Plunder the heavens and worlds

Chapter 925 The Birth of the Witch Clan
"Brother, let me help you."

The current battle situation is unfavorable, Jumangzu Wu hurriedly joined the battle, using the wood attribute law to attack.

Liao Shou has a strange name, and he is also a great ancestor witch. He is the ancestor witch of gold, and his attacking power is unparalleled.

"Clanging..."

Long Xuan had a yin and yang meritorious tripod on his head, and held a killing sword in his hand, fighting against the five great ancestral witches without losing the slightest bit.

"What a strong Taoist, Long Xuan, you made me serious."

Dijiang Zuwu's face was serious, and he motioned for other brothers to help, otherwise they would really be defeated one by one.

Wu Tianwu, the ancestor of wind, Wu Qiangliang, the ancestor of thunder, Wu Luzi, the ancestor of lightning, and Wu Shebishi, the ancestor of darkness, all of them almost teamed up to besiege Longxuan alone.

"Tsk, tsk, this Taoist is really terrifying. He is actually capable of defeating the nine supreme ancestral witches."

There were many great witches watching the battle outside the Pangu Temple, not only Hou Yi, but also several others, all of whom were not weak in strength.

"Soul Ring Addition..."

Long Xuan stretched out his golden wings, his body glowed brilliantly, and he condensed twelve soul rings, constantly retreating and dodging.

"Avoid reality and attack fiction, you have no chance."

Zhu Jiuyin threw a spear and nailed Long Xuan with the power of time, trying to pierce his body.

"The fire of killing immortals..."

Long Xuan hastily made a formula, and the thick flames flickered on his body, turning into an armor with both offensive and defensive capabilities.

"Pfft..."

The Spear of Time was very powerful, it penetrated Long Xuan's defense, causing him to cough up blood, and almost fell from mid-air.

"Hehe, this seat said that it's useless for you to join forces, let's give up the essence of life!"

Long Xuan circulated the law of life and recovered from his injuries in a blink of an eye, his breath was stable, and his fighting power remained undiminished.

"It's just empty talk, the outcome will only be known after the fight."

Ancestral Witch Zhu Rong on the side couldn't help but retort. He had been severely injured just now and could not participate in the battle now.

"Ten evil methods..."

Long Xuan formed seals with his hands and turned into ten rays of light, each with different powers, but extremely astonishing.

Fengming in the sky, Kunpeng spreading its wings, the big handprint of the real dragon, the power of the sky horned ants, the Thunder Emperor's method...

"boom……"

The nine great ancestral witches teamed up to shoot out nine rays of light, and they clashed with the ten fierce spells, making a loud noise that destroyed the world.

"Pfft..."

The ancestor witch of Houtu suffered heavy injuries, was hit by ten fierce methods, flew backward for [-] miles, and coughed up blood.

At this moment, Long Xuan was extremely powerful. Although he was in the early stage of Quasi-Saint, his combat power was not weaker than that of the Two Corpses Quasi-Saint.

"Long Xuan, how dare you hurt my younger sister?"

Dijiang Zuwu was furious, and stared at Longxuan viciously, distorting the space, forming many bursting wormholes.

"I'm here to trade, don't worry, I don't want your blood for nothing."

Long Xuan hastily explained that he didn't want to risk his life with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, it was too risky.

"If you win, we are naturally willing to admit defeat and give you the essence and blood of our life."

Zhu Jiu responded coldly, and the Time Spear became more terrifying and sharper in his hands.

"Nine secrets combined into one, invincible in the world..."

The opponent still had to resist stubbornly, so Long Xuan could only increase the intensity of his attack and defeat him by force.

"Pro..."

"Soldier..."

"fight……"

"By……"

"all……"

"number……"

"Group……"

"forward……"

"Row……"

The nine secrets came out together, forming nine dazzling rays of light, which gathered from all directions and turned into a peerless blow.

Even the nine ancestral witches couldn't stop them together, let alone the eight of them, they were knocked into the air by the power of the Nine Secrets on the spot, and they burst into immortal light like a feather.

"Pfft..."

In time, Zu Wu flew out backwards. If Zu Wu hadn't been physically strong, he would have fallen by another person.

"No more fighting, Long Xuan, you are the strongest person I have ever seen."

More than one person was injured, and Wu Qiangliang, the ancestor of Lei, was also covered in blood and temporarily lost his fighting power.

"Does Fellow Daoist Dijiang still want to fight?"

On the surface, Long Xuan had the upper hand, but in reality he was almost exhausted, the moves just now were too exhausting.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Long, you have won. This is my blood essence."

Compared with the ascetics, the ancestral witches kept their promises and forced out the life essence and blood on the spot, throwing it to Long Xuan.

"We are willing to bet and admit defeat, we can afford to lose."

The other five ancestral witches also forced out their life essence and blood, and donated them to Long Xuan with great arrogance.

"I'm sorry, the six of us are injured, we will give it later!"

Zhu Rong and others looked at Long Xuan helplessly, showing a simple and shrewd smile.

"The law of life, nectar from heaven."

Long Xuan circulated the law of life and formed nectar with it, every drop of it contained amazing vitality.

"Tick tock..."

The nectar landed on the body of the Twelve Ancestral Witches to heal their wounds, allowing their bodies to slowly recover.

"The blood essence of the ancestral witch is really domineering, and I feel the power of law in it."

Touching the six drops of blood in front of him, Long Xuan was a little moved, and then put it in the storage bag.

"To throw a peach, to return a plum."

The Houtu ancestor witch was very decisive, and hurriedly forced out the essence of life, the bright red blood was full of divine power.

"This is my blood essence of the inflammatory attribute."

Zhu Rong's ancestor witch did the same, and in the blink of an eye, another six drops of blood essence flew out and landed in Long Xuan's hands.

"Ding: Congratulations to the host for successfully obtaining the blood essence of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and you will be rewarded with five luck points."

There was a change in Long Xuan's body, he controlled the law of force, and reacted with twelve drops of blood essence.

"Friend Long Daoist, you must stay here for a while, and protect me well."

The words of the Houtu ancestor witch were tough, and it could be seen that their strength had temporarily declined, and the loss of their life essence and blood had a huge impact.

"Okay, I will protect your witch clan well."

Long Xuan subconsciously agreed, after all, he can't eat for nothing, why don't he work!

"Wuzu... We are Zuwu, Wuzu is such a good name."

After hearing this title, Dijiang Zuwu secretly nodded, and looked at Longxuan with gratitude.

"In that case, let's create a race!"

The twelve ancestor witches all had this idea, but they didn't think of a good name. Long Xuan's words woke them up.

"Damn it, I even suggested the witch clan."

For the behavior of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Long Xuan felt that it was too hasty, as if he deliberately deceived others.

"Father God, we will uphold your last wish, establish the Wu Clan together, and protect all spirits in the world for you."

As Dijiang opened his mouth, the situation changed in the blink of an eye, gathering the luck of the twelve ancestor witches.

"boom……"

Infinite merit descended from the nine heavens, which came from the way of heaven and fell directly on the twelve ancestor witches.

"The power of merit is poisonous, don't absorb it!"

Long Xuan hastily reminded, but it was still a step too late, it was too late.

"The road to quasi-sage has become..."

The power of merit automatically shines and melts into the body of the twelve ancestor witches to train their physical bodies, making them step into the quasi-sage realm.

Such a witch clan was born, in Long Xuan's eyes, the twelve ancestor witches and many great witches formed an overwhelming force of luck.

"The Lich Contest, this is the number of days in the prehistoric world, and manpower cannot change it at all."

Looking at the Twelve Ancestral Witches in front of him, Long Xuan couldn't help muttering to himself, and then looked firmly at the sky.

(End of this chapter)