Chapter 163 The Three Pure Ones, the Arrival of the Wu Clan, and the Future of Emperor Jun

Outside the Nantian Gate, three rays of light came from afar.

After falling, it was Pangu Sanqing.

Their reappearance shocked the guard in front of Nantian Gate.

But looking at the light falling from the Immortal Gathering Flag on the Nantianmen, the guard of the Nantianmen raised the corner of his mouth again.

What about Sanqing?

With the spiritual treasure given by the Emperor of Heaven, no one can break in without permission.

"I have met three immortals!"

The guard walked out of Nantianmen and saluted Sanqing.

"Please also inform the Emperor of Heaven to tell Pangu and the Three Pure Ones to come."

Taoist Taoist Taiqing gave him a heads-up.

"The three immortals are sitting inside."

"The Emperor of Heaven has ordered that if three people come, there is no need to notify them."

The guard of Nantianmen waved his hand, and a doorway for three people to pass through suddenly appeared on the light screen in front of him.

Sanqing nodded and walked inside.

Yuanshi Tianzun took another look when he walked through the light curtain. It was Dong Wanggong's Immortal Gathering Flag!

In the Tongming Hall, Emperor Jun sat on the throne.

Today he is wearing regular clothes.

Wearing a white robe with gold prints on it, it clings neatly to her body, and her hair is tied back casually, like a boy next door.

"Emperor of Heaven!"

Taiqing came in and slapped his head.

Yuanshi and Tongtian also stepped forward and bowed.

"You three fellow Taoists are very polite, please sit down!"

Emperor Jun smiled slightly, and Xian'e came over to deliver the fine wine and jade liquid.

Sanqing came forward and sat down.

"I wonder if the three fellow Taoists have thought about it?" Di Jun asked proactively.

"We are willing to go to the world of Nordic mythology."

Taiqing looked at Dijun.

"That's very good, but the three are not expedition pioneers. All the benefits are still the same as those of the great supernatural powers who went to the Celtic world last time."

Di Jun reminded.

Even if it is Sanqing, naturally it cannot break the rules.

Otherwise, how can we collect benefits from others in the future?

"I'll be clear about it later."

Taiqing Taoist has no objection.

They just want to find opportunities, even if it is heavenly merit, it means nothing to them.

Yuanshi Tianzun turned his eyes, seeming a little displeased.

But he also knew the current situation and suppressed his temper.

"Brother Di Jun, don't worry, we all understand the rules."

Tongtian smiled heartily and answered.

"In this case, please go to the Immortal Palace to rest first. Wait for the Witch Clan to come over and prepare a little before setting off."

"Very good."

Taiqing Taoist agreed.

Emperor Jun gave an order, and Xian'e immediately came forward and took the three of them to the fairy palace.

At this time, the general in front of the Nantian Gate saw several figures in the distance.

It was relatively small at first, but grew larger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Like huge mountains, coming at a rapid speed.

"The ancestral witches are coming!"

The guard of Nantianmen shouted loudly, and all the monster warriors suddenly became serious.

One held his head high and his chest high, full of air.

Several ancestral shamans such as Houtu and Gonggong were in front, as well as ten great shamans after the disaster.

After changing his body shape, he landed in front of Nantian Gate.

"Please let me know and tell the Witch Clan to come!"

Hou Tu took a step forward and looked at the guard of Nantianmen.

"Houtu Ancestral Witch, dear ancestral witches, the Emperor of Heaven has decreed that there is no need to announce the arrival of ancestral witches. Please come in!"

The guard of Nantianmen returned the salute, showing great respect.

With a wave of his hand, the fairy light of the Gathering Immortal Flag revealed a huge hole, enough for all the ancestral witches to enter together.

Hou Tu nodded and took the lead into Nantianmen.

The other ancestral witches and great witches all went inside.

The heavenly palace is huge and seems endless.

It is much bigger and more prosperous than before.

Behind the Nantian Gate, there is the Changhong Bridge, which is connected to the sea of ​​clouds and cannot be seen at a glance.

In the sea of ​​clouds, there are various spiritual creatures growing in it.

The crane soars, the deer yo yo.

On both sides stood countless golden-armored gods, each holding a magical weapon, extremely majestic.

Several ancestral witches and great witches who had never been here were amazed when they saw this scenery.

Heaven is indeed not bad!

Entering the Tongming Hall, Emperor Jun is waiting here.

Seeing several ancestral witches, he bowed his head and said, "Fellow Taoists, please come!"

"Emperor of Heaven!"

Hou Tu was the first to bow and salute.

Gonggong and Piaoshou looked at each other and followed Houtu.

The same goes for the ten great witches.

"Fellow Taoists, you are welcome!"

"Please sit down!"

Emperor Jun waved his hand, and Xian'e naturally came up to deliver fairy liquid and fairy fruit.

"It tastes good. Your life is indeed much better than that of our Witch Clan!"

Gonggong took a sip of the fine wine and praised it.

"If you like it, I can give you some!"

"We in Heaven and the Witch Clan can also conduct transactions. After all, we are all creatures created by the Great God Pangu."

Emperor Jun was very friendly to the ancestral witches.

These forces must be roped in.

The prehistoric world is the basic foundation and cannot be shaken.

The world is the target of attack and plunder, and it needs the help of these people.

Di Jun saw this very clearly.

"Oh? Deal!"

Gonggong blinked and looked at Di Jun.

Several other ancestral witches also looked over.

"Yes, it's a big trading market in the prehistoric world. You can buy whatever you need there, and you can sell whatever is extra there."

Di Jun explained.

It's not very difficult for him to do such a thing.

However, we must strictly enforce laws and set rules so that people can buy with confidence and sell safely.

There’s a long way to go!

"Isn't there a prehistoric mutual exchange platform?" Hou Tu interjected.

"Yes, but that is only for those with great supernatural powers. The lower-level creatures cannot enjoy it."

Di Jun shook his head.

When Hou Tu saw Emperor Jun like this, his eyes became softer.

"God is merciful!"

Hou Tu admired from the bottom of his heart.

"It's just some ideas. I need your help and participation!"

Di Jun smiled heartily, raised his cup, and gave a toast from afar.

Hou Tu picked up the cup and touched it from afar.

The other ancestral witches were also very happy and drank the wine.

After the reception, Emperor Jun arranged for Xian'e to send them to the fairy palace to rest.

Now all parties are gathered and ready to go at any time.

But the journey on the God of Light's side slightly disrupted the rhythm.

It is best to have more than three coordinate points to avoid accidents.

Di Jun pointed his finger, and a water mirror appeared in front of him, but in the mirror were Thor and Loki.

The two of them have arrived at Jotunheim, outside the Frost Giant's residence.

Begelmir came out to greet them personally with sixteen frost giants.

"Thor, God of Thunder, didn't you bring us what you promised us?"

Begelmir looked at Thor and Loki with empty hands and no troops behind them, with some anger in his voice.

The breath that was blown out froze the air and blew out into the polar cold wind.

"Begelmir, you really should understand the power of space magic!"

Loki smiled mysteriously, rubbed his hands together, and a black hole appeared in the sky.

The black hole expands more and more, and huge objects fall into it piece by piece.

It hit the ground with a loud noise.

They were two-handed long swords, incredibly big.

Lying on the ground, it looks like a cross-section of a mountain.

If it were erected, it would probably look like a hill.