Honghuang: Hongjun Broke His Defense, My Thirteenth Ancestral Witch!

Traveling through the prehistoric times, he became a stitched monster of the innate Yin evil spirit and Pangu's essence and blood in the prototype of reincarnation. With the tender care of my mother, I used the three thousand demon marks as a database. Others have nothing to do with Pangu. I opened my mouth to be my dear father, and Pangu's will was so angry that I lost his temper. Jianmu seeds are collected from the wool of my system. Yiqihuajianmu was created by myself. I made the Nine Nether Ghost King on the spot with the souls of the dead. Sitting in the reincarnation of the Nine Netherworlds, Jianmu serves as the external incarnation of the body, and billions of roots spread all over the Nine Netherworlds as the resurrection point. Fengdu: Master Daodao, please love me again. My son Fengdu is reincarnated. I thank my mother for your love. Pangu Zanzong Fengdu, thank you father... The Demon God of Samsara didn't answer, but just exuded tenderness. Pangu: If you call me Zazong again, I will kill you! Da Dao: This is really not love given to you through the back door. Please stop thinking about it! Hongjun: I'm so confused! Under the law of heaven, how did the ancestral witches become thirteen? ? Twelve Ancestral Witches: Brother, do you call this a miscellaneous sect? Sanqing: How come this cheap guy looks more like Pangu's biological son than us? System: The reward should not have been issued. The host's words were too dense and he was forced to issue the minimum standard. Fengdu: I'm really not a loser, I'm just a poor kid who has no one to care for and no one to love, so I have to care for myself. Da Dao: ... As long as you are happy, the whole prehistoric era is yours.