The ancestor witch is rumored to be a new body derived from Pangu's physical body.

Known as the ancient witch tribe, there are twelve members in total. They are called the twelve ancestor witches, also known as the twelve demon gods.

They are Dijiang, Jumang, Zhu Rong, Liaoshou, Gonggong, Xuanming, Houtu, Qiangliang, Zhujiuyin, Tianwu, Jizi, and Shebishi!

According to legend, in the battle of the ancient myth Huangdi Chiyou, Dijiang, Gonggong, Zhu Rong, Shebishitianwu and other twelve ancestor witches participated in the battle.

"Who is the giant in that Zu Tower?"

Thinking of this, Ye Chen suddenly flashed a thought in his mind, and then suddenly looked in the direction of the stone tower: "Dijiang?!!!"

"time flies!"

Lao Fan looked at Zhu Li and the others with a complicated expression, and sighed faintly: "After so many years, it is not easy for you to remember the mission given by the emperor."

Zhu Li stared at him startledly: "Di Yin, Daoyou Ye has been approved by you. Doesn't that mean that he has the ability to unblock Yin Ruins?!!!"

For all the native creatures in the Yin Ruins, the Yin Ruins are seemingly incomparable, not comparable to the outside world, but also like a cage, imprisoning countless people in it and unable to get out.

"No!"

Old Fan shook his head slightly: "Getting my approval from the old man only means that I am qualified to obtain the inheritance of the great emperor. If you want to inherit the power of the great emperor, you need to enter the emperor's grave and obtain Xuanyuanjian's approval!"

"Xuanyuanjian!"

Zhu Li's figure trembled violently.

And at this moment, a faint sigh suddenly sounded between the heavens and the earth: "This world will once again set off the ancient killings tens of thousands of years ago, and the people are so innocent."

This sudden sound was extremely empty and long-lasting, as if it had crossed endless time and space, coming from a long time ago.

"what sound?!!"

Zhu Li and the others were shocked, and then all looked around at a large number of heaven and earth, seeming to want to find the source of this sound.

Ye Chen's eyes flashed, and then subconsciously looked at the stone tower at the entrance of the village. The stone tower stood quietly as usual, motionless.

Seeing his actions like this, Zhu Li was taken aback for a moment, and then he looked over, as if thinking of something, he suddenly knelt down: "First... Ancestor..."

Old Fan looked moved and said, "Old Emperor, have you recovered?"

After a short silence, the previous voice sounded again: "Three damages and seven calamities, how easy is it to recover, but it's just surviving."

"Three losses and seven calamities..."

Old Fan sighed softly: "It seems that the price you paid was not small in that battle, but I am very happy to hear your voice again, old man."

"If it hadn't been for this kid to spy on me with divine mind, I wouldn't wake up from a deep sleep."

That voice pointed the finger at Ye Chen: "I'm about to fall asleep again. Once the emperor's tomb is opened, it means that the many methods the emperor left behind will be completely exposed, and the suppressed fairy soul will desperately resist."

"The fairy soul is born, the fairy body is demonized, this world will be destroyed in an instant, and there is not much time left for you to wait..."

"Zhu Li, from now on, you will follow this kid, since this old guy can choose him, it may not be the arrangement of the emperor..."

After speaking, the voice gradually disappeared.

"Follow the orders of our ancestors!"

Zhu Li knocked his head heavily on the ground, his old eyes were both excited and sad, and then stood up and bowed to Ye Chen solemnly: "Zhu Li has seen the Lord!"

"Puff! Puff!"

Suddenly, the dark and crushing crowd knelt down on one knee to Ye Chen, and their voice shook Shino: "I've seen the master!!!"

Ye Chen was silent, everything in this was beyond his expectation, including the voice that seemed to be Dijiang.

Seeing his worries, Old Fan said, "Accept it. Since you have received the old man's approval, you are destined to bear all this, for yourself and for the hundreds of millions of creatures."

"Everyone, please!"

Ye Chen nodded slightly, and then raised his empty hand to signal everyone to get up, and said straight to the door: "It's true, Ye Mou came to the core this time, the purpose is to go to the Shaman Race."

"The Shark Race?"

Zhu Li was startled at first, and then he couldn't help but said respectfully: "Master, this shark tribe is located in the southernmost part of the wasteland and is extremely exclusive."

Ye Chen said indifferently: "My brother is the son-in-law of the Yuren. Yemou suspects that something happened to him, so this Yuren must go there anyway."

Hearing this, Zhu Li's face was dazed: "If the Lord doesn't dislike it, the old man is willing to lead the way for you."

"That's great!" Ye Chen smiled slightly.

...

Half an hour later, a huge snail with a size of more than fifty feet broke through all the clouds and mist, moving thunderously in the void.

Ye Chen stood on the giant snail with his hand in his head, still thinking about the stone tower, and then couldn't help but say: "Lao Fan, is the sleeping person in the ancestral tower of the Spirit Village really Dijiang?"

"It must be him!"

Old Fan said in a deep voice: "This guy was injured after the great war, and then disappeared, but the old man is still familiar with him."

"It's really hard to believe."

Ye Chen took a deep breath and slowly said, "So, what other ancestral witches also exist in this world?"

"This old man doesn't know."

Old Fan shook his head slightly: "Although the twelve ancestor witches are of equal fame, they have very little contact with each other, and their personalities are untamable. These years have passed, and some may have left this world."

"Dijiang is very strong, worthy of being an ancestral witch."

Ye Chen's eyes flickered and said: "He who is injured now has surpassed Lianxu Dzogchen, but I don't know how strong he was in his heyday."

As he was talking, he looked towards the ground with feeling, and seemed to notice his abnormality. Zhu Li behind him immediately stopped the huge snail under his feet.

Ye Chen's gaze penetrated the clouds and shot directly at the ground.

In the dense fog, a petite figure ran awkwardly in the forest. There were many scars on her body, and the blood had already stained her clothes.

"Swish swish..."

At the same time, a dozen figures broke through the air not far behind him, and a dozen figures chased them with all their strength, and their strong killing intent locked on the former.

"Huh!!!"

Suddenly, a gloomy light appeared in front of the petite figure, and then fiercely bombarded the former. The petite figure snorted, and the body immediately fell heavily on the ground, revealing the appearance of a young girl.

She spouted a mouthful of blood, looking at the old figure who attacked her with incomparable hatred: "Heavenly Evil City, you destroy my Shark Human Race, the ancestor will not let you go!"

"Ancestor?!!!"

The old figure standing in front of him smiled: "The old ancestor of the scorpion is hard to protect himself. How can we not let us go?"

After that, he took a palm shot and pointed straight at the former.

The girl couldn't help showing despair when she saw this.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, there was a strange noise in the distance, it seemed that someone had stepped on a rotten tree branch, and that was it, the old figure was surprised: "Who is it?!!!"

In everyone's eyes, a thin young man walked slowly out of the forest with his hands behind his back.

Ye Chen raised his eyes to the girl and smiled slightly: "Little sister, I will save your life, will you tell me the affairs of the Shaman tribe?"

(End of this chapter)