Since Zulong, Tianfeng, Lin Zu and others have achieved quasi-supreme, the prestige of the three clans has risen sharply, the older generation is fine, and subtly, the younger generation has gradually become a little unsightly, the surname is obedient, and the number of monks who have conflicts with the three clans in the flood has increased.

Although, due to the majesty of the three quasi-supremes, many monks did not dare to care about it and pressed it in the bottom of their hearts, but the resentment would accumulate deeper and deeper, and sooner or later it would explode!

It has been thousands of years since the establishment of the Wu Clan Giant City in Buzhou Mountain.

Since the establishment of the giant city, it is not that no one covets it, even the overlord Qilin clan on Buzhou Mountain has sent people over to test it.

But every time he approached the giant city, a terrifying pressure came, crushing all the ill-intentioned people into slag and destroying their souls!

Over time, everyone also knew that there was a terrifying powerhouse hidden in the giant city, and they didn't dare to mess with their minds anymore.

Moreover, the location is remote, and the Qilin clan doesn't care much, since they know that there is a strong man inside, they don't want to offend this strong man for a giant city that is of little value to the Qilin clan.

Moreover, Zu Wu and the others were quite low-key after the completion of the giant city, and they generally practiced the "Mixed Yuan Holy Body" in the giant city, and rarely went out, and gradually the impression of the monks of Buzhou Mountain on the giant city faded.

Pangu Palace, at this time, Di Jiang, Zhu Rong, Hou Tu and others looked at the blood-colored world with a nervous face, and a red light flashed in the blood-colored world from time to time, and huge bubbles emerged from the bottom of the blood pool, and the entire blood pool boiled.

Zhu Rong was originally an irritable man, rubbing his hands together and rubbing, "Brother Dijiang, why don't we wake up Dazun and see what is going on?"

Di Jiang looked at Zhu Rong helplessly, his eyes widened, and he said angrily: "Have you forgotten all the orders of the Great Venerable, you must not be disturbed until the last moment!"

His face turned red, Zhu Rong was a little embarrassed, and lowered his head and muttered: "Aren't I nervous, this blood pool is related to the future of our Wu clan!"

"Have you noticed that the blood in the pool of blood seems to be getting stronger and stronger with us!"

Candle Jiuyin on the side was relatively calm, his expression was slightly serious, and he quietly sensed it while verifying it with Di Jiang and others.

"That's right, I feel more connected!"

Xuan Ming, who had always been cold, also noticed this, and his face was like ice and snow melting, revealing a hint of joy.

"Our son of the Wu clan is about to be born!"

Di Jiang and the others were very excited at this time, and they were a little at a loss with excitement.

"Poo!"

Tens of thousands of blood cocoons kept floating up from the bottom of the blood pool, "squeak!" "squeak!" "squeak!", cracks appeared in the blood cocoons, and a reckless aura filled the entire blood-colored world!

"Roar!"

A deep roar echoed in the blood-colored world, "Bang!", "Bang!", a pair of hands like dragons tore open the blood cocoon, and out of a man like a god and a demon!

"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!"

More and more witches came out of the blood cocoon, densely spread throughout the blood-colored world, each witch exuded a terrifying aura, the weakest breath also reached the cultivation of the Heavenly Immortals, the high ones reached the peak of the Xuan Immortals, and the qualifications were only slightly behind the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

Of course, there are not many people who have reached the peak of Xuan Immortal, and there are probably only about a dozen.

"I've seen the Ancestral Witch!"

Billions of witches knelt on one knee and looked at Di Jiang and the others respectfully.

"Good, good, good! One day, our Wu clan will also stand on the peak of the flood wilderness!"

Di Jiang looked at the billions of witches below, and his heart was full of excitement and pride!

At this moment, a pair of huge eyes suddenly appeared above the blood pool, and a white light burst out from the eyes and swept over all the witches.

"I've seen Dazun!"

Di Jiang suppressed his excitement and respectfully saluted the giant eyes in the sky, and Zhu Rong and the others did not dare to slack off.

"Dazun!" "Dazun!" ......

The eyes of the billions of witches looking at the sky were also extremely fanatical, and they took a deep breath one by one and straightened their chests!

The huge eyes pondered slightly, a few golden lightning flashed in the pupils, and countless strange and mysterious runes appeared in the sky of the blood-colored world, constantly cracking and reorganizing, appearing one after another illusions of earth, wind, fire, and water.

Gradually, all illusions vanished, and twelve suns of different colors appeared in the sky, along with a large black stone tablet.

After doing all this, a huge thought appeared in everyone's minds, and then the eyes faded.

"Thank you, Dazun!"

A huge wave of sound echoed in the blood-colored world, and everyone turned to look at the twelve suns with enthusiasm!

"Ahem!" Di Jiang paused slightly, and said excitedly: "You all know that the great venerable power created according to the different castes of our Wu clan's body, the battle skills are placed in those twelve suns, and the black stone tablet records our Wu clan's supreme magic trick "Mixed Yuan Holy Body", and since then this is the most important inheritance place of our Wu clan!"

After the excitement, Dijiang, Houtu, Gonggong and others discussed how to arrange the Wu people, and finally decided to divide them into twelve tribes according to their surnames, and each of the twelve ancestors personally served as the leader of a tribe.

The giant city is too big, tens of thousands of miles long, and more than enough to accommodate more than a billion witches. Since then, the previously empty giant city has also become lively, and there are constantly the sounds of witches shouting.

The flood was too big, and the changes in the Wu clan did not attract the attention of the outside world at all, and at this time, almost all eyes were on the three clans, after all, the three clans were getting stronger and stronger, and every move involved the nerves of countless monks.

"Zu Long, do you really want to kill them all?"

At this time, the Yin and Yang Ancestor was extremely resentful, his eyes flashed with cold light, his hands slashed, and the two innate qi of Yin and Yang, one black and one white, were entangled and swept a golden figure in the sky.

"Humph!"

A huge blood cloud turned into a palm that covered the sky, directly slapping away the two qi of yin and yang!

"Yin and Yang, you should submit to my dragon clan!"

A trace of scarlet flashed in the ancestral dragon's eyes, and with a press of his right hand, the five fingers directly turned into the Optimus Giant Pillar and pressed down on the Yin Yang Ancestor.

"Don't think about it, I have been a generation of holy masters anyway, how can I be driven by your dragon clan!" The Yin Yang Ancestor sneered for a while, and shot out a huge Taiji diagram in the air, constantly grinding down the five giant pillars.

"Then it's no wonder to me, let you know how powerful the quasi-supreme is!"

"Roar!" Ancestral Dragon's eyes turned blood-red in an instant, and a majestic murderous aura surged out, and the terrifying will to kill directly formed a blood-red sword, sweeping across the void.

"Kill!"

A blood-dripping dragon claw as big as a mountain appeared out of thin air, and countless scarlet "kill" words were wrapped around the dragon claw, grabbing it in front of the Yin Yang Ancestor in an instant.

The Yin Yang Ancestor didn't have time to dodge at all, his hands were hugged, and an illusory Taiji diagram wrapped his body.

"Boom !!"

The Taiji diagram was smashed apart by the dragon's claws, and a heavy blow hit the Yin Yang Ancestor.

"Ahem!"

The Yin Yang Ancestor's face was extremely ugly, he didn't expect the strength of the quasi-supreme to be so terrifying, and he was easily severely injured, staring at the ancestral dragon with a solemn expression.