MTL - The Great Desolation: Read the Holy King, Extract the God Statue To Suppress Prison-Chapter 138

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

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

As Chen Changsheng spoke, a drop of incomparably splendid, inexhaustible blood essence appeared in his palm.

For a time, the entire Wu clan was shaken.

The remaining eleven Ancestral Witches appeared one after another at this time. Countless Witch Races stared at Chen Changsheng with wide-eyed eyes.

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

"With the blood of the little sister, if it is absorbed by a great witch, it may not be able to replace the position of the little sister."

"If this is the case, it will be a great formation of twelve gods, and it won't be much worse if you think about it."

"Fellow Daoist Longevity, come first!"

As Di Jiang said, the entire Wu ethnic group fell apart.

Chen Changsheng stepped in.

In the entire Wu clan, countless people looked at Chen Changsheng with different expressions.

Eleven Ancestral Witches were looking at Chen Changsheng outside the largest Ancestral Witch Hall.

"Fellow Daoist Changsheng, you slashed Ling Xiao and shocked Di Jun several times. Among our Wu clan, you are very famous."

"How about you come in with me and talk?"

Di Jiang looked at Chen Changsheng and said.

"As it should be."

Chen Changsheng nodded and entered the Ancestral Witch Hall at the same time as 4.9.

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

A group of ancestor witches looked at the drop of blood essence with inexplicable expressions.

"Oh, it's also the choice of the little sister herself. Who can tell the fate of the fate?"

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

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

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

Among the Wu clan, the consciousness is weak, and all communication relies on shouting.

Exactly in response to that sentence, the communication relies on roaring.

Soon, a figure galloped and stepped into the Ancestral Witch Hall.

Chen Changsheng looked, but he was not a stranger.

"Da Wu Da Yi, I have seen you ancestor witches, I have seen..."

"Fellow Daoist Longevity! When did you get here?"

Dayi asked with a puzzled look on his face.

It has been hundreds of thousands of years since the two climbed Buzhou Mountain together.

Chen Changsheng had reached the late stage of the Quasi-Saint Realm from the Golden Immortal Realm.

Dayi's eyes were filled with envy.

At this time, Dayi was only awakened by the blood of his clan and reached the peak level of Daluo Peak.

However, he was full of qi and blood, and behind him was a divine bow.

Ordinary Daluo is determined not to be an opponent.

"At the request of the Queen Mother, I will return the 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 patriarch of the Houtu tribe, refining the blood of the little sister is just right."

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

"As soon as the time of 100,000 years is up, I will fight to the heaven together!"

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Dayi took the blood of Houtu, and immediately sat cross-legged.

Thousands of feet of real body manifested, and blood surging all over the body.

The Eleven Patriarchs sat cross-legged and guarded Dayi.

Compared to Chen Changsheng, Dayi was originally a witch, and it was much easier than Chen Changsheng to absorb the blood of the ancestors.

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

With the growth of the Wu clan bloodline, the size of the body 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 to one side, watching Dayi practice.

The cultivation of the Wu clan is the orthodox cultivation of the flesh.

At this time, Chen Changsheng also absorbed the blood of Houtu, and it was not a bad idea to comprehend it.

Time passed slowly, but it was only a hundred years. Dayi's whole body was as majestic as the sea, and when the boundless qi and blood were surging, the power suddenly erupted.

The momentum is momentary.

The cultivation base has already broken through, and it is already a quasi-saint realm.

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

It was even more impossible to compare with Chen Changsheng.

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

The blood vessels in the whole body are surging boundlessly.

In every pore, there is endless divine light.

This is a sign that the blood of the ancestor witch has not been completely absorbed, but the next step is to absorb it slowly by Da Yi.

"Thank you, Daoist Changsheng, for returning the blood of Master Zuwu this time."

At this moment, Dayi gave Chen Changsheng a deep salute.

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

The rest of the ancestor witches also gathered around at this time.

Previously, Zhu Rong was angry with Chen Changsheng.

This time it was much better.

After all, the blood essence Chen Changsheng sent back to Houtu was also the great enemy of the demon clan.

"Fellow Daoist Longevity, why don't you stay in the Wu clan, and let me discuss the Tao?"

At this time, Di Jiang asked Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng nodded immediately. After all, he wanted to ask the Wu clan how to cultivate the flesh.

At this time of course is willing.

"As it should be."

Time has passed slowly, thousands of years have passed, and in the sky, next to the splendid sun, a little red divine light flickered.

Boundless vision, illuminating the heavens and the world.

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

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

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

"What is that!"

"That **** crow, I don't know what you're doing!"

Zhu Rong snorted lightly, and two fires came out of his nostrils, burning the ground.

In the prehistoric times, there are also countless ecological meritorious deeds looking up at the sky with puzzled eyes.

That breath is clearly the golden crow breath of Emperor Jun Taiyi, but when did it become so weak?

Moreover, there are still a full ten!

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

At this time, all the great powers of the Great Desolation 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 a child with the Demon Empress Suzaku!"

In the flood, someone exclaimed in amazement.

"hiss!"

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

"That's from the bloodline of the Demon Emperor, who was born to wield the power of the sun, with endless divine might."

"If you wait for them to grow up, they will be like the demon emperor and the demon emperor..."

"I am afraid that even if it is as powerful as a witch clan, it will be difficult to resist. At that time, wouldn't it be unstoppable and unstoppable!"

For a time, in the prehistoric times, everyone looked at the sun star with dread.

Jinwu was born on the sun star and has strong heels.

Just one or two Emperor Juntai has dominated the prehistoric times for countless years.

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

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

The witches have no consciousness and have no idea what happened.

"Fellow Daoist Changsheng, let's see, what the **** is that Dijun kid doing!"

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

Chen Changsheng shook his head.

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

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

Chen Changsheng said, the light in his eyes narrowed slightly.

After all, the ten sons of the Golden Crow had already appeared at this time, so it must be not far from Kuafu to chase the sun and Dayi to shoot the sun.

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

The sun-shooting divine bow and ten feather arrows behind it are all divine light.