Prehistoric: The Golden Crow Emperor, robbed Sanqing at the beginning

"Yes, Brother Ling Xiao, as descendants of God Father, we should work hard to regain the power of God Father when we have the opportunity."

Di Jiang's eyes lit up. The little girl who had always been well-behaved had such ambitions. As the eldest brother, he must support her.

He has no soul, and it is impossible for him to reach the height of his father in this life. But if the little sister can regain the power of his father, he, as the eldest brother, will also have a bright face.

"this……"

Ling Xiao frowned. The Yuan Shen was born and it was difficult to cultivate the Yuan Shen. He had never heard of any techniques or heavenly materials and earthly treasures that could improve the Yuan Shen.

"If Brother Lingxiao can't help it, then forget it." Hou Tu didn't force it and smiled freely. In fact, she had been looking for a way to improve her soul and knew that it was impossible to do it.

The reason why this request was made was just to allow Ling Xiao to accept Pangu Chalcedony.

"Actually, it's not impossible. If I can understand the law of the soul in the Three Thousand Avenues, I may be able to deduce the technique to enhance the soul."

Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly lit up. The soul is the soul, and the law of soul is dedicated to exploring the root of the soul. It is strange and unpredictable, very difficult to understand, and is one of the top laws.

Hou Tu's eyes suddenly lit up, and it seemed to make sense: "In this case, if Brother Ling Xiao understands the law of the soul one day, I would like to ask Brother Ling Xiao to give it a try. If it doesn't work, it doesn't matter. It means I don't have This opportunity.”

"That's right, Brother Ling Xiao doesn't have to do it specially. Everything will be fate. If Sister Houtu doesn't have this fate, the important task of regaining the power of Father God will be left to Brother Ling Xiao."

"Brother Ling Xiao, you can cultivate both the spirit and the body. We are both descendants of God Father. No matter who can regain the power of God Father, it is the glory of our descendants. As long as they can protect the ancient wilderness created by God Father, it will be fine."

Di Jiang followed suit.

"Okay, if I understand the law of the soul one day, I will definitely try my best. No matter whether I succeed or not, I will owe you an explanation." Ling Xiao nodded to Hou Tu.

"Okay, then it's settled." Hou Tu showed a cute and sweet smile.

"Brother Ling Xiao, you are the Sun Star God. You were born out of fire. Your body is not weak, but it is not strong enough. To ensure that you can become a saint physically, you'd better temper your physical body to a level comparable to that of a quasi-saint, and then refine the chalcedony of Father God. ”

"It just so happens that the Father God's blood pool is useless. There is still some Father God's blood essence in it. If you refine it, it will definitely make your physical body much stronger."

Di Jiang opened his mouth and said.

"How come the Father God's blood pool is useless? Isn't that the foundation of the Witch Clan?"

Ling Xiao was stunned. The Pangu Temple was transformed from Pangu's heart. There was a blood pool inside, which contained the essence of Pangu's blood. The Twelve Ancestral Witches were transformed from Pangu's essence and blood, and were born from the blood pool.

The twelve ancestral witches dripped their own essence and blood into the blood pool as a primer, and then continuously created the witch race.

The Pangu Blood Pool is useless, which means that the Wu Clan is extinct.

"Alas, we use the blood essence of the witch clan and the blood essence of the Father God in the blood pool as a medium, and use the law of time to cross the long river of time and return to the beginning of the universe to receive a wisp of the will of the Father God."

"We were worried that the old thief Hongjun and Tiandao would attack us regardless, so we wanted to scare them with Father God's will. The goal was achieved, but the blood pool has also dried up, and the Witch Clan can no longer be created."

"This time, although we succeeded, we also suffered heavy casualties, and the calamity energy entered our bodies. Except for us, the other members of the Wu Clan cannot improve their cultivation."

"If you don't join Daluo, your lifespan will one day be exhausted. Today, there are only a few dozen people in the Wu clan who have reached Daluo Jinxian or above. Moreover, the Wu clan cannot have children like the human race. Maybe in tens of thousands of years, the Wu clan will There will be only a few dozen left.”

Di Jiang sighed helplessly.

This time the Witch Clan was considered victorious, but it was also a miserable victory.

"So that's it. I'm also curious about how you managed to make Father God's will manifest. I had been paying attention to Hongjun's movements at that time. You may not know that when Father God's will was manifested, Hongjun was so scared that he pissed himself and fled to Chaos. Deep." Ling Xiao nodded understandingly.

Hearing this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches laughed loudly, which scared the shit out of Hongjun. It was worth the high price they paid.

"Actually, the Wu Clan may not be extinct. The Wu Clan is born with an innate Taoist body, but they don't have a soul, so they can't reproduce."

"But the human race has souls and innate Tao bodies. You can try to combine with the human race. Maybe you can give birth to offspring, which can be regarded as half the blood of the Wu clan."

Ling Xiao thought for a while and said.

In the prehistoric myths and stories circulated in the past life, it was said that the witch clan and witch people were the descendants of the combination of the witch clan and the human race. Ling Xiao didn't know the specific details, but there was no loss in trying.

"You can try it. If it works, it will solve the problem of the inheritance of the Wu clan."

"Brother Ling Xiao, your brain is better. Go to the blood pool to refine the blood essence of the Father God. I will go talk to the human race right away."

Di Jiang was overjoyed and couldn't wait.

"Okay." Ling Xiao didn't hesitate and went to the Pangu Blood Pond for retreat.

On the other side, there is an immortal volcano in the south, where the five ancient insects gather.

"Black Mosquito, Rahu is cunning, do we really want to conspire with him?"

The multi-eyed centipede looked solemn, full of fear of Rahu.

"What are you afraid of? We are transformed by the evil energy of the five elements. The energy of the five elements in the world is endless, so we will be immortal. No one can kill us. At most, we will be sealed again."

The mosquito Taoist was very calm.

The evil spirit of the five elements is the exhaust gas discharged by the energy of the five elements. The energy of the five elements in heaven and earth will not be exhausted, and the evil energy of the five elements will not be exhausted.

The five elements of yin and yang are the root of all things. If the prehistoric world wants to maintain its operation, the five elements of qi are indispensable.

In other words, if the prehistoric world is not destroyed, the five ancient insects will not be destroyed.

"I was able to save you this time because Luo Hou told me where you were sealed."

"He also told me that if we want to become saints, we should take the black lotus of extinction to the immortal volcano to meet him."

"Anyway, we are immortal. If we are plotted against by him, at most we will be sealed again. Don't you want to become saints?"

The mosquito Taoist continued.

"Well, I think this risk is worth taking. We can afford to lose." The nine-headed insect said.

The six-winged golden cicada, the multi-eyed centipede, and the nine-tailed scorpion thought about it and nodded.

"Okay, then let's go to see Luo Hou." The mosquito Taoist took out the black lotus of extinction.

No one thought that the black lotus of extinction would run into the hands of the mosquito Taoist, not even Hongjun and Tiandao.

"There is a formation seal set by Hongjun here. How can we get in? Once we attack the formation, Hongjun will definitely be able to sense it." The Nine-headed Insect's face was solemn.

Once Hongjun found out that they were cooperating with Luohou, he would definitely seal them again.

"No, the origin of the magic is hidden in the black lotus of destruction, which can block the secrets of heaven and everything that happens here. Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao will not sense it."

The Mosquito Taoist shook the black lotus of destruction in his hand, transformed into his true body, and bit the formation with his sharp mosquito mouth, which immediately bit a small hole in the formation, and took the other four insects into the immortal volcano as streams of light.

If Ling Xiao saw this scene, he would definitely not be surprised. The mosquito Taoist's mouth could bite through all the twelve-grade merit golden lotuses and suck away the third grade. It was a piece of cake to bite through a formation.