As soon as Lin Long came out, all the ancestors of the Wu clan rushed over.

Just made a breakthrough in cultivation, and Lin Long was also in a good mood.

"Alright, let's all get up."

Lin Long waved his hand casually, and an irresistible buoyancy lifted all the twelve ancestral witches.

"This power!"

"It's so strong, I can't even resist!"

"This is the power of the Witch God?"

Feeling Lin Long's power, all the ancestral witches set off a storm in their hearts!

How strong is the power of the ancestral witch, others don't know, can you still not know?

Even if ordinary creatures wanted to shake their witch flesh with the law, it was impossible.

But Lin Long held up all the twelve ancestral witches so lightly, and he didn't look like he was struggling at all!

After this breakthrough, Lin Long, whose realm had already reached the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal, was on par with the saint's strength.

Under the saints, they are all ants, and this is not a joke.

Even the powerful witch clan is just a slightly stronger ant.

Lin Long's clone couldn't use the full power of the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal, but even if it was just a perception, it wasn't something that these unfinished ancestors could resist.

With strength, it's easy to talk anywhere.

Because of their identity, the ancestors did not reject Lin Long, the witch god.

But if you want to really manage them and make them obey, you still have to show the corresponding strength.

Otherwise, sooner or later something will go wrong.

After all, no one likes to have a weaker guy on their head who is dictating to them all day long.

Even if Lin Long himself didn't want to take advantage of the Wu Clan.

A little show of their strength, and the ancestors became more respectful.

Lin Long said slowly: "Over the years, you have been protecting the Dharma for this seat, and this seat knows that you are waiting to come today, and I have an opportunity to create a fate, send Yu Er and others." ”

A group of ancestral witches suddenly showed excitement!

Isn't it Lin Long's words that I'm waiting for!

In the past hundred years, the strength of Houtu has improved, everyone can see it, and breaking through to the late stage of Daluo is not over at all.

The ancestors have long been envious of this, but for various reasons, it is difficult to speak.

Now hearing Lin Long take the initiative himself, the ancestors finally couldn't help it.

"I'm going to thank the Witch God for your blessing!"

If it weren't for Lin Long's dislike of being high-profile, I am afraid that he would be excitedly carried out by the Twelve Ancestral Witches to all the Wu clans at this time.

"Alright, don't be too happy too early, listen to me first."

Everyone was stunned and looked at Lin Long.

How? What else does this mean?

Generally speaking, this opportunity is not so easy to take.

The Wu clan is just impulsive, but not stupid, and when they heard that there must be additional conditions if they want to have a chance, they immediately stopped talking, closed their mouths, and acted as listeners again.

Lin Long was not angry about this, but was a little relieved.

The reason is very simple, only when you know how to think, can you know how to make trade-offs, and only then can you communicate.

If the dozen or so ancestors of the Wu clan weren't like this, they really had to think about whether they should tell them what they were going to say next.

Houtu's face was calm, and he looked up at Lin Long.

"Lord Wushen, what do you want, to put it bluntly, although the ordinary people of the Wu Clan do not know your true identity, but to us and other ancestors, you are like an elder, as long as it is not a matter of harm to the Wu Clan, we are duty-bound."

Houtu is very smart, he didn't keep silent and didn't say too much.

Lin Long smiled and shook his head: "Don't worry, I'm not asking you to do anything, I just want to tell you something, as for how to decide, it's all your own business, and I won't interfere." ”

Hearing Lin Long say this, all the ancestors and witches breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'd like to hear from the Witch God."

Lin Long glanced at the ancestral witch below, and with a wave of his hand, a subtle law of force entered the eyebrows of the twelve.

In an instant, the twelve ancestral witches seemed to be in another world.

The world around him was white.

"Well, where is this? Why are we here? ”

"No, it's not our body, it's our consciousness!"

"Zhu Rong, what nonsense are you talking about, we are ancestral witches, and the primordial gods are locked in the body, how can they fall into the consciousness space!"

That's it!

"Ahem, in fact, what Zhu Rong said just now is not wrong, you are indeed in the consciousness space at the moment, but it is not your own consciousness, but I dragged the Yuan Shen from your consciousness into my consciousness."

It was not someone else who spoke, it was Lin Long.

And this time, Lin Long no longer saw them as mosquito people.

"You are, Witch God?"

"Witch God, how have you changed?"

Houtu, who was relatively familiar with Lin Long, couldn't help but ask.

Lin Long no longer concealed it: "It was one of my clones who met you before, and what I see now is my true appearance." ”

"The reason why I have transferred you to this consciousness space is that I have something to tell you."

The space of consciousness cannot be perceived and explored by the outside world.

But ordinary monks don't do that, because it's a very dangerous thing.

If your consciousness is not strong enough, it is easy to be hurt by outsiders!

It's a self-destructive thing, and no one wants to do it.

However, now Lin Long is already a mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal, and the weak Yuan God of the Wu Clan really can't hurt himself.

Besides, there is a saying called urgency.

The clone couldn't construct an isolation circle that could prevent Hongjun, so he had to make this decision.

"What I want to tell you next involves the future direction and fate of the Wu Clan."

As he spoke, he saw some pictures emerge in a pure white space.

All the ancestors looked at these pictures curiously.

At first, they all watched it with curiosity, but after watching a few pictures, the ancestors finally realized that something was wrong.

This picture is nothing else, it is the witch clan inside.

And there are also twelve ancestral witches.

The ancestors of Dijiang were very sure that the scene in the picture had never happened before.

And Lin Long said again, these determine the future direction of the Wu Clan.

Then there is only one possibility, these are the future of the Wu Clan!

"What! How could I go and crash into Zhou Mountain! ”

"What the hell is the Terran in this? Why can you break my true body of the Wu Clan? ”

"Emperor Jun Taiyi, those two birdmen actually have such hole cards as Zhou Tian Xingdou Great Array, I underestimated them before!"

A group of ancestral witches are constantly looking for the pictures they are interested in.

Lin Long was not in a hurry, just looked at a few people.

Until someone saw the most crucial picture.

"What! How is this possible! My witch clan has been wiped out? ”

"It can't be! How so! ”