Hong Huang does not remember the year, and in a flash, the three yuan meetings will pass.

During this period, the Wu Clan expanded wildly, harvesting the heavenly materials and earth treasures of the flooded barren land.

Then, through various refining, it was transformed into the blood contract magic weapon of the people of the Wu clan, or swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, or insects, fish, birds and beasts…

Under the perfection of Dijiang and others, the blood contract method became a compulsory course for the people of the Wu clan.

Every adult, he will contract a spiritual object, which is no longer limited to magic weapons, and living things can also be contracted.

Similar to the innate companion magic weapon, it can be improved as the owner improves.

In just three yuan meetings, the overall strength of the Wu clan has increased by leaps and bounds, and there are many outstanding among them.

For example!

Houyi, who comes from the Houtu tribe, has amazing natural shooting skills and can kill people from 10,000 meters away.

Later, he contracted a piece of chaotic meteoric iron, which evolved over 10,000 years, and now it is already an acquired treasure, named the sun-shooting bow!

Hou Yi is now cultivating to the realm of the Great Witch, and an arrow is shot, and the heavens and the earth are colorless.

Even if it is the descendant of the ancestral witch, it is necessary to avoid its edge.

There is also the quaking father of the sentence Mang tribe, born with a heavenly spirit plant: the peach tree!

One thought blooms, one thought falls!

Evolve into a peach forest, trap the enemy, and kill the enemy invisibly.

These two are the best of the young generation of the Wu clan.

And as the leader of the twelve ancestors, the contract is even more treasure, no less than the Chaos Gourd of the Dijiang.

That purple gourd has long matured, and has been contracted by the emperor river as a magic weapon, and through its various refining, it has now evolved into a small world.

The most important blood contract ceremony of the Wu clan is to carry out in that small world, safe, secret, and worry-free.

Relying on the Chaos Gourd, Dijiang’s strength can be called invincible.

Houtu and the others did not use magic weapons, and the eleven people joined forces, and they were not Dijiang’s opponents.

Just because, every time Di Jiang envoys that Chaos Gourd, he only needs to move his mind, and the enemy will be included in it if he doesn’t notice it at all.

In a moment or three, it was refined into nutrients by the gourd, which was simply terrifying.

Whenever he talked about the Chaos Gourd, Di Jiang’s face was full of pride, and in his heart, he also respected the mysterious voice immensely.

Being able to give this treasure to the Wu Clan, and even teach the blood contract law, has the grace of rebuilding the Wu Clan and is worthy of respect.

….

And on this day, Hongjun’s voice resounded again in the flood wilderness.

“I am Hongjun, the second sermon begins.”

As soon as these words came out, the flood was shaken.

Hundreds of millions of living beings were full of fanaticism, and they had long been waiting, silently guarding in their cave dojo, only waiting for the saint to preach.

And those who were extremely strong had already rushed to the Zixiao Palace to listen to the lecture.

Unlike them, their strength is insufficient, and they can only squat at home.

In addition to envy in their hearts, countless people cling to their hearts, for fear of missing a word.

…..

At the same time, within the ancestral land of the Wu clan, the twelve ancestral witches were also talking.

Gonggong carried a big axe on his back and said disdainfully:

“That Hongjun Xiao’er is just a clam, he became a saint by luck, and he really regarded himself as a Dao ancestor.”

As he spoke, the co-workers’ bodies swirled around.

Over the years, the demon race has continued to expand its power, and the witch race also needs to collect heavenly materials and earth treasures, and the conflict between the two sides has intensified, and even several large-scale battles have broken out.

Since the contract reached the heaven-opening axe behind him, Gonggong personally went out to guard the frontier, and countless powerful demon races died in his hands.

And he also won a god-killing title.

Now that I heard that Hongjun preached again, Gonggong naturally did not have a good attitude.

“…..”

Di Jiang and the others’ faces were slightly gloomy, and they did not speak.

Hongjun preached the flood and waste, only they Wu Clan could not do it, no matter how it looked like they were targeting the Wu Clan, they naturally did not have a good face.

Di Jiang looked at Houtu and asked

“Little sister, haven’t you contacted your seniors yet?”

Hearing this, everyone looked at the back soil in unison, and they had great respect in their hearts for the owner of that mysterious voice.

The Wu tribe has always been independent, does not worship the sky, does not respect the earth, and only respects Pangu Father God.

But the owner of that mysterious voice made them truly admire and even respect.

Not to mention the strength, the blood contract method alone has caused the Wu Clan to have a qualitative transformation.

The kindness is too great to be rewarded.

They called the mysterious voice in their hearts countless times, hoping to thank each other in person.

However, the three yuan meetings passed, but did not get a single response.

In desperation, Di Jiang thought that Houtu was fortunate to get guidance from the other party, so he handed over the task to the other party, hoping to gain something.

“….”

But I saw Houtu shook his head and said helplessly:

“The whereabouts of the seniors are uncertain, so how can you care about me waiting for the call?”

Hearing this, Di Jiang and the others all sighed in mourning, if outsiders saw this, they would definitely not believe it.

It was unbelievable that the twelve ancestors, who were arrogant and arrogant in the past, would show such an expression.

Sighing for a while, Di Jiang said in a deep voice:

“Recently.”

“The people of the demon clan are becoming more and more unscrupulous, and according to intelligence, that Dijun is even more ready to establish a demon court, and there will be more strong people of the demon clan to join at that time.”

“It’s really a great plague for my witch clan.”

As soon as this remark came out, Houtu and the others also focused their heads, but they were helpless.

Even if the strength of the Wu clan has greatly increased, but when it comes to the future of the race, they cannot easily make a decision, whether it is war or peace, it needs to be pondered.

After a moment of silence, Houtu Dao:

“The demon clan has to guard against it, but my Wu clan can’t take the initiative to make a move, you must know that the two Dijun brothers are one of the three thousand purple Xiao guests.”

……..


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