Honghuang, my panda is very strong

The location of the southern edge of the Terran.

The jungle is densely covered, and there is a miasma that makes the throat hair growl in the surrounding area. Ordinary mortals naturally dare not enter here easily.

However, in the depths of the dense forest, a residential area of ​​the human race appeared faintly.

It seems that there will be human villages in such places.

At this time, in the village, a group of human races with strange oil paints on their faces were wandering back and forth.

They were now surrounding the mouth of a strange cave made of human bones.

After a while, a frail old man came out from the cave entrance.

The surrounding human races immediately surrounded them.

"High Priest, what's the matter?"

The leading human race asked anxiously.

The old man nodded slowly, and then said: "I have already contacted the Pangu Palace and stole a trace of secrets!"

What the old man said made the heads of the several human races look happy.

At this time, the human race is on the verge of chaos.

The Dongyi people have taken the lead in fighting the Central Plains.

The barbarians on all sides are also ready to move, and the people of Jiuli have also been dissatisfied with the Xuanyuan clan for a long time. If they can ride this big tide and attack the Xuanyuan clan together, and take down Wanqiu at that time, they can return to Wanqiu again.

You know, in the past, these witches were honored guests among all tribes.

In some cases, they can even serve as priests, becoming a big man second only to the tribal leader.

But since Xuanyuan Huangdi became the Emperor of Human Beings, those human races with alien blood have been continuously squeezed out. In the end, they had to form the Jiuli Clan and hide in the mountains in the south.

If it weren't for their special abilities, the snakes, rats and ants in the mountain would be able to destroy them.

Therefore, they all resented Xuanyuan Huangdi.

However, the old man opposite shook his head.

"We have no chance... This time is not the time to fight Xuanyuan Huangdi."

This is the news he got from Pan Gu Temple.

Ever since the Wu Clan left Honghuang, the Pangu Palace disappeared.

The orthodox shamans also disappeared.

Only these witches are left behind, and they can only reluctantly be part of the human race.

However, after all, they have the blood of the Wu clan, and they were inexplicably connected to the Pangu Temple many years ago.And from time to time, some enlightenment can be obtained from the Pangu Temple.

"This……"

The young witches present were naturally a little unconvinced. If they didn't take advantage of this opportunity, how long would they have to wait?
Isn't it the best time for the barbarians in the southeast, northwest and all directions to move at this time?
If they fail to seize the opportunity, they may never have the opportunity to return to Wanqiu and become the core of the human race.

"We Jiuli people always have a time to go out of the mountains, but not now."

So said the High Priest.

The young witches on the opposite side were silent.

The high priest's prestige in Jiuli naturally made them believe it.

It's just that they are really not reconciled.

Is it really necessary to stay in this mountain forever, with poisonous insects and monsters?

At this moment, a ray of light flashed, as if falling into the depths of the mountain.

All the witches present looked in that direction in surprise.

Somewhat at a loss.

After all, no one knows what will eventually fall from the sky.

However, the High Priest behind him became ecstatic.

He pointed in that direction.

Said loudly: "Our time has come!"

These words made all the wizards present look happy.

They didn't care what it was, but since the high priest said their time had come, it must be true.

"High Priest, what is that?"

All the witches followed the high priest and headed towards the place where the meteor fell just now.

On the way, a few witches couldn't help but want to ask what it was.

The high priest smiled and said, "That is the battle star of the Wu Clan, the last legacy of the Pangu Palace. If we find him, we will have hope for the future!"

While speaking, he led a group of witches quickly approaching the position just now.

Then, in the depths of the dense forest.

On the edge of a huge pit, dozens of monsters surrounded the pit, seeming to want to approach, but they still dare not approach.

They seemed to be afraid of what was inside.

Just as one of them was about to approach, a ball of flames fell from the sky, directly turning the monster into ashes.

Then the high priest descended from the sky with several witches.

"You dealt with these monsters."

With the order of the high priest, all the witches immediately used their abilities to kill all the monsters around them.

When he turned around to look at the high priest, he saw the high priest slowly walking out from the center of the pit.

He was holding a strange-looking child in his arms.

It was a child with three heads and six arms, with horns on top of his head.

It looks like it's just a baby, but the majestic power emanating from its body makes every sorcerer look sideways.

From the perspective of their practice for so many years, the child in front of them is already stronger than them in terms of hard power.How can this be.

You know, some of them are already close to the strength of the immortal level.

Could it be that this child was born a fairy?

Or, he is a pure witch clan?

All eyes were fixed on the child.

"The purest bloodline of the witch race is mixed with the purest human bloodline. After the fusion of the six realms of reincarnation, you can have the powerful body of the witch race, and you can also have the primordial spirit. Lord Houtu, you still remember us witches!"

The high priest couldn't help but shed tears in his eyes.

Many years ago, he learned from his father that now, Lord Tu, the former ancestor of the witch clan, is still in the world, but because of some special circumstances, he is always in the underworld and cannot easily appear.

Now, the child has gone through six reincarnations, and the thin blood of the ancestral witch in his body is covered by the blood of the human race.

This is a witch clan in human skin.

He gently comforted the child.

The child gradually calmed down.

The power in his body also calmed down, and his three heads and six arms slowly disappeared, and he became an ordinary child with the appearance of a human race.

If it hadn't been for a group of witches who had seen his appearance just now, it would be difficult to imagine what the child in front of them would have looked like before.

"This child..."

One of the witches asked the high priest in front of him with some hesitation.

The high priest smiled.

"Yes, just as you imagined."

He looked at the sleeping child in front of him.

"When he grows up, the people of Jiuli will leave the mountain under his leadership, and we will be invincible!"

He held up the child as if he held up the future of the Jiuli people.

"And we just need to wait!"