Ask the ancestors to make decisions for the Eagle Clan

Chapter 244 Kunpeng Poison Plan
Di Jun was silent after hearing this, and Kunpeng and the nine demon gods were also silent.

What Donghuang said was right, now there has been an unending situation between the monster clan and the witch clan.

Although Empress Nuwa no longer cares about the life and death of the monster race, she still does not fall to the enemy camp.

But if they capture the human race with great fanfare, they will definitely offend Empress Nuwa, and there will be a terrifying eagle clan behind them.

Offending the more powerful bosses of the two parties in order to refine the sword of slaughtering witches and kill ancestor witches, this... is not worth the candle.

Di Jun fell into a dilemma again for a while, and couldn't help but look up at the demon officials lined up in the demon court.

"What's the countermeasure, gentlemen?
Whispering and whispering sounded, and no one had a suggestion for a while, Di Jun snorted coldly and was annoyed in his heart: No wonder this clan will lose to the Wu clan, with such a group of wine bags and rice bags, it's no wonder they are undefeated!
Hearing Dijun's cold snort, everyone in the demon court dared not show their anger. Everyone knew that the demon emperor was full of anger at the moment.

"Demon Emperor, I have a plan.

Just when everyone had nothing to do and Di Jun was about to lose his temper, Kunpeng spoke again.

"Oh?
Fairy, please speak.

"Di Jun adjusted his sitting posture and listened carefully.

There are still tens of thousands of years before the war, so we don't need to rush to capture too many human races at once. We can take a hundred years as a cycle, and within a period, we can capture a certain number of human races and keep them in captivity in my demon court.

With such accumulation, how about we try our best to refine the witch-slaying sword 1 years before the start of the war?
Kunpeng thought of a way to delay the attack, and had to say that a demon master is a demon master, which sounds quite reasonable.

Di Jun nodded, thinking in his heart, it seems that this is the only way to do it right now.

"In this case, according to what the demon master said, the Eastern Emperor and the nine demon gods will be on duty to capture 1 people every years, and raise them in my demon court to make full preparations for refining the witch-slaying sword!"

Only then did Donghuang nod his head reassuringly, but doubts suddenly arose in his mind, and he couldn't help asking: "But demon masters, human races have a short lifespan, and those with a long lifespan are at most sixty years, and those with a short lifespan may die at birth. After being caught for a hundred years, how can they be raised until tens of thousands of years later when they will be used?"

"Don't worry, Donghuang, I have already planned.

Although the human race has a short lifespan, it has a strong reproductive ability. They are kept in captivity in my demon court, and they can be urged to have offspring. The generations are endless, and there will only be more and more people, and there will be no fewer.

"Kunpeng smiled deeply.

"Hahaha, the sorcerer really has a clever plan!
"When Di Jun heard it, it was not difficult to understand, and he found it very interesting.

The hall is full of civil and military demon officials to accompany Jun to smile.

Di Jun raised his hand to signal the officials to be quiet.

"The matter of the source of human blood is settled, so what is the demon master's plan in terms of the material of the sword body?
"Di Jun asked softly.

This is very important, otherwise, if you have human blood but can't make up materials, it will be a waste of joy.

Kunpeng squinted his eyes and thought and thought, many Zhiyang treasures appeared in his mind, and it took him a while to look at Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun.

"I'm afraid that only the birthplace of the Demon Emperor and the Eastern Emperor - the spiritual root Fusang can achieve this sword."

The Demon Emperor and Donghuang looked at each other, their brows furrowed tightly.

"Why?
Out of options?
"East Emperor Taiyi asked with some reluctance.

After all, Fusang is the mother tree of Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun, and although it doesn't have much effect on the two of them now, they still have feelings.

"There are other natural choices, but the best choice is the ancient hibiscus tree.

Fusang is the root of the most yang spirit, which can complement each other with human blood and exert its greatest power.

"Kunpeng shook his head and said.

"On the day when the witch-slaying sword is refined, I will fetch Fusang.

"Di Jun gritted his teeth and made a decision.

Although he was reluctant to part with the hibiscus tree, but now the entire monster clan was at the point of life and death, and they couldn't care about anything else.

In this way, the planning in the demon court has basically come to an end.

Donghuang Taiyi first rushed to the lower realm with a group of monster soldiers, waiting for an opportunity to capture the mortals of the human race.

At the same time, the mysteries about the human race, the monster race, and the witch race suddenly became confused, and no one could figure out the secrets of the three races, including the saints.

This is, Tian Dao shot again.

Although he has gained something, the monster clan, monster soldiers and monster generals who are usually majestic and majestic now have to be as cautious as a little mouse stealing oil and do it without anyone noticing, so these 100 years are really useless!
But for the victory of the Yaozu, no matter what.

In the Divine Eagle Hall, Ying Aotian sat cross-legged, looking towards a certain place in the prehistoric land.

A ghostly kid is carefully hiding behind a rock with his head exposed, as if he is avoiding something.

"Huh... finally left.

Master Smelly and Master Poor let me come out alone, it is really terrible.

If I knew it earlier, I would practice hard and not mess with that old man.

Shrimp murmured.

Ying Aotian listened, with a black thread all over his head.

You bastard kid, I'm so pissed off!

"Ying Aotian snorted coldly, and stopped paying attention to this brat, he decided to let Xiami suffer a lot.

Ying Aotian is angry, and there is a person in Western Sumeru Mountain who is even more angry.

The Eagle Clan is really deceiving people too much.

Sooner or later, the deity will make you regret it.

"Receive the angry loud roar, and the roar resounded throughout Mount Sumeru.

However, he also talked.

At least, right now he has nothing to do.

Time flies, and a century flies by.

Donghuang Taiyi returned to the demon court, and he really lived up to expectations. After careful calculation, the number of captured human races exceeded 1, and these people were all people who seemed to have nothing on the earth. No one asked where they went.

The emperor was overjoyed, and the morale of the monster clan was high.

In Wa's palace, Nuwa's real body appeared, with a flickering true spirit floating in front of her.

It was the former Fuxi, but unfortunately there is only one true spirit left.

Nu Wa looked sadly at Fu Yi's true spirit, and she didn't know when Fu Yi would come back to life.

Although Hongjun once said that there is still a day for Fuxi to be reborn, when is this day?
"Is it.
Suddenly, Nvwa thought of the six reincarnations.

Now that the six realms of reincarnation have been established, all dead creatures in the world have the opportunity to be reincarnated. Could it be that my brother...

Nuwa suddenly thought that maybe the six reincarnations were Fuxi's chance to be reborn.

But Nuwa hesitated a little, because after reincarnated Fuxi, is it still the original Fuxi?
"It's still not sure where my brother's vitality is, it's useless to think wildly, maybe there is no need to reincarnate at all?
"Nuwa closed her eyes and began to deduce the secret, looking for a trace of life for Fuxi.

(End of this chapter)