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And Chen Changsheng's expression softened a little, and he turned to look at the witch clan.

"Patriarch Dijiang, I was ordered by Empress Houtu to send a drop of her blood essence back to the witch clan."

As Chen Changsheng said, a drop of incomparably gorgeous and mighty blood essence appeared in his palm.

For a moment, the entire Wu clan was shaken.

The remaining eleven ancestor witches appeared one after another at this time, and countless witch clans stared at Chen Changsheng with wide eyes.

"It's the little sister's blood!"

"With the little sister's blood essence, if it is absorbed by a great witch, it might not be able to replace the little sister."

"If that's the case, the formation of the Dutian Twelve Gods will not be much worse."

"Fellow Daoist of Longevity, let's come in first!"

As Di Jiang spoke, the entire Wu Clan fell apart.

Chen Changsheng stepped forward.

Countless people in the entire Wu Clan looked at where Chen Changsheng was, with different expressions.

The eleventh ancestral witch was looking at Chen Changsheng outside the largest ancestral witch hall.

"Fellow Daoist Changsheng, you killed Ling Xiao and frightened Emperor Jun several times. Among our witch clan, you have a great reputation."

"How about coming in with me?"

Di Jiang looked at Chen Changsheng and said.

"As it should be."

Chen Changsheng nodded, and entered the Ancestral Witch Hall simultaneously with a 4.9.

That drop of Houtu's essence and blood was handed over to Di Jiang.

All the ancestral witches looked at the drop of blood with inexplicable expressions.

"Well, it's my little sister's own choice. Who can tell the difference between fate and fate?"

Di Jiang shook his head, and turned to look at the land of the Wu Clan.

"The leader of the Houtu tribe, come to the Ancestral Witch Hall now!"

Di Jiang shouted loudly, and the corners of Chen Changsheng's mouth moved slightly.

Among the witch clan, the spiritual consciousness is weak, and all communication depends on shouting.

Just in response to that sentence, communication depends on shouting.

Soon, a figure galloped over and stepped into the ancestral witch hall.

Chen Changsheng looked, but he was not a stranger.

"Dawu Dayi, I have met all the ancestor witches, I have seen..."

"Friend Longevity! When did you get here?"

Dayi asked, with a puzzled look on his face.

Hundreds of thousands of years have passed since the two climbed Mount Buzhou together.

Chen Changsheng came from the Golden Immortal Realm to the current Quasi-Saint Late Stage.

It made Dayi envious in his eyes.

At this time, Dayi just awakened with the help of the blood of his clan and reached the peak level of Da Luo.

However, he is full of vitality and blood, and behind him is a sun-shooting bow.

Ordinary Luo, he is definitely not an opponent.

"Entrusted by Empress Houtu, I will return the essence and blood of the ancestral witch."

Chen Changsheng nodded and said.

At this time, Di Jiang also looked at Dayi.

"Da Yi, you are the new head of the Houtu Tribe, and it is just right to refine the little sister's blood."

"I will protect the law for you, refine it quickly, and improve your cultivation."

"When the 10 years are up, we will fight in the heaven together!"

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Dayi took the Houtu Jingxue and immediately sat cross-legged.

Thousands of feet of real body manifested, and blood surged all over his body.

The eleventh patriarchal witch sat cross-legged around, protecting Dayi.

Compared to Chen Changsheng, Dayi was originally from the witch clan, so it was much easier than Chen Changsheng to absorb the essence and blood of the ancestor witch at this time.

At this time, the continuous essence and blood turned into infinite blood-colored energy, which was slowly absorbed by Dayi and merged into the blood of the whole body.

With the growth of the blood of the witch clan, the body size also skyrocketed again.

Fortunately, this place is the Ancestral Witch Hall, which is tens of thousands of feet tall.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to accommodate Dayi's body in other places.

Chen Changsheng sat cross-legged on the side, watching Dayi practice.

The cultivation of the witch clan is the orthodox cultivation of the physical body.

At this time, Chen Changsheng had also absorbed the essence and blood of Houtu, so it was not a bad idea to have some enlightenment.

Time passed slowly, but it was only a hundred years. Dayi's body was as majestic as the sea, and when the boundless energy and blood surged, his power exploded suddenly.

The momentum was the same for a moment.

The cultivation base has suddenly broken through, and at this time it is already in the quasi-sage realm.

Of course, at this time, he has just stepped into the quasi-sage realm, which is far from the rest of the ancestral witches.

It is even more impossible to compare it with Chen Changsheng's.

At this time, Dayi slowly opened his eyes, and his fleshy body shook the void.

The blood vessels in the whole body surged boundlessly.

In every pore, there is endless divine light.

This is a sign that the blood essence of the ancestral witch has not been completely absorbed, but next, Dayi needs to slowly absorb it.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Changsheng, for returning Master Zuwu's blood this time."

At this time, Dayi bowed deeply to Chen Changsheng.

He is originally a member of the Houtu tribe, and the status of Houtu in his heart is immeasurable.

The rest of the ancestral witches also surrounded them at this time.

Before, Zhu Rong was still angry with Chen Changsheng.

At this time, it was much better.

After all, the blood essence that Chen Changsheng sent back to Houtu was also the enemy of the Yaozu.

"Fellow Daoist of Longevity, why don't you stay in the Wu Clan and let me discuss the Dao?"

At this moment, Di Jiang asked Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng nodded immediately. After all, he wanted to ask the Wu Clan how to cultivate a physical body.

At this time, it is naturally willing.

"As it should be."

Time passed slowly, and it had been thousands of years. In the sky, beside the brilliant sun, dots of crimson divine light flickered.

The boundless vision illuminates the heavens and the world.

In an instant, Chen Chang and a group of ancestral witches walked out of the ancestral witch hall and looked into the sky.

I saw that around the sun star at 18, there were ten more small suns.

Although its divine light is not strong, its aura is clearly the pure power of the sun.

"What is that!"

"That big shit crow, I don't know what it's doing!"

Zhu Rong snorted softly, and two jets of fire came out from his nostrils, burning the ground.

In the wilderness, there are also countless ecological meritorious deeds looking up at the sky, their eyes full of puzzlement.

That breath was clearly the Golden Crow breath of Emperor Jun Taiyi, but when did it become so weak?

Moreover, there are still ten!

At this moment, two more divine lights flew out from the sun star, turning into two brilliant suns.

At this time, all the great powers in the wild took a deep breath.

I also thought of the heavenly marriage that was just held ten thousand years ago.

"Could it be!"

"The demon emperor Di Jun has already given birth to an heir with the demon queen Suzaku!"

In the wild, someone exclaimed.

"hiss!!"

"If that's the case, wouldn't the Yaozu have ten more Golden Crow bloodlines?"

"That's the blood of the demon emperor, born to control the power of the sun, and the power of the gods is endless."

"If they grow up, they will be like the demon emperor..."

"I'm afraid even if it is as strong as the Wu Clan, it will be difficult to resist. At that time, it will be unstoppable!"

For a moment, in the prehistoric world, everyone looked at the sun star with fear.

The Golden Crow was born on the sun star and has strong heels and feet.

Just one or two Emperor Juntais will dominate the prehistoric world for countless years.

Now if another one is born, wouldn't it be even more invincible!

Among the witch clan, there are still countless heads at this time.

The witches have no consciousness, so they don't know what happened.

"Fellow Daoist Changsheng, just take a look, what the hell is that little Dijun up to!"

At this time, Zhu Rong snorted softly and asked Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng shook his head.

"The ten sons of the Golden Crow, born in Fusang."

"In the Sun God Palace, it should be the divine bird Suzaku, who gave birth at this time."

As Chen Changsheng spoke, the light in his eyes dimmed slightly.

After all, the Ten Sons of the Golden Crow had already appeared at this time, presumably Kuafu Chasing the Sun and Dayi Shooting the Sun are not far away.

Just as he was thinking, Chen Changsheng glanced at Dayi.

The sun-shooting divine bow and ten feathered arrows behind it all have infinite divine light.