Fuxi, Mu Qing and others looked at each other and seemed to see something.
The two deduced and found that the luck of this witch clan seemed to be rolling in. The terrifying luck was no worse than the last three clans who measured calamity.
Especially Fuxi, when deducing the Witch Clan, he always seemed to have a throbbing feeling, as if his fate had some intersection with the Witch Clan.
"This witch clan is truly extraordinary."
After a long time, Fuxi sighed.
Both of them are Hunyuan-level powerhouses. Now that the day is clear and bright, they naturally feel the extraordinary power of the Wu Clan and their rolling luck, which is very terrifying.
"The bloodline of Great God Pangu is naturally extraordinary."
Mu Qing also knew what the Wu Clan was up to, and there was a sense of agreement on his face, and because of the Great God Pangu, he seemed to have a good impression of the Wu Clan.
"Then Senior Brother, how should we deal with this witch clan in the future?"
Chi Yan asked quietly.
"Treat them as you should, without any prejudice or preferential treatment towards them."
"But there are many creatures at the foot of the mountain who are complaining? Many people have come to see me?"
When Chi Yan heard this, his face looked a little embarrassed.
"Hmph! If they find you, you will stand up for them, what? You have the strength, then you will drive away the Witch Clan?"
"Master, before retreating, what did you tell me to stay away from the affairs of the ancient world? These are all creatures from the ancient world, and the fittest will survive."
Mu Qing said coldly.
The prehistoric world itself is a dark forest, where the strong are respected and the weak can only succumb to the feet of the strong.
"If you can suppress the Wu clan by yourself, then I won't care about it, but if you don't have this ability, then just stay in Buzhou Mountain."
Mu Qing's meaning was already obvious. He would not let the disciples of the Five Elements lineage help the creatures of all races at the foot of Mount Buzhou.
"forget about it"
When Chi Yan heard this, he immediately shook his head. Chi Yan was very confident in dealing with an ancestral witch alone, but he was not sure in dealing with twelve of them by himself.
Especially those ancestral witches, they all went crazy when fighting.
"Fellow Taoist Mu, I think this Wu Clan is not simple. I am afraid that as the population of their Wu Clan increases, the entire prehistoric world will not be peaceful again in the future."
Fuxi let out a long sigh.
"Fellow Taoist Fuxi is overly worried. Even if there is no Wu clan, there are still thousands of races in the prehistoric continent. It is a struggle to own the prehistoric continent. Therefore, the prehistoric continent will never be peaceful. The purpose of our Five Elements Lineage is just
Protect the ancient world, and as for the fight between these creatures, let them fight!"
Mu Qing didn't care at all. As long as the heaven and earth were not damaged, other things would have no impact on their five elements and one lineage.
They of the Five Elements lineage never thought about competing for hegemony in the ancient world. They just practiced quietly in the mountains and acted as hermits.
Those who can enter the five elements and one lineage are all true practitioners. After all, refining the heart in the world of mortals is not just something you talk about casually. Those who enter the heart refining formation and fail will be kicked out.
Therefore, the xinxing of the disciples of the Five Elements lineage is far beyond that of ordinary monks, and even the future disciples of the three religions may not be able to compare with them.
That guy Yuanshi also arranged a large formation when he accepted his disciples, but it was only to test the disciples' aptitude and had nothing to do with their xinxing.
Otherwise, some of the later Twelve Golden Immortals would not even be as good as those from Jie Jiao.
Although there are not many disciples of the Five Elements lineage, they all like to practice in seclusion in their own dojo. In modern times, they would be standard otakus.
Moreover, with the inheritance left by Xiao Ziyu and Five Elements Taoist, they are much luckier than the creatures in the prehistoric times.
There is no need to fight for it. If you practice slowly, your cultivation level will gradually increase. If you really encounter a bottleneck, just travel to the ancient wilderness and then return to your own cave to practice.
It is precisely because of this that the disciples of the Five Elements lineage have different levels of cultivation that are profound and unpredictable.
There are at least hundreds of Daluo-level monks, and this power is no worse than that of the Dragon Clan at its peak.
And there are two Hunyuan level masters, not counting Xiao Ziyu and Five Elements Taoist.
It's just that the Five Elements and One Line rarely come out, so all the races in the prehistoric era don't know the strength of the Five Elements and One Line.
Even Luo and the others from before didn't know.
After all, with Xiao Ziyu and the Five Elements Taoist casting spells to cover it up, even Hongjun couldn't deduce the strength of the Five Elements lineage.
Mu Qing's words left Fuxi speechless. It is true that as long as there are living beings in the ancient world, there will always be fights.
Even though the previous calamity had just ended tens of thousands of years ago, the creatures of all races had begun to faintly fight.
For this mountain top, or for that blessed land, even at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, there are countless creatures who were beaten to death because of a low-level innate spiritual treasure.
Now that the Wu Clan is born, it only makes the prehistoric world more troubled.
In the end, Fuxi shook his head and said nothing more. After all, he was now a powerful Hunyuan warrior, and it was impossible for him to go down in person to find trouble for the Wu clan.
Because of Mu Qing, the Zhenzhen strong men in Buzhou Mountain did not have any opinions on the emergence of the Wu Clan.
Therefore, the Wu clan's territory at the foot of Buzhou Mountain is getting larger and larger.
After Zhu Rong's battle with Chi Yan, he returned to Pangu Palace with wounds all over his body.
At this time, the ancestral witches were not separated. The other ancestral witches in Pangu Palace were all there, seeing Zhu Rong's miserable state.
All of a sudden they were very surprised.
Of course, there are also those who take pleasure in others' misfortunes, such as Gonggong. When he saw Zhu Rong, he immediately grinned and said, "Haha! Zhu Rong, I never thought you would be here today."
"Zhu Rong, what's going on? How could you be injured like this?"
Of course Di Jiang couldn't be like Gong Gong, but asked with a serious face. Zhu Rong's strength was also ranked among the top among their twelve ancestral witches.
He was beaten like this. Wouldn't it be dangerous for him to be the ancestral wizard at the back?
Originally, their Wu tribe was running rampant at the foot of Mount Buzhou, and no force could stop them.
"Brother, he is a person who suddenly appeared in Buzhou Mountain. His cultivation is at the peak of Daluo. This guy is very strong, and his opponent's fighting skills are even more powerful. I fought with him for a long time today, but I learned a lot."
Zhu Rong didn't have any dissatisfaction with Chi Yan. On the contrary, he was very happy. He felt that his strength had improved rapidly after fighting against him.
As for being injured by the other party, he doesn't even care. Anyway, as long as he makes progress, no matter how serious the injury is, he can recover after a period of time.