Many children, many blessings, the great witch of blood will dominate the world!

Chapter 217 Ask Lin Xuan again for advice on how to achieve enlightenment, and all parties are running around
With the arrival of the Dragon Girl of the Four Seas, Dapeng's chaos did not cause much trouble for the Dragon Clan, and it calmed down instantly.

The second draft also went smoothly as scheduled, with splendor and dazzling beauty.

After seeing the supreme heritage of the Wumen lineage, the Dragon Clan also completely returned to their hearts and selected the most beautiful ones in the clan without hiding any selfish motives.

Originally, all the Dragon Lords of the Four Seas felt that Qinglong was too alarmist and actually had other people's ambitions.It would be too embarrassing for a dignified giant of the Dragon Clan to become the younger brother of someone from the Wu Clan.

Moreover, the Blood Ancestral Witch is not as powerful as the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and it seems to be just an appearance.Only now did everyone realize the terror of this man.

Even the doll is a quasi-sage. Even if the twelve ancestral witches put together are not even as good as him, the dragon tribes all over the world are very pious and yearning for him, and they can't wait to be Lin Xuan's adopted son.

In the Demon Court, everyone in the Demon Clan was slightly surprised when they felt the changes in the undercurrent below.

Demon Master Kunpeng reports:

"Your Majesty, I have been refining the Witch-Slaying Sword recently and encountered many obstacles. Moreover, I have discovered that the Dragon Clan from all over the world has returned, and their luck has skyrocketed. It seems that they have the potential to compete with our clan. Could it be that the fate of the Dragon Clan has risen."

On the side, Bai Ze snorted and nodded: "As expected of the three tribes, they can die without freezing even in the face of calamity. But these dragon tribes are so short-sighted. They ignored our Demon Court and didn't take refuge, and they actually ran to hug the Witch Clan?"

The demon kings below were so angry that they wished they could go to suppress it on the spot and flatten all the eyes of the world:
"What? These earthworms are really looking for death. They don't take our Demon Emperor seriously at all."

"It's really ridiculous. You actually drafted people from all over the world just to please that bullshit witch master. You don't really think you can get good luck, do you?"

"In my opinion, the fate of these dragons has come to an end. Besides, the dragons can't even pick out a Daluo Jinxian. Even if they go to work for the Wumen as dogs, they won't be able to change the situation of the war."

Everyone laughed with disdain, their eyes full of jest, swollen to the extreme.

Not to mention the elite army of the dragon clan, even the strength of the Four Seas Dragon Lord is not enough in front of the Demon King. It is no longer the era of the dragon and phoenix clans.

If these earthworms and worms want to jump out and cause trouble, they will undoubtedly seek death. The demons are extremely confident, with a cold glint in their eyes.

When Emperor Jun heard this, he also sneered, shook his head and said:
"I thought it was a big deal, but the demon master is really alarmist. Don't bother me with reporting trivial matters like this in the future. This emperor is still busy proving Hunyuan."

Donghuang Taiyi also said arrogantly:

"Dragon Clan? Even the Dragon and Phoenix Tribes in their heyday, I have no fear at all. Just let them be cannon fodder for the Wumen. They are a bunch of trash. They can't even stand in line and hope to be of any use."

For a time, the morale of the demon clan was greatly boosted, and it swelled beyond belief.

And after the Wumen suffered repeated setbacks, it was difficult for them to gather their offensive and take care of the Dragon Clan's affairs.Right now, refining the Witch-Slaying Sword and collecting the Hongmeng Purple Qi are both much more important.

It can be said that the current Demon Court can no longer afford to lose. A defeat in one move will lead to the collapse of the whole situation, which makes Brother Dijun become more cautious.

On Kunlun Mountain, Sanqing and Dongfang were on a whim, their faces full of surprise, and they both saw confusion and confusion on each other's faces.

"What, the Dragon Clan actually went to seek refuge with the Wumen, and even started a draft. What is this going to do?"

Yuanshi Tianzun stood up and made calculations. His face was full of confusion, and he couldn't see through the Wumen and Dragon Palace at all.

The Sihai Dragon Clan, which was originally as small as ants, suddenly became a little unfathomable, and its fate was impossible to deduce.

After joining the thigh of the Blood Ancestral Witch, the luck of the entire dragon clan seemed to be rising at a speed visible to the naked eye, reaching a level that even the Three Pure Ones could not understand.Taoist Tongtian's eyes flickered, feeling vaguely uneasy, and he wondered:
"It's really disgusting for a tribe that has been destroyed in a calamity to submit to the witch sect at this time. Haha, birds of a feather flock together. It seems that the witch sect's energy has come to an end, and the friends it has made are also like the stars of the sect."

Taiqing stopped calculating and nodded:
"Perhaps this is the return of the Dragon Clan and the Wumen. After all, it won't work out. The level is too low. Do you think you can touch the threshold of Hunyuan through the draft?"

Taiqing shook his head in disdain, his eyes full of sarcasm and chuckles.Although I don't understand what the Dragon Clan is doing, they can still cultivate a saint leader if they are allowed to choose flowers.

The two Westerners also nodded in agreement, but said sadly:

"The Dragon Clan is nothing to be afraid of. It's just that my Western religion has been cut off by the damn Hongyun. How will our brothers and sisters attain enlightenment and become saints next?"

As soon as I heard this, the air became stagnant, and it was so quiet and stuffy.At present, the way of sainthood seems to be a dead end, leaving them with no hope at all.

Not to mention that the Hongmeng Purple Qi was occupied by the Wumen, but now even the established orthodoxy has been robbed by the Wumen.To follow someone else's path, leaving them with nowhere to go, is frustrating and maddening.

And Sanqing also felt something, and his heart was tingling and uneasy:
"Alas, the current Wumen is completely incomprehensible, and Teacher Daozu doesn't care about it. Not to mention it, I always feel that our brothers' future opportunities will also be cut off."

Sanqing's face was full of worry, and he was a little overwhelmed with self-care.

They have no way out and are stuck at the quasi-sage peak.What is even more disturbing is that if the Wumen can intercept the Western religion that leads to Zhunti, it can also intercept the chance of the three of them becoming saints.

Thinking of this, Sanqing felt extremely worried, like an ant on a hot pot walking back and forth, gritting his teeth angrily:

"Didn't Teacher Hongjun say that the Wumen must be destroyed? Why is it completely different from what we saw, but it is becoming more and more prosperous and powerful."

Sanqing and Dongfang scratched their scalps and couldn't understand, their eyes were red with envy.

What makes people most devastated and uneasy is that if this trend continues, within a short time of the Yuanhui, the sages of the Wumen will appear like mushrooms after a rain. By then, there will be no place for them to stand in the ancient world.

Thinking of this, they did not hesitate and immediately came to the outside of Zixiao Palace in the Sea of ​​Chaos and kowtowed to Hongjun.

After all, Sister Nuwa refused to help and cut off the path to becoming a saint, and Daozu became the last straw.

"Teacher, please clear up your doubts and teach me and other saints' methods."

The voices of Sanqing and Dongfang echoed outside Zixiao Palace.

On the other side of the mountain behind the Wu Clan, on the Waxuan River, the figures of the Twelve Ancestral Witches were also extremely respectful, serving tea and pouring water.

At this time, Di Jiang looked at Lin Xuan as if to please, and said with a sneer:

"Brother Xuan, that's what happened. I wonder if there is a quick way to prove the Tao through strength."

Zhu Jiuyin also asked:

"Even Hongyun has been practicing Taoism for a long time. How can we not compare to him? Dare I ask Brother Xuan if he has any good strategies or advice?"

(End of this chapter)