Chapter Ninety-Five: The Birth of the Wu Clan, the Flood Shakes (Ask for Recommendation)

Just as Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi were arguing, far away in another part of the flood wilderness, there were twelve giant gods standing in the sky.

It is the Pangu Authentic Sect in the flood wilderness, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, at this time the Twelve Ancestral Witches are planning a big event, for the twelve of them.... Oh no... It's the Wu Clan, because the Twelve Ancestral Witches have finally understood how to make the Wu Clan.

Pangu Hall is the heart of Pangu, the twelve ancestors prayed for thousands of years, and the vague Pangu statue in the Pangu Hall actually shed hundreds of drops of blood, which is also the most critical step for the twelve ancestors to create the Wu clan.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches not only got hundreds of drops of Pangu's blood, although it was not essence blood, but they were already very satisfied, and then they also got an even more powerful inheritance, the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array, from which they learned that as long as they had twelve cloths in this array, they could summon Pangu's physical body.

This is undoubtedly a powerful inheritance, how powerful Pangu's physical body is, Pangu in his heyday is a half-step Dao powerhouse, and his physical body alone is not something that ordinary Mixed Yuan Daluo Jin Immortal can deal with.

Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches were happy, they had more important things, they put aside the Twelve Heavenly Gods Evil Array first, and each of the Twelve Ancestral Witches squeezed out ten drops of essence blood and mixed them with the hundred drops of Pangu blood, and then the Twelve Ancestral Witches sprinkled those fused essence blood onto the Pangu God Statue.

Suddenly, a sudden change abruptly appeared, and the idol of Pangu shook for a moment, and then shattered, and the twelve ancestral witches hurriedly knelt down.

"God the Father is merciful. The Twelve Ancestral Witches shouted.

Suddenly, this voice resounded through the flood wilderness, and for a while, all the powers of the flood wilderness who had not retreated were alarmed, and they all looked at the direction of the twelve ancestral witches, thinking that what kind of trick were these twelve barbarians playing to make such a big move.

Such a loud voice naturally alarmed Hongyun, who was in Wuzhuang Temple, Hongyun pinched his fingers, and before he could be happy because of the success of fusing the origin of the space, he immediately stood up, looked down at the direction of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and showed a heavy look on his face.

The birth of the Wu clan should have been after Hongjun's second sermon, could it be that his appearance affected anything? Hongyun has always been cautious in his actions in the flood wilderness, for fear of causing the process of the flood to change and produce a butterfly effect.

"Big brother, this is?" Zhen Yuanzi also sensed a loud noise coming from the direction of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Before Hongyun could answer, suddenly, in the direction of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, a pillar of blood broke through the sky, exuding endless power, and even more terrifying coercion, even if this coercion was compared to Dao Ancestor, it was not weak at all.

"Big brother, this is.... Could it be that someone from the Twelve Ancestral Witches has become holy!" Zhen Yuanzi lost his voice, he couldn't believe it, even if there was another saint in the flood wilderness, it would be none other than Hongyun.

"Let's go and see. After Hongyun finished speaking, without waiting for Zhen Yuanzi to react, he directly led him to break through the space, enter the space tunnel, and quickly fled in the direction of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

It was not only Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi who rushed to the direction of the Twelve Ancestors, but also other powerful people in the Flood Wilderness, and even some of the great powers of the retreat were also shaken, after all, the power emitted by that blood was comparable to that of the Dao Ancestors, even the retreat was alarmed.

In the second largest mountain in the flood wilderness, Kunlun Mountain, Sanqing gathered together, looking in the direction of the Twelve Ancestral Witches in shock, "This is the breath of the Father, what are the Twelve Ancestors doing, are they summoning the Father?"

On Lao Tzu's plain face, a look of surprise also appeared, "The power of the Father is coming to the famine, something big must happen, let's go, let's take a look." ”

"Good, just listen to the eldest brother, let's go over and take a look. "Tongtian also wants to see what earth-shattering things the Twelve Ancestral Witches have done, and they have alarmed the coercion left by the Father in the desolation.

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"Senior brother, there has been a change in the east again, this seems to be the breath of the great god of Pangu. Next to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, Zhun Ti sat cross-legged, was awakened by the pillar of blood, and instantly said to the opposite guide.

A look of distress appeared on the face of the guide, looking to the east, the west is barren, the east is rich, and their brothers often go to the east to send some monks to the west, but the aura in the west is really too poor.

"Let's take a look, too! It is estimated that many of the great powers in the flood have passed. Zhun Ti looked at Zhun Ti and said, Zhun Ti nodded, and the two of them instantly left the Eight Treasures Merit Pool and flew towards the east.

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"The time has come, brothers and sisters, please help me. Di Jiang saw the blood pillar rising in the statue of Pangu, sensed that the Wu clan was about to be born, and immediately said to the ancestral witches.

Di Jiang was about to use the blood pillar to start creating the Wu Clan, and at the same time, the endless turbidity qi on the earth converged towards the blood pillar, and with the participation of the turbidity qi, the blood pillar suddenly became sinister, and the other eleven ancestral witches transferred the power of the law to Di Jiang's body.

"Drink, the Wu clan is in the world!" Di Jiang shouted, and suddenly the power of the twelve laws surged into the blood pillar, and immediately the blood pillar became colorful, and for a time the heavens and the earth were dyed colorful, but suddenly, there was a loud bang.

Thundered.........

The blood column collapsed instantly, the heavens and the earth were dark, and the blood column turned into countless blood droplets, some of which were large and some were small, and as soon as these blood droplets landed, it was convenient for the turbidity on the ground to combine, turning into a human figure, and gradually the body began to solidify

Suddenly, hundreds of millions of witch clans appeared on the empty land, and these witch clans all inherited the power of the laws of the twelve ancestral witches, forming twelve tribes, following the twelve ancestral witches, but among them, there were several powerful witches, and their cultivation was second only to the ancestral witches.

Among them, Hou Yi, Kuafu, Xingtian, Jiufeng, and Chiyou..... and so on, but most of the ordinary witch clans are cultivators of Xuan Immortals, but there are no longer a few Golden Immortals who cultivate.

"Wu.... Witch... Witch"

"This ......." came to watch the great powers of the Flood Wilderness, seeing the birth of the Wu Clan, they were immediately shocked one by one, the strength of these Wu Clans is very strong, hundreds of millions of Wu Clans were born, and then there are twelve ancestral witches, and in an instant the Wu Clan ranks among the second largest race in the Flood Wilderness.

These powers found that every Wu clan has the blood of the Pangu God on their bodies, and it seems that the birth of the Wu clan is allowed by the idea of the Pangu God, even if the way of heaven cannot be changed, and the birth of the Wu clan is unstoppable.

"Big brother, what should I do now, we originally had a holiday with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and now that the Wu Clan is born, it must be a big trouble for my Demon Clan," Donghuang Taiyi looked at the magnificent Wu Clan below and frowned.

"Hmph, now that the Wu clan is generally low, we have to strike first, and we can't let the Wu clan get up. Di Jiang's face was full of anger.