Chapter 12 Please call me the Oscar actor!

【Ding! Currently signing in to the Pangu Temple, the host has successfully signed in. Congratulations to the host for obtaining a wisp of Pangu Yuanshen, inheriting the technique of Nine Ranks Xuanyuan Gong, and Pangu’s heart blood*1! 】

(Tsk, it’s all old things, can the author’s fungus come to some new routines!——From the author’s own fungus)

The cold synthetic sound of the system sounded in Fengxi’s mind.

Listening to the sign-in reward this time, Feng Xi’s body trembled slightly. He had a foreboding that there would be something good, but he did not expect that three things would burst out at once, which made him feel like he was rich overnight.

Feng Xi’s body trembled slightly, and she gave him a look at his back soil, with a bit of doubt in her eyes.

“Xiaofengxi, what’s wrong with you? Is there something wrong?”

The ancestral witches walking behind Houtu also set their sights on Fengxi’s body.

Feng Xi’s eyes moved slightly, and then he said, “I feel that there is something in this hall that is attracting me!”

“What? What you said is true? Is there something really attracting you?”

“Is this impossible? Could it be that the Father God showed his spirit?”

Hearing Fengxi’s words, Dijiang and the others all changed their expressions. This Pangu Temple was transformed into the heart of Pangu, and it has always sheltered them.

For countless years, they have already figured out everything about this Pangu Temple. Logically speaking, nothing can be hidden from their perception.

Feng Xi nodded, and with a slight effort, he stepped down from Houtu. He pointed to the depths of Pangu Temple and said.

“It’s there, and my feelings spread from there.”

Looking in the direction Fengxi pointed, Dijiang and the others frowned slightly, but there were the most important things in Pangu Temple, and outsiders were not allowed to enter!

Everyone was silent. After a while, Houtu looked at Dijiang and said to him, “Brother, I want Xiaofengxi to go in!”

“If you really have a predestined relationship with Xiaofengxi, it is also a gift from God the Father to Xiaofengxi. As a descendant of God the Father, I should obey the order of God the Father!”

Hearing Houtu’s words, Dijiang and other ancestor witches’ expressions changed again, and Xian Xiantu’s words came to their hearts.

“Okay! If this is the case, let him in. I also want to know what this little guy can do to attract the pity of the Father!”

There was a smiling face on Di Jiang’s face. They were descendants of God the Father, so naturally it was impossible to go against the will of God the Father.

However, if Fengxi deceived him, he would not let Fengxi go. Even if he didn’t kill him, he still had to let Fengxi know that he was not a fool, let alone relying on the name of God the Father.

The rest of the ancestral witches on the side didn’t say much when they saw this, they also wanted to know if the Father God was showing the gods!

With the consent of Dijiang and others, Houtu took Fengxi’s hand and led him into the depths of Pangu Temple.

Feng Xi only felt a dim sensation, and then his eyes lit up, and what he saw was a pool of blood. The pool of blood exuded a faint coercion, making De Fengxi a little breathless.

If you listen carefully, it seems that you can hear the sound of the heart beating from the blood pool, but the sound is too weak.


Across the blood pond, a statue appeared in front of Feng Xi. The statue stepped on the 36th-rank Chaos Qinglian, with a sky-opening axe in one hand, and a good fortune jade butterfly in one hand. The whole person was unyielding and vast. Charm.

If you stare at the statue closely, the whole person’s mind seems to be immersed in it.

Feng Xi was like this. If Hou Tu hadn’t seen him look different, and patted him, I’m afraid he would sink into such unknowingly, until his innate soul dissipated.

“Is this the prehistoric? Is this the Pangu statue?”

“Even so, it almost made me step into the trap of death unknowingly!”

The occurrence of this incident also caused Defengxi to see cold sweat on her back, once again experiencing the dangers and strangeness of the prehistoric!

“Xiaofengxi, can you still feel it now?”

Houtu said softly to Fengxi.

Feng Xi nodded, his eyes were slightly confused, and he walked towards the blood pool.

Di Jiang and others stared at Feng Xi closely, wanting to know what was guiding Feng Xi.

With his back to Dijiang, Fengxi stood in front of the blood pond, and said silently to the system in his mind, “System, take out the Pangu inheritance technique and Pangu’s heart and blood!”

“I’m such a clever ghost, I feel that the world owes me an Oscar winner!”

[Pangu’s heart blood*1 is taken out, and the inheritance technique is taken out of the 9th-turn Xuanyuan Gong! 】

The system sound rang in Feng Xi’s mind, and then the outside world changed under the gaze of Dijiang and others.

“Mi! Mi! Mi!”

The blood pool in front of Feng Xi began to roll, as if something was about to emerge from it, the blood was thrown towards both sides!

And the Pangu statue behind the blood pool also glowed with white light, manifesting a vision, and even if there was a sound of chanting, it seemed to be sacred to its praise!

Dijiang and the others carried a trace of excitement in their hearts, and their eyes turned to admiration and enthusiasm when they looked at the Pangu statue.

Soon, the blood pool returned to calm, and a drop of blood with an immortal aura froze in the sky above it.

Immediately, a coercion broke out in the entire hall. This coercion was boundless and unyielding. It was exactly the coercion that Pangu should have!

“Father God!!!”

Dijiang and the others knelt down towards the Pangu statue, tears appearing in their eyes.

It is said that the ancestor witch fights the heavens and the earth, even the Dao ancestor can’t make them respect and make them kneel, but there is one person who can!

That person is their father, Pangu, and only he can make these proud ancestral witches kneel down!

The moment they knelt down, the drop of blood floating in the air sank into Feng Xi’s body, causing De Fengxi’s body to float up and float over the blood pool!

The white light on the Pangu statue also disappeared into Fengxi’s mind. It was Pangu’s inheritance of the nine-turn Xuanyuan skill!

When these two things came in at once, Feng Xi in the midair trembled slightly, and a blood-colored light appeared all over him. The blood-red silk thread wrapped around him, turning him into a blood-colored cocoon. From it came the sound of a beating heart.

“Unexpectedly, this little guy really got the gift of the Father God, it is really fortunate!”

In the hall, the pressure of Pangu gradually dissipated, and Di Jiang and others all stood up. Di Jiang looked at the blood cocoon, and there was no lack of admiration in his eyes.

Zhu Jiuyin and the others also nodded, and there was even a little bit of envy in their eyes.

“Let’s go, it seems that this little guy will stay in this blood cocoon for a while, I won’t disturb them here!”

“Speaking of it, it seems that a new force has appeared in the prehistoric times recently, what is the name of the monster clan…”

The voice gradually disappeared, and Dijiang and the others all left the depths of the Pangu Temple, leaving only Fengxi who was beginning to transform again in the blood cocoon.

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