The authentic Pan Gu in the prehistoric world

Under the mountain, in the Pangu Hall.

"There are still many empty Immortal Mountain Blessed Lands in the Flood Wilderness, and these areas are all atmospheric luck, and our Wu clan must occupy them as soon as possible to incorporate these qi luck into my Wu clan."

Di Jiang's gaze swept over all the ancestral witches, and he emphasized again.

The Wu Clan doesn't know how long it has been expanding its power, and it has long been familiar with these things.

It can be said that in the flood and famine, except for the immortal mountain blessed land of those great gods, almost all of them have been touched by the Wu clan.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches have been evolving the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array for a long time, and it has only now been truly perfected.

Now that all the ancestral witches have already left the customs, Dijiang began to mention this matter.

All the ancestors answered.

Di Jiang nodded, and then spoke, "The Lich clan has been fighting for hundreds of millions of years, killing and robbing I don't know how many times, entanglement I don't know how many causes and effects. The next time they fight again, the two clans will finally divide the victory and defeat, either the demon clan will be destroyed, or my witch clan will be destroyed. "

"We must not be neglected, you have all seen the strength of saints, if you are not sanctified, you will eventually be an ant, and my witch clan must have a sanctification."

"How the Taiyuan sage preached, we don't know. But one thing is certain, the gathering of atmospheric luck will surely preach. "

Hearing this, the ancestors nodded, and then fell silent.

Atmospheric luck has always been pursued by the Wu clan, and as a line of Pangu, the Wu clan's luck itself is quite a lot. Naturally, it is also the magic of knowing qi luck, and even knows the role of qi luck more than many powers of 097.

Over the years, the Wu clan has been conquesting everywhere and has gained a lot of luck, but even so, I don't see how much the Wu clan's luck has increased.

On the contrary, luck has declined recently.

Thinking of this, Zu Wu Xuanxi said: "My Wu Clan's luck has been declining, even if I occupy so much Immortal Mountain Blessed Land, it is still unavoidable, is it because someone has preached sanctification of this phenomenon?" "

When the ancestors heard this, their faces suddenly changed.

They really hadn't thought about this problem, if it was because of the saints that the luck of the witch race had declined, then it would be troublesome.

Although the demon clan is huge, their witch clan is not bad and can deal with it.

But if they faced the saints, the ancestral witches really didn't have such confidence.

Imagining the scene of Tai Yuan's sanctification in the past is still vividly remembered, and people can't resist at all.

Di Jiang saw that the ancestors were silent, his gaze slowly swept over, and then fell on Houtu, who had a slightly thoughtful look on his face, and spoke, "Houtu girl, what did you think of?" "

Hearing this, the eyes of all the ancestors and witches all focused on Houtu.

Houtu raised his head, looked at the ancestors and witches, and slowly spoke: "I was wondering, could it be because our witch clan kills so much that luck passes too quickly?" "

"How much has it been killed?"

After hearing this, all the ancestors were thoughtful.

Although the conquest of the Ten Thousand Realms can condense the fortune of the Wu Clan, the accompanying killing is also too heavy.

In this process, the Wu Clan did not know how many living beings were slaughtered, how many immortal mountain blessed lands, spiritual roots, and earth veins were destroyed, and who could tell?

"Houtu's words are reasonable, and I am afraid that the luck of my Wu clan has a lot to do with it." Di Jiang nodded, seemingly agreeing with Houtu's words.

The rest of the ancestors gradually agreed with this view.

"Big brother, in that case, why not..." Without waiting for Houtu to finish speaking, Di Jiang waved his hand and made Houtu stop.

Di Jiang turned his gaze and looked at Houtu, and said: "Little sister, I know what you want to say, but my Wu clan has no way back, and there is no end to death between me and the demon clan." "

"As long as I destroy the demon race and obtain the luck of the weather, I can complete the luck of my witch clan."

"Temporary killings are inevitable..."

"I see..." said Hou Tu Chin.

She knew that what Di Jiang said was reasonable, but she was always a little uneasy in her heart, and secretly said in her heart: "It seems that I still want to go to Qingdu Mountain to ask the Taiyuan Sage for advice." "

Thirty-three days, Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Hall.

"Emperor Yutian, the Wu Clan in the Nether has temporarily stopped, presumably because the speed of expansion is too fast, so they have to stop. Once the various places are integrated, the Wu Clan will definitely have the next move. "

Demon God Bai Ze stepped forward and reported towards Di Jun.

"The Wu Clan, it's all a group of reckless men who don't know the number of days, except for the twelve heavenly gods, the rest are not worried."

"My demon clan has obtained the gang master of the Taikoo for three days, the Wu clan has provoked the wrath of the heavens and the people in the conquest everywhere, and many hidden clans have gradually moved closer to my heavenly court, and the next time I fight, my demon clan will not fight alone."

"And the Wu clan, with fewer enemies and more enemies, there is no chance of victory."

Di Jun nodded, and then analyzed.

"However, the minister came in to observe and learned that the luck of the Wu clan seems to have fluctuated greatly, and the luck of my demon clan has also fluctuated. Qi luck is decreasing faster than before, not just for what reason? "

The decrease in the luck of the demon race that Bai Ze mentioned had occurred a long time ago, but it was not so serious at that time.

But now, the speed of the demon race's luck has accelerated a lot, and the reason has never been found.

Everyone in the Heavenly Court was helpless for this, and even if there was no amount of luck, they could not withstand such a pass.

"Big brother, could it be that it was because the Taiyuan Daoist preached sanctification, which triggered the fluctuation of qi luck in my demon clan, causing the flow of qi luck?"

Taiyi came up with an idea.

I have to say that Taiyi's idea still has some truth, at least no one sounds like there is anything wrong.

However, when Di Junzhi heard this, he shook his head and said, "What should I say about the passage of luck before the Taiyuan Daoist becomes a saint?" "

Di Jun put his hands on his back and paced back and forth in the hall for a long time before saying, "If you don't become holy, you are an ant, and if the demon race wants to prosper, you must have a saint sitting in the town." It is imperative to destroy the Wu Clan and dominate the Flood and Desolation Heavens. "

"Now that we have the assistance of the Taikoo Three Days, and the support of the Flood Barren Ten Thousand Races, we also have a greater grasp of the Shangwu Clan."

Bai Ze said, "The strongest thing in the Wu Clan is their Twelve Heavenly God Burning Array, and in terms of power, I am afraid it is still above our Zhou Tian Star Dou Array." In the face of such a large array, it is not possible for manpower to compete. "

Bai Ze expressed his concern, but Kunpeng on the side smiled coldly and said: "Although the Dutian God is powerful, it takes twelve ancestral witches to be able to lay down, if we solve one or two ancestral witches in advance..."

At this time, everyone in the hall looked at Kunpeng, who was very useful, and continued with a light cough: "Without one or two ancestral witches, can they still set up a large array?" You must know that the distance between the Wu clan tribes is not close, and the ancestral witches are not always together..."

Kunpeng's words opened up a new idea for everyone, yes, the ancestral witches are not always together, there is always a chance to start.

As long as you kill one or two ancestral witches, then the demon clan will not

Later, it was the main formation of the Wu Clan Array, and the strength was really terrifying.

"It's worthy of being a demon master, in one word!" Di Jun praised, and Kunpeng's words opened up new ideas for him. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

As for how to do it, it is necessary to plan carefully.