Prehistoric: I am Styx, activate the god-level choice at the beginning

Chapter 81 What Demon God?The war broke out.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Houtu frowned.

"Little sister, can't you see it? Now the entire Great Desolation has faintly formed a situation where the three forces are opposing each other."

"One is the monster clan, the other is our witch clan, and the third is Zifu Prefecture! And if our three forces want to compete for the position of the prehistoric overlord, then they will inevitably fight each other in the future."

"You and I are the ancestor witches of the witch clan, and Dijun Taiyi is the demon emperor of the monster clan!"

"And the East Prince of Zifu Prefecture is the emperor! Originally, they were nothing to fear, even if he was named the head of the male immortals by the Taoist ancestor! But with Minghe, the situation is completely different!"

"The whole prehistoric world was created by Father God, and we should be the protagonists of this prehistoric world! But if they compete with us for the supremacy of the world in the future, they will inevitably fight!"

For a while, the other ancestral witches all felt that Di Jiang's words were very reasonable.

"Why did we help them earlier?" You Zuwu whispered.

"Isn't that the little girl rushed up?"

"Too!"

"But we left like this, it's about the chef and the food—!"

Di Jiang slapped his head: "Oh, yes, I almost forgot, we haven't exchanged the Master of Cooking from Zifuzhou yet!" He hesitated for a moment.

To be honest, the God of Cooking is very important to the Wu Clan. The Wu Clan is born without a soul and only cultivates the body and the law. Therefore, whether it is walking, sitting, lying down or practicing, it needs a lot of energy and blood.

Over the years, with the formation of the power of the monster clan, bloody battles are inevitable for them to obtain food as easily as before.

Food, Qi and blood are more important to the Wu Clan than geniuses, earth treasures, congenital spiritual treasures, etc. They are the foundation of the Wu Clan.

Moreover, with the predation of thousands of races over the years, the entire prehistoric desolation is full of uproar, and the number of creatures in the prehistoric desolation has also decreased a lot.

It is becoming more and more difficult for their witches to hunt. This has always been the most worrying problem of the ancestors, that is, the lack of food.

But now, the appearance of the God of Cooking can solve this problem very well. The food made by the God of Cooking, every dish, is twice as full of energy and blood as the food baked by the Wu Clan themselves.

Moreover, there is a special energy in the food, which can nourish the physical body of their witch clan.

And the most important point is that the food made by God of Cooking is really delicious.

Since he ate a meal tens of thousands of years ago, he has always been obsessed with the food made by God of Cooking all these years. Later, he also sent witches to Zifu Prefecture with Tiancai Dibao to exchange for some food.

However, that amount is too little after all, and for Zuwu with big appetites like them, it is completely a drop in the bucket.

So they want to directly exchange various spirit treasures and the like for some kitchen gods from there.

And the more the merrier!
If enough cooking gods join the Wu Clan and cook food for them, then the food shortage of the Wu Clan can be directly reduced by one time. What is the concept?
In the past, what restricted the development of the Wu Clan was the increasingly serious food problem. As long as this was solved, the Wu Clan would not be able to expand their strength quickly!
"But just now, we dragged away, if we go back now!" To be honest, the iron bumps of the Wu clan really couldn't help it.

but.Thinking about those delicacies, the ancestral witches hesitated again, should they turn back?

However, at this moment, a slightly sinister voice suddenly sounded beside them.

Immediately afterwards, not far behind them, a group of small mosquitoes gradually manifested, and then gathered into a figure.

"All ancestor witches!"

Dijiang and the others turned their heads and looked at the incarnation of the blood-winged black mosquito that was chasing up, their expressions also changed slightly.

"How much did you hear what we said just now?"

"Haha, I just arrived! What were you talking about just now?"

Also considering the strength of Dijiang, the ancestor witch of space, it is impossible for any living beings to approach them so close without being noticed.

"Tell me, why are you here?"

The blood-winged black mosquito has always held the Tianji Umbrella, so no one has been able to know that he is the incarnation of Styx, and all living things only know that his heel is the primordial beast.

To be honest, their ancestors didn't like the aura emanating from this person, and their eyes looked particularly greedy, especially when they looked at them, the corners of their mouths almost dripped.

The blood-winged black mosquito sniffed lightly. This was an instinctive reaction, because the blood on the ancestral witches was so fragrant.

This scene was immediately noticed by several ancestor witches, and they all frowned. In the inheritance memory, they also knew some records about the blood-winged black mosquito.

Knowing that they like to eat blood, they are very interested in things with energy in the world, and the power of qi and blood in their witch clan is exactly what this blood-winged black mosquito likes most.

Everyone's mood suddenly became terrible, this strange guy who has been holding an umbrella, it is unreasonable to treat them for something! .

The blood-winged black mosquito incarnate smiled awkwardly, and then explained: "Misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding! I thank the ancestors and witches for their help earlier,"

"I came here this time to invite a few guests to Zifu Prefecture. The owner of the island has arranged for a chef to cook a lot of food, and Zifu Prefecture is about to hold a grand food festival. I hope that the ancestors I can go to the show."

"And this time in the chaos, the lord has obtained a large amount of top-level blood food. I believe that after the cooking of God of Cooking, the food made will surely satisfy the ancestors." Said, the blood-winged black mosquito once again He swallowed.

"God of Cooking, Food Festival." The eyes of the ancestral witches lit up immediately, but they felt even more uncomfortable with the gaze of the blood-winged black mosquito.

What kind of eyes is that, and what does swallowing saliva mean.

One after another secretly thought in their hearts, if this guy wasn't under Ming He's subordinates, he would definitely eat him, no matter what kind of beast he is!
"Okay, since that's the case, we can't disrespect Fellow Daoist Styx, let's go!"

Immediately afterwards, a group of people hurried towards the direction of Styx.

However, just as they walked a certain distance, they were blocked by a group of creatures.

The two leaders are wearing golden robes, and the hot sun is burning on their bodies. One holds the Chaos Clock in one hand, and the other holds the Hetu Luoshu.

These two people are the emperor of the monster clan and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi. Judging from their murderous posture, it is obvious that they are here to Xingshi to inquire about their crimes.

The incarnation of the blood-winged black mosquito squinted slightly. Although Di Jun and Tai Yi were there, there was also a demon god, and more than a dozen quasi-sages, but with these powers, it would be difficult to fight against the six ancestor witches, let alone kill them.

What are they doing?Doubts arose in my heart.

"Di Jiang, hand over my clan Bai Ze, and Ji Meng secretly recruits the three demon gods! Otherwise, we will never die today." Donghuang held the Chaos Clock, and there was endless coldness in his eyes.

Only then did the blood-winged black mosquito incarnate realize that Donghuang and the others were here to ask for someone.

(End of this chapter)