Chapter 86 The Witch God Is Actually Me?
Fuxi understood that Di Jun intended to help him establish his authority.
Fuxi nodded, walked out of the crowd, and saluted Di Jun.
Then, in front of all the demon clan, the innate hexagram appeared on Fuxi's body, and everyone present felt a palpitation in their hearts.
"This new Emperor Xi is indeed no simple master."
"The late Daluo Golden Immortal, and this is not the first time I have entered this realm!"
"If I'm not mistaken, this is the innate hexagram technique. It seems that our demon clan is really going to flourish, and we can recruit such powerful people!"
Hexagram technique is not a trivial art.
A monk like Fu Xi specializes in this art and can even predict the secrets of heaven.
The direction of a large clan often requires divination to determine.
To put it bluntly, Fuxi alone is worth millions of demon soldiers.
It was precisely because of this that Emperor Jun took a fancy to this, so he spared no effort to win Fuxi into the Demon Clan and promised him the position of Emperor Xi.
It’s not that there are no monks in the late Daluo Jinxian stage among the demon clan.
But most of them just became demon gods.
To be an emperor, you must not only have strength, but also be outstanding.
This is true for both Fuxi and Kunpeng.
Although Kunpeng is not the emperor of the demon clan, his status is the same as that of the emperor, or even half a point higher.
In the main hall, all the demons looked closely at Fuxi, waiting for the results of Fuxi's divination.
Whether the Witch Clan really has a Witch God will determine the Monster Clan’s attitude towards the Witch Clan.
Time passed little by little, just when everyone began to wonder why Fuxi didn't move for so long.
"puff!"
Fuxi spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Di Jun suddenly stood up from the imperial chair.
"Demon Emperor Fuxi, what's going on!"
"Quick! Help Emperor Xi to get up!"
The guards hurriedly helped Fuxi, who was unsteady, to his feet.
Fuxi took two deep breaths, adjusted himself, and then finally spoke.
"Your Majesty, it is useless for me. I can only deduce that there is a witch god in the witch clan, but the witch god's magical power is superior to mine. I want to go further to deduce his identity, but I can't do it."
"What!"
Fuxi's words stirred up a thousand waves.
"So the witch god of the witch tribe really exists!"
"The Witch Clan has hidden it really deep for so many years."
"Who says otherwise? No one has ever seen the Witch God in the wild."
A demon god frowned and analyzed: "This is not the point, haven't you noticed? Emperor Xi is proficient in the art of divination, but the way he looked just now was definitely a backlash, which means that the witch god of the witch clan is better than Xi in this way.
Emperor, didn’t you say that the soul of the Wu clan has been infected, and they only cultivate the physical body but not the soul? Why can you cultivate the law?”
In front of the emperor's chair, Emperor Jun frowned deeply when he heard this.
Di Jun believed that Fu Xi would not lie to him, and he had also noticed the backlash just now.
But the news was really hard for him to accept.
The witch tribe really has a witch god, and he is the kind of witch god who has mastered the soul and has achieved great achievements in the laws of the great road.
Being able to practice the laws of the Great Dao, and having the terrifying physical body of the Witch Clan, how powerful must this Witch God be?
Can he and Taiyi join forces to suppress it?
Di Jun's heart was filled with a layer of gloom.
In the main hall, all the monster clansmen were talking in low voices, and then Kunpeng stood up.
"Your Majesty, I believe that this is not the time to start a full-scale war with the Wu Clan. The top priority is to understand the situation first. The Witch God is by no means an ordinary fighting force of the Wu Clan. If you attack rashly, the Wu Clan will have too many variables."
If Kunpeng had warned him before, Di Jun would definitely not have listened.
But now, after hearing Kunpeng's words, Di Jun pondered for a moment and then nodded.
"The demon master is right. Let's ease the friction with the Witch Clan for the time being."
"We will make plans after we find out the whole story."
A conflict ended in an anticlimactic manner because of Kunpeng and Fuxi.
In the main hall, all the demon clans retreated one after another.
Emperor Jun was in a bad mood and left without waiting for the monsters to retreat.
Kunpeng looked at Di Jun's back and shook his head secretly in his heart: "Di Jun's ambition is almost uncontrollable. Thanks to Fu Xibu's prediction today, otherwise today will be the day when the demon clan and the witch clan start a war."
"Speaking of which, who is the Witch God of the Witch Clan? He is hidden so deeply. Could it be that he is as powerful as his master?"
"No, I have to tell the master about this."
Thinking of this, Kunpeng stopped lingering and hurried to his palace.
At the same time, in the Dragon God Realm, inside the Dragon Temple.
Lin Long, who was practicing on the futon with his eyes closed, felt something in his heart, and then slowly opened his eyes.
"Haha, is Fuxi trying to deduce me?"
"I have just entered meditation practice. Fuxi may be injured now."
In the entire prehistoric period, there were only two people who could surpass Fu Xi in the art of divination.
One of them is himself, and the other is Daozu Hongjun.
Apart from this, there is no one else whom Fuxi cannot be reckoned with.
But it happened to be such a coincidence that Fuxi blamed himself.
But Lin Long couldn't understand why Fuxi, who was so good, wanted to deduce himself?
My deduction skills are much better than Fu Xike's. It's not like he doesn't know, so there is no need to ask for trouble.
Lin Long was thinking when he suddenly noticed Kunpeng calling to him.
A thought moved my mind.
"Kunpeng, why are you calling me?"
Kun Peng, who was thousands of miles away in the Demon Tribe and Demon Court, felt excited when he heard Lin Long's voice.
"Reporting to the master, just now the demon tribe borrowed the help of Fuxi to deduce the witch god of the witch tribe. Fuxi was severely injured and backfired. I think that the witch tribe may be hiding a powerful figure like you, so I am reporting this to the master."
After hearing Kunpeng's words, Lin Long understood everything at once.
Just now, I was still thinking about what Fu Xi was doing by deducing me.
Now I know.
However, he had a bad feeling in his heart.
The witch god of the witch clan was deduced, and it was deduced to himself?
When did you get in touch with the Wu Clan?
"wrong!"
"When I first attained enlightenment at the foot of Buzhou Mountain and left with my front foot, the back-foot witch clan was born. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid it's not a coincidence!"
The law of force that I have understood should be the most consistent law with the Witch Clan.
It is precisely because of the aura that he has comprehended that the Witch Clan took the opportunity to be born.
Being conceived in Buzhou Mountain does not mean that there is no consciousness.
Coupled with the traction of breath, the twelve ancestor witches of the Witch Clan may have already memorized their own breath.
Otherwise, how could such a coincidence happen?
Lin Long shook his head helplessly: "If you think about it, the witch god of the witch clan is most likely me."
If it were any other living creature, it would definitely be a great blessing to be regarded as a witch god by the witch clan.
It is equivalent to picking up a big power for nothing.
But Lin Long was not happy at all.
He had just escaped from the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation, and now he was inexplicably involved in the Lich Tribulation.
The most important thing is that I have a falling out with Hongjun, the sixth person.
If that old man catches the flaw, he will really be in danger.
"It's like he just stepped out of the pit of fire and into the pit of cesspool again!"
"No, this matter cannot be delayed for too long. We must go and see for ourselves."
"I can't get away now."
Chapter completed!