When Ancestor Minghe heard this, his old face turned as red as a pig's liver. He looked like he wanted to swallow Xuan Qing alive. However, when he saw the Three Pure Ones behind Xuan Qing, the corner of his eye twitched violently. He snorted coldly and said,"Hmph, I won't trouble you, Fellow Daoist!"
"Uh, no trouble, no trouble. It's just a business deal. Why don't Fellow Daoist Minghe reconsider?”
Xuan Qing looked like a profiteer as she smiled at Ancestor Minghe.
Ancestor Netherworld frowned and was about to speak.
At this moment, a discordant voice sounded.
"Aiyoyo, it's quite lively today. We're the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery of the Pangu Clan. Make way, make way…"
Everyone turned around and saw twelve gods with different expressions and violent auras walking over.
The one who spoke was a demon god with a beast head and a human body. He was covered in red scales, had fire snakes in his ears, and stood on fire dragons.
Xuan Qing's gaze darkened when she saw the twelve Ancestors of Sorcerer. She muttered,""Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery!"
The one who had spoken earlier was the Ancestral Sorcerer of Fire from the south, Zhurong!
Dijun and Taiyi looked at each other.
Donghuang Taiyi said loudly," Yo, this can't be right. Fellow Daoist Four Pure claimed to be of the Pangu orthodox sect, and these twelve fellow Daoists also claimed to be of the Pangu orthodox sect. Could it be that one of them is fake?”
Donghuang Taiyi's roar caused the scene to explode. The gods discussed animatedly.
"That's right. How can there be two Pangu orthodox sects?”
"Yes, one of them must be fake, but who is fake? The Four Pure Ones were formed by the Primordial Spirit of Father God Pangu, and I heard that the Wu Tribe was formed by the Blood Essence of Father God Pangu. It's hard to say who's the real one…"
"The name of Pangu's orthodox sect is not something that anyone can obtain. One of them must be fake!”
Hearing the discussion of the gods and devils, Emperor Jun and Taiyi smiled knowingly, as if their scheme had succeeded.
The purpose of Emperor Jun and Taiyi was very simple. They wanted to cause a fight between the Four Pure Ones and the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
They had a feud with the Four Pure Ones and the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. If the two sides could fight over this matter, it would be a happy event for them to kill two birds with one stone.
Xuan Qing couldn't help but frown slightly and cast a deep glance at Emperor Jun and Taiyi.
Their smiles froze on their faces. They hurriedly avoided Xuan Qing's gaze, not daring to look at her.
To the Three Pure Ones, the golden signboard of the Pangu Orthodox Sect was more important than their lives.
Ever since they had transformed into human beings, they had been walking around the Primordial Continent with this name. Wherever they went, all the gods and devils were respectful to them because of this golden signboard. Now, someone was snatching this golden signboard from them. How could they agree?
To put it bluntly, it was all the fault of the Pangu orthodox sect!
Although the name of the Pangu orthodox sect was good, they did not know that it was easy to attract jealousy!
Emperor Jun and Taiyi took advantage of this to force the Four Pure Ones to fight with the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery!
As expected, the thick-skinned Primordial Heaven Supreme snorted and stepped forward. He said coldly,"We, the Four Pure Ones of Pangu, are transformed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit. We are the true Pangu. Fellow Daoists, please take back your words. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!”
Sect Master Tongtian also stepped out. The sword qi around his body rushed into the sky, and he was as sharp as an unsheathed sword. He said coldly,"Humph, I hope that the twelve fellow Daoists will not use the name of the Pangu orthodox sect to travel the Primordial Continent in the future. Otherwise, the Four Pure Ones are not to be trifled with!”
Even the usually calm Grand Supreme Father took a step forward. Although he did not speak, a cold glint flashed in his eyes. It was obvious that he was truly angry.
"Haha, take it back? What a joke, we are the real Pangu. The four of you can go wherever you want. Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite!”
Gonggong, the northern Grand Wizard of Water, who had a python head and a human body, wore black scales, stood on a black dragon, and had a green python wrapped around his hand, said disdainfully.
"Yeah, you want us to take it back? We, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, have never dared to speak to us like this when we've traveled the Primordial Continent! If you want to take it back, you should take it back, hahaha…"
With a snake in his mouth and a snake in his hand, the Ancestor of Thunder, Qiang Liang, who had a tiger head and a human body, four hooves and long elbows, laughed loudly.
"Pangu Four Pure Ones, what a joke. In front of us twelve ancestors, you are nothing. You want us to take back what we said?”
Rushou, who had a human face and a tiger body, was covered in golden scales, had wings, and had a snake in his left ear. He was riding two dragons and laughed loudly.
All of a sudden, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery burst into laughter, as if they did not take the Four Pure Ones of Pangu seriously at all.
"You're courting death!"
The Three Pure Ones were furious and were about to attack.
At this moment, Xuan Qing stepped out and laughed,""Three big brothers, please wait a moment. There is no need for big brothers to do anything to deal with these twelve bugs.”
To Xuan Qing, the Three Pure Ones had saved him many times, so it was time for him to do something for them.
What the Three Pure Ones cared about the most was the name of the Pangu Orthodox Sect, so Xuan Qing decided to step forward and help the Three Pure Ones regain their face.
"Fourth brother…"
The Three Pure Ones exclaimed.
They had never expected Xuan Qing to come out alone and deal with the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery's aura was violent, and it was obvious that they were not easy to deal with.
The Three Pure Ones even felt that it would not be easy for them to take down the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery if they attacked together.
Xuan Qing was only an expert at the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm, the same realm as the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. Under such circumstances, it would be unwise to fight against the twelve alone.
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