Chapter 160 Second Uncle Shouldn’t Be so reckless...right?

Gonggong turned around and saw that the indignation that had not dissipated was still clearly visible on the faces of his brothers and sisters.

Seeing this scene, Gonggong felt regret and self-blame in his heart like a tide.

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Without any hesitation, he bent his legs and knelt down on his knees without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, a heartbreaking cry suddenly sounded: "Second uncle... Gonggong has realized his mistake!! I... I really never thought it was you. ..."

But for a long time, there was still no response from the Qiankun Cauldron.

When Gonggong saw this, he suddenly turned his head and his eyes fell directly on the inner wall of the Qiankun Cauldron.

In an instant, a trace of determination and severity flashed in his eyes.

With a trace of sadness, he stood up without saying a word, and all the power in his body was activated like a surging torrent.

It was like a rainbow of light rushing towards that side.

He dared to insult his second uncle. This...if he didn't die, it would be unforgivable!

Now, only by being killed on the spot can he relieve the hatred in his heart.

Eliminate the resentment in the hearts of the second uncle and the other brothers and sisters.

When they saw Gonggong's decisive move, the other ancestral witches couldn't help but change their expressions.

They all just wanted to teach Gonggong a lesson so that he would remember it for a long time, but they did not let Gonggong really seek death.

With the power of the second uncle's magical weapon, Gonggong could hit him with only his physical body, and he would definitely die!

But then I thought about it, this is my second uncle’s magic weapon after all, I believe that my second uncle must be watching.

If the second uncle has the intention to forgive Gonggong, he will definitely help him. If the second uncle has no intention, then... they can only add a few more sticks of incense to Gonggong.

Thinking of this, the other ancestral witches gritted their teeth, with a look of determination on their faces.

He didn't take action to intercept, but stood there with a solemn expression.

His eyes were like a torch, staring at Gonggong's retreating figure.

Soon, Gonggong was like a rainbow light, approaching the inner wall of the Qiankun Cauldron.

The unknown patterns and inscriptions circulating among them made Gonggong feel a little bit creepy, and he felt that he might be completely annihilated at any time.

But he had already made up his mind. Not only did he not hesitate or pause at all, but he hit the inner wall of the Qiankun Cauldron faster and faster.

The rest of the ancestral witches looked at Gonggong's figure nervously.

However, time passed by minute by minute, and until now, there is still no movement from the second uncle...

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, it echoed throughout the entire Qiankun Cauldron. The sound was so huge that it could break a person's eardrums.

When all the ancestral witches heard this loud noise, their bodies trembled involuntarily, and pain flashed in their eyes.

And that loud noise rippled for a long time and could never calm down.

Just when Gonggong collided with the Qiankun Cauldron, his head split open with a "pop", and his brain and blood instantly mixed together and splashed out.

Then Gonggong's headless body staggered back a few steps due to the counter-shock force, and then with a "pop", the whole person suddenly fell backwards.

The whole person... there was no movement or ripple at all.

As for the Qiankun Ding, it was not stained by ashes at all.

Hong Yuan looked at the headless Gonggong who had fallen inside the Qiankun Cauldron and muttered to himself.

"Sure enough, Gonggongtou is still so strong. I, this Qiankun Ding, let alone you Taiyi Golden Immortal, they can't even hit Yang Mei when they are at their peak! But it is also very good, it is only the middle stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal. , the burst of power is almost close to Daluo Jinxian!"

After that, Hong Yuan controlled the Qiankun Cauldron and captured all the twelve ancestral witches.

"puff!"

A huge bloody hole that was enough to pierce their entire heads suddenly appeared on the heads of all the ancestral witches.

This bloody hole occupies less than half of their heads.

This scene made all the ancestral shamans who had not recovered from Gong Gong's death suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and their expressions changed involuntarily.

What is the second uncle doing? !

However, they felt relieved when they saw that Gonggong's headless body had also been captured by his second uncle, and that there were obviously many more blood holes in his body than theirs.

Fortunately, the second uncle still loves them.

Not only that, although Gonggong's brain was not very good, the second uncle still didn't seem to care much.

It's just that the blood holes on his body are obviously several times more than theirs.

Thinking of this, Zu Wu and others felt a little relieved.

However, in an instant, a golden light suddenly appeared above the Qiankun Cauldron, and streams of shining light flowed. The majestic shadows of the soul fell one after another and slowly appeared in front of them.

"Is this... the soul?! Or is it our soul?!"

Di Jiang was shaken and looked at his figure in front of him with a dull expression.

At this time, how could they still not understand what their second uncle asked before, what is the most different place between them and the outside world?

That is the soul! !

Damn it, he didn't think of such a simple question? !

Not only Di Jiang, but the other ancestral witches also scratched their heads.

Especially Zhu Jiuyin, who thought he was the smartest among his brothers and sisters, did not expect this.

If it breaks down, can I still maintain my position as a think tank in the future? !

I just don’t know how the second uncle did it. Among them, they actually felt their own aura in the soul in front of them.

It was a breath that came from the same source as himself.

It was as if the shadow of the Yuanshen in front of him was created by himself.

The other ancestor witches were the same.

Not only that, this Yuanshen of theirs was even higher than their current cultivation.

All of them were at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm.

This was not a little bit higher.

Thinking of this, they were also stunned.

Didn’t the second uncle want to directly stuff this Yuanshen into their bodies? !

Their current physical bodies were barely at the level of the Taiyi Golden Immortal. Even the strongest Dijiang was only at the late stage of the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Directly force the Yuanshen of the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm into their bodies.

Aren’t you afraid that they will explode on the spot? !

The second uncle shouldn’t be so reckless... right?

Just when the ancestor witches thought of this, they saw that the twelve Yuanshens suddenly moved and rushed towards them respectively.

Looking at the Yuanshen rushing towards them.

The faces of the ancestor witches changed one after another, no, wait.

Second uncle, wait a minute!!

This is too loud, they can't bear it!!

Slow down!

Then, nine shrill sounds like slaughtering pigs sounded, echoing in the whole Qiankun Ding.

As for why there were only nine sounds.

That was because Houtu, Xuanming and Gonggong did not shout.

Houtu and Xuanming only felt that their Yuanshen exuded an extremely warm warmth.

Like a flowing spring, it slowly flowed into their bodies.

That feeling, don't mention how comfortable it was, why would he shout?

As for Gonggong, because of the collision, the immortal aura was mostly consumed by the Qiankun Ding, and now he has no head. The whole person is in a daze, and he has not yet completely woken up. How can he shout?

Only the torso is constantly wriggling, like a maggot.

But fortunately, with the rhythm of the Yuanshen and Qiankun Ding, Gonggong's body is constantly recovering, and his head slowly grows out.

He just hasn't woken up yet.