Primordial Era: Lighting lamps, burying the ancestral master!

Chapter 251 The Wu Clan splits, and Emperor Jun gets married!
flood.

The Nantian Gate opened wide, welcoming Emperor Jun and the demon gods back to the heaven.

After tens of thousands of years of development, Heaven has now become a paradise for monsters.

There is no persecution from the witch clan, and from time to time the Da Luo demon god comes to preach to them.

Through various measures, the overall strength of the demon clan has increased rapidly, and it is no longer weaker than the peak moment during the first tribulation of Long Han in the past, or even worse!

There are as many golden immortals as dogs, Taiyi is everywhere in the sky, and even Daluo golden immortals can be seen almost everywhere.

33rd Heaven, Lingxiao Palace!

The gods of the demon clan gathered here to discuss major issues of the demon clan.

"Demon Emperor, these are Star God Flags, each one is an acquired spiritual treasure."

"If another Da Luo demon immortals are selected from the group of demons to control the Star God Banner, the Zhoutian Star Dou Formation will surely be brought to a higher level!"

Fuxi waved his hand, and more than ten thousand immortal lights appeared in front of the gods.

Over the past tens of thousands of years, He has not been idle.

After traveling across the sea of ​​​​stars, setting star nodes, and collecting infinite star essences, he refined these acquired spiritual treasures.

"allow!"

Di Jun nodded.

I have to admit that when Fuxi actually works, he is quite reassuring.

He looked at Bai Ze: "Commander Bai Ze, the matter of selecting the demon immortal will be left to you."

"I will obey the Demon King's decree."

Bai Ze stepped forward to answer the call.

"When the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Formation is complete, my demon clan will be in trouble again, suppress the twelve capital gods and evil formations, kill the twelve ancestral witches, and show shame with blood!"

Di Jun said with murderous intent.

"Battle! Fight! Fight!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

……

Wild land.

Without the obstruction of the monster gods, the Wu tribe is also expanding rapidly!
Taking Buzhou Mountain as a dot, it radiates in all directions, and its footprints are even close to the end of the earth such as the East China Sea and the immortal volcano!

Countless great witches travel across the land in groups, hunting monsters for blood. Even the great demons and immortals cannot escape the disaster, and some of them fall from time to time.

A prosperous scene of flowers blooming and brocade being cooked by fire!
With the support of the witch clan, the twelve ancestral witches have taken another step together. Each of them is as sacred as the second-step Da Luo. Their physical bodies are even difficult to break through even some top-quality innate spiritual treasures.

If the saints don't come out, they will be at the pinnacle of prehistoric combat power!
However, the atmosphere in the Ancestral Witch Palace was extremely depressing.

At this moment, only the seven ancestral witches, including Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Shebi Shi, and Ju Mang, were sitting here.

The door is closed, and everyone sitting there is "their own god".

"You feel it all, right?"

Di Jiang suddenly spoke, breaking the oppressive atmosphere.

"Ah."

Zhu Jiuyin nodded: "My physical body has reached its limit, and there is no possibility of further growth."

"After all, this is just Nuwa's creation. It's beyond my expectation that it can reach this level."

Ju Mang told the key, and he asked back to everyone, but his eyes wandered over the corpses of Zhu Jiuyin and Shebi:

"So, what are your plans next?"

"Ah!"

Zhu Jiuyin sneered: "Jie Yin, you should ask yourself this question, right?"

This time, Shebishi also sided with Zhu Jiuyin:
"What are you planning to do to trigger the conflict between the two Lich clans?"

Di Jiang remained silent on the side, but his eyes also stayed on Gou Mang.

Unlike Fuxi and Bai Ze, the Wu clan was the only "profit" for him and Hongyun.

Even though the divine body of the Ancestral Witch has reached its limit, this "qualification" can still help him and Hongyun's body.

"Just give Prince Dong a little chance to breathe."

Ju Mang waved his hand: "Anyway, the confrontation between lich and lich has become a general trend, and the contradiction cannot be eliminated. Why not let me take advantage of it to awaken the little conscience I have left."

"Ah!"

Zhu Jiuyin sneered again and again.

Although this bastard's reasons were reasonable, he didn't believe a word of it!
At this time, Hou Tu suddenly spoke, breaking the deadlock:

"The Witch Clan needs a road." She glanced at everyone present and repeated:
"The Witch Clan must also have a way!"

"It may be extremely difficult to walk, but you must be able to keep walking!"

Finally, she added: "We owe them this."

The ancestral witches were silent.

Gonggong also spoke a little unusually today:

"But even the saint has never..."

"If the saint is truly omniscient and omnipotent, why do our bodies have limits?"

Hou Tu interrupted Gonggong with a rhetorical question:

"There is absolutely no possibility for us to become saints physically!"

"Moreover, it is up to us, the ancestral witches, to decide whether the witch clan has a path or not!"

After she finished speaking, she looked at Jumang, as if waiting for an answer.

"So what are your plans next?"

Jumang threw the question out again.

He has a way, but he can’t say it now.

Especially after knowing the connection between Hongyun and Hongjun, he had to keep it secret!
"Everyone should take care of themselves."

The moment Zhu Jiuyin gave the answer, his butt was already crooked.

"Twelve ancestral witches and twelve tribes develop independently without interfering with each other."

Shebishi reached a consensus with Him, and her attitude has begun to change.

Hou Tu looked at Gou Mang and said, "I will find an answer."

Shebishi's face turned dark after hearing this.

"That's it."

Di Jiang sighed, pulled Gonggong and disappeared into the hall.

The period of sincere cooperation between the Twelve Ancestral Witches has passed.

Driven by interests, the direction has long been out of control...

……

Time flies, and thousands of years pass in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the sky shines brilliantly, the sun and the moon shine together!
A solemn and steady portal was projected in all directions, and the phantoms of the great Luo demon gods appeared, announcing their return to the ancient world!

However, the figures of Emperor Jun and Xihe appeared in the sun and lunar light respectively. Thousands of brilliance and auspicious colors paved a sky bridge across the sun and moon.

"Clang~"

"Clang~"

"Clang~"

The bells of the Chaos Bell rang one after another, and the voice of Taiyi spread to all parts of the world:

"Ten thousand years from now, our demon clan, Demon Emperor Jun, will marry the lunar goddess Xihe. The demon clan and all the gods will congratulate her!
This is an edict to the prehistoric world! "

Di Jun's voice then sounded, his laughter full of kindness:
"Hahaha, a wedding invitation will be sent to the caves of all Taoist friends later. I also ask all Taoist friends to honor me and witness that Xihe and I have become Taoist couples."

Then, suddenly a golden roc flew out from the Tianmen, and wherever it went, countless wedding invitations scattered on the ground.

Kunpeng even visited a sacred Da Luo and sent the wedding invitation to him.

Kunlun Mountains.

Three wedding invitations arrived. Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing had different expressions.

"It's true that they are wet, egg-born, furry and horned men. They are extremely noisy!"

The epiphany was interrupted, and Yu Qing was so angry that she almost attacked Kunpeng.

"Second brother, this is wrong."

Taiqing picked up the wedding invitation in his hand and said, "This matter is not that simple."

Sumeru Mountain.

Zhunti has completely entered the state at this moment:
"Senior brother, this is a great opportunity to strengthen our West!"

"I heard that there are countless innate tribes in the Heavenly Court, and there must be many talents!"

Jie Yin grinned: "Not only is he a talent, but unfortunately, he can also deceive... no, I picked up a few little golden crows..."

(End of this chapter)