I don’t know how long it took, but Hou Tu suddenly stood up and said: "Brothers, we have all been transformed by the essence and blood of Pangu Father God. Can we use our essence and blood to give birth to more sons of the Wu clan?"
The method proposed by Hou Tu is not impossible, but blood essence is very important to the Witch Clan. Losing a drop of blood essence is nothing to one's own strength. He only needs to practice for a while, and he will recover naturally. But what if
If there are too many losses, even the Twelve Ancestral Witches will have to fall to a lower level.
Di Jiang thought for a moment and thought this method was feasible, so he made a final decision: "For the continuation of our ethnic group, I agree with Hou Tu Meizi's method! We will give it a try first. If it is possible, we will use this method to induce birth.
Bring out more tribesmen!"
The ancestor witches looked solemn and nodded firmly. It concerns the future of the witch clan, and in order to continue the blood of the race, they would not hesitate to die on the spot.
Everyone came to a pit in the middle of the hall, and forced a drop of blood essence out of their bodies, and dripped it into the pit. It was the original place where witches gathered, and thousands of Pangu blood essences had gathered in the prehistoric world.
Now that Pangu's essence and blood have been exhausted, there is still a rich turbid air. A group of ancestral witches dripped the essence and blood into the turbid air, and changes immediately occurred. Huge blood groups slowly condensed out, floating quietly in the air.
Above the pit, the surging power of blood stirred the surrounding air, making a roaring sound.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe an instant, maybe a year. The blood groups above the pothole exploded, and a man or woman emerged from the blood groups. The twelve blood groups condensed into ten...
Two shamans.
This. This yield is too low!
Only one drop of ancestral witch essence and blood can create a tribesman. If this rate continues, when will tens of millions of tribesmen be evolved? What's more, this blood essence is sometimes limited and is not endless! If it is only used to evolve tribesmen, then ten
The cultivation of the second ancestral witch had to stand still, and there was even a possibility of falling back. The ancestral witches looked at these twelve clansmen who were still confused, and frowned for a moment.
The Taoist of Heaven and Earth, who had disappeared into the Ancestral Witch Hall at some point, walked in from outside the hall with a relaxed expression. But what was strange was that this guy was holding a child in his arms.
Taoist Tiandi placed 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 ancestral witches gathered around in confusion, looking curiously at the child crawling on the table.
The baby was only about one year old and was still in the stage of babbling. Seeing a group of ferocious ancestral witches, the baby was not afraid. He even babbled and clapped his hands and laughed.
Xuan Ming teased the baby and looked at the world and the people curiously: "Brother Li, why did you bring a human child?"
Taoist Tiandi did not speak, but looked at Zhu Jiuyin.
Zhu Jiuyin touched his chin. He stepped forward and gently stroked the baby's head, saying: "This child is different from ordinary human babies. Although this baby is human, it clearly has the origin of my witch clan in his body.
The power of rules should be born from our witch clan and human clan."
After saying this, Zhu Jiuyin looked at Zhu Rong with a smile and said: "Moreover, this little guy is still a descendant of Xu's tribe. Judging from his original foundation, although he is weak, he is naturally capable of controlling various low-level flames!"
Zhu Rong heard the words, touched Xu Miao on the top of his head, and came up excitedly. After observing for a while, he shouted happily: "Hahaha, good! I think this is a way! You can call me the people of the Wu Clan and the Human Clan.
Through intermarriage, although the children born in this way are physically weak, they still retain the blood of my witch clan and inherit the origin of our witch clan. In this way, won't the group of our witch clan be expanded?"
"Although this method can increase the number of members of our Wu clan, how can we fight against the powerful demon clan if our bodies are so weak?" At this time, Di Jiang hesitated.
In fact, Di Jiang's words are not unreasonable. Although it is not easy to cultivate the demon clan, they cannot withstand the huge number and variety. Taking the most common rat clan in the prehistoric times, a female rat can become pregnant three months after birth.
Pregnancy occurs ten times a year, with each litter giving birth to six to twenty pups.
Moreover, they have strong vitality, reproduce extremely quickly, and have strong adaptability. How can such a terrifying group be compensated by their numbers? Without powerful force, how can they compete with the demon clan?
Zhu Jiuyin was silent for a long time after hearing the words, and the scene he saw in the river of time suddenly flashed through his mind. He slammed the table, and Zhu Jiuyin said: "I didn't just say that I saw a group of children in the river of destiny. Although their bodies were straight and witchy,
The children of the tribe are slightly weaker, but they can make up for it by practicing martial arts. Moreover, these children have souls and can also practice Taoism and magical powers. Could it be that those children..."
When the ancestral witches heard this, they looked at the baby crawling on the stone table with gleaming eyes, as if they wanted to eat the baby alive.
Di Jiang became more and more delighted as he looked at it, and murmured softly: "Yes, yes! Although this baby looks weak, the witch blood in the body is quite pure, and it is only temporarily hidden in the body. In addition, this baby
The human race is an innate Taoist body, and is made up of the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil that is full of vitality. With this physique, and the bloodline of the Wu Clan, he can be the main force of our Wu Clan!"
"Hehe, hahaha! God is really blessing our Wu clan!"
All the ancestral witches flushed with excitement and jumped their feet crazily, venting their inner joy.
In fact, the Taoist people of heaven and earth are extremely entangled in their hearts. If from now on, there will be a large number of intermarriages between the Wu clan and the human race, the human race, as the eternal protagonists of the ancient world, will definitely seize the fate of the Wu clan and use it for their own lives. Although the Wu clan has merged with some of the human race,
Luck can improve the reproductive ability of the tribe, but in the end a lot of luck is lost. In this way, the Witch Clan will be replaced by the Human Clan. This is an inevitable outcome!
But the same is true for the demon clan. Empress Nuwa created the human race and made the demon clan a saint, a saint of heaven. Naturally, Nuwa can enjoy the luck of the demon clan, and the human race can absorb or even seize the demon clan's fortune through Nuwa.
The luck of the clan. In this way, when the two are added together, the human race's position as the eternal protagonist of the ancient world is confirmed!
Since then, a large number of intermarriages have occurred between the Wu tribe and the human race. As the most important member of the Wu tribe, "Witch people" have officially entered the stage of history!
But at this moment, Li Qingming, who was running quickly in the chaotic passage, encountered some small troubles.
Li Qingming, who was originally very familiar with this passage, never imagined that this passage would undergo earth-shaking changes in just one month.
The Chaos Passage, where the energy of Chaos was spread, had long lost its original loneliness and darkness. At first, Li Qingming, who had just stepped into the corridor, thought that he had gone in the wrong direction. Then he saw that the entire corridor was as bright as stars, and wisps of heavenly sounds and divine sounds were melodious.
As soon as the sound came, golden ripples washed away and spread continuously to the surroundings. The chaotic corridors covered with avenue runes were full of mysteries.
Li Qingming, who was eager to return home, escaped from the consciousness of his soul and only saw contact with the three corpses. After confirming that the direction was correct, Li Qingming found that there were still others, and he spread out his body and ran forward at a high speed.
Along the brilliant chaotic passage, fragmented islands and reefs floated in the void, vaguely seeming to have existed since ancient times. Shadows were hazy, almost void, floating on the islands and reefs, but they were so fierce and crazy. They
Like an immortal saint, resonating with the great road, the sound of the sky is deafening, and the huge momentum is astonishing that he has cultivated a sub-sage.
Li Qingming suddenly felt horrified. If these phantoms were real, no matter how thick the chaotic crystal wall was, they would not be able to stop them from bombarding them day and night. Moreover, there were so many of these phantoms that even saints had to be careful when encountering them, lest they fall into the gutter.
Capsize.
Just when Li Qingming felt that the connection with the three corpses was getting closer and closer, suddenly there was darkness in front of him. A big blood-red hand suddenly smacked towards him. The overwhelming fishy smell, the pungent smell of blood, and a piece of blood
The sea was rolling violently.
"Huh?" Li Qingming's eyes narrowed, his strength expanded, his blood surged, and he struck hard against the palm.
"boom!"
The two palms collided and struck, a brilliant light erupted, and the place was torn apart and completely shattered.
At this time, the owner of the palm came out first. It was a monster about ten feet long with a crocodile head and a ginseng. The whole body was covered with green scales, and the sharp teeth in the bloody mouth made a clanking sound.
Take off, a crocodile beast standing upright.
This crocodile beast was full of energy and blood, and its momentum was overwhelming. It was afraid that it would not be inferior to the cultivation level of a saint. At this moment, he was staring at Li Qingming with bloodshot eyes, and his bloody palms kept shaking, as if he was ready to attack at any time.
Li Qingming was puzzled as to what strange things happened in this passage. Not to mention the phantoms of the strange beasts, the crocodile beast in front of him was extremely difficult to deal with.
"What the hell!" Li Qingming lightly scolded and took action quickly. The purple bitter bamboo spear flashed out again, emitting wisps of divine light from its entire body, and stabbed straight at the crocodile beast.
The crocodile beast roared, and a fierce light suddenly bloomed in its eyes. Bloody gas flowed out from the scales around it, and quickly wrapped the crocodile beast. A ferocious giant crocodile floated above the crocodile beast's head.
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"Roar!"
The crocodile swung its tail and threw it towards Li Qingming crazily.
The crocodile's tail, as thick as a mountain, glowing as red as blood, directly shattered the corridor space and slammed into Li Qingming with supreme power.
"Qiang!"
The harsh sound of metal and metal suddenly emitted. Li Qingming's spear was enough to stab a saint who had entered the realm of a saint, but when it hit the crocodile's tail, it only made a sonorous sound and failed to cut off its tail.
This crocodile beast seemed to have no skills at all, and there was actually a cold and ruthless killing intent in its red eyes. Suddenly, the crocodile shadow suddenly revealed a sharp claw, and it shattered the surrounding islands and reefs, cutting off
Entering the corridor, he immediately chopped down! During this process, accompanied by endless cries of ghosts and gods, and bloody winds and rains, tens of millions of corpses seemed to emerge, and the corridor space with a radius of several hundred feet turned into an extremely bloody Shura field.
Corpses littered the fields, and the ground was filled with hungry corpses.
Li Qingming was angry. This guy was so inexplicable. He attacked him for no reason and killed him with every move. If he still retained his strength, then this ant would be unworthy! (To be continued. If you like this work,
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