Half a year passed by in a flash, and soon came the beginning of spring when all things revived and spring thunder burst out. The Houtu tribe held a sacrificial ceremony.
Wu Chu took everyone from Ziyu Mountain to watch the ceremony, and the Thunder Beast mother and son also went together.
Without the suppression of the mother Thunder Beast, the little Thunder Beast Jueying's little life suddenly became nourishing and joyful. Although it usually trains a lot, at least it can find the thrill of victory.
No matter how hard it worked in the past, it had never tasted the joy of victory, whether in front of the gentle mother Wu Chu or the stern mother Thunder Beast. Therefore, after enjoying the joy of victory, it became a little addicted to this kind of competition.
This also made the mother thunder beast gradually give up the idea of ????guiding her son personally.
When the eleven ancestral witches came together and saw Wu Chu, they all laughed boldly and stepped forward to hug him and say hello. Of course, Wu Chu was more willing to hug Xuan Ming. After all, the masculinity of other ancestral witches was too off-putting, but it was a pity that Xuan Ming did not give him this opportunity.
"Brother Achu, I heard that you ran away into the chaos? Why did it take you so long to come back?"
These ancestral witches have been to the Houtu tribe before, so they know a little about Wu Chu entering chaos.
"Something happened, so I was delayed. Come, let me introduce to you. This is Liusu, my Taoist friend I met in the chaos. He is now my Taoist guardian beast."
Wu Chu introduced the female thunder beast Liusu to these ancestral witches, but for the female thunder beast that was not good at dealing with it, it could only maintain its proud posture and looked at them sideways as if strangers should not approach them. He glanced at me and snorted as a greeting.
The ancestral witches stared blankly at this strange beast and opened their mouths, not knowing what to say.
At the end, Xuan Ming asked quietly: "Don't say this is a giant beast of chaos?"
For those of them who had also participated in hunting the Chaos Behemoth, they knew very well how difficult it was to gnaw on the Chaos Behemoth. They never expected that Wu Chu would abduct a giant beast of chaos back after entering the chaos. This this was too scary!
Wu Chu smiled and nodded, "I'm not bragging. Apart from the giant beasts of chaos, what kind of strange beasts do you think are qualified to be my guardian beasts?"
Hearing this, the ancestral witches immediately didn¡¯t want to talk to him.
In the end, Zhu Rong gave him a thumbs up, "I'll obey you!"
After worshiping the Great God Pangu, the magical power competition among the tribes began.
The mother thunder beast Liusu asked Wu Chu, who is the great god Pangu?
Therefore, Wu Chu and the female thunder beast Liusu boasted about the great achievements of Pangu, and finally said: "Speaking of which, chaos beasts like you should also be considered chaos gods and demons!"
Since Pangu killed three thousand Chaos Demon Gods and created the world, the Mother Thunder Beast can clearly deduce how powerful this senior who is revered as a great god is.
After a pause, Wu Chu sent a message to it again: "In this ancient land, your cultivation level can be considered to be among the top ones. However, except for my master, there are several other seniors. You have to pay attention, they are probably the same generation as this great god who created the world. Their cultivation is so great that they can kill the gods and demons of chaos."
The female thunder beast thought of the old man who easily beheaded a chaotic beast of the same level with just one move, and couldn't help but nodded solemnly.
As the magical power competition continued, the ancestral witches began to chat with Wu Chu in a somewhat bored manner. Of course, everyone was using their spiritual consciousness to prevent the witch warriors from being frustrated.
"Second brother, what do you think about the Dragon Clan?" Wu Chu quietly asked Zhulong. He was called after Hou Tu, "Don't you believe that the old devil is still alive? Why did you Did that guy Yajue come here to serve as Lord of the Great River?"
Zhulong calmly picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then shook his head and said, "Although you have always believed, Ah Chu, that the old devil is not dead yet, we did kill him at the beginning. Even if he has the ability to be resurrected, at least It will also take a long time. This time may be hundreds or thousands of yuanhui, or it may be longer. And the greater possibility is that maybe there is no hope for the old devil to be resurrected, and there are only some demons. It¡¯s just a remnant.¡±
Hearing this, Wu Chu couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the old devil is really dead?
¡°So in this prehistoric myth¡will there still be a battle between Tao and demons in the future?
But Wu Chu's intuition told him that the old devil could not die so easily. Even his ancestor, who was about to become a Taoist, and four seniors, could not completely kill him, and even allowed him to create a devil's path and transform into the devil world. Why could the founder of the three clans kill him?
Is it because the devil hasn¡¯t really grown up yet?
But this is just his intuitive inference based on the history of ancient mythology. He has no evidence to prove that the old devil Luo Hu is still alive.
Therefore, it is no wonder that the three tribes have gradually become unscrupulous.
Even the top leaders of the three tribes no longer regard this as a threat. How can the creatures of the three tribes below take the remaining demons at heart?
"Second brother, I think you should be more careful." Wu Chu advised, and finally said: "Besides, the ancient land is vast and boundless, and the three tribes are responsible for the sea, land and air, so there is no need to fight for victory. You must die and I must live!"
Zhulong smiled and said: "What brother Achu said is reasonable, but this is the most ideal idea. Even if we are willing, the other two tribes may not have this idea!"
"Then why don't we all find time to sit down and have a three-party meeting to divide their respective spheres of influence? If the three tribes continue to fight like this, I believe that the strong men of each tribe will definitely be unable to sit still until all living beings are reunited. Get sucked in.¡±
"Three-party talks?" Zhulong smiled and shook his head, "Brother Achu still underestimated the pride of the three tribes! Let me put it bluntly! Sooner or later, among the three tribes, one, two, and three will be divided. Long. Over at Ting, no dragon will bow his head easily, and I believe the same is true for the Qilin and Phoenix tribes. In charge of sea, land and air? The dragon tribe can be in the sea, land or air!"
Hearing Zhulong¡¯s words, Wu Chu knew that he had indeed underestimated the arrogance and arrogance of this ancient dragon clan. But then again, they do have the capital to be arrogant.
At the same time, he also overestimated his own weight, so why should others listen to him?
??If we put aside the threat of the demon Rahu, and put aside the knowledge of the development direction of the prehistoric mythology, he really could not have imagined that the future of the three tribes would be so tragic.
Who would have thought that the three tribes that are so prosperous now will wither like that in the future?
Perhaps in the long river of time and destiny, the ancestors of the three races could not see the fate of their own race! Maybe they saw it, but what they saw was not the decline of the race, but the possibility of them becoming the strongest race in the wild and dominating the wild land.
Who knows!
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