I am the ancestor of the ancient people, and at the beginning, I abolished the Holy Mother.

Slowly stroking Hou Tu's hair and constantly comforting him, Ye Yang also felt a little sad in his heart. He gave you a hope but didn't let you realize it, so anxious.

"Although the ancestral witches inherited the Pangu bloodline, they were born in the innate. Your body has reached the limit of reaching the innate treasure level. Unless you can reproduce the orthodox Pangu bloodline and raise your feet to the level of chaos, you will stop for life. Here it is.”

Speaking of this, Ye Yang also thought of himself. Could it be that his limit is Dao Ancestor?

No, I don't accept this outcome.

Suddenly, a violent anger broke out.

"Ye Yang, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

This anger came and went quickly, and suddenly Ye Yang seemed to feel something in his heart.

"Maybe there is a way."

As if he thought of something, Ye Yang suddenly looked at Hou Tu. As a result, Ye Yang was embarrassed. This gesture made Ye Yang feel impulsive.

"any solution?"

Hou Tu can't control so much. As long as there is hope, no matter how much pain it takes, he is willing.

"No, what the hell, Hou Tu, you get up first, it's easy for you to knock eggs like this."

Hou Tu was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing, and he suddenly felt embarrassed.

After a while, he finally regained his composure:

"Ye Yang, what method did you just say?"

"Ahem, aren't you too bad at your feet? Then I'll find a way to help you restore Pangu's bloodline."

"What? Restore the bloodline of Father God?"

Like a bolt from the blue, the ancestral witch Houtu's mind went blank on the spot. Restore Pangu's bloodline? is it possible?

"That's right, it's to restore your Pangu bloodline. Only in this way can you improve your heels and improve your body quality to reach the level of Chaos Spiritual Treasure."

Ye Yang had a sudden idea, which was actually an atavism in the memory of later generations. It was just that each of the twelve ancestral witches inherited a part of Pangu's bloodline. If he wanted to return to Pangu and reappear the Pangu bloodline, unless the twelve ancestral witches were resurrected, this was obviously impossible.

But Ye Yang found another way. He happened to still have the blood essence of the Twelve Ancestral Witches in his hand. Although it was not much, as long as there was an introduction, he could spend time to perfect and grow it.

"It's impossible for this person. Each of our twelve ancestral witches inherit the lineage of Father God. Now the eleven ancestral witches have died. Although the ten halls of Yama inherit the bloodline of the ancestral witches, we are in the prehistoric world and cannot do anything without immeasurable calamities. Those who came from the ancient times."

Come on, I gave you a hope, but I played with you again, but Ye Yang smiled slightly and said:

"Don't forget, I still have it here."

Yes, Hou Tu reacted instantly.

"Quick, give it to me, I want it."

Oh my God

"Sister, sister, please wait for a moment. It's not convenient here. Let's leave Honghuang first."

"good."

In an instant, wrapped in the power of the tunnel, Ye Yang and the ancestral witch Houtu rushed directly into the depths of chaos. After a long time, they came to the chaotic place where they had devoured flesh and blood.

"I can no longer sense the tunnel here. It should be fine here."

"it should be OK."

After the words fell, Ye Yang waved one hand, and twelve drops of ancestral witch essence blood appeared in front of his eyes, and the result was an instant of chaos and evil energy.

"Hiss——, it is indeed the essence and blood of the ancestral witch. Although it is not all, it is still powerful."

Ye Yang waved with one hand, and Houtu Jingxue was taken back by himself. After all, he was here.

"Houtu, you can take most of it and leave a little for me."

"good."

Although he didn't know why Ye Yang kept a trace of ancestral witch essence and blood, Houtu did not ask. He only saw that with a big gulp, most of the other ancestral witch essences and blood rushed into the body of ancestral witch Houtu.

"Ye Yang, spread out, quickly——"

"Fuck——."

Only seeing terrifying energy fluctuations coming from Hou Tu's body, Ye Yang was so frightened that he immediately withdrew the other ancestral witch essence blood, and then retreated hundreds of millions of kilometers away.

"Roar--."

There was a sudden roar, and a terrifying wave was seen coming from the body of Zu Wu Houtu.

"This Pangu's aura? No, it's just a feeling. The bloodline is too weak."

Even so, it cannot be compared with a former Houtu.

Waves of terrifying power swept across all directions, no less powerful than the last Chaos Spiritual Treasure impact.

"Not good, it's dangerous."

Ye Yang was horrified and immediately shouted loudly:

"The back soil has to go to the deepest place, and it is dangerous."

Swish——.

At this moment, Houtu's magic power surged, and he didn't know how much distance he had covered by just moving. Anyway, he only felt that the pressure disappeared.

But before Ye Yang could react, a sudden tugging force forced him to leave.

"this"

In an instant, Ye Yang didn't know how far he ran. He only saw a sky-holding giant in front of him constantly releasing terrifying power.

"Is this Houtu you?"

Ye Yang has incarnated hundreds of millions of dharma bodies, but standing in front of him at this moment is no match for one of Hou Tu's toes.

"Human Ancestor, the blood in my body is degenerating, and my mana is skyrocketing. No, I feel a trace of silk. I want to retreat, don't disturb me."

Without any time to think, Hou Tu sat down directly in the void.

“Fuck, oh my god, help—.”

Bangdang——.

Suddenly the sky darkened, and Ye Yang was directly suppressed by Hou Tu.

"Houtu, yucky vomit——."

As a result, he passed out happily. The terrifying power of law continued to surround Hou Tu's body. He could only vaguely see dragons circling around Hou Tu's body. The blood in his body was filled with twelve channels, and he was fighting crazily. .

If the strength of Hou Tu's body hadn't been increased to the level of an innate treasure, he would have probably exploded and died. This has nothing to do with his cultivation level.

But the good thing is that in the process of constant fighting, Hou Tu's body is slowly getting stronger, and he is also slowly absorbing the energy released by these twelve blood vessels.

At the same time, these twelve bloodlines began to slowly merge in the constant melee.

Perhaps the initial fusion was only a tiny bit, but it quickly grew in size in the next moment, as if a single spark started a prairie fire.

boom

A terrifying pressure was released, and the endless chaos around him was bounced away by a terrifying force.

"Roar--."

With a roar, the aura of the ancestral witch Houtu rose to a higher level, and his entire body also faintly released golden light, directly illuminating the surrounding chaos.

Then I saw the rapid fusion in the blood, and a torrent of fire ignited in the body, and then turned into a golden fire dragon and attacked the meridians all over the body.

I saw that all the places where the fire dragon wandered were merged. After a long time, the twelve bloodlines were completely merged together.

Ouch——.

Like a dragon's roar, Houtu's body returned to calmness in the next moment. There were no longer twelve bloodlines of the ancestral witch in his body, only one bloodline flowing throughout his body.

"Is this the end?"

The ancestral witch Houtu slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly felt a little disappointed in his heart. Is this the end? What about the promotion of heels? How do you feel that you are still an innate treasure?

Weng——.

At this moment, a vast and eternal aura suddenly burst out, and the ancestor witch Houtu's forehead lit up.

"this is"

A mark appears.