Honghuang: Me!Enlightenment when you sleep!

Chapter 240 The Witch Clan Discusses and Arrives at the Underworld

Dijiang pressed his big hand, and the hall fell silent instantly.

Many members of the Wu tribe looked at Di Jiang with intense eyes, waiting for Di Jiang to issue orders to them.

"Ugh……"

At this moment, Di Jiang let out a long sigh, and a sad look appeared on his face.

This made the leaders and great witches of many Wu tribes tense up, feeling that something bad had happened.

Di Jiang said slowly: "Compatriots, Pindao also knows that you are ready, but before that, Pindao has something to tell you!"

"What's the matter, please tell Emperor Jiangzu Wu Ming."

Chi You asked suspiciously.

Seeing this, Di Jiang gave a wry smile, and said slowly: "Everyone knows that my witch clan has the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Demons, but the ancestor witches of Houtu became holy and guarded hell, which means that the formation of the Gods and Demons of the Twelve Capitals Will not be able to cast!"

"what?"

"How can this be good?"

"It's hard for the ancestor witch of Houtu..."

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For a while, everyone was talking about it, but what is strange is that no one blamed Houtu, and even expressed gratitude to Houtu.

At this moment, Zhu Jiuyin said slowly, "Don't panic, fellow clansmen, there is still a solution to this matter!"

"I don't know why the Nine Yin Ancestral Witch made such a statement? Please explain clearly!"

Hou Yi asked immediately.

I saw Zhu Jiuyin smiled and said: "The blood of our witch clan is inherited from Father Pangu, but because of the different concentration of the blood, we need a great witch to refine the blood essence of the Tuzu witch to condense the twelve blood with us. All the gods and gods can do it, but I don't know if anyone dares to try it?"

As soon as Zhu Jiuyin finished speaking, the tall Xing Tian walked out slowly, looked at the Eleven Patriarch Witch excitedly, and said in a concentrated voice, "Xing Tian is willing to give it a try!"

As soon as Xing Tian finished speaking, he was greeted with discussions from many members of the Wu clan.

"The great witch Xingtian is the strongest witch of the witch clan, he can definitely do it!"

"Yes, the Great Witch Xingtian is so powerful, it must be possible!"

"Mobai, Great Witch Xingtian!"

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Listening to everyone's discussion, Di Jiang also showed a gratified smile.

Then I heard Zhu Rong's loud voice exclaiming: "Okay, with the participation of the Great Witch Xingtian, why can't you use the Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons array?"

"In this way, we will definitely be able to destroy the monster race and rule the whole world!"

Gong Gong, the god of water, also agreed.

It is also rare that Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, who have always been incompatible with each other, talk together...

At this moment, Zhu Jiuyin said with a serious face: "The strength of the Great Witch Xingtian is beyond doubt, and his blood is tyrannical. He will definitely be able to take the position of Hou Tuen!"

Seeing this, Di Jiang waved his hand and said in a loud voice, "Since that's the case, this matter has been decided!"

"In the future, Xing Tian will take Houtu's place, and then you can go with us to meet Houtu, and ask her for a drop of blood!"

The rest of the ancestral witches trembled when they heard Di Jiang's words. They hadn't seen Houtu for ten thousand years...

After hearing Di Jiang's words, Xing Tian knelt down on one knee and clasped his fists in both hands to respond: "Please rest assured, fellow ancestral witches and compatriots, Pindao will definitely live up to your expectations!"

After the conference ended, Di Jiang and others took Xing Tian to the underworld...

Before Hades.

Houtu had already been waiting in front of the gate of the underworld, and he smiled a little when he saw the twelve bloody lights disappearing in an instant.

Although Houtu has been sanctified, she still considers herself a member of the witch clan.

After all, the love of blood is inseparable!
Houtu warmly entertained Dijiang and the others. Although the underworld was a bit deserted, it still did not affect the joy among them.

Several people chattered for an unknown amount of time before Di Jiang revealed the purpose of his trip.

"Houtu, you have been sanctified and cannot leave the underworld, and the formation of the gods and gods in the twelve capitals is naturally unable to be used, so Pindao and others decided to let the great witch Xingtian replace you, please forgive me."

Di Jiang said with an apologetic face.

But Houtu responded with a smile: "This is my fault, brother, don't blame yourself, I don't know what brother needs me to do?"

Seeing this, Di Jiang let out a long breath, and said slowly: "We need a drop of your blood essence to be refined by Xing Tian, ​​so that his blood concentration will be close to that of Zu Wu!"

Hearing this, Houtu nodded lightly, then clasped his hands together, and the seal was released, and a drop of blood condensed from the center of his brow...

Hou Tu stretched out his hand a little, and the drop of blood essence floated in front of Xing Tian.

"Xing Tian, ​​this is my blood essence, I hope it can help you!"

Hou Tu said lightly.

Hearing this, Xing Tian said excitedly, "Thank you, Sage Houtu!"

But Houtu helped the handrail and said: "This should be done by the poor Taoist, but now you are asked to replace the poor Taoist. It is the poor Taoist who has dragged down the Wu clan!"

There was a little guilt on Houtu's face.

Seeing this, Di Jiang's expression changed slightly, he let out a long sigh, and said slowly: "Houtu, I don't blame you for this matter. It is only good for our Wu Clan that you can become a saint!"

"At the same time, you have become a saint, which is the biggest hole card for our witch clan!"

After hearing this sentence, Hou Tu showed a wry smile.

Hole?

What kind of cards am I?
After all, Houtu had expected what happened in the Lich War.

But knowing this, Houtu can neither control nor speak, and can only quietly wait for that day to come, which makes Houtu feel guilty...

But for Di Jiang, these are of no real significance. The Twelve Ancestral Witches are all single-minded, so why should they accuse him.

For them, it is already very good that Houtu can live happily.

At the beginning, the way of heaven was incomplete, and Houtu was sad and resentful every day. As the eldest brother, Di Jiang saw all this in his eyes and felt pain in his heart...

At this moment, Houtu looked at Xingtian again, and said: "Xingtian, you can refine the blood of the poor Taoist here, and the poor Taoist should be able to help you!"

When Xing Tian heard this, he naturally didn't hesitate, and agreed.

"Okay, then the poor Taoist will not be polite!"

Immediately Xing Tian sat cross-legged and began to refine Houtu's blood essence.

Hou Tu looked at Xing Tian with his eyes closed, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Xing Tian is also a material that can be made, and his blood is quite strong!"

This sentence also aroused the laughter of the Eleventh Ancestral Witch, and exclaimed: "What Houtu said is right, Xing Tian is now the existence with the thickest blood besides us!"

For the Wu Clan, the stronger the blood, the higher the talent, and the stronger the combat power!
Hou Tu looked at Xing Tian who was gradually calming down, waved his big hand, and said happily: "Brothers, let's go, let's go drink!"

"it is good!"

Zhu Rong immediately agreed.

As for other people, they naturally don't have any opinions. After all, the brothers and sisters haven't had a drink together for tens of thousands of years...

All of a sudden, there was a burst of laughter from the desolate underworld.

(End of this chapter)