The beginning of the prosperous era of the Wu clan (ask for recommendation, ask for collection)

As soon as the nine people were born, they were in the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and they were under the ancestral witch, the body of the great witch.

Seeing the success of creation, the twelve ancestral witches looked at these nine living great witches with a happy smile on their faces.

"Hey, stupid, what are you doing in a daze? Take advantage of the present and start to create their own witch clans immediately. Shen Long looked at the twelve ancestral witches and smirked, and immediately woke them up.

Now is a critical period, just now the twelve ancestral witches combined with Pangu to create nine great witches, in fact, they felt the kind of experience when Pangu created them, and it can be regarded as accepting Pangu's creation inheritance, so the price paid is very large, and these nine great witches are stronger than the future great witches.

Shen Long shouted, the twelve ancestral witches immediately remembered, their expressions were serious, they shouted, and turned into the true body of the ancestral witch again, the low voice of prayer, the messy dance of the ancestral witch, turned into Taoist charm, around the Pangu god statue, on the Pangu god statue, the divine light that had just been restrained, re-emanated.

Di Jiang shouted, the Pangu Temple shook, and then shook violently, Shen Long was unstable in the Pangu Temple, and there was no way to take care of Ruyi, so he urgently pushed the Ruyi in his arms out of the temple and carefully observed the scene of the Wu Clan's creation.

The temple was still shaking, and suddenly a dug spring gushed out from the foot of the Pangu statue, the spring water was black, although it flowed, but it made people feel extremely heavy, Shen Long recognized that it was turbidity, and it was innate turbidity.

"Good fellow, the turbidity gas condenses into water, and the water becomes a spring, how much innate turbidity gas does this take, doesn't it mean that the innate turbidity gas turned into the earth at the beginning of the opening of the sky? Moreover, the turbidity in that turbidity space was also measured for the first time, that is, two hundred years ago, when the flood was repaired. I didn't expect there to be so much left in the Pangu Temple. Shen Long sighed, but the speed on his body was not slow, he knew the power of the turbidity of the Dao, that kind of heavy, dirty feeling, he didn't want to feel it anymore, so from the beginning of the turbidity appeared, a black pagoda condensed under his feet, this is Shen Long's supernatural power formed by imitating the Hell Pagoda, the Hell Pagoda and the turbidity are both extremely yin, so this supernatural power can defend against the scouring of turbidity.

The innate turbidity spring was sacrificed, and the ancestral witches began to create, only to see that every ancestral witch seemed to be immersed in a mysterious state, just like the epiphany in the cultivation of monks, they are now immersed in the kind of inheritance that Pangu created the ancestral witch back then, understand the feelings of Pangu back then, and at the same time, through this inheritance epiphany, they also want to create the witch clan at the same time.

Seeing them in the epiphany, a drop of essence blood appeared at the same time on the left chest and heart, followed by another drop, Shen Long observed and frowned, every drop of essence blood dropped, the momentum on their bodies would be reduced by one percent, and he began to worry that if each of these guys learned nine or twelve drops of Pangu drops, then the period of their fall would have arrived.

Although worried, Shen Long felt that such a thing could not happen, and the creation of the Wu Clan should be developed according to the setting of the Heavenly Dao, and there was no reason to let the ancestral witch fall.

But when the fifth drop of essence blood came out, Shen Long's brows furrowed even deeper, although the ancestral witches mainly cultivated bloodline supernatural powers, and the essence blood was more than ordinary monks, but they only had the maximum limit of twelve drops, just now the nine great witches who were created, each of them should have donated a drop of essence blood, so now they have to lose five more, this is a full half, Shen Long considered, is it to interrupt their creation.

However, things did not develop in the direction that Shen Long was worried about, and when the fifth drop followed the sixth drop, the sixth drop of essence blood had just emerged, and the Pangu Divine Statue suddenly emitted a violent light, waking up the immersed Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The Twelve Ancestors who woke up looked at their physical condition, sweated secretly, and exclaimed, "It's so dangerous." ”

However, they did not stop, roared, forced themselves to operate the true body of the ancestral witch, scooped up the staff, flags, swords, treasure mirrors and other sacrificial weapons, and began the sacrificial dance again, this sacrificial dance danced crazy, terrifying faces, fierce dance steps, thunderous shouts......

Shen Long observed the rhythm in it, every shape of their body, every shout, every move, was so perfect, and every movement of theirs would form a bright rune, and the rune flew out and flew to the statue of Pangu, branding the rune and lighting up a corner of the statue. In this way, countless runes flew to the statue, decorating every corner of the statue with dazzling brilliance, and when the last rune flew to Pangu's forehead, the sacrifice stopped, and the twelve ancestral witches returned to human form, their faces were pale and weak, but each ancestor witch had no time to care about themselves, their eyes looked at the Pangu statue, and their eyes were shining with expectation. ,

"Did you succeed?" Shen Long muttered to himself, although the heart of the Twelve Ancestors was uncertain, but Shen Long had a hunch that this time it must have been done, and the Wu Clan was about to appear.

Sure enough, the last rune was pasted on the forehead of the Pangu statue, and the Pangu statue lit up in vain, even brighter than the light just now, like a sun, the sun's light shone in all directions, even Shen Long was wrapped in it, Shen Long came into contact with this light, and knew that this was the light of creation, and then immersed himself in the perception of creation.

But this light was not aimed at him, nor at the twelve ancestral witches, but the six drops of essence blood left by each of the twelve ancestral witches, a total of seventy-two drops, which was the number of the earth's evils.

The light flew to the ancestral witch's essence blood, like a substantial light penetrating the essence blood, shattering them, and falling at the foot of the idol The spring formed by the innate turbidity gas.

Suddenly, the turbid gas spring boiled, like a hot spring gushing up, seeing this, all the ancestors were relieved, they knew that this time it was successful.

The spring gushes up, forming a lake, the lake boils under the action of the ancestral witch's essence blood, just like boiling water, a strong breath of life emanates from this turbid lake, the rich breath of creation plus the breath of life, will be the Shen Long who is feeling the creation of the awakening, he used the eye of the true dragon to check, in this lake of turbidity gas, pregnant with countless lives, although it has not yet been formed, but the Wu clan is caused.

"Congratulations to all the brothers, the prosperity of the Wu clan is just around the corner. He congratulated the Twelve Ancestral Witches who were lying on the ground like dead dogs.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches smirked, their feelings could not be expressed in words, and the most reluctantly Di Jiang reluctantly stood up, saluted Shen Long, and then said: "If you can succeed this time, thank you for the help of Brother Xuanlong, if it weren't for this hundred years, Brother Xuanlong's help, I'm afraid the Wu Clan would be much late." ”

The other ancestral witches got up one after another and thanked Shen Long in a crooked manner, they were already weak.

"Okay, okay, my own brother, how can there be so much etiquette?" Shen Long waved his hand to excuse them, and then one of them flashed up to them, took out a bottle of pill, and sent it to them.

"This is the Holy Healing Pill I refined, it is the highest achievement of my alchemy technique, quasi-saint first-level healing and recovery dual-purpose, you are a witch clan, I don't know how effective the medicine is, even if the effect is not good, it can also play a certain role, there are not many things, one per person." ”

"Xie Lu, Xie Xuanlong, brother. Di Jiang received, uncovered the bottle cap, a strong medicinal fragrance filled the entire temple, so that their spirits were shocked, although Di Jiang didn't know what the Dao pill was, but felt that this pill was good for his cultivation, and hurriedly distributed it, one per person, and swallowed one himself.

The pill was like the abdomen, a stream of heat diffused throughout the body, and they immediately felt that their bodies were much better, and the loss of essence and blood could not be replenished immediately, but their feelings were much better, at least they didn't have the feeling of not being careful just now, and they obviously felt that the recovery of essence and blood was much faster.

The ancestors were shocked, and Shen Long saw that they were going to worship again, so he quickly waved his hand and said, "Okay, brother, I don't like these clichés, it's better to have a few drinks with my brother." ”

The ancestors glanced at the lake of turbidity, and their faces were embarrassed.

"If there is nothing to do, even if they are to be born, it will take fifty years at the earliest, and besides, aren't they still there? If there is any movement here, call them to inform them. Shen Long pointed out, and the ancestral witches saw that it was Xingtian and the others who were created for the first time, and at this time, the nine great witches were playing with mud in the temple.

The ancestors also felt that they needed to rest, they called the nine great witches, and lectured fiercely for a while, twelve leaders, nine subordinates, maybe the twelve ancestral witches had just become leaders, and they all wanted to have an addiction, so they took turns to fight, and they called a cheerful and dripping mouthful, and the spit flowers were about to drown the nine great witches who had just been born, if it weren't for Shen Long's reminder, the nine great witches would have been tragic.

As soon as they were born, they had to passively accept the most cruel punishment!!

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