Chapter 68: The Position of the Witch Lord

"Great, the blood pool finally gave birth to a new witch clan automatically!"

Perhaps because he was worried that Lin Yu would not understand, Di Jiang hurriedly explained: "Father, in addition to our twelve ancestral witches, the witch clan is transformed from the essence and blood of Pangu. This blood pool can also give birth to the witch clan. From this blood pool, the witch clan can also be born." The witch clan is an innate witch clan with high talents and good understanding, and will become the mainstay of the witch clan in the future."

"But no new witch clan has been born in the blood pool for thousands of years, causing the witch clan to fall into a state of insecurity. Unexpectedly, after the adoptive father entered the blood pool, the blood pool actually gave birth to an innate witch clan again!"

It seems that the Twelve Ancestral Witches do not know what happened to the blood pool. Lin Yu said: "The blood pool was secretly tampered with, so a new innate witch clan cannot be born. But fortunately, I have solved the problem."

Hearing this, the twelve ancestral witches were filled with righteous indignation, and Gonggong even cursed angrily: "Who can be so despicable and shameless, and can be so vicious? This is to destroy the roots of our witch clan!"

Even Di Jiang, who had always been calm, said angrily: "Please tell my adoptive father who is behind the scenes. We, the Wu Clan, will fight to the death."

Lin Yu said: "This man's name is Hongjun. He is one of the three thousand chaotic gods and demons in the chaotic universe. He entered the prehistoric world when the great god Pangu created the world."

"This person's body of gods and demons was destroyed by the Great God Pangu, so he has a grudge against the Great God Pangu. Coupled with the connection between the Wu Clan and the Great God Pangu, perhaps this is the reason why he took action against the Wu Clan."

Hongjun!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are all chanting this name. If they meet him in the future, they will definitely not let him go.

At this moment, in the sky above Buzhou Mountain and the Witch Temple, a huge auspicious cloud of merit successfully condensed, illuminating the entire Witch Temple with a pale golden light.

A beam of merit light a hundred feet wide fell from the sky and landed on Lin Yu.

Dai'ao Mountain.

Hongjun looked in the direction of Buzhou Mountain, his fingers did not listen to calculations, and still could not deduce anything.

It can be seen from his frown that he is in a bad mood.

When Hongjun, who had just recovered from the pressure of heaven, saw the huge red cloud of merit, his first reaction was whether there was any connection between the two.

And whether the red cloud of merit appears on Buzhou Mountain is related to the witch clan in the Witch Temple, and whether all this will have an impact on his plan.

Hongjun has no way of knowing all of this now.

In the Heavenly Demon Palace deep in the sea eye, after the pressure of heaven passed, Luo Hu had recovered as before, but when he saw the huge red cloud of merit, he couldn't help but curse. "

"Ancient Heavenly Dao, who do you think you are? Are you blind? Why did you give that man the power of merit? I don't accept it, I don't accept it!"

"Crack!"

Suddenly a thunderbolt fell from the sky and struck directly on Luo Hu, who was roaring incompetently. Luo Hu's whole body was immediately scorched black.

With Luo Hu's current state, this thunder cannot seriously injure Luo Hu, but it can damage his face.

Luo Hu knew that his realm had not been completely restored, and he was still unable to confront the ancient ways of heaven. Although he was struck by thunder, he finally chose to swallow his anger.

Zombie world.

The general's eyes were filled with greed as he looked at the massive power of merit.

He immediately ordered: "The zombie army is fully mobilized and we will take down the prehistoric world as quickly as possible. I want to get all the power of merit!"

Under the general's order, the zombie army was all dispatched, leaving the zombie world and heading to the prehistoric world.

At this time, Lin Yu still had not absorbed the power of merit, but he had not transferred to the perfect world.

Today's perfect world is already a vast world. Even compared with the prehistoric world, it is at the same level. Therefore, the power of massive merit is very huge for an individual, but for the perfect world, it seems a bit insignificant.

So Lin Yu directly transferred the power of merit to the colorful merit wheel.

After the auspicious clouds of merit and virtue dispersed, Di Jiang asked: "Father, may I ask if you have condensed Pangu's true body?"

Lin Yu nodded, and as soon as his mind moved, his own Pangu's true body appeared above his head.

Seeing this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches bowed down again, and Di Jiang even said excitedly: "Since the birth of the Witch Clan, there have been countless Yuanhui, and finally a Witch Lord has appeared!"

Witch Lord?

Lin Yu asked, "What is the Witch Lord?"

Di Jiang hurriedly explained: "Father, it's like this. The witch lord, the lord of the witch clan, can only be called the witch lord if he can condense Pangu's true body."

"It seems that it is God's will that we honor you as my foster father. Now that my foster father is able to condense Pangu's true form, he is the destined leader of the Wu clan!"

After he said this, the twelve ancestral witches bowed their heads one after another.

Lin Yu wanted to say something else, but looking at the firm eyes of Di Jiang and the other twelve ancestral witches, he knew that if he rejected them, it would only make them more sad.

After thinking about it, Lin Yu could only decide to agree. After all, the Wu Clan was also a major race in the prehistoric world, and would be able to occupy half of the prehistoric world in the future.

Even after the witch clan declined after the Lich War, Hou Tu, one of the twelve ancestral witches, still reincarnated and created the underworld, always having countless power of faith.

Lin Yu turned his wrist, and something appeared in front of him, which was the Witch God's Seal.

"I also found this object in the deepest part of the blood pool. It should be a sacred object of the Witch Clan. I can lead the Witch Clan, but this Witch God Seal should be kept by the Twelve Ancestral Witches."

Unexpectedly, Di Jiang directly kowtowed and said: "Father, this thing is the Witch God Seal, which is the symbol of the leader of the Witch Clan. Whoever gets the Witch God Seal can lead the Wu Clan. I didn't expect the foster father to actually get the Witch God Seal. I am more convinced that the Wu Clan must be led by you."

"This Witch God Seal is indeed the treasure of the Witch Clan, containing the power of faith of the entire Witch Clan. Now that you are the Witch Lord of the Witch Clan, you are also our adoptive father. It is most appropriate for you to keep this Witch God Seal personally. "

Seeing this, Lin Yu had no choice but to say: "In that case, I won't postpone it, but there is one thing I need to make clear in advance. Although my relationship with the Wu Clan has reached the point where blood is thicker than water, for the development of the Wu Clan, , I will not interfere too much, I will only take action when the Wu clan encounters a huge crisis!"

I originally thought that Di Jiang would strive for something, but unexpectedly he said directly: "What my adoptive father said is right. If the Wu Clan wants to develop, it ultimately relies on its own efforts. If the Wu Clan needs to rely on its adoptive father for everything, It’s better to just die!”

Di Jiang said it without caring about the face of the Wu clan, but Lin Yu could tell from the expressions of others that they recognized what Di Jiang said.

Then Lin Yu said again: "My dojo is not in Buzhou Mountain. I will eventually return to my dojo."

Hearing this, Di Jiang spoke again: "Father, in that case, I will ask my two sisters, Xuan Ming and Hou Tu, to come with you and let them serve you tea and water and take care of your daily life."