I Was Adopted By Nuwa After Traveling Through The Prehistoric Land!

In the Heavenly Court, Ling Xiao Palace, whether it is the Demon Emperor Dijun, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, or the Xi Emperor Fuxi, even a large number of demon clan officials gathered here.

The expressions on their faces were different, but they all cast their gazes on the monster race standing in the middle of the hall.

"Xueyou, what you said is true?"

"You know, this matter is not just a human race, but there are also several saints behind it. If you make a mistake, how much influence will it have on my monster race!"

Di Jun looked at the Xueyou standing in the center of the hall, and said to him in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, the minister also knows the importance of this matter. When my grandson reported it to me, I still didn't trust him and scolded him.

"But, after his repeated requests, I went to verify this personally with a bit of suspicion!"

"The energy contained in the blood pill and soul pill formed by the gathering of millions of human races with that blood training method allowed me to leap from the middle stage of the Da Luo to the later stage!"

"Not only that, after the death of those human races, grievances will still arise. The officials collected those grievances and cast a grievance soldier."

"This resentment soldier uses resentment as its blade, and is unparalleled. Even the Wu Clan's physical body is vulnerable to this resentment soldier!"

"However, because the great witch is highly valued, I have not exposed this matter!"

Standing in the middle of the hall, Xueyou met Di Jun's eyes, shaking slightly, and quickly spoke to him.

After speaking, he took out a sword-shaped spirit treasure, and grievances filled the spirit treasure, and even the sound of crying could be heard faintly.

"Monster, Emperor Xi, what do you two think about this matter?"

Di Jun took the Lingbao, and after careful inspection, a divine light flashed in his eyes, as if he had any plans, he asked Kunpeng and Fuxi around him.

"Brother, what else is there to say?"

"Those witches have no primordial spirits, so why can they be able to beat us, isn't it just relying on their bodies?"

"Now with this grieving soldier, we can completely destroy their bodies, and the Wu Clan will be vulnerable to a blow in front of us!"

Before Donghuang Taiyi waited for Kunpeng to speak with Fuxi, he stood up and said.

With his fists clenched, he could not wait for the moment, he immediately took the life of the human race, to cast a grieving soldier, to slay those ancestral witches!

"Demon Emperor, this emperor thinks that Donghuang's statement is not feasible!"

"The human race is the Nüwa saint who came out, and there are Taiqing saints who set up people to teach sanctification with the human race, and he also has two brothers, the Yuqing saint and the Shangqing saint."

"If I shoot against the Human Race, my Demon Race is no different from fighting the four saints!"

Fuxi stood up and rejected Donghuang Taiyi's words first, and pointed out the existence of four saints.

After a slight pause, he spoke again.

"What's more, the Ancestral Witch's body is so strong that even the innate spirit treasure can resist!"

"If you want to cause damage to the ancestral witch's body, how can it be done by a mere tens of millions, billions, at least tens of billions, or even hundreds of billions of human grievances can work."

"Originally, my monster race lost a lot of luck due to the affairs of the Golden Crow Palace. If at this point in the decisive battle of the Lich, killing a large number of human races would be even worse!"

"At this moment, how can we make waves again?!"

Regardless of the aspect of Nuwa or the aspect of Yaozu, Fuxi didn't want to start trouble again at this time.

But the light in Kunpeng's eyes flickered, and his heart was always full of resentment towards Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

He also knew that Human Race could not slaughter, but he saw a ray of light in Di Jun's eyes, and then said different words.

"Emperor Xi's words are different, I think this is feasible!"

"Just like what you said, Emperor Xi, now is the threshold for the decisive battle of the Lich, and we should do everything possible to kill the witch clan!"

"Otherwise, let alone dealing with the human race, whether we can survive or not is not certain!"

Kunpeng glanced at Di Jun, who was flashing with a faint light in his eyes, his heart was more stable, he had already grasped Di Jun's thoughts.

As he thought, Di Jun was indeed a little moved.

Di Jun knew very well that although the twelve capitals of the Witch Clan were incomplete, the body of the Eleventh Ancestor Witch was able to hold them back.

What's more, who knows if those ancestral witches have a way to complete the twelve capital gods' evil formations.

And right now, in the decisive battle of the Lich he is deducing, neither side has the power to overwhelm the other, the most likely is to be caught in the quagmire of the war.

In the end, both lose!

This is not the result he wants, what he wants is to destroy the Witch Clan in an overwhelming manner!

Gather great luck, by this, become holy in one fell swoop!

"As you can know, the human race is now in the tens of trillions, spread all over the small half of the prehistoric, and even the speed of my monster race can't match."

"Besides, that human race feeds on monsters and has a lot of hatred towards my monster race. It is close to the witch race, so it can be killed!"

"Through blood training Dafa, the human race can be turned into blood pill and soul pill, and my demonic cultivation base will be increased. Grievance can help us refine and defeat the Wu Clan's grievances, so it can be killed!"

"So, what excuse do I have to wait to refuse this thing against my demon race Baili?!"

Kunpeng's words resounded throughout the hall.

All the demon clan's important officials fell into silence, they showed a thoughtful look, and they were also thinking about whether Kun Peng's words were reasonable.

At this time, Fuxi became anxious.

He glared at Kunpeng!

"Kunpeng, you are the law of cholera!"

"Just put aside these things, I just ask you, if you want to work on the human race, you must ask for the consent of several saints!"

"How do you persuade those saints?"

Fuxi's words fell, and the atmosphere in the entire Ling Xiao Hall was heavy, and the demon clan's important officials were silent.

saint!

With these two words, the entire monster race was breathless!

A divine light flashed in Kunpeng's eyes, he did not speak, but instead set his gaze on Di Jun's body.

In the main hall, a group of important demon clan officials also set their sights on Di Jun.

No matter who it is, it is impossible to make this decision that involves the saint and the future of the Yaozu.

Only Di Jun can make this decision!

Only Di Jun, the master of the monster race, could make the final answer!

Di Jun can naturally feel that the eyes of everyone present are gathering on him.

His face changed, and after a long time, he took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly.

"The emperor has already decided!"

"The method of blood training is the only magic weapon for our monster race to defeat the witch race, and this emperor can't give up!"

"But this matter involves a saint, Taiyi, you follow me to the saint dojo one by one, and get the saint's consent!"

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