Many children, many blessings, the great witch of blood will dominate the world!

Chapter 89 Nuwa becomes a saint, Lin Xuan, are you still missing a wife?
The Twelve Ancestral Witches nodded repeatedly, their faces full of envy, jealousy, and surprise.

What is shocking is that Lin Xuan, the witch master, is so unfathomable and evil that he has repeatedly exceeded his cognition. Even his status as the son of Pangu is almost no longer worthy of him.

Fortunately, the Wumen has Lin Xuan in charge, so there is no need to worry about being unable to dominate the prehistoric times.At the same time, he was also proud of his wisdom in his choice to snatch back the Queen Mother of the West. It was indeed the right thing to do!
Even marrying the Jiufeng Great Witch, who has the strongest qualifications and bloodline, is not comparable to this kind of vision.

The top-quality spiritual root fruits are scattered like rain, and the magical power is everywhere.

The aura of the Chaos Demon God filled every corner of the Tianzhu. Just resisting the pressure brought great benefits to their ancestral witches.

What's more, a god-level heir was born in his womb, and the weakest future achievements will be those of ancestral witches.

Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin and others looked back, ecstatic and excited, feeling encouraged by the future of the Witch Clan and Blood Witch lineage.

If this trend continues, it won't be long before the blood witch lineage of the Witch Lord alone can sweep away the saints' orthodoxy and overturn the Zixiao Palace to the ground. For a time, everyone is looking forward to it.

The sentiments expressed by Gonggong and Zhu Rong are also the voices of many of them!

I just wish my reincarnation was not good and I would be born as a boy in this life. Otherwise, I would be able to take concubines and become stronger by lying down in the sun!
Just because of the difference in choice, this life will have to struggle for millions more years. It is too painful. Everyone is speechless, as if they can see the deep thoughts in each other's faces.

"Choice is often greater than effort, I understand." Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of fire, sighed with emotion, breaking the silence.

Swish!
Di Jiang's eyes then fell on Hou Tu and Xuan Ming. Everyone's eyes lit up and they looked at the younger sister Hou Tu thoughtfully.

What is in front of me is a ready-made woman!
At this moment, everyone's eyes became more complicated and jealous.

"Ahem, little sister, when the opportunity comes, you must seize it." Di Jiang pretended to be profound, and after explaining, he turned around and left.

The Time Ancestral Witch also smiled sadly: "The first to get the moon near the water is the first to get the moon, and then you will be prosperous. Don't forget your brothers, don't just look after yourself."

Gou Mang and Shan Shou joked: "For the great cause of the Wu clan, everyone who knows understands it. If you don't understand, there is nothing you can do about it. Just rely on yourself to realize it."

Zu Wudu transformed into the Riddler and left with a face full of teasing and ridicule, a bit sour in his tone.

This did not help Houtu and Xuanming, they all had question marks on their faces, feeling surprised and incomprehensible.

Good guy, he is usually a straightforward and reckless man, but now he pretends to be this way, which makes the two girls gnash their teeth and clench their little fists tightly, ready to get angry.

Boom!
Gonggong, who was the last to leave, was pulled out. He pulled his beard angrily and asked:

"Brother, what are you talking about? Why can't my little sister understand a word of it?"

Xuan Ming on the side was also full of questions, cold and ignorant, his eyes shining with anticipation and curiosity.

Zhu Rong quickly rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, gloating about his misfortune, leaving his brother behind and ran away.

Gonggong's mouth twitched slightly, and he held it in for a long time before speaking out:
"Those who are capable can't, those who know can't. Brother Dijiang means that with the Hongmeng Purple Qi in hand, the whole village's hope is on you. Little sister, you must be the first to achieve enlightenment and become a saint. Don't carry it with you. "

Gonggong looked serious, his face not red, his heart not beating. He turned and left under the blinded eyes of the two women, with cold sweat breaking out on his back.

He could completely imagine what kind of pig head he would be beaten into if he said harsh words directly.

"Why don't I believe in the hope of the whole clan?" Hou Tu looked stunned, his beautiful eyes trembled, and then looked at Xuan Ming, "Sister, do you believe it, or do you understand?"

Xuan Ming nodded, smiled, and said softly: "I understand a little but not quite. How about we go ask Brother Xuan together. He is usually the most clever and intelligent person, and he often tells the secrets of heaven with just one word."

Under the nervous eyes of Di Jiang and Gonggong secretly observing, the two of them were about to move forward.

boom!
In an instant, a huge aura of destruction rose into the sky, shaking the void of the universe, filling countless corners of the chaos. In the aftermath, worlds as many as billions of Ganges sands collapsed and were annihilated.

boom -

The twelve ancestral witches were all petrified and stunned, staring at the sky with their mouths open. This kind of scene had only been seen before when Taoist ancestor Hongjun became a saint!
Is this someone proving Hunyuan again?
Under the horrified gazes of hundreds of millions of crawling creatures below, purple air spreads hundreds of thousands of miles from the east, there are thousands of rays of light, golden lotuses surge from the ground, and clouds and fragrances bloom everywhere, creating a vast and sacred scene.

The shadow of a saint with long flowing hair and a graceful figure is reflected in the chaotic void. His thoughts are eternal, tranquil and tranquil, suppressing the long river of time and space, exuding unimaginable pressure of creation.

The phantom of Saint Nuwa stood in Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, her gentle gaze swept over Buzhou Mountain, and then there was an extremely loud voice.

"As the Holy Mother of the human race, I founded the human race. I will be a blue thread, bless the common people and the earth, sweep away the injustice in the world, and bring about all kinds of suffering in the world. If I violate my original intention, the Hunyuan Dao fruit will be in vain. Today I have become a saint, and I have established the witch as my master. I am the protector of the human race!"

boom--

The sound was rolling, overwhelming, and the boundless saint's aura was overwhelming, sweeping across the nine heavens and ten lands, and could not be dissipated for a long time. It was extremely majestic and gorgeous.

Following the words of the Holy Mother of the human race, Heaven's Dao sensed, and golden pillars of merit and virtue as big as a pillar of heaven condensed out, drowning Buzhou Shan's figure.

Among them, the largest beams of light all flew into the Blood Witch Hall and disappeared behind Lin Xuan.

Protect the human race and receive merit from heaven!
The next moment, the boundless vision of sanctification slowly dissipated, and the phantom of Saint Nuwa also disappeared. However, all the great powers in the ancient world were so shocked that they once doubted the immortality.

On the top of the mountain, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were murmuring, their faces extremely crazy and shocked, extremely incredible:

"Hiss, Nuwa actually became the first to become a saint. She is indeed the one who grabbed the first seat on the futon. She is uniquely blessed and extremely extraordinary."

"However, since the third lecture of Zixiao Palace, the relationship between our Wumen and all the forces has been extremely tense. Why was the first thing she did when she became a saint was to bind Lin Xuan as the protector."

"Human race? What are the specialties of the human race? Why do they rely on the merits of creating humans to help her take the first step?"

The Wu clan exploded immediately, everyone was surprised and couldn't understand.Just the Dragon and Phoenix clans, after the demon clan, there is actually such an unknown race, the human clan?
Creating humans can lead to sainthood. Could it be said that the human race has greater potential than the two lich races?
For a moment, everyone pondered for a moment, thinking of Lin Xuan, the great witch of blood!
Everything about Lin Xuan corresponded. First he was unknown, then he became famous, and finally he was a complete loser.

Such a coincidence, coupled with the identity of the guardian, obviously there is a lot of fishiness involved.

The founding of the human race is absolutely inseparable from the witch master of his family. Otherwise, how could Saint Nuwa be so enthusiastic and take the initiative to tie himself to the same camp as the witch sect.

Maybe they just hooked up secretly and then delved into the merits of creating humans.

The eyes of the ancestral witches were shining brightly, their imaginations were wandering, and they were thinking a lot. The more they thought about it, the more they felt like this.

(End of this chapter)