What attracted Chen Xuan the most was the Pangu tribe among the five organizers.

He was a dozen tall men, about three meters tall, with bronze skin, with a strong and perfect figure, without any flaws, and exuded a sense of the might of a vast ancient force, which was very intimidating.

"Pangu clan?"

Fu Sheng, who has always liked to study ancient secrets, immediately became interested. "According to some ancient books I have read, the real Pangu clan should be more than that tall. These giants may not be pure blood Pangu clan, or they are just descendants of many generations of the ancient Pangu clan separated by many generations."

"It's not the pure blood Pangu tribe, but the aura is so strong. Isn't the real Pangu tribe a Saint King for everyone?"

Mu Feiping was quite surprised.

Beigong Xian also felt a little surprised: "I didn't expect that the Pangu tribe still has descendants to survive. It seems that these dozen giants have not awakened for a long time."

Chen Xuan recalled the ancestor giant in the third level of the Eight Tribes.

According to Fu Sheng, the ancestor giant may be the real Pangu clan.

Perhaps what is the relationship between the ancestor giant and these dozen descendants of the Pangu tribe?

The emergence of the Pangu tribe also sparked heated discussions among other forces.

Many people were amazed and amazed.

Meng Zhiji continued, "Since you have no objection, let's come first..." He said halfway, a cold middle-aged female cultivator standing on the other side of the platform suddenly frowned slightly and looked up.

"Fellow Daoist Lianxia, ​​what's wrong?"

Meng Zhiji asked with respect.

This female cultivator is the leader of the Hongchen Immortal Sect, with a Taoist name "Liangxia", and has extraordinary strength. Therefore, both Meng Zhiji and the rulers of other ancient forces have to give her some face.

Lianxia has a cold personality and does not respond to Meng Zhiji. Instead, she looked at Chen Xuan and Qiye who were standing at the highest peak: "How can a few juniors from the Seventh Era stand at the highest point?

No big or small.”

After hearing Lianxia say this, everyone is talking about it.

"Isn't the seventh era representing the moon of Fei'an?

Why are there a few more juniors?"

"They seem to be the group of 7th Era juniors who were disrespectful two days ago. They really dared to sneak into the Halloween Conference. They were simply lawless."

Hearing the scolding of various forces, Mu Feiping chuckled: "We are not here to attend the Halloween Conference. Isn't it okay to just come and watch you?"

"Watch?"

The forces of ancient eras felt an invisible insult.

Who is the tens of thousands of them, who is not a saint from a glorious era, who is actually watched by the juniors of the twelve seventh eras?

Lianxia's face immediately became cold: "Fellow Daoist Meng, have you sent them an invitation?"

"No."

Meng Zhiji was afraid that Lian Xia would be angry, so he quickly sent a message to him, "One of those juniors from the Seventh Era, one of whom was named Evil Emperor Chen Xuan, had the wordless immortal monument of the Taishang Laojun. It would be useless to keep them there."

When Lian Xia heard the four words "The Unworded Immortal Monument", her eyes moved slightly.

She thought about it and stopped talking about anything.

"Please ignore these ignorant juniors. The most important thing now is to discuss how to protect the Zuxing."

Meng Zhiji's expression became a little serious, suppressing the discussions in the entire fairy valley.

"The taboos of eternal life are broken, and the Pangu tribe who is in charge of the ancestor stars wake up. We specially invited Pangu tribe leader Panfeng and his descendants to come forward to serve as the organizer of the Halloween Conference. The four ancestor stars that are involved in the fate of major star fields are on Panfeng."

After hearing what Meng Zhiji said, everyone looked at the tallest white-bearded old man in the Pangu tribe.

The old man with white beard looked majestic and solemn. Without saying a word, he flipped his palm and four bright ancient stars slowly rotated in his palm. The extremely vast and surging chaotic aura emanated, shocking the hearts of every saint.

Yu Kongzhao, who was still playing chess leisurely, was finally moved.

"Lord Yukongzhao, he is really a ancestral star."

Mr. An's eyes were full of incredibleness.

"very good."

Yu Kongzhao said these two words lightly, and everything was indifferent.

A trace of heat flashed through Di Yunche's eyes, thinking that if he could absorb the power of the four ancestral stars, he could surpass Yu Kongzhao in one fell swoop and rule the eternal era.

"Is this the so-called Ancestral Star?"

Above the highest peak, the members of the Star Luo also showed surprise.

The moment Panfeng sacrificed four ancestral stars, Chen Xuan confirmed that the aura of the ancestral star was exactly the same as the aura of the ancestor giant in the eight Buddhist temples.

There is indeed a great relationship between the two.

Over the years, Chen Xuan has been constantly absorbing the origin of the realm for the ancestor giants in order to reshape the prehistoric world.

If these four ancestral stars were obtained, Chen Xuan had no doubt that the ancestor giant could help him shape the foundation of the prehistoric world.

Next, Panfeng said in a thick tone like a mountain: "These are the four great ancestral stars born during the period of creation of heaven and earth. They and the world tree, the supreme immortal energy of Taichu, the fire of Taichu are the foundation of the prehistoric world; the four great ancestral stars are related to the life and death of countless star fields. They can absorb all the stars in the universe together to reshape the prehistoric world. As long as one is destroyed by the Burial Immortal, a large area of ​​star fields will fall apart. What we need to do is to use the four great ancestral stars to create a new era, and in this process, we need to constantly resist the invasion of the Burial Immortal."

"You all must understand it, right?

Our mission is to protect the Pangu tribe and the four great ancestral stars. These four ancestral stars are our greatest and last hope."

Meng Zhiji spoke passionately.

A foreign emperor asked on the hillside, "Can more than a dozen Pangu tribes use the four great ancestral stars to reshape the prehistoric world and create a new era?"

Other powerful people also have this question.

Meng Zhiji looked at Panfeng.

What surprised everyone was that Panfeng shook his head: "Only the ancestor giants of our Pangu clan can use the four great ancestor stars to reshape the prehistoric world, but the ancestor giants have followed the ancestors and passed away, so we must find another method."

Everyone was stunned by the hearing.

"Even you Pangu tribe can't do it, so how can we do it?"

If these emperor-level and saints present create a star or even recover a star field, they can use various ancient great magical powers to create the world.

But reshaping the prehistoric world is something that even the Holy King cannot do.

Even though there are four great ancestral stars, these four ancestral stars are only one of the major roots of the prehistoric world, and other rooted divine objects are missing.

For a moment, some people frowned, some sighed, and some shook their heads, but none of them proposed a useful method.

"You can use the wordless immortal monument to divine it."

Suddenly, a man smiled and spoke.

Everyone looked at this person, it was Yukong who put down the chess piece in his hand.

"Fellow Daoist Yu reminded me!"

Meng Zhiji's eyes lit up, and his eyes turned to Chen Xuan on the highest peak, "The wordless immortal monument made by the Grand Lord can predict and divine everything in the past and the future; the evil emperor Chen Xuan, the great righteousness is here, do you still want to privately hide the immortal monument?"
Chapter completed!