The first thousand four hundred and fifty-eight chapters Wuzu was born
The prehistoric Buzhou Mountain.
Because the Qilin clan withdrew, the surrounding creatures gradually increased in number and became more and more lively.
But recently, at the foot of the Anhuang Buzhou Mountain, twelve special creatures suddenly appeared. They were very domineering and savage.
The key strength is still very strong, and each one has the cultivation level of Daluo Jinxian in the later stage.
This also resulted in some surrounding creatures being often oppressed by them, and even some small tribes became their food rations.
Because they are powerful and the twelve of them are very united, even a strong man at the peak of Da Luo may not be able to escape if he is surrounded by the twelve of them.
Before, there was someone who couldn't stand it, but he died in their hands, which also shocked the creatures near Mount Buzhou.
Naturally, they stayed away from them.
Pangu Hall.
"Second brother, is it really possible?"
Looking at the blood pool that gave birth to them, Zhu Rong felt constantly uneasy in his heart.
"Don't worry, we will definitely succeed. Since this blood pool can give birth to us, it can definitely give birth to our sons of the Wu clan."
Zhu Jiuyin nodded faintly, because at the moment he was born, he saw a little bit of the future with the help of the law of time. This method of giving birth to a son of the witch clan was what he happened to see.
Gudu!
Twelve huge blood pools suddenly began to bubble and roll, attracting everyone's attention.
Twelve people stared intently at these twelve huge blood pools.
"Haha! Second brother, what you said is indeed right. It can really give birth to our son of the Wu clan. I can't wait any longer."
Zhu Rong danced happily, especially when he saw that some witch clan boys were about to pop out of his blood pool, he was even more excited.
"Why are you so happy? Haven't you come out yet? You are really worthless."
Gonggong on the side saw Zhu Rong's laughter and immediately began to criticize him. It seemed that the two of them were born with wrong tempers.
He always likes to be sharp-tongued, and everyone is used to it.
"I'm happy with it. You can control it. If you don't agree with it, let's go out and compare notes!"
Zhu Rong's fiery temper is like a firecracker that explodes at the drop of a hat.
"I still can't photograph you, come on!"
Gonggong was naturally not afraid of Zhu Rong, as the two had competed many times before.
"Shut up, everyone, and be quiet."
Just when the two of them were about to escalate their quarrel and engage in a physical fight, the eldest among the ancestral witches, Emperor Jiang, had a serious look on his face and stared at the two of them with tiger eyes.
As the eldest brother, his prestige was still very high. The two of them did not dare not listen to his words, so they could only glare at each other fiercely, and then it was over.
"It's done!"
After a long time, the twelve blood pools rolled more and more violently, and finally, a disciple of the Wu clan jumped out from one of the blood pools.
"Xing Tian pays homage to all the ancestral witches!"
As soon as this person came out, he had the strength of the Taiyi realm.
"Haha! What a Xingtian!"
Seeing Xing Tian, the twelve ancestral witches all had happy expressions on their faces. They could naturally feel that Xing Tian was special and exuded boundless fighting will. This kind of momentum was not even found in many ancestral witches.
He is definitely qualified to become an ancestral witch, so how can he not make them happy?
"Hou Yi, Kua Fu... meet all the ancestral witches"
Afterwards, some Wu Clan sons and daughters slowly popped out again. There were almost dozens of them in total, scattered here and there. Almost every blood pool gave birth to several Wu Clan sons and daughters.
These are all great witches in the Taiyi realm.
It has to be said that the witch clan is terrifying. At this birth, there are twelve ancestral witches from the late Da Luo period and dozens of great witches from the Taiyi Golden Immortal.
With this strength alone, among all the races in the wild, there are few who can compare with it.
"Haha! Let's go, I will take you to my territory."
Zhu Rong looked at the great witches coming out of his blood pool, and with a wave of his hand, he led them out of Pangu Hall.
Obviously he was taking him to show off. After all, he was alone before, but now he has several subordinates. Of course, he wanted to let the surrounding creatures know that their witch clan was not limited to their twelve ancestral witches.
"Second brother, can this blood pool only produce so much?"
Hou Tu asked.
"No, it's okay, but not now. I just conceived it, but our ancestral witch essence and blood will not need my essence and blood in the future. We only need some blood and earth evil energy."
Zhu Jiuyin shook his head.
This group of witch clans are all great witches. They were born from the combination of their essence and blood with the blood of their father god in the blood pool.
Even though their qualifications are not as good as those of their ancestral witches, they are not far behind. Especially Xingtian and the others have the appearance of ancestral witches.
It’s just that the Wu clans born in the future will not have such good qualifications.
And he also knew that even if they continued to use blood essence, they would not be able to breed these great witches.
In the future, if the sons of the witch clan want to become great witch ancestors, they must slowly fight and break through on their own.
The birth of the son of the witch clan made the twelve ancestral witches very happy, but it made the surrounding primitive creatures miserable.
Originally, there were only twelve ancestral witches in the witch clan. Their destructive power was not very great, and they naturally did not occupy much territory.
But as the Wu Clan came out, more and more disciples came out, forming twelve tribes of various sizes, constantly encroaching on the surrounding territory.
Facing the twelve late-stage Daluo Golden Immortals, there are also dozens of witch masters from the Taiyi Golden Immortal.
Even though Mount Buzhou belongs to the ancient ancestral lineage and the surrounding creatures are stronger than other places, many races suffered heavy losses after experiencing the battle between the Dragon and Phoenix clans.
Although it takes nearly ten thousand years to cultivate and recuperate, how can such a small amount of time restore them to their peak.
Facing the aggressive Wu Clan, they can only retreat again and again. After all, the Wu Clan has no unreasonable people. If you go head-to-head with them, they themselves will suffer the consequences.
However, facing the threat of the Wu Clan, many creatures around Buzhou Mountain naturally united to fight against the Wu Clan.
Relying on the power of one clan alone, there is no way it can fight against the Witch Clan.
At the same time, the two Golden Crows from Sun Star also traveled to Buzhou Mountain, and naturally they also knew about the domineering force of the Wu Clan.
"Brother, I never thought that in this ancient world, there would be such a powerful force as the Wu Clan."
Even Taiyi, who was so arrogant, had to admit that the opponent's strength was indeed terrifying after learning about the strength of the Wu clan.
The twelve ancestral witches are all in the later stages of Da Luo, and each of them is comparable to his existence. Although he has the Chaos Bell, he does not have the confidence to fight one against ten.
They have conquered some forces over the years, but in the final analysis, they are still far behind the Wu Clan.
After all, Daluo Jinxian was not as good as the Wu clan. Of course, when they arrived at Buzhou Mountain, he and his elder brother also had new ideas.