Chapter 77: Witch God

"Boom--"

The two fists collided, and the Wanjie Demon Lord stood still as before, and Gonggong was also blasted several feet away like Zhurong before.

"Gonggong, aren't you usually very boastful? You are also not good at it." Zhurong did not miss this opportunity and hit him.

"You--" Gonggong was not convinced. He wanted to say that he had not tried his best, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't say it, because he knew that the man in front of him had not tried his best either.

If the other party tried his best, he didn't know whether he could stop it.

"You are very strong, I will do it!" Dijiang, the leader of the twelve ancestors, said to the Wanjie Demon Lord, with a flash of excitement in his expression. The man in front of him could actually fight against their ancestors with his physical strength, which was really unexpected and pleasantly surprised.

"Exploding Fist!"

Emperor Jiang is the ancestor of space witch, and he has the law of space on his body. His punch made the space of dozens of feet around him vibrate. The vibration frequency of the space was superimposed and gathered into a punch. When the punch was thrown, it was not just one person fighting, but the whole space around him was fighting.

The space around Wanjie Demon Lord became fragmented, as if it would be shattered in the next second. He only felt that the space within three feet of his mountain was solidified, and a fist that was enough to explode the space was approaching.

He no longer hesitated, raised his hand, and pointed out with one finger. This finger gathered all his physical strength, but he still did not use his magic power.

Break the surface with a point! The ultimate force can break all methods!

The collision between the fingertips and the fist did not cause the blow as imagined. Emperor Jiang's punch, through layers of space, hit not the finger of Wanjie Demon Lord, but his body. Similarly, the finger of the Demon Lord did not hit his fist, but bypassed the space and hit Emperor Jiang's chest.

The law of space, Wanjie Demon Lord also knows.

The body of Wanjie Demon Lord just moved. He used the surrounding space to try to remove the huge force from Dijiang. The actual force he endured was definitely not all of Dijiang's force. But Dijiang had to endure the force of his finger. A deep white mark was left on his chest.

Obviously, Dijiang was not uninjured. The powerful finger force of the Demon Lord had penetrated his body and entered his body to destroy it.

"Okay, do you want to continue?" Wanjie Demon Lord retracted his hands, stood in place, and said lightly.

"Brother, I'll do it." Zhu Jiuyin stood aside and said.

"No need." Dijiang waved his hand and said, "You have proved your strength. We can talk about how to deal with the demon clan."

Although he said so, Dijiang still did not open the protective formation of Pangu Temple and lead the Demon Lord in. Obviously, he still did not completely believe in Wanjie Demon Lord.

Wanjie Demon Lord smiled slightly and didn't care. He believed that if it were him, he would not bring a person with unknown origin and who had just fought into his home.

"If I'm not mistaken, you were worried about the demon race setting up the Heavenly Court." Wanjie Demon Lord said.

"So what?" Di Jiang said calmly without changing his expression. Anyone with a smart mind can guess it.

"I came here this time to make a deal with you. But, before making the deal, I don't mind giving you an opinion first." Wanjie Demon Lord said.

"What is the deal?" Zhu Jiuyin asked.

"It's not too late to talk about the deal. I have something to say, and you can adopt it. The demon clan established the Heavenly Court, and the merits of heaven were bestowed. It can be seen that it is the destiny of heaven and cannot be stopped. Even if you want to stop it, you can't stop it. The Wu clan is the descendant of Pangu's bloodline. This prehistoric world was opened up by Pangu. Naturally, you Wu clan are also qualified to rule the prehistoric land. It just so happens that most of the demon clan's forces have moved to the thirty-three days. The Wu clan can take this opportunity to sacrifice Pangu, declare the prehistoric world, and establish a clan to rule the prehistoric land."

Wanjie Demon Lord said this, not to harm the Wu clan. Even if he didn't say it, the Wu clan would do it sooner or later. This is the general trend and cannot be stopped. But now saying it is just to gain more benefits for the Wu clan. If it is too late, the demon clan will be busy and can come back to occupy the prehistoric land. At that time, fighting is inevitable. If there is fighting, there will naturally be harm, which means there will be losses.

"Hmm? Daoist friend, what you said makes sense. Hahaha, OK, let's do it this way." Upon hearing this, Dijiang, Zhurong and the other twelve ancestor witches were stunned. They felt that what Wanjie Demon Lord said made some sense. Although they did not cultivate their souls and did not particularly understand merits, fate, etc., they also saw the benefits of the Heavenly Court.

Originally, they were worried, but now Wanjie Demon Lord's proposal suddenly made the twelve ancestor witches suddenly enlightened! So, everyone was tempted for a while.

"Okay, next, we can talk about the deal." Wanjie Demon Lord interrupted everyone's thoughts and said lightly.

"You say it, as long as it's not too much, we can agree to it." Dijiang said.

"This deity has a technique that can allow the ancestor witches to break through the witch god..."

"What? What realm is the witch god?" Wanjie Demon Lord was interrupted by Zhurong before he finished speaking.

"The Witch God is the realm after the Ancestral Witch, and is at the same level as the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian." When he said this, everyone understood it all. The Ancestral Witch broke through the Hunyuan, which was a big deal. They thought that the Ancestral Witch would stay in one realm for who knows how long. It was because they had no Yuanshen and did not cultivate the Great Dao. They were afraid that they would have no hope to break through the Hunyuan in this life. Now they heard hope, how could they not be excited?

"Daoyou, are you serious? You know, even the Taoist Ancestor has no way to deal with this." Dijiang and others said excitedly.

"I don't know whether the Taoist Ancestor has a way, but I have a way to make you break through."

Wanjie Demon Lord said lightly. He knew that the Taoist Ancestor did not have no way, but did not want the Ancestral Witch to break through, which would only increase the variables, because it would become more troublesome for him to control the Heavenly Dao.

Now what the Demon Lord said was naturally true. Before, Yuanshi's body had already broken through to the Hunyuan, and now it was not impossible to let the body of an Ancestral Witch break through the Hunyuan. Of course, even if the ancestor witch's body breaks through to Hunyuan, it is still not a real witch god. A real witch god needs to improve his Taoism to Hunyuan. If his Taoism is not enough, he is still not a witch god.

Then how to break through the witch god? This requires them to constantly develop their own blood.

Blood, what is blood? Not everyone has blood. Only when the ancestors of a race reach a certain level of Taoism can they leave the Tao in their blood. Only then can his descendants have blood.

He knows that the Tao contained in a race often exists in the blood of an individual. The difference is only the number of Taos, that is, the purity of the blood.

A race has the legendary god-level blood and king-level blood. These bloods contain the richest and purest Tao. Those who have this blood are often the pride of the family and are valued by countless people.

There are also first-grade bloods, which are not in the mainstream. Those who have such bloods are often ordinary people, so ordinary that they can't be more ordinary.

The twelve ancestor witches, as the first generation descendants of Pangu, naturally need not say much about their bloodline. They must be the top bloodline. There is no bloodline more noble than theirs in the prehistoric world. The avenue contained in their bloodline is so pure and exquisite, but they usually focus on cultivating their bodies, and the most precious things left by Pangu have been ignored by them.

Although it is said that it is the most difficult to transcend with a strong bloodline in the body. Because only by breaking the shackles of their ancestral bloodline can they transcend. But who are they? They are the descendants of Pangu's bloodline, and Pangu is a great god in the half-step avenue realm. They don't need to transcend Pangu, they just need to dig more avenues in their bloodline, which is enough for them.

Unfortunately, they guard the treasure mountain without knowing it. It is stupid!

The twelve ancestor witches were excited for a long time before they stopped and asked, "What do you want to trade, fellow Daoist?"

They knew that such a method would definitely cost a lot, and they were ready to be slaughtered. As long as this person's request was not excessive, they could agree.

"My asking price is very cheap. Three drops of the ancestor witch's blood in exchange for the method to break through the witch god realm."

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