Biography of the Great Desolate Lights

Chapter 75 The Birth of the Witch Clan

The birth of the monster clan caused a sensation in the wild, some of the powerful people dismissed it, some admired it, some had calculations in their hearts, and some wanted to go to seek refuge and so on...

In Zifu Continent, Duke Dong's face was full of gloom, and a dark anger was being suppressed in his body.

"It's so courageous, Di Juntai dared to create a monster clan at a young age. Doesn't this show that he doesn't take me seriously?" Dong Wanggong's face flushed with anger, and he gritted his teeth while looking at the sun star in the sky.

The Queen Mother of the West, who was sitting quietly beside her, also had an ugly expression on her face, but she didn't show joy and anger on her face like the Duke of the East.

What's more, she has a quiet personality, and she is already satisfied with being named the head of the female immortals by Taoist ancestors in Zixiao Palace.She manages West Kunlun diligently every day, that one-third of an acre of land, but she doesn't care about the prehistoric luck.

Now Emperor Jun Taiyi established the monster clan, and the way of heaven has bestowed merits and virtues. It can be seen that the monster clan was born in order to obey the will of heaven.Although she and Duke Dong are said to be the head of the world's male fairies granted by the Taoist ancestor, they can't go against the sky.

Seeing that the East Prince was so angry, the Queen Mother of the West sighed softly; "Mugong, that Emperor Juntai has such powerful ancestors as Fuxi, Nuwa, and Kunpeng under his command. We have no choice but to watch them do what they do, what embarrassment is there for us!"

"Hmph!" Dong Wanggong's eyes flashed coldly, and he said disdainfully; "Although he was born in the monster race, he can't do anything to me. We have managed the prehistoric immortals tens of millions of years ago. Don't we have any trump cards? able?"

"Friend Mu Gong, let's wait and see what happens now! If there is any movement from the monster clan, we must know, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

The Queen Mother of the West looked at the Prince Dong with a relaxed face, and there seemed to be emotions in her eyes, but it was so fleeting that it was too late to notice.

The Duke of the East is now worrying about the birth of the Yaozu, and he didn't think it was strange in the eyes of the Queen Mother of the West. He was just calculating on the sidelines.

"Where did the East Prince who was bright and gentle in the past go? Times have changed, is he still the same as before?" Queen Mother Xi's eyes were introverted, covering up all her emotions, but she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

... In the Wendao Hall of Buzhou Mountain, Xiaoyao sat cross-legged on the Babaoyun bed, and the twelve ancestral witches sat in a row below.

"Now that the monster clan is born, we, the witch clan, should also be born to manage the prehistoric land and let all living beings know about Pangu's blood." Xiaoyao looked at the 12 people below, nodded and said; "Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Goumang, Rushou, Gong Gong, Zhurong, Tianwu, Qiangliang, Xizi, Shebishi, Xuanming, and Xingtian, I order you 12 people to form a clan of witches at the foot of Buzhou Mountain to rule the prehistoric land."

"Yes!" The 12 people answered in unison.

But it is said that the black-haired black-eyed man with tangled muscles and a heroic face at the back of the Twelve Ancestral Witches is named Xing Tian.He sat a little three inches behind the eleven ancestor witches.

Back then, Houtu sacrificed her body and turned into reincarnation, and the heavens sent immeasurable merits to help her achieve Hunyuan Daoguo, but since then, Houtu can't leave Jiuyou Hell at will.

If one of the twelve ancestor witches lost one of the ancestor witches of the earth, it would be impossible to arrange a great array of witch clan inheritance. Afterwards, according to Xiaoyao's instructions, the eleven ancestor witches used Pangu's remaining blood essence to conceive another A descendant of the witch clan named Xing Tian.

The Eleventh Patriarch saw that he was conceived by Pangu's essence and blood, but he couldn't be included in the list of the twelve Patriarchs, because Houtu was only reincarnated in the body and did not die.Therefore, she still has her place among the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Xing Tian was born, but he couldn't fully control the inheritance of the earth. Although his cultivation was already in the realm of the Daluo Jinxian, his control over the laws was still not as good as Houtu, who was the ancestor of the earth.

The result is that Xingtian's identity has become neither awkward nor embarrassing. He is not as strong as the ancestor witch, but his strength is not comparable to the great witch. He has to be ranked under the ancestor witch. The position of the great witch is really embarrassing.

Over time, the Eleventh Ancestral Witch and Xing Tian spent more and more time together. I felt that Xing Tian was a heroic personality, brave and resourceful, but everyone appreciated him differently. Little brother.

"Remember, after you founded the Wu Clan, you don't have to come to see me again if you have anything important to do." Sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, Xiaoyao said lightly.

"I understand Xiaoyao Tianzun's painstaking efforts, thank Tianzun for his many years of teaching, I am very grateful." The twelve ancestor witches turned upwards and bowed sincerely!

"Well, you wait and take care of yourself." Xiaoyao flicked his sleeves, and the twelve ancestor witches in front of him disappeared in a blink of an eye.After finishing these, he closed his eyes and practiced again.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, twelve black lights flashed, revealing the figures of twelve ancestor witches.

In the distance, a simple and desolate palace stands majestically, with black evil spirits permeating the air, an unyielding coercion makes people awe-inspiring, it is the Pangu Palace transformed by Pangu's heart.

After a while, the 12 people looked at each other, all of them showed the true body of the demon god, pointing to the sky with both hands, and shouted; "The way of heaven is above, today there are twelve ancestor witches transformed by Pangu's blood essence to establish a witch clan, and they should manage the prehistoric land, the way of heaven Learn from it."

The sound resounded like thunder across the heavens and all worlds, and everyone in the prehistoric world could hear the birth of the Wu Clan.

Just as the 12 people finished speaking, a beam of merit light flew down from the sky.

The falling beams of merit and virtue converged above the heads of the ancestor witches, sprinkled rain and golden light, filling the sky with indistinct brilliance.

In the end, a huge mass of merit dispersed autonomously, and was divided into fourteen shapes of different sizes.Among them, twelve groups of larger merits flew to the heads of the eleven ancestor witches, and the remaining one flew to the direction of the Nether Blood Sea.

With the help of the eleven ancestral witches, all the Yuanshen monks have reached the peak of the quasi-sage's early stage, and their physical strength is comparable to the quasi-sage's mid-stage strength.

Above the sky, now there are only two clusters of golden clouds of merit, one big and one small.The larger ones turned into a golden light and flew towards the temple of Buzhou Mountain, while the smaller ones flew to Xing Tian behind the Eleventh Patriarch Witch.

After the distribution of merits and virtues, all the visions of heaven and earth have dissipated, and the voice of founding the Wu Clan is still echoing in the minds of all living beings.

After Xing Tian absorbed the energy of merit, his physical body was promoted to the perfection of Daluo Jinxian, and he was only one step away from breaking through the quasi-sage realm.

He doesn't have a primordial spirit, so the merits and virtues only make his physical body stronger.The remaining merits that have not been absorbed are gathered in the back of the head, forming a small golden wheel of merits, which emits the golden light of merits to protect Xing Tian.

The twelve ancestral witches have the land of the ancient primordial spirit bestowed by Xiaoyao in their bodies, so they can practice the primordial spirit and Taoism. However, Xing Tian, ​​who was born in No. 13, has not been able to obtain the primordial spirit, so he cannot practice the divine channel method, but can only practice Learn the secret combat skills of the Wu tribe.

When he first asked in the hall, Xiaoyao divided a portion of Pangu Yuanshen into twelve shares and gave them to the twelve ancestral witches, but there was no more Pangu Yuanshen to give to Xingtian.

Therefore, among the witch clan, only the twelve ancestor witches possessed the primordial spirit, and after them, all the great witches bred and so on will not have the primordial spirit.

After absorbing all the merits and virtues, the twelve ancestor witches saw that their cultivation had improved a lot, laughed loudly, accepted the real body of the demon god, and walked towards the Pangu Hall together.

... In the Sun Palace, Dijun and Taiyi looked at the twelve ancestor witches below with cold eyes.

"You two demon emperors don't need to be angry. Now that my demon clan has just been established, what we need to do is to unify the demon clan in the world as soon as possible, so that we can live up to the name of my demon clan."

Kunpeng standing below, his eyes gleaming, is at least good at observing people's hearts, but now he opens his mouth to adjust the atmosphere, but there is a big change.

After listening to Kunpeng's words, Di Jun nodded, the anger on his face eased, and he said to the group of demons below; "The demon master is absolutely right, we should gather all the demon clans in the world right now, so that others will not underestimate them." My demon clan!"

"I will follow His Majesty the Demon Emperor's arrangement." The ten demon sages bowed together, and all the demons below also bowed respectfully.

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