Prehistoric: The Ancestor Of Kunpeng

The Wu Clan, the main hall of the Dijiang Tribe.

Hou Tu nestled on the stone platform, her face looked pale, and her expression was very weak.

"How could you be like this? It became like this once you went out." Di Jiang also seemed extremely worried.

Hou Tu is his most beloved girl, and an indispensable existence among the Wu Clan.

Houtu's voice was low and deep, saying: "Dage, I have a battle with Zhun Ti, I have hurt the origin, I'm afraid..."

Di Jiang's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Zhunti? Could it be that Daoist's apprentice from the West?"

"Yes, this is the person." Houtu said weakly.

Di Jiang was a little surprised, and said, "Is Zhunti Daoist so powerful? Doesn't even the ancestor Kunpeng help him?"

Houtu shook his head and said, "No, Xu Dage is very powerful. I must mention that people are not his opponents."

When these words came out, Di Jiang became angry: "If this is the case, then why didn't he protect you? You went out with him, but came back in this way. I'm going to look for him."

Houtu hurriedly grabbed Dijiang, and said, "Don't be like this, Dage, all of this is the fate of my little girl, and I was hit by this disaster."

Hearing this, Dijiang sighed and said: "Your prayer for the blessing of Father Pangu is a matter that hurts the origin. Father God has disappeared, and the power he once possessed that can reverse everything no longer exists. Now, there is only a wisp of Karma's power left in the world."

Di Jun sighed and said: "This may be the last treasure left to us by God Father Pangu. Only by making good use of it can we protect the witch family from dying."

Houtu was silent, he knew what he meant by Dage Dijiang.

The primordial spirit of the Witch tribe is inherently incomplete, and it is destined that Sage cannot appear in the Witch tribe, but at the same time they are the lucky ones among the prehistoric. Compared with most cultivators, they are uniquely endowed. From a certain perspective In other words, they are as unique as Sanqing.

The strands of Pangu god-tier's Karma power remaining in the heavens and the earth are enough to change the development of the primordial land and destroy the demon race.

"Little sister, when I summon the ancestor witch to heal you, and kill Di Jun for my brother in the future, I will surely smooth out the West and hate you!"

Di Jiang made up his mind and prepared to heal Hou Tu with the power of the twelve ancestor witches.

But Hou Tu refused, saying: "No Dage, I know my current state very well. If I let my brothers heal me alone, the price would be too great. Between the witches, it's about to happen, absolutely not! "

Hou Tu is a wise person, she knows more about the issues of right and wrong than anyone else.

If it was for himself to bury the entire Wu clan, Hou Tu would never agree to it. At that time, under Jiuquan, he would be speechless to meet Father Pangu.

At this moment, Hou Tu still doesn't know that she is the future Sage. She only knows that Sage is unlikely to appear among the Wu Clan. The only trump card of the Wu Clan is the Twelve Capital Celestial Devil Array, which is also a means to fight against Sage.

The witches have no Sage, and the witches are not afraid of Sage!

This is the confidence of the Wu Clan. If it is for oneself to reduce the power of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Array, then Hou Tu will not agree to anything.

Hou Tu groaned: "Dage, don't worry, I have already taught Xing Tian Dawu all my thoughts about formation. He is better than me."

When Hou Tu mentioned Xing Tian, ​​he smiled with relief.

Xing Tian is a peerless arrogant of the Witch clan, and even the arrogant of heaven in the predicament cannot be overstated.

To a certain extent, Xing Tian's prestige even surpassed some ancestral witches, and even his personal combat effectiveness was not inferior to that of the twelve ancestral witches.

"Sister, what do you mean?" Di Jiang showed a puzzled look.

Hou Tu sighed: "I may not be able to wait for the day of the Lich War, but when Xing Tian is there, I feel relieved. I will teach him all of my skills. When the war is over, I can let him take my place. , Don't be afraid of him Heaven Court!"

When Hou Tu said this, he was very confident.

Xing Tian was known as God of War, and he was the first person among the great witches of the Witch clan. Even when Lan Shan was still there, he could not shake his position. Today's Kuafu and Houyi both respect Xingtian.

If it is said that one emperor can fight more than five ancestral witches.

Then, one Xingtian can beat more than five demon saints, it is absolutely nothing to say.

Not to mention the existence of Kuafu and Houyi, the backbone of the monster clan is not as good as the witch clan.

"Sister, how do you say this frustrating remark."

Houtu coughed, and his voice became weaker: "Dage, Heavenly Dao has lost me so many witches, but Father Pangu has given me more witches, and my witches are the masters of the wild world. This is my last wish, Dage!"

After a lot of experience, Hou Tu knew that it was impossible for liches to live together peacefully.

If possible, of course she still hopes that the various races in the prehistoric coexist peacefully.

But since she returned to the tribe, the Monster Race has repeatedly invaded and killed her members of the Witch Race, clamoring and provoking, even more so.

Hou Tu has already seen the truth, that is, between the Wu Clan and the Demon Clan, only one can live. Either you die or I die. Whoever survives will be the master of the prehistoric world.

"Dage, my little girl is leaving. I hope Dage will consider it."

After Hou Tu said this, he returned to the own tribe.

These days, she feels that own body is getting weaker and weaker, and it seems that she may not be able to hold it at any time.

Lan Xuan was by Houtu's side all day, and of course she also noticed something was wrong.

"Big sis, do you feel better?"

She brought a bowl of soup and medicine. After Houtu drank it, she lay aside and said, "Quickly summon Xingtian, the great witch of the headquarters..."

Houtu said very hard.

Lan Xuan didn't dare to stay, so she hurried away. Soon Xing Tian Dawu came to Hou Tu's residence.

"Master Zu Wu, what are you..."

Xing Tian was a sturdy man. His complexion was like black gold, his body was four or five meters tall, and his body was full of muscles like a horned dragon. He looked full of strength.

"I tell you Dao heart, how much do you feel?"

Xing Tian bowed and said: "The disciple has already remembered it in his heart, and he often practiced with other ancestral witch seniors, and he is already proficient."

Hearing this, Hou Tu smiled gratifiedly: "Very well, in the future Lich Wars, you can be my place, open this big formation, and fight against the monsters!"

"what!?"

Xing Tian was shocked as soon as he said this.

"You don't need to know too much. I hope you won't let me down. I will go out soon. Before that, there is one more thing I want to entrust to you." Houtu said again.

Xing Tian looked upright and said, "Niang Niang, but according to the instructions, Xing Tian can only fight to death, not enough to report in case."

"Take care of her..."

Hou Tu looked at Lan Xuan beside her, her breath became weak, and she soon fell asleep.

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