Chapter 177 What Truth Are You Talking About?

This moment, this scene.

Even the surrounding mountains and rivers trembled, the wind and clouds changed color, and the spiritual energy rolled and surged.

The scene was extremely terrifying.

But what shocked those Da Luo Jinxian was that the ancestral witches in front of them were actually terrifyingly strong.

With their numbers far superior by several times, they could barely suppress these twelve people.

But what they don't know is that the Twelve Ancestral Witches have not yet taken full action.

At least now, the Twelve Ancestral Witches have only used the power of their own bodies and their own magical powers.

He didn't even use the magic weapon in his hand.

If you think that their ancestral witches specialize in cultivating the physical body and do not have spiritual treasures in their hands, you are wrong.

In fact, if it weren't for the ancestral wizards' intention to be merciful, they simply wanted to stretch their muscles and have a fight, and had no intention of fighting to the death.

Then these Da Luo Jinxian in front of me are probably already suffering heavy casualties.

In this way, a group of Da Luo Jinxian and the Twelve Ancestral Witches fought against each other for hundreds of years.

At this time, a group of Da Luo Jinxian also felt something was wrong.

Although the twelve people in front of them were fighting fiercely with them, except for the three who had just started to walk out of the Holy Land.

The remaining nine people all seemed extremely lazy, as if they were working hard but not putting forth any effort.

They even had several opportunities to seriously injure their own people.

But faced with such an opportunity, these nine people just watched quietly, and even nodded towards them politely.

This also made these Da Luo Jinxian feel a little strange in their hearts.

No, aren't they fighting to the death now?

Why are you so polite?

At this time, after Di Jiang felt the time for a while, he gently pushed away a Da Luo Jinxian in front of him.

Then he slowly turned his head and looked at Zhu Rong, Gonggong and Yeshou who were currently fighting fiercely with the enemy.

He opened his mouth and asked: "I've been having trouble with you for so long, it's almost time, right? We still have to tidy up the dojo."

Hearing this, Zhu Rong and the other three suddenly came to their senses and stepped back one after another.

Seeing Zhu Rong and the other three make their choice.

Di Jiang then looked at the group of Da Luo Jinxian in front of him.

He smiled slightly and said: "Fellow Taoists, can you listen to Di Jiang's words?"

After Di Jiang finished speaking, the group of Da Luo Jinxian in front of them couldn't help but frown.

But he hesitated and put his hand away at the same time.

They wanted to hear what Di Jiang in front of them had to say.

If they cannot be satisfied, even if they risk death, they will kill a few of the ancestral witches in front of them.

Let them know the consequences of desecrating their holy land.

And looked at the group of Da Luo Jinxian who slowly stopped.

Di Jiang first bowed slightly to them and explained with a bit of solemnity: "Di Jiang would like to apologize to all fellow Taoists. It was my little brother who was impulsive and did not tell all the fellow Taoists the reason for the matter. In fact, We did not occupy this dojo for no reason, but this dojo was given to us by our elders!”

When Di Jiang said those seemingly ordinary but earth-shattering words, everyone present could not help but froze on the spot.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the entire scene fell into deathly silence.

The faces of the Daluo Jinxian suddenly became very exciting at this moment.

After hesitating again and again, a Da Luo Jinxian finally plucked up the courage and cautiously asked everyone in Dijiang: "You guys... ahem, please forgive me for asking... fellow Taoists, who are the elders you are talking about?"

His trembling voice revealed that he was full of anxiety and uneasiness.

After hearing this, Hou Tu stood up directly.

She held her head high, with a hint of pride that could not be concealed on her face, and spoke slowly: "God Pangu is our father god, and the elder we are talking about is the current master of the prehistoric world. The master of this dojo The shaper, what you call—Tao Zun!”

Hearing Hou Tu’s decisive words.

It was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's minds, making them dizzy and unsteady.

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but shudder.

Everyone looked at each other, exchanging looks of horror and disbelief.

You look at me, I look at you.

Then he looked at the twelve ancestral witches in front of him.

His face was full of confusion.

At this time, everyone wanted to curse.

With a relationship like this, why the hell did you say it wasn’t okay from the very beginning?

Are you treating them like monkeys?

If you had said from the beginning that this dojo was given to you by the Taoist Master, would they still be here to force you? !

Di Jiang also knew what the Daluo Jinxian was thinking, so he turned to look at Zhu Rong with a solemn expression.

He said in a deep voice: "Zhu Rong, apologize to all of you fellow Taoists!"

When Zhu Rong heard this, he didn't say much.

He just stepped forward slightly.

He scratched his head and explained with a smile: "Actually, my eldest brother wanted to explain it to you at first, but I thought that someone would finally come up to find trouble. How can I stretch my muscles without a fight? It's not easy for me to have such an opportunity. We can’t let this opportunity disappear.”

"So, I spoke first and interrupted brother's explanation in advance. The purpose was to have a fight with you and learn from each other..."

Speaking of this, Zhu Rong also bowed slightly to the Da Luo Jinxian with a very sincere attitude and apologized.

"I'm sorry fellow Taoists, it's Zhu Rong's fault!"

Listening to Zhu Rong's explanation, my mentality exploded.

What the hell do you call sparring?

It's obvious that he came here for my life.

If it weren't for his relatively good physical strength, if it had been anyone else, I'm afraid Zhu Rong would have killed him on the spot.

At this time, Zhu Rong also seemed to feel what Pi was thinking.

He immediately grinned, his face a little embarrassed, and he explained with a guilty conscience: "I'm sorry, fellow Taoist, it was really not my intention to seriously hurt you. It's just that I met you just after I was born, and I wanted you to cultivate." In order to be stronger than me, I took action with all my strength. I never thought..."

Before Zhu Rong finished speaking, Di Jiang slapped Zhu Rong on the back of the head.

Zhu Rong's next words were directly interrupted.

Di Jiang glared at Zhu Rong fiercely. Look at what you said. Are you telling the truth?

Didn't you see how dark the face of the Taoist fellow in front of you was?

At this moment, Tuo's face was frighteningly gloomy, as if it was shrouded in a thick layer of dark clouds, so dark that it was beyond recognition.

Even darker than anything dark in the world.

The veins on his face were bulging, looking hideous and terrifying.

As for his body, it was shaking uncontrollably, like an old sieve, shaking constantly.

He gritted his teeth tightly, and made a creepy "crunch" sound from between his teeth.

A pair of bull's eyes stared at Zhu Rong.

It looked like he was going to eat Zhu Rong alive.

Damn it, can you speak?

If you don’t, just shut up! ! !

What does it mean to seriously hurt me is not your original intention.

You mean you think I'm too weak, right? !

grass!