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However, when Hongjun was preaching, most of the Twelve Ancestral Witches were impulsive and explosive people, and they did not cultivate their souls and had no idea of ​​improving their Taoism. How could they sit still and listen to Hongjun's sermons, so they simply didn't

Go, and only sent Hou Tu as a representative to go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon.

When Hou Tu returned to the Ancestral Witch Hall from the Zixiao Palace, he gave the Hongjun from the Zixiao Palace a treasure, which was the foundation for becoming a saint. The ancestral witches were shocked. This matter was not a small matter, it was the most important event since the beginning of the world.

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Hongjun made seven saints at once, but he joined forces and hid in the depths of Zixiao Palace to sleep. But as soon as these seven saints appeared, the current balance between the two clans of lich and demon was broken.

There are seven saints suppressing them. What’s more, among the seven saints there is the demon clan’s great emperor Nuwa, but there are no saints from the witch clan. In the future, the witch clan will not be suppressed by the demon clan and have no power to fight back?

The Twelve Ancestral Witches began to worry about the future future of the witch clan.

I originally thought that the two Lich clans were fighting on the basis of equality, and it was still unclear who would win. However, I never imagined that there were seven more saints in the world, and the Demon clan had one more saint. In this way, the strength of the two Lich clans was not directly proportional.

, it will be difficult to please in future fights.

Where is the way out for the witch clan? Is God going to destroy our witch clan? The twelve ancestral witches couldn't help but have this thought pop up in their minds at the same time.

"I once asked Taoist Hongjun about the future sanctification of our witch clan." Hou Tu said.

"How does the Taoist ancestor explain it?" Di Jiang asked urgently.

Can Di Jiang not be anxious? As the head of the twelve ancestral witches of the Wu Clan, he is responsible for the development of the Wu Clan. Now that such a big thing has happened, he is the one who is most worried.

"The Taoist Patriarch said that the people of our shaman clan do not cultivate their souls and do not know the time, but they are born with strong strength. They are the first choice to use their strength to realize the Tao. If they do great merits, they can also become saints," Hou Tu replied.

"That's nice to say. He proves the Tao through force and performs meritorious deeds. Why haven't we seen him give the Hongmeng Purple Qi to my witch clan? From the creation of the world by Father Pangu to the present, besides him, is there another person who can prove it with strength?

Tao? Even Taoist Hongjun needed the help of the jade plate to behead corpses and become a saint. We, the witch clan, want to prove the Tao with force, but we are just talking nonsense.

"It's easy to say that merit and virtue can lead to enlightenment. There is a demon clan Nuwa who wants to achieve merit and enlightenment, but there is no merit from my shaman clan. Although there are many merits and virtues in the world, the amount of merit that can be used to achieve enlightenment is very small."

When Di Jiang heard what Hou Tu said, he thought about it briefly and realized that Hongjun was just perfunctory, and he overturned the seat angrily.

"Could it be that my witch clan has been abandoned by the great road?" Xuan Ming frowned, and his fair and tender face was filled with worry.

"Don't talk nonsense. We, the witch clan, were born by destiny. We have inherited the merits of Pangu's founding of heaven. How could we be abandoned by the great road? Don't talk nonsense and disturb the audience." Di Jiang glared at Xuan fiercely.

Ming glanced at him and shouted.

Don't say this nonsense. If it reaches the ears of everyone in the Wu Clan, it will mean defeat before the battle is started, and people's hearts will be immoral.

After being scolded by Di Jiang, Xuan Ming's tender face turned red, and she turned her head to the side and shut up.

Twelve ancestral witches, you look at me and I look at you. I feel a little worried about the future of the witch clan. I don’t know what to say. The atmosphere was a little tense for a while.

The people of the Wu Clan are born with the essence and blood of Pangu, and are born with extremely strong bodies that cannot be broken by ordinary magic weapons. It can be said that they are born with extraordinary abilities and are blessed by nature. But nothing is perfect. Even the number of Zhou Tian cannot be perfect, let alone

The Wu Clan relies on the Great Road to survive. Not knowing the time and the secrets of heaven are the Wu Clan's biggest flaw.

Under the saints, all are ants. Now the demon clan has a saint, Nuwa. Nuwa comes from the same lineage as the demon clan and will help the people of the demon clan. So how should these witch ants survive?

Daodao, Daodao, although it is said to be a great man, it is not ruthless.

The twelve ancestral witches all frowned and had tense faces, thinking about how to deal with the next thing.

Although the saints have not yet become saints, there is still time for the Wu clan to develop. However, it is only a matter of time before the saints become saints. Sooner or later, the Wu clan will still face a critical moment of life and death, and they have to prepare for a rainy day.

"Don't be so melancholy, everyone. It's still early for the saints to be sanctified, and we don't know when it will be. We still have time to prepare." Di Jiang comforted him. As the eldest brother of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he still had a heart.

He was also very sad, but he had to stand up and comfort everyone. Otherwise, how could he face the next battle if people's hearts had already dispersed.

"Brother's words are very reasonable. Let's not be anxious first, so as not to mess up our position. There is no end to the road, and I think the great road will give me a chance of survival." Hou Tu also spoke out to comfort everyone.

When everyone else heard this, they thought this was reasonable.

Tian Yan is fifty, and one of them escapes. This one is a glimmer of vitality for the great road. If we can find this glimmer of vitality, the Wu clan will have nothing to worry about.
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