"Big brother, I'm here to help you."

The current battle situation was unfavorable, and Jumang Zuwu hurriedly joined the battle and attacked with the law of wood attributes.

The name of the harvest is strange, and it is also a great ancestral witch, the ancestor witch of gold, and the power of attack is unparalleled.

"Sonorous ......"

Long Xuan's head was crowned with Yin and Yang merits, and he was holding the sword of killing, and he was able to defeat the five great ancestors without falling behind.

"Such a strong Taoist, Long Xuan, you made me serious."

Dijiang Ancestor Wu's face was solemn, and he motioned to the other brothers to help, otherwise he would really be broken one by one.

The ancestor of the wind, Wu Tianwu, the ancestor of thunder, Wu Qiangliang, the ancestor of electricity, and the ancestor of darkness, Wu Xuan, almost joined forces to besiege Long Xuan alone.

"Tsk, this Daoist is really terrifying, he is actually capable of defeating the nine supreme ancestral witch lords."

There were many great witches watching the battle outside the Pangu Palace, not only Hou Yi, but also several other people, and the strength exuded was not weak.

"Soul Ring Plus ......"

Long Xuan spread his golden wings, and the light on his body was great, condensing twelve soul rings, constantly retreating and dodging.

"Avoid the real and attack the false, you don't have a chance."

Candle Jiuyin threw a spear and nailed it to Long Xuan with the power of time, trying to pierce his body.

"Immortal Fire ......"

Long Xuan hurriedly pinched a mantra, and a thick flame flashed on his body, turning into an armor that was both offensive and defensive.

"Poof......

The Spear of Time was so powerful that it pierced through Long Xuan's defenses, causing him to cough up blood and almost fall out of mid-air.

"Hehe, I've said it's useless for you to join forces, let go of your natal blood!"

Long Xuan operated the law of life and recovered from his injuries in a blink of an eye, his breath was stable, and his combat power did not decrease in the slightest.

"It's just empty talk, and you won't know until you've fought it."

Zhu Rong Zuwu on the side couldn't help but retort, he was hit hard just now and now he can't participate in the war.

"Ten Murderous Law ......"

Long Xuan sealed with his hands and turned into ten divine lights, each with different powers, but extremely amazing.

The phoenix sings in the sky, the Kunpeng spreads its wings, the real dragon's big handprint, the power of the horned ants is exhausted, and the Thunder Emperor is ......

"Boom ......"

The Nine Great Ancestral Witches joined forces and shot out nine rays of light, and when they collided with the Ten Fierce Methods, they burst out with a loud sound that destroyed the world.

"Poof......

Houtu Zuwu suffered a heavy blow, was hit by the Ten Murderous Methods, flew upside down for 30,000 miles, and coughed up blood in a big gulp.

At this moment, Long Xuan is extremely powerful, although it is the early stage of the quasi-saint, but the combat power is not weak at all.

"Long Xuan, how dare you hurt my Houtu girl?"

Dijiang Ancestor Wu was furious, staring at Long Xuan viciously, distorting the space, forming many exploding wormholes.

"I'm here to trade, don't worry about your essence and blood for nothing."

Long Xuan hurriedly explained, he didn't want to fight with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, it was too risky.

"If you win, we are naturally willing to gamble and lose, and give you our natal essence blood."

Candle Jiuyin responded coldly, and the spear in his hand became more and more terrifying and sharp.

"Nine secrets in one, invincible ...... in the world"

The other party still has to resist stubbornly, and Long Xuan can only increase the intensity of his attack and subdue him by force.

"Pro ......"

"Soldier ......"

"Fighting ......"

"......"

"All ......"

"Number ......"

Group ......

"Former ......"

"Row ......"

The nine secrets came out together, forming nine dazzling rays of light, which converged from all directions and turned into a peerless blow.

The nine ancestral witches couldn't stop them together, let alone the eight of them, and they were knocked away by the power of the nine secrets on the spot, blooming with a feather-like fairy light.

"Poof......

Time Ancestral Witch flew out upside down, if it weren't for Ancestral Witch's physical strength, he would have fallen in another person.

"Don't fight, Long Xuan, you are the strongest person I have ever seen."

More than one person was injured, and Wu Qiangliang, the ancestor of thunder, was also covered in blood and temporarily lost his combat effectiveness.

"Do you still want to fight Dijiang Daoyou?"

On the surface, Long Xuan had the upper hand, but in fact, he was almost exhausted, and the few moves just now were too consuming of essence and energy.

"Congratulations to Long Daoyou, you won, this is my natal essence blood."

Compared with the cultivators, the ancestral witches were full of words, forced out their natal essence blood on the spot, and threw it to Long Xuan.

"We are willing to gamble and lose, we can afford to lose."

The other five ancestral witches also forced out their natal essence blood and gave it to Long Xuan in one go, full of pride.

"I'm sorry, the six of us are injured, let's give it back in a few days!"

Zhu Rong and the others looked at Long Xuan helplessly, revealing a simple and shrewd smile.

"The law of life, nectar from heaven."

Long Xuan operated the law of life, and formed nectar with it, and every drop contained amazing vitality.

"Tick ......"

The nectar landed on the Twelve Ancestral Witches, helping them heal their wounds and causing their physical bodies to slowly recover.

"The ancestral witch essence blood is really domineering, and I feel the power of the law in it."

Touching the six drops of essence blood in front of him, Long Xuan was a little moved, and then put it into the storage bag.

"Throw it in a peach, and repay it in return."

Houtu Ancestor Wu was very decisive and hurriedly forced out the natal essence blood, and the bright red blood was full of divine power.

"This is the essence blood of my flame attribute."

Zhu Rong Ancestor Wu was the same, and in the blink of an eye, six more drops of essence blood flew out and landed in Long Xuan's hands.

"Ding: Congratulations to the host for successfully obtaining the Twelve Ancestral Witch Essence Blood, and the reward is five Qi Luck Value."

An anomaly occurred in Long Xuan's body, he controlled the law of force, and had an induction with twelve drops of essence blood.

"Long Daoyou, you must stay here for a while, protect me and wait for me."

Houtu Ancestor Wu's words were tough, and it could be seen that their strength had temporarily fallen, and the impact was huge after losing their natal essence blood.

"Okay, I'll take care of your witches."

Long Xuan subconsciously agreed, after all, he couldn't eat for nothing, so he didn't work!

"Witch ...... We are the Ancestral Witches, and the Witch Clan is a good name. ”

After hearing this title, Dijiang Ancestor Wu nodded secretly and looked at Long Xuan with a grateful face.

"In that case, let's create a race!"

The twelve ancestral witches all had this idea, but they didn't think of a name, and Long Xuan's words woke them up.

"Damn, even the Wu Clan's special ones were proposed by me."

Regarding the behavior of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Long Xuan felt that it was too hasty, and it seemed as if he was deliberately cheating people.

"God the Father, we uphold your last wish to establish the Wu Clan and protect all souls in the world for you."

As Di Jiang spoke, the wind and clouds changed color in the blink of an eye, condensing the power of the luck of the twelve ancestors.

"Boom ......"

The infinite merits above the Nine Heavens came from the Heavenly Dao and fell directly on the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"The power of merit is poisonous, don't absorb it!"

Long Xuan hurriedly reminded, but it was still a step too late, and it was too late.

"The path of quasi-sainthood has become ......"

The power of merit automatically glows and melts into the body of the Twelve Ancestors, training their physical bodies and enabling them to step into the quasi-saint realm.

In this way, the Wu clan was born, and in Long Xuan's eyes, the twelve ancestral witches and many great witches formed an overwhelming force of luck.

"Lich War, this is the number of days in the desolate world, and manpower can't change it at all."

Looking at the Twelve Ancestral Witches in front of him, Long Xuan couldn't help muttering to himself, and then looked at the sky with a determined expression.

(End of chapter)