Speed ​​through the cultivation of immortality!

Di Jiang said calmly: "We will all perish, and it will be useless to struggle. The Honghuang Immortal Realm is the body of the Father God, and time and space cannot be changed. Even if Hongjun's strength surpasses the Father God in the future, he will definitely not be able to revive us."

The ancient witches nodded one after another.

They are well aware of their own strength, so they never think that they can be resurrected by Hongjun.

"But Hongjun's strength in the future should have surpassed that of the Father God. He cannot resurrect Daluo, and it is difficult for him to tamper with the historical trajectory of the prehistoric fairyland, but it is possible to change some tiny details. The details do not affect the overall situation and are hidden in the years. They seem harmless, but this is the only thing we can do. We need to create some details and foreshadowing that are not threatening to Hongjun but are of great use to the Wu clan, and let Hongjun help us continue."

"Will Hongjun help us?"

"Under normal circumstances, he would naturally not help. But although Ji kid has selfish motives, he did not lie to us. In the future, Hongjun and the Three Pure Ones are rivals. So Hongjun will not care about the Wu Clan, but will care about the Three Pure Ones. As long as our back-up plan is to target the Three Pure Ones, he will only be happy to see it happen, and may even add fuel to the flames."

Dijiang demonstrated his ability to take charge of the overall situation as the eldest brother of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Even though it was a dead end, he still struggled hard.

"That's why I told Di Jun that the Wu Clan wanted to hunt down the Three Pure Ones. We have to help Hong Jun and find out what the Three Pure Ones are doing at this point in time. Hong Jun owes us this karma, so he has reason to help us continue the Wu Clan's heritage, which is also a good thing for Him. In the future, the Wu Clan may become His helper and help Him deal with the Three Pure Ones. After all, we do have a blood feud with Tong Tian."

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

"Among the Three Pure Ones, Taishang is unfathomable, and Yuanshi is in charge of attacking the creation. If you want to find out their trump cards, you can only pay with your life. There is nothing to say. Tongtian is arrogant by nature, and is the easiest to deal with. I think he is also the one Hongjun trusts the most. So we must fight Taishang and Yuanshi for real. As for Tongtian, we must make him arrogant and proud.

"During this period of time, even if we kill Tongtian, who was created by Hongjun, it will be useless. But if we paralyze Tongtian and make him mistakenly believe that he is the strongest among the Three Pure Ones, there is a chance that he will die in our hands in the future.

"What we need to do is to make Tongtian misjudge his own strength and sow the seeds of division within the Three Pure Ones. And, let Hongjun believe that following this changed trajectory will be a win-win for him and the Wu Clan. So he will allow these small changes without changing the course of history.

"And this is our witch clan's last chance. Hou Tu, you must try to learn everything from us, especially the inheritance of me and the second brother and the essence of the ancestor witches. You must master them in your own hands. Time, space, plus the authority of the earth that you control, this is the prototype of the way of reincarnation, and it is also the greatest backing for you and the witch clan.

"Tianwu, Xuanming, Qiangliang, Xizi, your inheritance of wind, rain, thunder and lightning has been passed on to Ji Changsheng, but the final essence and remains of the ancestor witch will be left to me. We will all perish, and only I can survive. Therefore, I want to get the greatest legacy of our witch clan and surpass all of us. The biggest and only purpose of us sitting here today is to make me stronger than all of us.

"It is irresponsible of us as brothers and sisters to let my little sister support the Wu clan independently. Now that we have a chance to make amends, we must work hard to help my little sister relieve her stress. Tianwu, Xuanming, Qiangliang, Xizi, I want you to put aside your pride and self-esteem and give most of your strength to my little sister. Then, fall into Tongtian's hands."

"it is good."

"It is my duty to help my little sister."

"Listen to big brother."

"Hou Tu, it's settled. There's no need to refuse. You are the one who suffers the most."

Tian Wu, Xuan Ming, Qiang Liang and Xi Zi all agreed readily.

On average, the individual combat power of the Twelve Ancestral Witches is half a level or even a level weaker than that of the Four Emperors of the Demon Clan.

However, the main reason why the two Lich clans can become hegemons is that the four emperors of the Yao clan split into two waves. Emperor Jun Taiyi and Emperor Xi and Emperor Wa cannot be considered to share weal and woe.

Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches also have internal conflicts, they truly regard each other as brothers, and their feelings are much deeper than those of the Four Emperors of the Demon Clan.

Dijiang nodded and looked at Zhu Jiuyin, the ancestor of time who had a human head and a dragon body and whose whole body was red.

Among the twelve ancestor witches, he is the leader, Zhu Jiuyin is the second, and Hou Tu is the youngest.

The three of them are the real pillars of the Wu clan.

"Second Brother, you control time. You have used the Way of Time to investigate the Three Pure Ones. Did you see anything useful?"

In Zhu Jiuyin’s eyes, the long river of time passed quickly.

What Dijiang said happened a long time ago.

His knowledge of time played a major role in the witch clan becoming the overlord of the ancient world. The twelve witch ancestors were also able to rise against the will of heaven because of his ability to predict the future.

But in the end, it is just predicting the future, not controlling it.

And...the future is simply not 100% certain.

Therefore, the Wu clan became the overlord of the ancient world, but eventually declined.

Knowing a certain degree of the future does not guarantee that you will be invincible.

Xiao Mu and Xiao Yu came into this world and knew the future, but that didn't affect the fact that they were still two rookies during this period.

Zhu Jiuyin said slowly: "The future of Taiqing is in chaos and unpredictable. I didn't see much of Yuanshi holding the Pangu Banner, but I vaguely saw the master and disciple falling out. As for Tongtian, he is the easiest to see clearly. In addition to the Four Swords of Zhuxian, he has another great killing weapon that even Taishang and Yuanshi don't know about."

"What kind of killing weapon is it?"

"The Six Soul Banner, which belongs to Luohou, can harm Daluo's life, but the conditions for its use are complicated, so it cannot be considered a true treasure. Its power is far less than his Four Swords of Immortal Execution. However, Tongtian himself does not know, as he has not used it yet."

Dijiang's eyes lit up.

"The Four Swords of Zhu Xian are the best killing swords in the prehistoric world. If the Six Soul Banners can harm Daluo again, Tongtian will definitely not take other Daluo seriously, including Taishang and Yuanshi. Yuanshi is aloof and strict by nature, and will definitely not tolerate the inflated Tongtian. I think Hongjun would like to see this kind of situation."

Zhu Jiuyin nodded: "Brother, what you said makes sense. If Tongtian really thinks he can fight against the four Daluo... then the Six Saints in the future will be very interesting. This is completely consistent with what we have found in the soul search, and can explain Tongtian's various performances in the Conferred God. Our arrangement should not affect the future. It is just a piece of cake for Hongjun, and my little sister can also get the greatest benefit."

……

An hour later.

The young man in red looked at the four great witch ancestors Tianwu, Xuanming, Qiangliang and Xizi who were lying on the ground without any breath, then looked at the Six Soul Banner in his hand and laughed towards the sky.

History has completed its cycle.

Chapter 251: Time and Space Closed Loop, Changsheng Emperor Returns

"Little Nanji, do you want to pay homage to your uncle's invincible heroic figure?"

After receiving the reply from his uncle, Ji Changsheng clearly felt one thing:

Uncle San is becoming more and more confident!

"Uncle San, the four ancient witches Tianwu, Xuanming, Qiangliang, and Xizi have fallen?"

"Of course, as I said, each Daluo is different. I, your third uncle, am the top Daluo who can beat four Daluos of the same level."

Ji Changsheng: "..."

Suddenly I felt a little sorry for my uncle.

After all, Ji Changsheng is not the third uncle. He has a brain and will constantly update his ideas.

Although Ji Changsheng didn't know the plans of the ancient witches, he knew one thing clearly based on his memories from later generations:

Uncle San simply doesn’t have the ability to fight four people alone.

Not to mention fighting four people, it would be difficult for Uncle San to fight against any strong person of the same level in a one-on-one fight, except for Zhunti.

So the four ancient witches could actually be killed by Uncle San at the same time. There must be something fishy behind this.

Otherwise, the ancient witches were fixing the match.

Or maybe the Ancestral Witch wasn't as powerful as he thought.

But judging by the Dao Ancestor's caution, the Ancestral Witch must be strong.

There is only one explanation:

Zuwu is playing a fixed game.

If it was his uncle who could defeat the four lower-ranked ancestor witches, Ji Changsheng would believe it.

How could Third Uncle have that ability?

Uncle San was definitely fooled, but he couldn't see it, and thus misjudged his own strength.

Behind this...I guess it has something to do with him.

Old Demon Ji felt a little guilty for a rare moment.

If Daozu made this period of time and space into a closed loop of history... No, since Daozu has put them into this period of past years, according to the iron law that the history of the prehistoric fairyland cannot be changed at will, I am afraid that time and space will definitely be a closed loop.

Even if he is the Tao Ancestor, there is no need to tamper with history so many times in a row. What if his vitality is damaged?

Sending them here once would be a falsification of history.

If we change it back, it would be like taking off pants to fart - a waste of time.

Therefore, as long as the major historical line is not changed this time, Daozu should not change again.

What is happening now is what happened in history.

Uncle San was so confident later on, and it seemed partly because of him.

Uncle San, I'm sorry.

But you have to use some judgement yourself.

If you can beat four people alone, can you always be the youngest in Sanqing?

"Uncle San, please listen to me."

"What?"

"Brothers, be friendly and respectful!"

"Don't worry, I know that my elder brother and second brother are not my opponents, I will save their face."

The young man in red is very generous.

Ji Changsheng... couldn't bear to look at it.

He could see his uncle's miserable future without Zhu Jiuyin's magical power of time.

Ji Changsheng is still filial.

He also didn't want his father, uncle and third uncle to really break up.

The Three Pure Ones and the Taoist Ancestor are evenly matched in power, so he can keep attracting investment.

Whenever one party is in a clearly weaker position, he has to choose a side.

So Ji Changsheng responded with sincerity: "Uncle San, my uncle is the eldest of the Three Pure Ones, and my father has the Pangu Banner. Although you are also unparalleled in killing, the strength of my uncle and father may not be inferior to yours."

Ji Changsheng still has a high emotional intelligence and what he said was very tactful.

But Uncle San wouldn't listen.

The young man in red continued to laugh: "Little Nanji, I know you really want to save your father's reputation. In fact, Third Uncle also respects the eldest and second brothers, but facts speak louder than words, there is nothing we can do."

"fact?"

"Yes, of the twelve ancestors of the Wu clan, I, your third uncle, killed six by myself. Your father and eldest brother together could only deal with six, and they haven't defeated them yet. Alas, the reputation of the Three Pure Ones in the prehistoric world still depends on me, Tongtian."

The young man in red shook his head and sighed: "Big brother and second brother are also trying to save face. They didn't even let me go to rescue. Little Antarctic, I'm really afraid that they will capsize in the gutter."

Ji Changsheng: "..."

It’s confirmed, Zuwu is indeed playing a fixed game.

It must be said that it is indeed outrageous that Uncle San killed six ancient witches alone.

But probably only the first two were killed by skill.

The last four are definitely playing him.

On the contrary, my father and uncle not only encountered tough opponents, but also did not engage in fake matches.

However, the authorities are confused, but the onlookers know clearly.

What's more, the person in charge is someone like Uncle San who sacrificed his IQ in exchange for strength.

It would be strange if he could tell the difference.

However, Uncle San can’t tell the difference, but Daozu can definitely tell the difference.

I don’t know how much Daozu can deduce this time.

Ji Changsheng gave up communicating with his uncle and prayed sincerely in his heart:

"Uncle and father must give more support."

I can't rely on my third uncle anymore.

Only if his father and uncle stand up, will he have a chance to get more investment from Daozu.

Ji Changsheng's sincere prayers were finally answered.

……

This world.

Zixiao Palace.

The stars in Daozu's eyes disappeared, and suddenly, he slowly exhaled a breath of foul air.

Haotian has served Daozu for several epochs and understands him better than any other powerful being.