It's no wonder that Di Jun is so out of shape, it's just that in the previous battles with the Wu Clan, the Demon Clan always failed miserably, and there were saints born in the Wu Clan, which made Di Jun, who was already sad in his heart, even more desperate, but Hongjun's words made him see the hope of defeating the Wu Clan in despair, and his mood seemed to go from hell to heaven all of a sudden, and the depression in his heart suddenly relaxed, so naturally it would be like this.

At this time, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi proposed, "Big brother, why don't I hold a feast to celebrate?"

"This can't be done!" Before Di Jun could speak, Bai Ze on the side refused first. Di Jun didn't speak, his eyes looked at Bai Ze, and motioned for him to continue. Seeing Emperor Jun's gesture, Bai Ze continued: "Your Majesty, our top priority is to study the way to get rid of the Wu Clan, if we can really get rid of the Wu Clan, it will not hurt to hold this feast in the future. ”

Hearing this, Di Jun praised: "Bai Ze's words are reasonable. We should first find a way to get rid of the Witch Clan once and for all. "Yes, I respectfully follow the orders of His Majesty the Demon Emperor. ”

Different from the Demon Court, the Wu Clan, in the Pangu Palace, the mood of the eleven ancestral witches can be described as from heaven to hell. When they heard that Houtu had become sanctified, they were overjoyed, and felt that they could get rid of the demon clan and dominate the flood. But no one expected that Hongjun would put Houtu under house arrest in the underworld.

Zhu Rong, who has always been hot-tempered, scolded in the main hall: "Hongjun is so biased towards the demon clan, it is really in vain to be the ancestor of the Dao!" Di Jiang hurriedly stopped Zhu Rong, "Okay, Zhu Rong, Hongjun has favored the demon clan several times, and there must be something strange." Candle Jiuyin, what do you think about this?"

When Candle Jiuyin heard Di Jiang's words, he wanted to speak and stopped, his expression was very entangled. "What you see, don't dwell on it, say it. "Big brother, I urged the law of time and saw the scene of the future Lich War! The two Lich clans finally died together!" As soon as Candle Jiuyin's words were finished, several ancestral witches instantly jumped up, "Impossible, how can my Wu clan and the demon clan die together!"

Xuan Ming analyzed: "My witch clan and the demon clan have fought several times, and the demon clan has been defeated again and again, if my witch clan and the demon clan die together, unless the demon clan has another backhand." When the ancestors heard this, their hearts were very sad. Now Houtu is under house arrest, and Candle Jiuyin sees that the two lich clans will die together in the future. It's very desperate.

Seeing that everyone was depressed, Di Jiang comforted: "Everyone, since we know that the demon clan has a backhand, we should work harder to cultivate and use absolute strength to get rid of the demon clan!"

"Big brother is right!" Everyone heard Di Jiang's persuasion, and slowly regained their confidence, and their bodies also exuded a strong fighting spirit.

And in the underworld, after Houtu heard Hongjun's words, she felt that there were prohibitions against her around the underworld, and when she saw those prohibitions, she had a warning in her heart, she could be sure that if she dared to go out of the underworld and encounter those prohibitions, even if she didn't fall, she would be seriously injured. She felt bitter in her heart, thinking that after she became holy, she would be able to survive the flood without worry, not to mention invincible, at least no one could hurt her. But when she recalled the scene of Thunder fighting five against one and Hongjun's ban, she knew that she was still weak and vulnerable in their eyes.

Lei Ting seemed to feel Houtu's loneliness, and walked to Houtu's side to comfort: "Houtu, you are in a hurry." The voice of the thunder sounded very small, but it was exploding in the primordial spirit of Houtu, and she gradually came to her senses, she understood that if she didn't want to be vulnerable, she had to work hard to cultivate and improve her realm.

Houtu smiled at Thunder, although she didn't say anything, but this kindness was still in her heart. "Emperor, now that I am confined to the underworld, I also ask the emperor to hand over these few drops of essence blood to my brothers, so that they can use this to create another ancestral witch. After saying that, Houtu forced out a few drops of essence blood and handed them to the thunder.

Thunder took the essence blood, "I'll go for you here, but what else do you have to say?" "The emperor asked his brother to pick out some witch monks to bring it?" "Okay." ”

Thunder stepped out and came to the Pangu Palace, the Pangu Hall was very silent, the eleven ancestral witches didn't know what they were thinking, and the Thunder saw that everyone didn't find him, so he had to release a wisp of breath. The eleven ancestral witches were very familiar with the aura of thunder, and when they sensed it, they immediately looked in the direction where the thunder was, and sure enough, it was thunder coming.

"Meet the Emperor, I wonder why the Emperor is here?" several ancestral witches asked when they met Thunder.

"This seat is here for Houtu, she is confined to the underworld, unable to appear in the wilderness, this seat brings a few drops of her essence blood to you, let you create another ancestral witch. Di Jiang took the essence blood and said to the thunder: "Thank you Emperor Jun, I don't know what else the Houtu Sage commands?"

"You pick some witch monks, and I'll take them to the underworld. Hearing this, Xuan Ming ran to pick someone, although she didn't know what Houtu meant, but she still chose to believe her. After a stick of incense, Xuan Ming came to the outside of the Pangu Hall with tens of thousands of Wu monks, not that Xuan Ming didn't want to choose more, but the Wu clan was preparing for the Lich War, so he could only pick out so many people.

Thunder took out the Qiankun Ding and included these tens of thousands of Wu monks in the Ding. At this time, Di Jiang said: "We are preparing to create another ancestral witch, and I also ask the emperor to take a look." ”

"Okay. Thunder and several ancestral witches came to the Pangu Blood Pool. Di Jiang pointed to the blood pool in front of him and introduced: "Emperor, this is the Pangu Blood Pool, and the huge heart in the blood pool is left by the Pangu God. When Di Jiang said Pangu, his tone was full of respect.

Di Jiang dripped the essence blood of Houtu into the blood pool, and suddenly the blood wave surged, and after a few incense sticks, a burly naked giant walked out of the blood pool, and Di Jiang used his finger to put a little on his head, and transmitted all the information in the flood to it. He bowed to everyone and said, "Chiyou greets your brothers, sisters, and emperors. "Get up. ”

The momentum that erupted from Chi You's body was stronger than that of Xuan Ming, the weakest of the twelve ancestral witches, and Thunder guessed that this was probably the effect of the Houtu Essence Blood. Pangu's twelve drops of essence blood took hundreds of thousands of years to transform, and some of the essence in it had already been lost, otherwise with his essence blood alone, it would be impossible for the twelve ancestors to stop at quasi-saint cultivation.

Lei Ting looked at Chi You in front of him and thought: "This is the Chi You who will compete with Emperor Xuanyuan for the throne of Emperor Ren in the future, and be killed by him in Zhuolu? At the same time, Thunder also looked at the Pangu Blood Pool, which allowed the Wu monks to create a steady stream of clansmen with only their essence blood, and its effect could be said to be very rebellious. Every layer of the saint realm is like an abyss, and the thunder can't see through the blood pool at the moment, so he is no longer entangled, and says to the ancestors: "This is the matter, this seat will go back to the underworld first." ”

Dijiang and the others heard this and sent the thunder outside the Pangu Palace. After that, the eleven ancestral witches talked to Chi You again, and Di Jiang, as the eldest brother, said: "Chi You, you have just been born, first go to the Wu clan to familiarize yourself, and in the future, we will practice the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array together." "Yes, Chiyou, let me first take you to familiarize yourself with the Wu Clan, just now we were still worried about the twelve heavenly gods, if there were only me and the eleven ancestral witches, I am afraid that the power will be reduced a lot, I didn't expect you to be born, now we don't have to worry." Tianhao interjected before Chi You could answer.

Not to mention the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the underworld, when Thunder returned to the palace, Houtu had not yet left, and Thunder knew what she was worried about when she looked at her. "Di Jiang has created a new ancestral witch from your essence blood, his name is Chi You, and his strength is slightly higher than that of Xuan Ming. After listening to this, the smile on his face also relaxed.

Thunder sacrificed the Qiankun Ding, and released tens of thousands of Wu monks, these Wu monks saw Thunder and Houtu, and bowed: "Meet Houtu Ancestor Wu, meet Thunder Emperor." "Well, thanks to the Emperor's care, you can enter the underworld. The emperor and queen have asked you to arrange positions, and from now on, you must perform your duties and do not neglect your duties. Houtu admonished.