Hong Huang: Just Entered the Sect, but Became a Reincarnation!

"She is like that, and she even left a drop of blood."

"How can Houtu be so stupid?"

"I have been thinking about others all my life, why never think about myself?"

"She's already dead, so what's the use of sending back a drop of blood now?"

"Even if a new ancestor witch is really cultivated, she is still dead!"

Xuan Ming and Zhu Rong rushed out immediately.

His hands trembled, not daring to take the drop of blood.

It seems that if they don't admit it, Houtu is not dead.

Chen Changsheng also froze in place, looking at the blood in his hand, he also couldn't accept it.

Dijiang still maintains the majesty of the head of the ancestral witch.

Continue to apologize to Chen Changsheng.

"It made people laugh."

"My silly girl has been benevolent and kind since she was born, and she doesn't want to see others suffer."

"Thank you, Emperor."

"The Wu Clan will never forget this great kindness."

"There is also the kindness of the Human Emperor for protecting my silly girl, and we will never forget it."

Chen Changsheng sighed slightly, and said with deep pain:

"You don't have to be like this."

"My acquaintance with fellow Taoist Houtu is a true fellow Taoist."

"No one is kind to anyone, this is my own wish."

"You don't have to thank me."

Several ancestral witches looked at Chen Changsheng.

His expression was a little surprised, but also a little relieved.

"Your Majesty the Emperor is righteous."

"If you can accompany my silly girl for the last journey, she will be happier than her."

Sure enough, the one who accompanied Houtu in the end was not a villain.

It is the last sliver of consolation that the Human Sovereign can do this for Houtu.

"The witch clan is in a sudden crisis, and there are many trivial matters."

"I'm afraid I can't send it far away."

"I also ask the emperor to forgive me."

The witch clan is in a lot of trouble now, and the eleven ancestor witches don't have time to entertain them.

I can only say goodbye.

Chen Changsheng bowed his hands.

"You don't have to be like this."

"May the Wu clan survive this crisis."

"If necessary, the human race will come to help at any time."

Whether it's to repay the rescue of the Wu clan back then, or for Houtu.

Chen Changsheng had already made up his mind.

Once the Lich fights, he will definitely help.

Even if he couldn't change his fate, he still wanted to save some of the witch clan.

Leave a kindling for the witches.

Avoid the tragic outcome of total extinction in Destiny.

Chen Changsheng took a step forward, and his figure had already flown thousands of miles away.

It's just that he was a little dazed.

The world is so big, where should he go?

Terran?Or stop teaching?

After going through this incident, Chen Changsheng's heart was extremely complicated.

I always feel that there are thousands of thoughts and thoughts lingering in my mind.

Don't want to go anywhere.

He looked around in a daze.

Chen Changsheng suddenly felt that he was so (ajeg) unfamiliar with this Great Desolation.

I have been in Honghuang for so many years.

It seems that I haven't seen the flood before.

The only time it was a short journey from Sanxian Island.

But along the way, he was also utilitarian and aggressive, and he never saw the real prehistoric.

Chen Changsheng hung in midair thinking for a long time.

Finally fell to the ground.

He didn't know where the front was, and he didn't know where he was going.

He stepped out directly and strode forward.

the other side.

In the Pangu Temple.

The Eleventh Ancestral Witch looked at the drop of Empress Earth Essence Blood with an extremely sad expression.

"My poor girl."

"Thinking of you until the day I die!"

"But you didn't protect her well!"

"Damn you! I deserve to die too!"

Zhu Rong Zuwu punched the ground hard, filled with resentment.

Falling into a deep sense of self-blame and guilt.

The other ancestral witches were also very sad.

When Houtu went out to look for opportunities, everyone thought it was just a trivial matter.

Unexpectedly, that turned out to be a farewell.

Dijiang Zuwu took a deep breath, and quietly wiped the corners of his eyes.

"What happened in Houtu is irreversible."

"We have more urgent things to do right now."

"You must not disappoint Houtu's will."

"Choose a great witch, and let him refine the essence and blood."

"Become a new ancestor witch!"

The back soil has not completely disappeared yet.

As a result, they began to choose a new ancestor witch to inherit everything in Houtu.

Although Zhu Rong was full of anger, he also knew that this was a big deal.

It's just that I'm particularly upset.

"What to choose!"

"Since it's the blood essence of the Houtu girl, I think we should choose a great witch from the Houtu tribe."

"That kid Hou Yi is pretty good, with extraordinary talent."

"In time, it will become extraordinary."

Several other ancestral witches also suggested suitable candidates.

"Kuafu is also good, with a strong physique and the ability to chase the moon and chase the sun."

"Nine Phoenixes have great supernatural powers, and they can also be listed as candidates."

"There is also the great witch Xingtian, who is the strongest and is extremely good at fighting and killing."

There are many masters among the witch clan.

Each has its own strengths, and it seems that anyone is suitable.

It's just that now there is only one drop of blood essence, and only one ancestor witch can be cultivated.

They have to make a choice.

Otherwise, once the monster race takes the opportunity to attack.

Then the witch clan is really over.

"The Houtu sister sacrificed, and the twelve ancestors and witches are not complete."

"The Yaozu will never let go of such an excellent opportunity."

"At this time, we must choose the most powerful great witch."

"In this way, we can cope with the next crisis."

Looking at the blood essence in front of him, Di Jiang finally sighed deeply.