Prehistoric: At the beginning of the sword cut the statue of Nuwa

Chapter 84
"despicable."

Di Xin looked at Hou Tu and sneered, dismissing her naive words.

As the emperor of a clan, while holding the supreme power, in this prehistoric world of fierce struggle, he also shoulders the life and death of hundreds of millions of clan members, and their future.

As long as it can achieve the goal and obtain benefits, it is a good means.

A family of emperors are still naive to distinguish between good and evil, how naive.

There are only interests in the struggle between ethnic groups.

"Our human race has a deep blood feud with you, the witch race, and the monster race, why not join hands to deal with the monster race."

"You know, with the hatred between the Wu Clan and the Monster Clan, even if you don't go to Dijun Taiyi, they will come to you sooner or later."

Speaking of this, Di Xin looked at Houtu's beautiful and indifferent face, and took a sudden step, so that the distance between the two sides was not more than one meter.

Even, they can feel the breathing between each other's pores.

"Could it be, Houtu Ancestral Witch, you are planning to wait until after our human race and the demon race fight, and then you will not be able to benefit from it."

After Di Xin uttered his thoughts nakedly, Houtu's eyes became even more indifferent, filled with evil spirit, and said coldly:

"Yes."

"In ancient times, our witch clan lived upright, but now we can only live in a corner."

"Since the monster race intends to deal with the human race first, why can't we, the witch race, sit on the sidelines."

The corner of Di Xin's mouth curled up, and his face slowly approached Houtu. The golden flames in his eyes were burning, facing Houtu's eyes, and he could even feel Houtu's cold breath hitting his face.

"You want to repeat the scene in ancient times, when the monster clan slaughtered the clan and the witch clan sat and watched." Di Xin said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, his words were extremely cold and full of chilling.

Houtu's expression froze immediately, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

This matter is definitely a sore spot that the Twelve Ancestral Witches do not want to bring up.

In ancient times, the first generation of Human Sovereigns married the Witch Clan, and the Witch Clan was born. The fortunes of the two clans merged, and the power of the Witch Clan developed extremely fast.

Even, the Twelve Ancestral Witches who don't practice supernatural powers borrowed the luck of the human race to create the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals, and their strength expanded to the extreme.

But the Twelve Ancestral Witches were afraid that the strength of the human race would increase too fast. Just as the monster race was about to attack the human race, they secretly suppressed the news. It was not until the human race was almost slaughtered that the great witch below learned about it.

At that time, even the witch clan was almost wiped out by the monster clan.

In this matter, the benevolent Houtu is against it, but the Wu clan holds the power, it is the eldest brother Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin, and most of the brothers and sisters support her, so she can only acquiesce down.

This matter, even now, is the pain in Houtu's heart.

At that time, the Twelve Ancestor Witches founded the Twelve Capitals to fight against the gods and demons. In addition, the strength of the witch clan has greatly increased, and they are too inflated. They think they can easily destroy the monster clan and dominate the prehistoric world, so they want to use the monster clan to destroy the human race.

Also use the human race to weaken the monster race.

But in the end, instead of being weakened, the Yaozu not only refined the witch-slaying sword, but also created the Zhoutian Xingchen formation, which caused the two tribes to lose both in the final battle.

Several ancestral witches died at the hands of the butcher's sword that ignored the defense of the ancestral witch's body.

This matter, until now, even though he was opposed to it at the time, Hou Tu did not dare to let the big witch below know.

She even thought more than once that if she had taken the initiative to save the human race and the witch race, it would have been impossible to get to this point. Even with the help of the luck of the human race, it is not impossible to truly unify the prehistoric people.

Now being pierced face to face by the Emperor, how could Houtu not be angry, a terrifying coldness flickered in his eyes.

"Houtu, I know about this, but you are against it."

At this moment, Di Xin said indifferently, the Human Emperor Sword appeared in his hand, and the golden sword energy was powerful in the underworld.

He lightly stroked the edge of Renhuang Sword, and said softly:

"This sword is not only stained with the blood of the endless ancestors of my human race, but also the blood of many ancestor witches."

"Your lips are dead and your teeth are cold, Hou Tu."

"Do you want to repeat the ancient situation again?"

"The method of refining the witch sword is still in the hands of Di Jun and Tai Yi."

"The monster clan, with the support of the saints behind us, after destroying my human race, there will be no good fortune jade plate. If you really think of them, you will still look at the witch clan, enjoying most of the luck of the six reincarnations, and secretly accumulating strength ?"

Houtu's body trembled. Although he couldn't understand what Di Xin meant when his lips were dead and his teeth were cold, he could understand the meaning between his words.

Although at this time, the human race is far stronger than the ancient human race, and the monster race is not as strong as it was in ancient times.

But at this time, Yaozu, the great supernatural powers and demons behind them are even stronger.

Once the human race is wiped out, they support the monster race, refine the witch-slaying sword, and wipe out the witch race, and the possibility of taking over the six reincarnations is extremely high.

Facing so many terrifying powerhouses, even if she can protect herself by relying on the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the Wu Clan may really be wiped out.

These great supernatural powers are not like Hongjun who is in charge of the jade plate of good fortune and has to worry about the operation of the law of heaven, so he must be careful in his calculations.

For them, smashing the six realms of reincarnation and the death of endless innocent souls has nothing to do with them. It is just that the prehistoric world is broken and the vitality of heaven is seriously injured. The karmic backlash of some ordinary innocent souls will not hurt them at all.

As for eliminating the luck backlash of the witch clan, the monster clan should be happy to bear it if it can eliminate the serious troubles of the confidant.

Thinking of this, Hou Tu's heart trembled violently, Di Xin's words were like a big sword, piercing something that she couldn't see in her heart.

"But joining forces with your human race, what good will it do for our Wu clan?"

Even though he had figured it out from the bottom of his heart, Hou Tu still didn't let go, and looked at Di Xin who was close at hand, without flinching, without giving an inch, his eyes were cold.

Although she is not as calculating as Di Xin, Lao Tzu and others, she is still an ancestor witch who has lived for countless years and experienced countless things.

Even if it is decided to join forces to deal with Yaozu.

But at this time, the main target of the monster race is still the human race.

Without enough benefits, why would she take the initiative to act foolishly.

You must know that the human race at this time is no longer the human race in ancient times, and can be controlled by the witch race.

"Ha ha……"

Seeing the appearance of a little girl who let go of Hou Tu's heart but still refused to give an inch, Di Xin couldn't help but take a step back and burst out laughing.

He is indeed the most benevolent ancestor witch among the witch clan.

This stubborn appearance of trying to fight for the interests of the race, in the eyes of Di Xin, is actually kind of cute.

Of course, this is also Di Xin standing at the same level as Hou Tu at this time.

If it were another person, even Da Luo Jinxian, facing Hou Tu's cold appearance, he would probably kneel on the ground in fright, not even daring to lift his head.

You know, Houtu is a mythical figure who controls the six realms of reincarnation, is at the peak of the sub-sage, and can fight against saints.

(End of this chapter)