The first demon

The hall fell into silence for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, Houtu suddenly stood up and said, "Brothers, we are all transformed by the essence and blood of Father Pangu, can we use our essence and blood to give birth to more sons of the Wu clan?"

The method proposed by Houtu is not impossible, but blood essence is very important to the Wu clan.Losing a drop of blood essence is nothing to one's own strength, one just needs to cultivate for a while, and he will recover naturally.But if the loss is too much, even the Twelve Ancestral Witches will have to fall to a level.

Di Jiang thought for a while and thought this method was feasible, so he decided: "For the continuation of our ethnic group, I agree with the method of Hou Tumeizi! Let's try it first. If possible, we will use this method to give birth to Send out more clansmen!"

All the ancestor witches nodded solemnly.It is related to the future of the Wu Clan. For the blood of the race to continue, even if they die on the spot, they will not hesitate.

Everyone came to a pothole in the middle of the main hall, and they forced out a drop of blood essence from their bodies, and dripped it into the pit. Now Pan Gu's essence and blood have been exhausted, leaving behind a thick turbid air.A group of ancestor witches dropped their essence and blood into the turbid air, and immediately there was a change.Huge blood blobs slowly condensed out one by one, quietly floating above the pothole.The surrounding air was agitated by the surging blood energy, making a buzzing sound.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a moment, maybe a year.The blood clusters above the pit exploded, and a man or woman evolved from the blood clusters, and twelve blood clusters condensed twelve witches.

This, this output is too low!

Only one drop of ancestral witch's blood can create a clansman. If it continues at this speed, when will it evolve into tens of thousands of clansmen?What's more, this blood essence is sometimes poor, not endless!If it is only used to evolve the clansmen, the cultivation base of the twelve ancestor witches will have to stand still, and there is even a possibility of falling back.The ancestral witches looked at the twelve tribe members who were still confused, frowning for a moment.

Taoist Tiandi, who disappeared in the Zuwu Temple at some point, walked in from outside the temple with a relaxed expression at this moment, but what is strange is that this guy is still holding a child in his arms.

Taoist Tiandi put the child on the huge wooden table, and said with a smile in his eyes: "Di Jiang, come and see this child!"

A group of ancestor witches gathered around suspiciously, looking curiously at the children crawling on the table.

This baby is only about one year old, and is still in the stage of babbling.The baby was not afraid to see a group of ferocious ancestral witches.He even clapped his hands and laughed.

Xuanming teased the baby, looked at Tiandi Daoren curiously: "Brother Li, why did you bring a human child?"

Taoist Tiandi didn't speak, but looked at Zhu Jiuyin.

Zhu Jiuyin rubbed his chin, stepped forward and gently stroked the baby's head, and said, "This child is different from ordinary human babies. Although this baby is a human, it clearly has the origin of my witch race in its body." The power of rules should be born of our witch race and human race."

Speaking of this, Zhu Jiuyin glanced at Zhu Rong with a smile, and said: "Besides, this little guy is a descendant of Xiaohuo's tribe. Looking at his original foundation, although he is weak, he is born to control all kinds of low-level flames." !"

Hearing this, Zhu Rong touched the small flame on top of his head, excitedly leaned forward, observed for a long time, and shouted happily: "Hahaha, good! I think this is a way! You can call me the people of the Wu Clan and the Human Clan Intermarriage, although the children born in this way are physically weak, they still retain the blood of our Wu Clan and inherit the origin of our Wu Clan. In this way, won't the group of our Wu Clan expand?"

"Although this method can increase the number of my witch clan, how can I fight against the powerful monster clan with such a weak body?" At this time, Di Jiang hesitated.

In fact, what Di Jiang said was not unreasonable.Although the monster race is not easy to cultivate, it can't stand the huge number and variety.Just take the most common rat family in the wilderness as an example.A female rat can conceive three months after birth.There are ten pregnancies per year, and each birth ranges from six to twenty cubs.

Moreover, they have vigorous vitality, extremely fast reproduction, and strong adaptability.How can such a terrifying ethnic group be compensated by numbers?Without strong military force, how can it compete with the Yaozu.

Zhu Jiuyin was silent for a while when he heard the words, and the scene he saw in the long river of time suddenly flashed in his mind.He slapped the table violently, Zhu Jiu[***]: "I didn't mean just now that I saw a group of children in the river of fate. Although the Wu clan children are slightly weaker, they can make up for it by practicing martial arts. And these children have Soul, you can also practice Taoism and supernatural powers, don't those children..."

When the group of ancestor witches heard this, they stared at the baby crawling around on the stone table with bright eyes, wishing they could swallow the child alive.

Di Jiangyue looked more and more delighted, and whispered softly in his mouth: "Yes, yes! Although this baby looks weak, the blood of the witch clan in the body is quite pure, and it is only temporarily hidden in the body. In addition to this The human race is the body of the innate Dao body, and it is also the body of the nine-day breath soil full of vitality. With this physique, coupled with the blood of the witch race, it should be the main force of our witch race!"

"Hey, hahaha! God bless my witch clan!"

All the ancestral witches blushed with excitement, and hopped their feet crazily, venting their inner joy.

In fact, Taoists of heaven and earth are very entangled in their hearts.If from now on, there will be a large number of intermarriages between the Wu Clan and the Human Clan, the Human Race, as the eternal protagonist of the wild land, will definitely seize the luck of the Witch Clan and use it as its own.Although the Wu Clan has integrated part of the luck of the human race and can improve the reproductive ability of the tribe, they have lost a lot of luck after all.In this way, under the ebb and flow of each other, the witch race will definitely be replaced by the human race.This is an inevitable ending!

The same is true for Yaozu.Empress Nuwa created the human race to become a sage of the monster race, a saint of heaven.This Nuwa can naturally enjoy the luck of the demon clan, and the human race can absorb or even seize the luck of the demon clan through Nuwa.In this way, with the addition of two and two, the position of the eternal protagonist of the primordial land of the human race is a certainty!

Since then, the witches and humans have intermarried in large numbers, and the "witches", as the most important members of the witches, have officially entered the prehistoric stage of history!

At this moment, Li Qingming, who was rushing quickly in the chaotic passage, encountered some small troubles.

Li Qingming, who was very familiar with this passage, never thought that in just one month, this passage would undergo earth-shaking changes.

The Chaos Passage, which is filled with Chaos Qi, has long since lost its original loneliness and darkness.Li Qingming, who had just stepped into the corridor at first, thought he was going in the wrong direction.The whole corridor was as bright as stars, and the melodious sounds of heaven and gods came, and the golden ripples washed away and spread continuously to the surroundings.The chaotic corridor full of avenue runes is full of mystery.

Li Qingming, who was eager to return home, escaped from the perception of the soul and only had a connection with the three corpses.After confirming that the direction was correct, Li Qingming could close the others there, stretched out his body and rushed forward at a high speed.

Along the way, the brilliant and chaotic passages, and pieces of incomplete islands and reefs float in the air, vaguely as if they have existed since ancient times.The ghostly shadows were hazy and almost nothingness floating on the islands and reefs, but they were so fierce and crazy.They are like immortal saints, resonating with the Dao, the sound of the sky is deafening, and their huge aura is astonishingly impressive.

Li Qingming suddenly felt horrified. If these phantoms were real, no matter how thick the chaotic crystal wall was, they wouldn't be able to stop him from bombarding him day and night.Moreover, there are so many phantoms that even saints have to be careful when encountering them, so as not to capsize in the gutter.

Just when Li Qingming felt that the connection with the three corpses was getting closer, suddenly there was darkness in front of him.A big blood-red hand suddenly slapped towards him, the monstrous stench was bloody and pungent, and a sea of ​​blood churned violently.

"Huh?" Li Qingming's eyes were fixed, and he swelled with strength, his blood was surging, and he ruthlessly fought against the palm.

"boom!"

The two palms collided with each other, and a brilliant awn burst out, and the place was instantly torn apart and completely shattered.

At this time, the owner of the palm was born first, this is a monster with a body length of Zhang Zhang, a crocodile head and ginseng.The whole body is covered with blue-green scales, and the sharp teeth in the bloody mouth are clanking.Lively, a crocodile standing upright.

This crocodile beast is full of energy and blood, and its momentum is overwhelming. It is afraid that it will not be inferior to the cultivation of a saint.At this moment, he was staring at Li Qingming with bloodshot eyes, and his bloody palms kept shaking, as if ready to attack at any time.

Li Qingming wondered what strange things happened in this passage.Not to mention those phantoms of strange beasts, just this crocodile in front of him is extremely difficult to deal with.

"Damn!" Li Qingming scolded lightly, and shot quickly.The purple bitter bamboo spear flashed out again, emitting wisps of divine brilliance from its entire body, and stabbed straight at the crocodile.

The crocodile roared, and its eyes suddenly glowed fiercely.Bloody gas overflowed from the scales all over its body, quickly wrapping the crocodile around it.A ferocious giant crocodile floated above the crocodile's head.

"Roar!"

The crocodile swung its tail and frantically threw it at Li Qingming.

The crocodile tail, which was as thick as a mountain, glowed red like blood, directly shattered the corridor space, and smashed towards Li Qingming fiercely with supreme power.

"Chong!"

The ear-piercing sounds of metal and iron rang out suddenly. Li Qingming's spear was enough to pierce a saint who had just entered the realm of sainthood, but it only made a clanging sound when it pierced the crocodile's tail, and failed to cut off its tail.

This crocodile seems to have no intelligence at all, and there is a cold and ruthless killing intent in its red eyes.Suddenly, the phantom of the crocodile protruded a sharp claw, shattered the surrounding islands and reefs, cut off the passage, and slashed down!In this process, accompanied by endless howls of ghosts and gods, it was bloody.There seemed to be tens of thousands of corpses emerging, and the corridor space with a radius of hundreds of feet turned into an extremely bloody Shura field, with corpses strewn all over the field, and the ground was full of starvation.

Li Qingming was angry, this guy was simply too inexplicable.Attacking himself for no reason, and killing him, if he still preserves his strength.Then these ants will be against the sky!

(To be continued)