Collapse of Iron: From Creating the Holy Grail War to Shocking the Star Gods

"What are the Wu Clan going to do?"

Di Jun also felt the breath of the battle between the Ancestral Wu and the Styx, and he was immediately shocked and angry.

Although he didn't know why the Wu Clan would attack the Styx, as the Wu Clan's mortal enemy, Di Jun knew that the Wu Clan was definitely doing something unfavorable to the demon clan.

According to the calculations of the Luoshu River Map, the Wu Clan was not going to kill the Styx, they had a bigger plan for the Styx.

Di Jun wanted to continue calculating, but suddenly all the secrets of the sky were all blinded, and Di Jun could not see anything.

"This is impossible!"

Emperor Jun opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of golden blood, with a look of horror in his eyes.

The River Map and Luoshu were his companion magic weapon. This treasure could deduce the secrets of heaven, and tell fortunes.

In the past few Yuanhui, this was the first time that Emperor Jun had suffered such a serious backlash.

"It actually involves a saint!"

"Could it be that a saint will appear among the ancient witches?"

Emperor Jun's breathing became extremely rapid, and a very terrifying idea flashed through his mind.

The witch clan and the demon clan are the protagonists of this catastrophe. The demon clan has just given birth to a saint. Is the witch clan going to give birth to a saint too? In the past so many Yuanhui in the prehistoric world, there has only been one saint, Hongjun, and Nuwa has just become a saint. Is there going to be a third saint coming out soon?

No wonder the ancestor witches would risk disobeying the will of the Taoist Hongjun to find trouble with the Styx. It turns out that a saint is involved!

As the lord of the demon clan, even if he has to bear great consequences in the future, Emperor Jun must try to stop this matter.

A moment later, two loud cries came from the Sun Star.

Two three-legged golden crows with a length of tens of millions of miles and a dazzling golden body flew out, and their target was the sea of blood.

The Netherworld Sea of Blood, this is the place where Pangu's navel was transformed, and it is also the place where the evil spirits of the prehistoric world gather.

The blood sea is tens of thousands of miles in radius, with blood waves rolling in it, no fish or shrimps, no birds or insects.

But today The Netherworld Blood Sea in the sky became extremely lively.

In addition to Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi who rushed here from the Sun Star, almost all the divine thoughts of other great masters in the prehistoric world gathered here from billions of miles away. The

Netherworld Blood Sea is the home court of the Styx. As the top Daluo Jinxian, the Styx can be said to be invincible here.

Unfortunately, the witch clan dispatched six ancestor witches this time, and each of them was a strong man of the same level as the Styx.

In addition, the witch clan only cultivated the physical body, and the killing array and various means arranged by the Styx could not seriously injure the ancestor witches, let alone kill them.

The witch clan had already blocked this place, whether in space or time, the Styx had no chance of escape at all.

Behind Qiangliang, there was a sea of thunder for millions of miles, and the blood color of the Netherworld Blood Sea was replaced by the color of thunder.

The status of the other ancestor witches was similar to Qiangliang. They actually used their powerful magic power to forcibly separate the Netherworld Blood Sea from the Styx.

Now the Styx can no longer use the power of the Netherworld Blood Sea

"What on earth are you going to do?"

When the Avici Yuantu of the Styx was knocked back by Qiang Liang's punch from a million miles away, the Styx finally couldn't help it.

These ancestor witches attacked the Styx without saying a word after arriving at the Nether Blood Sea. The Styx didn't know what these guys were here for.

Those guys of the Wu Clan didn't cultivate their souls, and they couldn't use those innate spiritual treasures. They didn't come to steal treasures. The

Nether Blood Sea is a famous barren land in the prehistoric world. Even the Western land where the Western ancestral veins were detonated by Luo Hou is richer than here.

The Wu Clan is not here to grab territory.

So the question is, what on earth are they here for?

They didn't say anything and just started fighting. The Styx wanted to guess the purpose of the Wu Clan coming here. It was impossible.

Not only the Styx, but other Daluo in the prehistoric world also wanted to know the purpose of the Wu Clan this time.

Six ancestor witches were dispatched at a time, and they were even willing to take the risk of violating the will of the Taoist ancestor. Could it be that there is some treasure in the Nether Blood Sea that even the ancestor witches covet?

"Minghe, join our Wu clan!"

Dijiang looked at the somewhat embarrassed Minghe and said slowly

"Join the Wu Clan? Impossible!"

Minghe refused directly.

The Wu Clan was the protagonist of this calamity, and following them would be terrifying.

All those below the level of saints would be in danger of death. The Zulong and other creatures in the first calamity of the Dragon and Han Dynasty were all Golden Immortals, and they died in the end because of their own tribes.

Minghe didn't have time to avoid this calamity, so how could he put himself in a life-and-death crisis?

"Are you worried that the witch clan's fate will lead to your death?"

"Have you ever heard that there is not only great terror between life and death, but also great opportunities?"

Hou Tu stepped out at this time and said to the Styx.

"There is a great opportunity between life and death?"

Minghe muttered this sentence. At this moment, Minghe felt that something was touched.

"Yes, maybe it's an opportunity to become a saint!"

Hou Tu looked at Minghe with a smile, and a light purple thing flashed before Minghe's eyes.

"You, it was you guys back then!"

Minghe felt that thing, and a look of horror flashed across his eyes.

There was no mistake, that was the breath of Hongmeng purple qi just now.

There are a total of seven Hongmeng purple qi in the entire prehistoric world, and Nuwa had used up the Hongmeng purple qi when she ascended to the position of a saint.

And there is no news that the Hongmeng purple qi of Sanqing and Jieyin Zhunti has changed hands.

Then the origin of this Hongmeng purple qi can be confirmed, it belongs to the unlucky Hongyun.

When Hongyun exploded and died, Minghe also competed with Donghuang Taiyi and Kunpeng for that Hongmeng purple qi.

The purple qi disappeared before their eyes, and they thought that Daozu had taken the purple qi away, so they did not make a sound.

Unexpectedly, this purple qi would be in the hands of the Wu clan, which means that the Wu clan also took action in the fight for the Hongmeng purple qi, and they were the final winners.

"Fellow Daoist Minghe, you don't want fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi to know about this, right?"

Di Jiang looked at the shocked Minghe and asked with a half-smile.

Minghe had already offended the Demon Court. If Zhenyuanzi knew that Minghe participated in the siege of Hongyun, then Minghe would be surrounded by enemies in the prehistoric world.

Minghe didn't expect these ancient witches to be so shameless. In addition to tempting him with the Hongmeng purple energy, they even threatened him with Zhenyuanzi.

Offending the Demon Court had already made Minghe unable to move forward in the prehistoric world. If he offended Zhenyuanzi again, plus the witch clan in front of him, then he would really be enemies all over the world.

Minghe still had a choice Well, Minghe had no choice at all!

Minghe looked at those witch ancestors who were eyeing him covetously, and he finally agreed.

In the previous battle, most of Minghe's blood sons were killed by the witch ancestors, and his connection with the Netherworld Blood Sea was cut off.

If he didn't want to die, he had no choice.

Minghe joined the witch clan and became an external elder of the witch clan. The witch ancestors did not hide this matter.

In order to reassure Minghe, the witch ancestors and Minghe also took the Great Dao Oath, and all the great gods and pains in the prehistoric world knew about this matter.

"Still not in time, Minghe is a quasi-saint, how could he join the witch clan so easily?"

When the oath between Minghe and the witch clan took effect under the witness of the avenue, a flash of fire flashed in the eyes of Donghuang Taiyi in the starry sky.

Although his brain was not as good as Dijun, he could also see that the ancestor witch's action was to resist the new quasi-saints who joined the demon clan.

"The Wu Clan is a very arrogant race. How could they take the initiative to let other Daluo Jinxian join the Wu Clan?"

Di Jun was also very upset at this time.

Based on his understanding of the Wu Clan, those Wu Clan members who claimed to be the authentic Pangu looked down on other races.

In the eyes of the Wu Clan, other races were their blood food.

Now that the Wu Clan has made such a change, it means that something has happened in the Wu Clan that he doesn't know about.

Di Jun doesn't care how this happened. He knows that the Wu Clan is no longer the Wu Clan before. The

Wu Clan now is much more terrifying than the Wu Clan before.

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