The Witch of the Wilderness

Chapter 95

Time flies, and time in the prehistoric world is always the cheapest.

"Boom!" A drum sounded, Su Ming and a group of ancestral witches stood in the void, and hundreds of millions of witches looked up.

Qiang Liang walked in front of the crowd and said: "This Wu Clan competition is officially over! Each war god on the battle platform can get an Essence Blood Pill."

The Wu Clan Grand Competition, which lasted tens of thousands of years, finally came to an end under Qiang Liang's announcement, but the hearts of the hundreds of millions of Wu Clan people present watching the God of War on the battle platform were even more excited.

Feeling the fiery eyes of the Wu clansmen below the stage, everyone on the stage raised their chests unconsciously, and their faces flushed with excitement became more proud.

Qiangliang solemnly said: "People of the tribe, after the discussion of the ancestors and witches, there will be a Wu Clan Grand Competition every 10 years in the future. People of the distinguished clan work hard to practice. Don't be complacent and complacent to the Gods of War who won this time, because the glory of the God of War is only 10 years old. , the next big competition, if you can't keep your title of God of War, you can only give it to someone else."

The Wu Clan values ​​honor the most. When everyone on the stage heard Qiang Liang's words, most of the pride in their hearts disappeared immediately, and they became more determined.

Seeing everyone's performance, Qiang Liang felt relieved: "The people who lost this time should reflect on why they were defeated. Our Wu Clan is never afraid of failure, but we will never admit defeat. If we lose this time, we must win back next time." !"

Qiangliang's words instantly detonated the fighting spirit in the hearts of the hundreds of millions of Wu people present.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" The huge fighting spirit soared to the sky, and the sky and the earth changed color.

"What's going on? Could it be that the witch clan is calling?" Countless retreat powers were awakened instantly.

In the demon court, Bai Ze was startled instantly by the huge bloody aura.

"What the hell is going on with the monster race below!"

A splash of blood rolled up, and a blood-colored blood bat appeared in front of Bai Ze, clasped his hands with a strange expression, and said, "Monster Bai Ze, the little demon below is here to report, this change of color in the world is due to the end of the Witch Clan Competition, and the Witch Clan competition is over. Morale soared."

Bai Ze's complexion turned pale immediately, what the hell, it's over when you're done, why are you acting like you're fighting to the death.

"Do all you can to monitor every move of the Wu Clan, and report immediately if there is any movement!" Bai Ze said seriously.

The blood bat received the order to turn into a blood-colored bat and fly away.

Regardless of the prehistoric years, ten thousand years have passed since the end of the Wu Clan Grand Competition.For [-] war gods, [-] blood essence pills are needed. Even the blood essence that has been diluted a lot will seriously hurt the vitality of all the ancestor witches, and they have to retreat to recover.

A hundred thousand miles away from Mount Buzhou, Nuwa was walking barefoot in the vast wilderness, wearing a white cloud gilt dress and colorful phoenix hairpins on her head.

"Why do I always feel that there is something missing in this world?" Nuwa frowned slightly, raised her eyes and looked around the earth in confusion, but she still couldn't grasp the spiritual light in her heart.

Suddenly Nuwa's eyes changed and she looked into the distance.

I saw a golden streamer from far away approaching from the sky, and it arrived in front of me in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the person coming, Nuwa's expression changed, and she said solemnly, "Why did the wise man come?"

One of the two is the demon king of the demon clan, and the other is a wise man of the witch clan.

"Haha! Fellow Daoist Nuwa, don't panic, I have no malicious intentions in coming here." Su Ming smiled slightly, stepped forward and said.

"There are only prehistoric creatures here, and there is no distinction between lich and demon. How about I travel together with fellow Taoists when we go to Mount Buzhou?" Su Ming said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist invites you, how dare Nuwa refuse?" Sensing that the other party didn't have any malicious intentions, Nuwa lowered her vigilance a little.

How dare you say it, but you don't want to but dare not reject Su Ming's invitation, insinuating that Su Ming used power to overwhelm others.

Hearing Nuwa's extra-language voice, Su Ming didn't care.

Time flies, tens of thousands of years have passed.The two did not use magical powers to fly, but chose to walk together, travel through the wild, and experience the evolution of the world.

The two traveled through mountains, rivers and torrents, across mountains and plateaus, saw countless strange creatures, and experienced countless races fighting.

The relationship between the two also gradually let go of their prejudices and identities from the original mutual resistance, and traveled together in the prehistoric times.

"Fellow Daoist, I have been watching you for thousands of years, and you have been worrying a lot. I don't know what is bothering you. Can you tell me next time, maybe there is a way to help you." It is a situation that cannot be changed, so why stop it.

Hearing Su Ming's words, Nuwa frowned slightly, pouted her cherry mouth slightly, and said coquettishly: "It's so annoying, I always feel that there seems to be something missing in the prehistoric world? But there are so many prehistoric races. What is missing?"

Hearing Nuwa's tone, Su Ming also smiled slightly, with a flash of doting in his eyes, and said: "I heard that Taoist friend's way of creation is unique, why don't you try it? Sometimes no matter how good you think, you can't Do you never know how it will end?"

A shyness flashed across Nuwa's face, and she said, "Then let me try?"

With a wave of the hand, a piece of soil appeared in the hand, the hand moved according to the heart, the law of good fortune gushed out, and in an instant a creature with the body of a tiger and the head of a snake appeared in front of Nuwa.

As soon as the snake-headed tiger landed, it roared and ran towards the forest, but it turned into a ball of mud and collapsed within two steps.

Nuwa frowned slightly, and continued to fetch a lump of soil to continue fabricating.

Soon a creature with the body of a bull, the body of a dog, the head and back with wings jumped out, bowed to all fours, and then walked to a distance, but it also collapsed even faster.

Nuwa frowned even more tightly, her hands moved faster, a stream of light flashed, and a green-skinned tiger-headed creature walked out, and the ending also collapsed.

"It still doesn't work. I have never created new creatures like this. These acquired creatures seem to be unable to adapt to the laws of the wild, and they cannot survive in the world at all." Nuwa said with her eyebrows furrowed.

Su Ming frowned and said, "Can't adapt to the law? I don't know what it means?"

"Living creatures must adapt to the laws of the world to survive in this world, just like fish cannot live without water and birds cannot live without the sky." Nuwa said patiently.

Su Ming understood in an instant, this is like the survival of the fittest in the previous life, the unsuitable are eliminated, if the organisms cannot adapt to the changes in the external environment, they will eventually be eliminated by the environment.

"In that case, fellow daoist, what do you think of us?" Su Ming said.

Suddenly, Nuwa's face turned red, she lowered her head and dared not look at Su Ming, she was very shy, and said blamingly, "How could you say that."

Su Ming was stunned by Nuwa's sudden change.

Suddenly Nuwa seemed to think of something, sighed and said: "Friend Daoist, Nuwa understands, but Nuwa is the emperor of the monster race, and fellow Taoist is the wise man of the witch race, there is no way between us."

At this time, if Su Ming didn't know, he would be a fool.

He murmured, "Uh, that, Fellow Daoist, I just want to say, what do you think of us?"

Hearing Su Ming's words, Nuwa's face turned from red to white, and then from white to red in an instant, and she twitched her hand to the side.

"Snapped!"

"roll!"

(End of this chapter)