"What Sister Houtu said is true?"

Hou Tu agreed to find the Five Elements Spirit Object for Ze and left, with her cultivation, it was impossible to put all her attention on Ze, a little shrimp, even if he was more special.

Returning to the mysterious space of Buzhou Mountain, he was greeted by the reproach of ten brothers and sisters except Dijiang.

And they weren't to blame for that, because what they had to do was too important to tolerate a half-point difference.

But when Houtu said the purpose of going here and the things he obtained, the other ancestral witches suddenly showed a surprised expression on their faces, and another female among the ancestral witches, Xuan Ming, asked.

"It's true!"

Houtu nodded, "Before leaving, I also had a deep conversation with him, and he said some suggestions for effectively developing the Wu Clan!" ”

"If we follow his arrangement, within a thousand years, the number of our Wu clan will increase at least a hundredfold!"

"A hundredfold!"

Hearing this number, even Di Jiang had a surprised expression on his face.

It's not to blame Dijiang's poor concentration, but this number is too much, you must know that at this moment, on the Flood Desolate Continent, the overall number of the Wu Clan has reached one billion, and if it is increased by a hundred times, the overall number of the Wu Clan must exceed 100 billion.

With the help of these 100 billion Wu clans, they can purify a small part of the harm of turbidity and fight for them more opportunities to complete their plans, how can he make him unhappy.

"Hahahaha!"

The happiest of the twelve ancestral witches is Zhu Rong, he can hear Houtu say, that kid is a descendant of his Zhu Rong clan, how can he not make him happy with this ability?

So while being happy, Zhu Rong said, "If that kid has this ability, what if this seat gives him a drop of essence blood!" ”

"After all, the flood is not safe, and if you don't have the strength to be killed, then it's a big loss!"

"Humph!"

The twelve ancestral witches are both prosperous and lossy, and the ancestral witches of other attributes are also inclined to Zhu Rong's statement!

A drop of essence blood, although it is also a lot of loss for them, but relative to Ze's effect, they can still afford this loss!

As for the co-workers among the ancestral witches, they let out a cold snort at this time.

Of course!

It's not that Gonggong denied Ze's role, it's just that he clashes with Zhurong's law, although he is like a brother, but seeing his proud dark color, he is very unhappy in his heart.

"How to work together!"

"You're upset!"

The relationship between Gonggong and Zhurong has not yet reached the bottom of the incompatibility of water and fire in later generations, although they don't have bad intentions when they get along with each other on weekdays, they like to quarrel very much.

As long as they can make each other unhappy, even if it is not beneficial, they will scold each other a few words.

But it is precisely because of this way of getting along that they have left a trace of mustard in each other's hearts, and with the accumulation of time, they were finally calculated by others, and a life-and-death war broke out, which caused the disaster of Gonggong's anger and inconsistency.

"Where is the small yin and yang weird!"

Gonggong glared at Zhu Rong angrily, suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and said, "I still have the overall situation, isn't it just a drop of essence blood!" ”

"Here you go!"

As he spoke, Gonggong forced out a drop of blood that was as clear as a deep sapphire from his body, and appeared in front of Zhu Rong in a fluttering manner.

And as that drop of essence blood was forced out of Gonggong's body, his aura faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Don't underestimate such a trace, the power contained in it is probably not comparable to the overall strength of a great witch.

"You're so happy!"

"I can't ink either!"

Zhu Rong was overjoyed by the action of co-working, but he showed a comparative thought on his face, and he also forced out a drop of essence blood like a red gem from his body.

Gonggong and Zhu Rong have already given their essence blood, and the twelve ancestors Zhongtian Wu and Jumang have also forced out their essence blood, and as for Houtu, they fulfilled their promises early.

"My Wu brothers and sisters have always been blessed and shared with hardships, since you have all contributed your own essence and blood, I will not wait to watch!"

Di Jiang didn't know what he was thinking, seeing that Houtu was about to put away the essence blood of Zhu Rong and others, he suddenly spoke, and also forced out a drop of white essence blood from his body, and sent it to Houtu in front of him.

"Big brother!"

Dijiang's actions stunned Houtu, and he opened his mouth to say something, but was stopped by Dijiang and said, "Houtu girl, you don't have to say anything!" ”

"The flood is not as good as it used to be!"

"After Hongjun's sermon is over, the strength of the entire flood will definitely be improved by a stage!"

"At that time, if the Wu Clan didn't have a strong master, it was likely to be targeted by the Great Divine Powers!"

"Although that kid has obtained the essence blood of yours, his strength will increase by leaps and bounds, but it is difficult to deal with it with his strength alone, and mine will also provide a drop of essence blood for other witch clans to refine and enhance their strength, and they can be regarded as taking care of each other!"

"Big brother has said so, I can't stay out of it!"

Di Jiang's words fell, and Xuan Ming among the ancestral witches also smiled and catered to him, and also forced out a drop of essence blood from his body and passed it to Houtu in the air, although some of the other witch clans hesitated, but in the end they also forced out a drop of essence blood in their bodies.

At this moment, there were already eleven drops of ancestral witch essence blood in front of Houtu.

Eleven drops of essence blood shone brightly in the space, reflecting the space with colorful light.

If a great supernatural person sees this scene now, even if he is afraid of the strength of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he may not be able to snatch these essence blood.

After all!

These eleven drops of essence blood are too precious, and each drop can cast a strong man with the strength of a great witch, which is already a rare treasure in the desolation.

Even if the fruit produced by the ten spirit roots may not be as precious as any drop of these essence blood, it will naturally attract the covetousness of the strong.

"In that case!"

"That little sister is not hypocritical!"

Hou Tu glanced around at his brother and sister gratefully, waved his hand and put away the eleven drops of essence blood, and bowed to the other eleven ancestral witches.

"Go ahead!"

Seeing Houtu's actions, the other eleven ancestral witches showed a relieved smile, and Di Jiang spoke again and waved his hand at Houtu.

"Big brother does this with deep meaning!"

Houtu didn't waste time here either, and turned around and left this space!

After Houtu left, the corpse of the twelve ancestors and witches spoke indifferently, as if there was some relief in his eyes, and there was a trace of reluctance.

"Looks like you're feeling it too!"

Di Jiang looked around at the remaining brothers, his eyes became deep, and said, "Since Houtu stepped out of this space, there has been a kind of uneasy emotion in my heart, as if some great disaster is about to befall us!" ”

"Only Houtu, because he stepped out of this space, there is a slight possibility of escape!"

"For her, how about helping her!"

"Hahahaha!"

Obviously, more than one of the twelve ancestral witches had the feeling of Emperor Jiang, and after listening to him, instead of being afraid, the others laughed unscrupulously and said, "I wait for the Wu clan, fighting the heavens and the earth, and never caring about life and death!" ”。

"What are you afraid of him?"

"It's a pity that God the Father, maybe I won't have a chance to let Him return to the world......