The Three Pure Ones were formed by Pangu's Primordial Spirit, and the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were formed by Pangu's Blood Essence. They were somewhat related.
But neither side thought so.
It could only be said that each of them was their own.
You walk your sunny path, I cross my wooden bridge.
The group of Ancestors of Sorcery looked at each other and finally looked at Houtu.
Houtu thought for a while and said,"
"No matter what, let's meet first.”
The Sorcerer Tribe and the Three Pure Ones did not have any conflict of interest, nor did they have any grudges or grudges. It was just that they did not affect the two sides at all.
Therefore, Houtu felt that they should meet.
"Since that's the case, let's meet. All of you should control your temper. Don't embarrass the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery and God Father in front of outsiders.”
Emperor Jiang made the decision and then warned the others.
Meeting is just a meeting. Be honest and don't cause trouble. Otherwise, it won't be good for anyone if it blows up.
If such a thing really happened, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery would be the most embarrassed. They didn't even have the courtesy to treat their guests.
To think that you still dare to call yourself the orthodox Pangu. Pangu's face has been completely thrown away by you.
Why are you looking at me?
Could it be that I, Zhurong, am the kind of person who would cause trouble?
Zhurong expressed its dissatisfaction with Emperor Jiang staring at it.
Unfortunately, no one would speak up for him because all the Ancestors of Sorcery could control him, except Zhurong.
This guy was like a powder keg that could blow up anyone. He could even blow up his own people, let alone outsiders.
If Big Brother didn't warn you, who else would he warn?
"What a dense baleful aura."
It was said that because of the Wu Tribe, the killing intent around Mount Buzhou was soaring. However, compared to the Divine Hall of Pangu, the killing intent outside was not even qualified to carry shoes.
It was no wonder that the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery liked to hide here and cultivate. They would not run out for no reason, except when they were fighting.
To the Sorcerer Tribe, this kind of environment was simply a paradise made in heaven.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery cultivated in the Pangu Divine Hall at a speed several times faster than outside.
However, if outsiders entered the Pangu Divine Hall, they would feel very uncomfortable because their primordial spirits would be affected by the baleful aura.
It was not polluted, but it was the same as throwing ordinary people into a place with excessive carbon dioxide. It made people uncomfortable to breathe and feel uncomfortable all over.
It was a little unbearable. No wonder every member of the Sorcerer Tribe was full of murderous aura, causing the murderous aura around Mount Buzhou to soar. The environment in the Pangu Divine Hall made Li Tong and Tongtian feel a little uncomfortable.
Fortunately, he could endure it. If he stayed here for a long time, he definitely wouldn't be able to take it.
"Since the two of you are here, say what you have to say.”
Li Tong and Tongtian did not say anything. They looked around and looked over, causing the expressions of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery to quickly darken.
"Why are you still hiding? The outside world has long known about it. Haven't you noticed that more and more people have been watching your Sorcerer Tribe recently?”
Li Tong actually quite admired the Sorcerer Tribe.
It was fortunate that the Sorcerer Tribe was strong enough. If it were any other race, they would have been exterminated a hundred times over.
"What do you mean?"
Emperor Jiang frowned.
What was hidden?
Could it be?
Impossible, these clansmen were all hidden well.
He had only released a portion of them. How would the outside world know?
The hearts of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery skipped a beat. Even Zhurong, who had the worst temper, was about to flare up.
Fortunately, Houtu had the foresight to pull him back.
"May I ask what you mean? What are we hiding?"
He still didn't want to confess.
Li Tong smiled and said to Houtu, who was obviously the master of the house,
" As for what you're hiding, you all know very well. It's just that you think it's hidden, but you don't know that the Demon Tribe already knows about it. Your Sorcerer Tribe suffered heavy losses in the war between the Sorcerer Tribe and the Demon Tribe, but your reproduction speed is very slow.
Even though he hid it well, if he wanted others to not know, he had to do it. There was no wall in the world that could not be leaked.”
"Bastard!"
Emperor Jiang was so angry that he punched the ground, causing the entire Pangu Sacred Hall to shake. The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had spent so much blood essence to create a large number of Wu Tribe people and then hide them, trying to trick the Demon Tribe.
When the Demon Tribe thought that they had suffered great losses and could not hold on any longer, they would attack. Then, countless Voodoo Tribesmen would rush out and give the Voodoo Tribe a surprise.
Who knew that this surprise would be exposed.
Emperor Jiang wasn't targeting Li Tong, and he wasn't scolding Li Tong and Tongtian either. Instead, he was scolding the demi-humans.
Of course, there was also the person who leaked the secret.
"Enough."
Houtu stopped Emperor Jiang, who was furious. As for Zhurong, it had already been controlled by Xuan Ming and Goumang.
Otherwise, with Zhurong's temper, it would be strange if it didn't explode.
After stopping Emperor Jiang and telling him not to be angry, Houtu turned to Li Tong and forced a smile.
"Since Fellow Daoist has come to the land of the Shaman Tribe, the person who leaked this information must have nothing to do with the Three Pure Ones. I wonder if Fellow Daoist can tell me who told the Demon Tribe about the Shaman Tribe?”
Don't let me know who did this, or I'll teach you a lesson!!!
Ah!
He was so angry that he exploded!
Houtu looked calm on the surface, but in fact, she was already furious.
Which bastard did this?
I, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, am not done with you!
"If I did not know who sent the message, I would not have come here with junior brother today. However…"
I know who it is, but there are conditions.
I didn't tell the Sorcerer Tribe this news for no reason.
It was fine for the Demon Race, but it was not easy to take advantage of the Sorcerer Race.
In order for the Three Purities Sect to have a smoother journey, Li Tong had no choice but to shamelessly do it and first obtain a huge favor.
Moreover, Li Tong didn't want other people's favors. He wanted Houtu's.
Who asked Houtu to build the Six Paths of Reincarnation?
However, he couldn't do this when negotiating terms. Otherwise, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery would think that Li Tong had some ulterior motive for Houtu.
Li Tong wanted to say something but hesitated. Houtu knew that everything was not that simple. There were conditions.
"If you have any conditions, please state them. As long as we Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery can fulfill them, we will definitely not decline.”
Taking a deep breath, Houtu looked at the others. The others had no objections. The Three Pure Ones were not related to you, so why would they give you face?
If there were no conditions, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery might not be at ease, thinking that the Three Pure Ones would plot against them.
One thing was another. Everyone had to make an equal transaction. Doing so would instead make them feel at ease.
We got inside information, but we also paid for it.
Looking at the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, Li Tong said frankly,"
"Nothing else. I want a favor from you, Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.”
"A favor?"
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