Prehistoric: God-level choice, take Zhao Gongming at the beginning

Chapter 208 Bai Ze is an ill-informed witch
Bai Ze waved his feather fan, shook his head and said, "The lich has come to an end. Heaven is the base camp of our demon clan, and it will soon become the target of public criticism. It would be unwise to return to heaven now. Besides, His Majesty the Demon Emperor had already predicted that he had already taken part of the treasure trove. Resources are being moved here.”

"Besides, the demon summoning flag is now in the hands of His Highness the Prince. When the demon summoning flag moves, all the demons will follow. The resources in the heavenly treasure house are nothing compared to the demon summoning flag."

As a military strategist, Bai Ze has a clear view of the current situation in the prehistoric times.

"Then military advisor, uncles, what should we do now?"

"Recharge your batteries, recruit troops, wait for the opportunity, and rebuild heaven!"

Bai Ze spoke out a sixteen-character motto.

"Okay, I listen to the military advisor. It's just that my father's treasure is still in the hands of Kunpeng. If I don't get it back for one day, I will be sorry for my father and uncle."

Bai Ze said, "Of course we have to get the Demon Emperor's treasure back, but not now. The top priority is that we, the Demon Clan, must keep a low profile as much as possible. As for the Demon Emperor's treasure, there is no harm in leaving it somewhere in Kunpeng for the time being. On the contrary, it can attract us." Pay attention, when the time is right, we will get Hetuluoshu back."

"Okay, everything depends on the military advisor."

Lu Ya nodded solemnly.

In the eighteenth level of the Nether Sea, a mosquito Taoist holds a jade box.

"Finally saved."

The mosquito Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression was obviously much more relaxed.

In the jade box, a very weak remnant soul floated, and its face was [-]% to [-]% similar to Fuxi's.

It was the remnant soul of Fuxi after his death during the Lich War that was intercepted by the Mosquito Taoist using great means.

Styx Jiejie smiled, "I didn't expect that the result of the battle between the lich and the lich would be to die together."

"Then Donghuang Taiyi is strong, but the ancestor can survive longer than him. This is the ancestor's greatest advantage."

By now, Styx has become very open.

Are you better than me?That's only temporary.

As long as I live longer than you, I will always be stronger than you.

"This remnant soul must be protected, as it is related to Saint Nuwa."

Taoist Mosquito carefully put away Fuxi's remnant soul.

Fuxi's remnant soul was too weak, not even as good as Hongyun back then.

There must be a lot of merit and virtue nourished at all times, so that the soul will not fly away, and only then will the underworld be strong and able to withstand it.

Otherwise, any force would have gone bankrupt.

No.18 Netherworld Sea, in Pingxin Palace, four big guys gathered together, their faces full of sadness.

"Lord Zuwu!"

Xiang Liu, Jiu Feng, Feng Bo, and Yu Master could not even dream of it.

This time the Lich went to war, and it actually had such serious consequences.

The eleven ancestral witches all died, and hundreds of millions of witch warriors turned into ashes.

Hou Tu also looked sad, "Brothers"

"Ancestral Witch, Mount Buzhou is a land gifted to us by Father God Pangu. Let us go out and guard this land for Father God."

The four great witches of Xiangliu said impatiently.

Hou Tu shook his head, "The Lich War has just ended. Among all races, those who are oppressed by the Demon Race and the Witch Race will definitely take advantage of this opportunity to do something evil. If you are now, you will become the target of public criticism. It will not be of any benefit to the Witch Race." .”

"Then are we going to watch Buzhou Mountain being occupied by thousands of people?"

Xiang Liu and others said angrily.

"The only solution for now is to wait." Hou Tu dropped a word, and his figure turned into countless bubbles and disappeared.

"boom!"

Jiufeng punched the ground hard, causing a burst of smoke and dust.

"Xiang Liu, please say something, what should we do now?"

Xiang Liu spread his hands and said, "What else can we do? Lord Zu Wu has spoken, so we just do it."

Buzhou Mountain, in the Pangu Palace, the ancestral witch blood pool had dried up unknowingly, leaving only a huge blood cocoon in the center of the blood pool.

A strong breath of life came from the blood cocoon, and it became stronger as time went by!

Time flies, and a hundred years have passed. This hundred years can be called the most peaceful period since the beginning of the world.

On the coast of the East China Sea, Jin'ao Island, in front of the Biyou Palace Square, there was a huge momentum. Tens of thousands of Jiejiao's disciples gathered together, feasting on melons and fruits, and singing fairy music.

Today is the day to confer Xuan Gui as the deputy leader of Jiejiao.

In the square, Tongtian and Xuangui walked out. One was wearing a cyan robe and the other was wearing aqua blue clothes. They looked young and had handsome faces.

Looking at the audience, Zhao Gongming secretly smacked his lips, his master knew how to be cool.

Although he is obviously older than everyone else, he appears younger and more handsome than everyone else.

He even turned the Black Turtle off the side. As one of the oldest creatures since the beginning of the world, he was actually acting so tender.

There is nothing much to say about the canonization ceremony. There are only a few simple procedures.

Then Tongtian took out the [-]th-grade Pure World White Lotus and officially conferred the title of Black Turtle.

After the canonization ceremony, a mysterious aura flew out from the twelfth-grade Pure World White Lotus and blessed Xuan Gui. Xuan Gui officially became the deputy leader of the Jie Sect.

Under the square, Duobao had an exclamation on his face, "I didn't expect that Senior Xuangui would also join us to teach us. This is the first living being in the world. Senior brother is very capable."

"Our Jiejiao sect is becoming more and more prosperous. If thousands of immortals come to court, what will the Chan sect do to fight us?"

Jin Guangxian said with pride that one day, sooner or later, he would let those disdainful disciples of the Chan Cult know who is the dragon and who is the worm.

Wu Yunxian tugged at the corner of Jinguangxian's clothes, frowned and said, "Don't say such things in the future. Although the three religions are separated, they are all from the Xuanmen lineage after all."

Jin Guangxian still muttered, "What kind of Xuanmen lineage do the people who explain the religion regard us as fellow sects?"

"You, please stop saying a few words." Wu Yunxian shook his head.

At this moment, in Biyou Palace, the sound of the golden bell slowly fell, the canonization ceremony ended, and Jiejiao's luck became stronger and stronger.

Zhao Gongming lived on Jin'ao Island for another hundred years before taking Liuer back to Mount Emei and Luofu Cave.

Time flies, and thousands of years have passed. With the help of space crystals, Zhao Gongming's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has reached the perfection of Da Luo Jinxian, and he has become the No. 1 of the second generation of saint Taoism.

In the past few thousand years, great changes have taken place in ancient times.

First of all, it was 33 days and was looted.

The people who looted were naturally the monks and ethnic groups that Heavenly Court had offended over the years.

In addition to looting, they also destroyed everything from Taihuang Emperor Zengtian to Daluotian, turning everything into ruins.

But the legendary successor to the Demon King, Shijin Wuluya, never appeared.

Second, at the original Buzhou Mountain site, the remaining Wu tribe began to intermarry with the human tribe that had previously migrated to the outskirts of Buzhou Mountain.

After intermarriage, the bloodline of the witch race dominates, about [-]%, and the bloodline of the human race accounts for [-]%.

The witches born are born with supernatural powers and tough skin. Even if they don't practice, they are brave enough to be rare among mortals.

(End of this chapter)