The hall fell silent for a moment.

I don't know how long it took, but Houtu suddenly stood up and said, "Brothers, we are all transformed by the essence blood of Father Pangu, can we use our essence blood to give birth to more Wu clan children?"

The method proposed by Houtu is not impossible, but the essence blood is quite important to the Wu Clan. Losing a drop of essence blood is nothing in terms of one's own strength, and he only needs to cultivate for a while to naturally recover. But if this is a lot of losses, even the Twelve Ancestral Witches will have to fall to a realm.

Di Jiang thought about it for a while, and thought that this method was feasible, so he clapped his hand and said: "For the sake of the continuation of our ethnic group, I agree with the method of Houtu Meizi!

All the ancestors and witches looked solemn, and they all nodded firmly. It is a matter of the future of the Wu clan, for the sake of the race's bloodline, even if he dies on the spot, he will not hesitate to do so.

Everyone came to the side of a pit in the middle of the main hall, and forced out a drop of essence blood from the body and dripped into the pit, which was originally a place where witches were gathered, and there were thousands of Pangu essence blood, and now Pangu essence blood has been exhausted, and there is a rich turbidity in the air. The ancestors dripping their essence blood into the turbid qi immediately changed. Huge clumps of blood slowly condensed out, floating silently above the pit. The surging power of blood stirred the surrounding air, and the sound of hunting.

I don't know how long it was, maybe it was a moment, maybe it was a year. The blood clusters above the pit burst violently, and a man or woman evolved from the blood ball, and the twelve blood balls condensed into twelve witches.

This. This yield is too low!

Only a drop of ancestral witch essence blood can create a clansman, if we continue at this rate, when will we be able to evolve tens of millions of clansmen? What's more, this essence blood is sometimes poor, not endless! If it is only used to evolve clansmen, then the cultivation of the twelve ancestral witches will have to stand still, and there is even the possibility of falling. The ancestors looked at the twelve clansmen who were still confused, and they were worried for a while.

I don't know when the Heaven and Earth Dao people who disappeared in the ancestral witch hall walked in from outside the hall with a relaxed expression at this moment, but it was strange. The guy was still holding a child in his arms.

The Heaven and Earth Dao people placed the child on a huge wooden table. There was a smile in his eyes and he said, "Dijiang, come and see this child!"

A group of ancestral witches gathered around suspiciously, looking curiously at the children crawling on the table.

The baby is only about a year old, and he is still in the stage of babbling. See a group of fierce and vicious ancestors. Babies are not afraid. He even babbled and clapped his hands and laughed.

Xuan Ming teased the baby. Curiously, he looked at the heaven and earth Daodao: "Brother Li." Why did you bring a Terran child?"

The Heaven and Earth Dao people did not speak, but looked at Candle Jiuyin.

Candle Jiuyin touched his chin and stepped forward to gently stroke the baby's head. "This child is different from ordinary Terran babies. Although this baby is a human race, it obviously carries the power of the origin rules of my Wu clan in its body, and it should be born of my Wu clan and the human race. ”

Speaking of this, Candle Jiuyin also glanced at Zhu Rong with a smile and said, "Moreover, this little guy is still a descendant of Xiaohuo's clan." Looking at its original foundation, although it is weak, it can naturally control all kinds of low-level flames!"

When Zhu Rong heard this, he touched the small flame above his head, came up excitedly, observed for a long time, and shouted happily: "Haha, okay! I think this is a way! You can ask the people of my Wu clan to intermarry with the human race, and although the child born in this way is weak, it still retains the blood of my Wu clan and inherits the origin of my Wu clan." In this way, won't the clan of my witch clan expand?"

"Although this method can increase the number of people of my Wu clan, but its body is so weak, how can it fight with the powerful demon clan?"

In fact, Dijiang's words are not unreasonable. Although the demon clan is not easy to cultivate, it can't stand the huge number and variety. Take one of the most common rat families in the flood wilderness. A female mouse is able to conceive three months after birth. Pregnancy occurs 10 times a year, with 6 to 20 babies per litter.

They are also vigorous and reproduce extremely quickly and are very adaptable. How can such a terrifying race be compensated for by numbers? Without strong force, how can it compete with the demon race.

Candle Jiuyin was silent for a long time when he heard this, and the scene he saw in the long river of time suddenly flashed in his mind. Slammed the table, Candle Jiu's vagina: "Didn't I say just now that I saw a group of children in the long river of fate, although the children of the Wu clan with straight bodies are slightly weaker, they can make up for it by cultivating martial arts." Moreover, these children have souls, and they can also cultivate Dao magic powers, are those children ......?"

When the ancestors heard this, their eyes shone and looked at the baby crawling on the stone table, and they wanted to eat the child alive.

The more Di Jiang looked at it, the more pleased he became, and he murmured softly: "Yes, yes! Although this baby seems to be weak, the Wu clan bloodline in his body is quite pure, and it is only temporarily hidden in his body." In addition, this human race is the body of the innate Dao body, and it is also the body of the Nine Heavens Rest Soil full of vitality. With this physique, coupled with the bloodline of the Wu clan, it can be the main force of my Wu clan!"

"Hey, hey, haha! God bless my witch clan!"

The ancestors were flushed with excitement, jumping frantically, venting their inner joy.

In fact, the hearts of heaven and earth are very entangled. If from now on, the Wu clan and the human race intermarry in large numbers, the human race, as the eternal protagonist of the desolate land, will definitely seize the luck of the Wu clan and use it as its own body. Although the Wu clan has melted some of the luck of the human race and can improve the breeding ability of the clan, it has lost a lot of luck after all. In this way, under the elimination of one and the other, the Wu clan will inevitably be replaced by the human race. It's a foregone conclusion!

The same is true on the demon clan's side. Nuwa Niangniang created the human race and achieved the saint of the demon race and the holy position of the Heavenly Dao. This Nuwa can naturally enjoy the luck of the demon race, and the human race can absorb or even seize the luck of the demon race through Nuwa. In this way, when the two are added together, the position of the eternal protagonist of the desolate land of the human race is a certainty!

Since then, a large number of intermarriages between the Wu and the Terran, as the most important member of the Wu Clan, have officially stepped onto the stage of the history of the Flood Wilderness!

And Li Qingming, who was running quickly in the chaotic passage at this moment, encountered some minor troubles.

Li Qingming, who was originally very familiar with this passage, never thought that in just one month, this passage would have undergone earth-shaking changes.

The chaotic passages full of chaotic qi have long since lost their original loneliness and darkness. At first, Li Qingming, who had just stepped into the Yongdao, thought that he was going in the wrong direction. I saw that the whole corridor was as bright as the stars, and wisps of heavenly divine sounds came melodiously, and golden ripples swept out, constantly spreading around. The chaotic path full of Great Dao runes is full of mysteries.

Li Qingming, who was eager to return home, escaped from the Yuan Shen perception and only saw the connection with the three corpses. After confirming that the direction was correct, Li Qingming could still close the others, and unfolded his body and ran forward at great speed.

The brilliant chaotic passages along the way, the fragments of broken islands and reefs float in the air, and the vagueness seems to have existed since ancient times. The phantoms are hazy, almost empty floating on the islands and reefs, but they are so fierce and crazy. They are like immortal saints, resonating with the Great Dao, the sound of the sky is deafening, and the huge momentum has been sub-saint cultivation.

Li Qingming suddenly felt creepy, if these phantoms were entities, no matter how thick the chaotic crystal wall was, they would not be able to stop him from bombarding day and night. Moreover, there are many of these phantoms, even the saints must be cautious when encountering them, so as not to overturn the boat in the gutter.

Just when Li Qingming felt that the connection between him and the three corpses was getting closer and closer, suddenly there was a darkness in front of him. A blood-red hand suddenly slapped towards him, the monstrous fishy smell, bloody and pungent, and a sea of blood surging and churning.

"Huh?" Li Qingming's eyes froze, his strength expanded, his blood was agitated, and he fought fiercely with this palm.

"Bang!"

The palms of the two hands collided with each other, and a brilliant glow erupted, and the place was suddenly torn apart and completely shattered.

At this time, the owner of the palm had just come out first, this was a monster with a long body and a crocodile head ginseng. All over his body, he was covered with blue-green scales, and his sharp teeth were ringing in his bloody mouth. Alive, a crocodile beast that stands up.

This crocodile beast is full of blood and blood, and its momentum is monstrous, and he is afraid that he will not be able to cultivate the saint. At this moment, he was staring at Li Qingming with bloodshot eyes, his blood-colored palms kept shaking, and he seemed to be ready to attack at any time.

Li Qingming wondered what strange things had happened in this passage. Not to mention those strange beast phantoms, just the crocodile beast in front of him is extremely difficult.

"Oh!" Li Qingming snorted lightly and quickly made a move. The purple bitter bamboo spear flashed out again, and the whole body emitted wisps of divine radiance, stabbing straight at the crocodile beast.

The crocodile beast roared, and its eyes suddenly lit up with fierceness. Blood-colored gas wafted out from the scales around it, quickly enveloping the crocodile's body. A giant crocodile floats above the crocodile's head.

"Roar!"

The crocodile wagged its tail and flicked it frantically at Li Qingming.

The crocodile tail, which was as thick as a mountain, glowed red like blood, directly shattered the Yongdao space, and smashed it fiercely towards Li Qingming with supreme might.

"Boom!"

The piercing sound of gold and iron suddenly came out, and Li Qingming's shot was enough to pierce the sage who had just entered the realm of the saint, but the stab on the crocodile's tail only made a sonorous sound, and it failed to cut off its tail.

This crocodile beast seemed to have nothing to speak of, and there was a cold and ruthless killing intent in its red eyes. Suddenly, the crocodile phantom suddenly poked out a sharp claw, crushed the surrounding islands and reefs, cut off the road, and immediately slashed down! It seems that tens of millions of corpses and bones have emerged, and the space of the Yongdao with a radius of hundreds of zhang has turned into an extremely bloody Shura field, with corpses all over the field and starvation all over the ground.

Li Qingming was furious, this guy was simply inexplicable. Attack yourself for no reason, and kill yourself, if you still preserve your strength. Then this ant is going to go against the sky!(To be continued.) )