"Brother, the demon clan is powerful and will sooner or later become a disaster in the prehistoric world. If it is not eliminated, will the prehistoric world be uneasy?"

In Kunlun Mountain, Yuanshi said to Lao Tzu.

"The way of heaven will not allow the clan to dominate. People who compete with the demon clan will inevitably appear in the future! Why should we worry about the world?"

I said slowly and ignored it.

In terms of understanding the way of heaven, Yuanshi is not as good as Lao Tzu, which is why Lao Tzu became the leader of saints in the future.

Seeing this, Yuanshi stopped asking more questions. The Three Pure Ones were united. He believed in my judgment and closed his eyes and entered into meditation.

Tongtian didn't care at all. In his cognition, he became stronger and feared nothing else. He gained a lot when fighting with Taiyi and became aware of it, and he also entered into meditation to sort out the gains and losses, and wanted to go further.

The demon clan who had hit a wall in Kunlun Mountain slowed down the speed of the conquest and began to stabilize the area it had occupied, hoping to improve the overall strength of the demon clan.

After a confrontation with the Three Qings, Di Jun understood that even if the demon clan has many people, in the face of powerful strength, the number cannot solve everything.

At the same time, we are also thinking about how to exert the number of demon clan advantages without being dispersed.

In this way, the prehistoric world has been calm for a while,

In the middle of the prehistoric world, at the foot of the Zhoushan Mountains, a giant is slowly being born.

Pangu Palace,

The Pangu divine thoughts on Pangu's heart have disappeared, and I don't know where they are.

In the Pangu Palace, there are the twelve blood and energy that transformed into the original form. They called themselves the twelve ancestor witches, the witches, the upper and lower parts are the heaven and earth, and the middle is the Zhoushan Mountain. Pangu is in it, which is to stand up to the sky and the earth.

The word "witch" was written by the ancestor witches to commemorate Pangu. The first twelve people were transformed by Pangu's purest essence and blood, so they were called the ancestor witch!

The twelve ancestor witches have twelve kinds of innate magical powers, space, wood, metal, water, fire, wind, thunder, electricity, time, weather, rain, earth,

The following are:

Dijiang: Like a yellow sac, red like a elixir fire, six legs and four wings, faceless, and the ancestor of space speed.

Jumang: It is as green as green bamboo, with a bird's body and a human face, and a ride on two dragons, and an ancestor of the Eastern Wood.

Zhu Rong: An animal head and human body, wearing red scales, ears and fire snakes, feet and fire dragons, and the ancestor witch of the southern fire.

Rushou: A human face and tiger body, covered with golden scales, wings with scapula, snake with left ear, and two dragons with feet, and an ancestral witch of the Western gold.

Gonggong: a python head with a human body, wearing black scales, a black dragon, a green python wrapped in hands, and an ancestor witch of the northern water.

Xuanming: It is a hideous giant beast with bone spurs all over its body, Rain/Ice ancestral witch.

Houtu: human body and snake tail, seven hands behind, both hands on the chest, holding the Tengshe Snake in both hands, and the ancestor witch of the Central Earth.

Qiang Liang: Holding a snake in his mouth, holding a snake in his hand, a tiger head and a human body, four hooves and feet, long elbows, and the ancestor of thunder.

Zhu Jiuyin: the human head and dragon body, the whole body is red, the ancestor of time.

Tianwu: Eight human faces, tiger body and ten tails, wind ancestor witch.

Xizi: A human face and a bird body, a green snake hanging on the ears, a red snake holding a hand, an ancestor of electric witch.

Shebizi: human face and animal body, ears resemble dogs, ears hanging on green snakes, weather bride witch

Because Pangu's primordial spirit was transformed into the Three Pure Ones, the twelve ancestor witches were born without the primordial spirit, and their physical body was powerful, which was similar to the Hunyuan Xuan Gong created by the Taoist Shenban.

Its supernatural powers are born with bloodlines, and the strength of supernatural powers depends on the strength of the bloodline.

"Brother, a few days ago, when I went out, I heard that a new race appeared in the northern part of the prehistoric world, which seemed to be very powerful. Now that I have all occupied the northern part of the prehistoric world!"

This time, the twelve ancestor witches gathered together, and Gonggong said there was something important to discuss.

"What race is it?"

Di Jiang also said curiously.

"They call it "demon". Those who have spirits and attain enlightenment are demons and all kinds of things look like,"

Gonggong replied.

Obviously, I know a lot about the demon clan.

"The prehistoric world was opened up by God of Father. We are descendants of God of Father. The prehistoric world should be controlled by us. What is this demon clan? But a lower race was born among the Emperor of Heaven!"

Zhu Rong took the lead in cursing, of course he couldn't bear it with his hot temper.

The ancestor witches do not respect the way of heaven, do not respect the way of heaven, and only worship Pangu, so they naturally do not take the creatures born from heaven and earth seriously.

Although Zhu Rong's words were rough, they attracted the support of the ancestor witches.

Even if Houtu Zuwu is kind-hearted, he agrees with his opinion.

Seeing that everyone was united and it was not easy to hurt everyone's enthusiasm, Dijiang asked immediately,

"How strong is the demon clan?"

"I heard that the demon emperor Di Jun and the demon emperor Taiyi are at the peak of Daluo. What are the so-called ten demon saints? They are also the cultivation level of Daluo in the middle stage. There are hundreds of millions of demon clans under their command. Although they are not strong, they are huge in number!"

Gonggong replied that he was obviously still a little afraid of the strength of the demon clan.

"It's not as weak as us at all!"

Di Jiang frowned a little.

Although the ancestor witch has no soul, it also has Pangu's heritage and knows the prehistoric cultivation system.

Their twelve ancestor witches also have high or low cultivation. Dijiang and Zhu Jiuyin are the strongest, their physical cultivation is equivalent to the peak of Daluo, and the rest are only equivalent to the mid-stage Daluo realm. Overall, they are comparable to the top leaders of the demon clan.

But the demon clan has hundreds of millions of ordinary clan members, which is also a force that cannot be underestimated.

"So what? We are strong in our body, and our so-called magical channel method is just like tickling it. What are you afraid of?

Have you forgotten the oath we made before we transformed? We must make a name for ourselves in this prehistoric world so that we can avoid damaging the majesty of God the Father!”

Zhu Rong shouted.

"Don't be impatient! My brother has his own conclusion!"

Shebizi, who was silent and speechless, couldn't help but say,

Sure enough, when Zhurong moved out of Dijiang, he became much quieter.

"After all, we are weak. It is not possible to just rely on the twelve of us. We must establish a race like the demon clan to fight against it!"

Di Jiang thought for a while and said.

Everyone fell into deep thought, and it was difficult to establish a race, especially because its ancestor witches were different from prehistoric creatures. Prehistoric creatures either reproduced or were born from heaven and earth, and were born from the origin, and all had souls.

It is precisely because of the uniqueness of the ancestor witches that the same race cannot be found in the prehistoric world.

"Brother, why not think about how we were born?"

The youngest Houtu ancestor witch had an idea and said.

"We are transformed by the blood of the Father's Spirit, but the blood of the Father's Spirit has been used up, which is not enough to give birth to another creature, let alone form a race!"

Di Jiang thought about it, but still couldn't understand what Houtu meant.

"I mean this blood pool. Since the Father God can create us with essence and blood, then we can also create our clan with essence and blood!"

Di Jiang was overjoyed when he heard this. It turned out that Houtu meant this.

But their strength is less than one billionth of Pangu. How can they easily create creatures?

Di Jiang forced out a drop of essence and blood and fell into the blood pool, but he did not respond, but just merged with the blood pool.

I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and looked at Houtu, hoping that she could have a solution.

Although Houtu was smart, he had no experience in creating such creative things. After accidentally seeing Pangu's heart, he suddenly had an idea in his heart.

"Maybe God's Heart can help us!"

The crisp sound of Houtu sounded.

Then he folded his hands together and worshiped Pangu's heart.

"The Father God is above. Now we want to create a clan to compete with the demon clan. Our essence and blood cannot give birth to creatures. Please give advice from God!"

Other ancestor witches also worship,

"See God the Father's advice!"

At first, Pangu's heart was not moving, but when the ancestor witches were about to be disappointed, they made a sound.

"Bang!"

A sound similar to a heartbeat spread throughout Pangu Hall, and spread to the prehistoric land.

It can be heard in the entire prehistoric world, and most people don’t understand it, so only a few powerful people have guesses.

The ancestor witches were delighted. Since the Father God responded, he would definitely help him and look forward to Pangu's heart.
Chapter completed!