

Looking forward at the Ancestral Emperor in surprise, his luck was taken away, but in fact the road ahead had been isolated. Unexpectedly, the Ancestral Emperor would ask him to go under the witch clan's holy tree to seize his luck.

He knew that the witch clan holy tree was the luck of the witch clan, so he was not qualified to get close.

The ancestor emperor was surprised and puzzled when he saw Xiangqian, and his tone was relieved, "Your contribution to the witch clan is a milestone for my witch clan. Although you have lost the Hongjun Tower again, you have gotten back what you should get back. Moreover, my witch clan will still snatch back this Hongjun Tower in the future and hand it over to you. After you snatch your luck from the witch clan's holy tree, you will be ready to participate in the second battle to open the Gate of Eternal Life..."

"Ancestral Emperor..." Xiangqian was not just a surprise this time, but ecstasy, "Is my witch clan finally going out to fight for the position of eternal life?"

The ancestor emperor nodded and was about to speak when he saw a disciple of the witch clan hurried to the gate of the imperial palace.

"What's the matter?"

The ancestor emperor's smile was restrained. If there was no important thing in the witch clan meeting like the imperial palace, it would not be allowed to be disturbed.

Since there are still disciples who dare to come in at this time, it means that there is indeed something important.

"The ancestor emperor is here, and two Taoist cultivators came outside. The black-faced Taoist cultivator said, "My witch clan is about to perish, and he comes to help." The disciple hurriedly answered respectfully at the entrance of the hall.

The ancestor emperor snorted coldly, "A Taoist cultivator dares to be rampant here, go lock him up and imprison him first..."

"Hahaha..." A crazy laugh came from the door of the imperial palace. Following this crazy laughter, a slightly sandy voice said loudly, "Ancestor Emperor, the second gate of immortality is about to open. I will come to help the rise of the witch clan. The witch clan is not a way to treat me like this."

"Who are you, dare to speak wildly?"

The voice of the ancestor emperor had calmed down. This Taoist cultivator was very strong, and he could feel it.

The door to eternal life is about to open, so it is better to offend such powerful people as little as possible.

"I am the Lord of the Nine Void Demon Ye Feng, if the Ancestor Emperor is willing to make friends with me, I will help the Witch Clan with all my heart. If the Ancestor Emperor looks down on me, I will leave immediately, and there is no other word."

After saying this, Ye Feng had already appeared at the door of the Imperial Palace.

The ancestor emperor said indifferently, "Since that's the case, Brother Ye, please come in."

Ye Feng's voice was still slow, "The Imperial Palace is the important place where the Witch Clan Club is located. How dare I enter, an outsider. I will wait outside and wait until the ancestor emperor is finished before we talk to me in detail."

The ancestor emperor nodded without persuading him. He knew that this was an extremely cunning person.

The other party does not enter the imperial palace because the imperial palace is the important place of the witch clan.

But because the Imperial Palace is the treasure of the Witch Clan, after entering, his Witch Clan was held in his hands.

...

In the vast void where there was originally nothing, a huge rock suddenly appeared like a planet.

In the middle of the boulder, the roar of Taoist rhymes roared, and a man in blue shirt stood in the void between the roaring Taoist rhymes.

This huge rock appeared from the void because of the roar of Taoist rhyme.

In the roaring Taoist rhyme, various rules were also condensed.

A vast and distant power spreads outward with the man in blue shirt as the center.

With a long roar, the roaring Taoist rhyme and rules were completely integrated.

The one who blends the rhyme of the Great Heavenly Lord is Yang Feng, who has been practicing and understanding on the Kunlun Stone. After countless years of repeated tempering and condensing enlightenment of the Taoist rhyme, he finally entered the late stage of the Great Heavenly Lord.

After Yang Feng completely entered the late stage of the Great Heavenly Lord, the Taoist rhyme around Yang Feng on Kunlun Stone was still rolling like a tide, without any intention of calming down.

At this time, his cultivation was still rising wildly, and the rules of aura merged into his Taoist rhyme, as if it was endless.

On Kunlun Stone, a little far from Yang Feng, the man in yellow stood up again.

He stared at Yang Feng's position fiercely, and he knew that Yang Feng had completely entered the late stage of the Great Heavenly Lord.

This kind of power of cultivation and the magnificent scene of enlightenment of Taoism are by no means something that ordinary practitioners can do.

If the Hongjun Tower is still on him, these promotion power and insight scenes are all his.

Looking at Yang Feng's cultivation level, the man in yellow took his gaze back, and he reached out and carefully stroked the vast Kunlun Stone.

He had made up his mind that he would take Kunlun Stone away no matter what.

Turning Kunlun Stone into his world, only by having a treasure like Kunlun Stone that creates the world can he have the opportunity to avenge his revenge.
Chapter completed!