Hong Huang: We Wu Clan are so tough!

The territory occupied by the Wu clan is not big enough.

It cannot develop naturally.

Although the ancestor witch can catalyze the great witch through his own blood essence.

The great witch can catalyze the witch man through his own blood essence.

But this also has a limit.

After all, only one drop of blood essence is born in a thousand years.

How can it be endlessly absorbed?

But now with Mount Sumeru it is different.

Even Mount Sumeru is still barren.

But use three thousand worlds to supply the blood pool.

It is also certain that the Wu Clan has this little territory now.

The supply to the blood pool is countless times.

Di Jiang's decision.

Get the unanimous approval of other ancestral witches.

then.

Wu Shen used Mount Sumeru to hide the cave where the entire blood pool was located.

It's all packed in.

Almost at the moment when the blood pool was packed into Mount Sumeru.

The pool of blood boiled.

A great witch.

One hundred witches.

They were born at the same time.

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches laughed loudly.

Xuanming Ancestral Witch and Houtu Ancestral Witch hugged each other excitedly.

Zhurong Zuwu and Gonggong Zuwu.

They even held hands excitedly.

The ancestral witches danced excitedly one by one.

Xing Tian and other great witches.

It is already completely stupid.

original.

Can clansmen still be born at such a speed?

It's really a long time.

"Wu Sheng, you did a good job, you did a good job."

Di Jiang patted Wu Shen's shoulder with relief.

Wu Shen grinned.

"It's all thanks to the guidance of Father God Pangu."

Di Jiang laughed.

He gave Wu Shen a meaningful look.

"That's right, don't disappoint Father Pangu's guidance to you."

"So, what do you think we should do next?"

Wu Shen had a plan long ago.

"First take the young people who are still practicing the basics of Jiuzhuan Tiangong."

"All transferred to Mount Sumeru."

"It is enough for Zuwu to keep only one million clan members."

After a pause.

Wu Shencai spoke again.

"Next."

"Of course, continue to search for all kinds of treasures."

"The Zixiao Palace sermon will end in 2000 years. We still have time."

Di Jiang slapped his hands.

"Okay, let's do that."

The Witch Clan moved extremely fast.

less than ten years.

They transferred the large tribesmen to Mount Sumeru.

then.

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches set off again with Wu Shen.

This time.

The target is naturally Dongtu.

Compared to the barren western world with only two treasures.

Dongtu is very rich.

Plus East soil is not folded.

Even if the Twelve Ancestral Witches were on their way with all their might.

From a location of precious opportunity.

rush to another place.

It also started every 200 years.

Seeing the first 3000 years of preaching in Zixiao Palace.

Wu Shen decided to take a very important treasure first.

Count the time.

The baby is about to be born.

make up one's mind.

Wu Shen turned the Twelve Ancestral Witches in a different direction.

Headed towards the other side of Buzhou Mountain.

Zhu Rong Zuwu didn't react for a while.

Confused.

"Wu Sheng, there are still 3000 years left before 300 years."

"Are we going back to the ancestral land so early?"

Wu Shen shook his head.

"No, we are going to hunt for treasure in Buzhou Mountain."

Zhu Rong suddenly widened his eyes.

"Is there a baby near Buzhou Mountain?"

"Why didn't you go in the first place?"

Wu Shen spread out his hands with a helpless expression on his face.

"This treasure will not be born until the time is right."

"I went early, and I just waited."

"Isn't that delaying the search for other treasures?"

Zhu Rong didn't complain at first.

Just casually.

Listen to what Wu Shen said now.

So nodded.

Hurry on your way.

Buzhou Mountain.

The pillars supporting the sky.

Specifically how tall and how big.

Even the Wu Clan who lived at the foot of Buzhou Mountain didn't know.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches circled along the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

It ran for 200 years.

It's not there yet.

Just at this time.

A clear cry came from outside the 33rd layer.

"This is the end of my first preaching."

"Let's go away. Come back after a thousand years."

One after another, rainbow lights flashed from outside the 33rd heaven.

In an instant, we arrived at the flood.

But it turned out.

It was Hongjun who directly used the supernatural power.

Send back all the three thousand mortal guests from Zixiao Palace.

Wu Shen didn't expect Hongjun to do such a trick.

Brow wrinkled.

"Dijiang Zuwu, we need to speed up."

Dijiang Zuwu nodded silently.

Dazzling light erupted from the whole body.

Numerous spatial ripples appeared layer upon layer around.

Zhu Jiuyin's ancestral witch also sacrificed his time magic power.

The speed of the witches accelerated again.

……

When Wu Shen and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were on their way with all their might.

The three thousand mortal guests of Zixiao Palace have returned to the prehistoric world.

Jieyin Zhunti has always been concerned about the situation in the West.

When I was in Zixiao Palace before.

Far beyond the prehistoric.