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Chapter 192 The Witch's Response

The prehistoric world.

The human race, this weak group, once again entered the eyes of the prehistoric forces after a thousand years.

The last time, when Saint Nuwa became a saint, he promised that the human race would be peaceful for thousands of years and that no wise creatures should be disturbed.

Now, just after a thousand years, all the tribes and forces in the prehistoric world have not had time to see what is special about the human race.

The Three Pure Taoists transformed by Pangu's Yuanshen established religions in the human race. Within one day, three innate gods successively attained enlightenment and became saints, shocking the vast world.

So, the eyes of all the prehistoric races and spirits looked at the human race again, or were discussing how to deal with the human race.

Witch clan.

In Pangu Hall, the twelve ancestor witches sat in a group, with different figures and a majestic and vast aura like the mountain.

"According to the great wizard rain master under my command, the human race reproduction is very fast and born weak, life is less than a hundred years, and strength is less than a thousand pounds. Except for some who have entered the immortal path, the rest are not worth worrying!"

Xuanming's ancestor witch said, "The man faces and birds, with a green snake hanging on each ear on both sides, and two green snakes stepping on his feet. It is the ancestor witch of the rain."

"There is no need to pay too much attention to such a weak race!"

Zhurong's ancestor witch said that his beast head and human body are covered with red scales, ears are swollen by fire snakes, and feet are swollen by fire dragons, which are the ancestor witches of fire.

"No, although the human race is weak, our distant relative has become a saint with the human race. What do you say?"

Gonggong's ancestor witch immediately retorted that his python head was human, covered with black scales, stepped on a black dragon, and wrapped in green pythons in his hands. He was the ancestor witch of water.

"Why, you want to be in trouble with me, right? Come on, let's go out to practice!"

Zhu Rong was furious immediately, stood up, pointed at Gonggong and shouted.

"Who is afraid of whom? Let's go, you will feel uncomfortable if you don't hit you for a day!"

Gonggong was not afraid at all, so he stood up and started fighting at a very disagreement.

"Okay, why bother!"

The old emperor Jiang, among the twelve people, roared and stopped them. They were like yellow sacs, red as red as elixir fire, six legs and four wings, and faceless. They were the space ancestral witches.

These two guys are really a headache. They always quarrel and fight.

After Di Jiang finished speaking, he ignored the two of them, looked at the rest of the people and asked, "Tell me, do we want to intermarry with the human race? To quickly increase the population of our witch race!"

This idea was proposed by the Great Wizard Rain Master, and then reported to the Xuanming Ancestor Witch.

Then, during this meeting of the twelve ancestor witches, Xuanming ancestor witch brought it up

Di Jiang was moved immediately.

As long as the population of the Witch Clan can be increased quickly, no matter how much the price it costs, it is fine.

Not to mention, it's just human race.

"It's good to intermarry with the human race, but the only thing you have to worry about is the attitude of Nuwa and Taiqing!"

The Houtu ancestor witch nodded, but was worried. He had a human body and snake tail, seven hands behind his back, and both hands on his chest, holding the Tengshe snake in both hands. He was the ancestor witch of the earth.

If we talk about this Houtu ancestor witch, it is really an alien among the twelve great ancestor witches.

When Hongjun Daozu preached the great way in Zixiao Palace, the other eleven people were indifferent, and only Houtu went to listen to the sermon.

However, Houtu, who was born without a soul, was like listening to the heavenly book when he preached Hongjun.

However, this time I heard the sermon, I didn’t get anything without gain.

At least I got to know the powerful people in the prehistoric world.

I have some understanding of all living beings in the prehistoric world.

It is not as other ancestor witches thought, the second brother of heaven and earth, and the third brother of my witch clan.

If you don’t talk about anything else, just say that Zu Hongjun is unfathomable.

Even if he just took a look at him, Houtu felt that he would die at any time.

There are also the Three Pure Land transformed by Pangu’s Yuanshen, the Two Emperors of the Demon Clan, the Western Duo, the Styx Cultivator, Hongyun, Zhenyuanzi, etc., and the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace, how could they be fame?

"What a shitty, a shitty Nuwa, can you still dare to go against my witch clan?"

After hearing Houtu's words, the rest of them fell into deep thought, and only Zhu Rong shouted.

Fortunately, this Pangu Temple can isolate the detection of the Heavenly Way. Otherwise, insulting the saint, you may be immediately sensed by the Heavenly Way and the Heavenly Punishment Hongmeng Divine Thunder!

"If you can't speak, just say a few less words!"

Di Jiang glanced at him and looked at the wise man among the twelve ancestor witches, the time ancestor witch Zhu Jiuyin.

Asked, "What do you think about this?"

Zhu Jiuyin gave birth to a dragon's body, and his whole body was red. He was the ancestor of time.

This person has always been known for his wise and resourcefulness, but he seems dark and mysterious on weekdays, which is inconsistent with the careless nature of the witch clan.

Therefore, if Gonggong and Shenrong and other ancestor witches had not had important things, no one would want to deal with Zhu Jiuyin.

"According to my younger sister, the saint is inaction and will not specifically love any person or race in the prehistoric world. Otherwise, after Nuwa becomes a saint, why wouldn't she attack my witch clan?"

"And, I guess, after becoming a saint, you cannot easily attack monks under the saints, otherwise the prehistoric world would have been in chaos!"

Based on the news that Houtu brought back from Zixiao Palace, Zhu Jiuyin calculated the realm of the saint and the special nature of the holy position.

"That human race is just a small tribe. If my witch race wants to marry him, that is their blessing!"

"I think that the Great Wizard Rain Master did not show his force to him before, so that the newborn human race did not know the power of my witch clan!"

With a slight smile, Zhu Jiuyin said: "As long as you show it the power of my witch clan, are you still afraid that it will not fall to my witch clan and become a vassal race of our clan?"

Everyone nodded, and this was reasonable.

Of course, the witch clan was born with only muscles and no soul, and could not understand the way of heaven. It was important to take strength as the most respectful thing.

Since the human race is so weak, isn’t it natural to rely on the powerful witch race?

"Okay, since that's the case, who will you go to the human race?"

When Di Jiang heard this, he immediately agreed, and then looked at everyone and asked.

"But, brother, what if the Taiqing Saint or Nuwa Saint blames it..."

Houtu was stunned and expressed his objection.

"Little sister, you don't have to say much, I'm determined!"

Di Jiang waved his hand and said coldly.

Xuan Ming patted Houtu on the shoulder and said, "Little sister, the compassionate heart is only available to those monks with false benevolence and righteousness. My witch clan inherits the will of Father Pangu. Everything in this prehistoric world is just the private property left by Father God for us. How do you want to execute it? When will you still have to obtain the consent of outsiders?"

“…”

Houtu was speechless.

"Miss Xuanming is right. When is it the turn of outsiders to ask about my witch tribe's turn?"

Gonggong nodded.

"Since that's the case, let's go there in person!"

Looking at the expressions of the brothers, a trace of inexplicable expression flashed in Houtu's eyes, he thought for a while and said.

"Okay, my witch clan is not a rude person. You are kind by nature, so it's best for you to do it!"

When Di Jiang heard this, he did not object and said, "The human race would be better aware of it, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

"My little sister knows!"
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