Honghuang: I am the Chaos Pearl, and Hongjun is nothing.

After this brief reunion, Zulong and Qilin Lord each returned to their territories to gather their tribesmen.

The Dragon Clan all gathered in the East China Sea and never went to land, while the Qilin Clan controlled a range south of Mount Buzhou.

Regarding the zombie scourge, the two innate races have no intention of taking action.

Or, they just feel that now is not the best time to take action.

But there are still many creatures who have organized themselves to form a coalition to resist the zombies.

In order to expand their power, the zombie clan involuntarily assimilated many living beings into a zombie clan that has no thoughts and only knows how to kill.

And these coalition forces resisting the zombies, under the leadership of a strong man, will not be defeated in one blow.

And this strong man is actually Qiankun!

Since Qiankun left Hongjun, he has secretly investigated the situation of the zombie family, and finally came to the conclusion that with his own power, he is currently no match for the generals.

However, he was unwilling to give up the power of Po Tian's merits, so attracted by his status as a quasi-sage, he actually formed an anti-stalemate coalition.

Although the anti-Zombie coalition couldn't do anything to the zombies, this move was still recognized by Tiandao.

After Heaven sent down a small amount of merit power, Qiankun became more determined in his choice and gathered more people to fight against the zombies.

……

Square dojo.

Lin Yu, who was sitting cross-legged, felt something in his heart. He raised his head and looked due east.

Just for a moment, he felt something mysterious and mysterious attracting him, but when he went to capture it carefully, that feeling suddenly disappeared.

Could this be some guidance from somewhere?

Lin Yu thought about his current state. Could it be an opportunity for him to realize Hunyuan?

He looked up to the east and saw what was there!

If you look at it in a straight line, it seems to be Mount Buzhou.

Could it be said that his opportunity lies in Buzhou Mountain?

Lin Yu thinks the possibility is very high!

Buzhou Mountain is transformed from the spine of the Great God Pangu. I had gained a lot from going to Buzhou Mountain before, and even got the God Pangu's self-created Kung Fu Divine Art.

It seems that Buzhoushan and I are quite destined!

Thinking of this, Lin Yu left the Fangyuan Dojo and planned to go to Buzhou Mountain to see what happened.

……

The scope of Buzhou Mountain is endless, and even Lin Yu only walked a small part of it last time.

And in the deepest part of Buzhou Mountain, there lives a group of beings that are neither human nor demon nor immortal.

They are the Witch Clan!

After the Great God Pangu created the world, twelve copies of the blood essence in his body turned into twelve ancestral witches.

These twelve ancestral witches settled in Buzhou Mountain and have lived until now, developing into a ethnic group.

The witch clan does not cultivate Yuan Shen to improve their physical strength, especially the twelve ancestral witches. Now they are all in the realm of Da Luo Jinxian. Their physical strength can break mountains and rocks even in Buzhou Mountain. They are extremely powerful. .

However, in the Witch Temple today, the atmosphere among the Twelve Ancestral Witches is very strange.

I saw a stone bed in the center of the hall. Lying on the stone bed was a red witch, Zhu Rong, one of the twelve ancestral witches.

At this time, Zhu Rong's breath was weak, and his body that was originally extremely hot was now exuding bursts of biting cold air, especially the cold air in his mouth and nose.

This Witch Clan is known as the God of Fire, why does he look like this?

The people surrounding him were the other eleven of the twelve ancestral witches, and they all had angry eyes.

Gonggong, who had the closest relationship with Zhu Rong, said angrily: "That demon clan bullied people too much and actually injured Zhu Rong like this. I'm going to settle the score with him right now!"

However, Di Jiang, the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, stopped him and said: "That demon tribe is so powerful that Zhu Rong was injured by him. What can you do if you go?"

Another ancestral wizard Zhu Jiuyin said: "No matter how strong he is, I don't believe that we can't do anything to him if we join forces!"

Di Jiang looked at the angry people and sighed: "Just because the monster injured Zhu Rong, we went to kill him? You must know that the monster guards the fire spirit stone there, and it was Zhu Rong who set foot on it. The fighting only took place in his territory.”

Gonggong said angrily: "No matter what the reason is, can we just forget about him injuring Zhu Rong?"

When the others heard this, they angrily expressed that they could not just let it go.

Zhu Rong, who was sitting on the stone bed, slowly opened his eyes and said, "Don't seek revenge for me. It was me who accidentally stepped into the forbidden area of ​​the monster and was injured by him. It's my own fault."

At this time, the fire element in Zhu Rong's body was almost frozen, and he could only maintain the status quo. Only by slowly adjusting his breath and allowing the fire element in his body to gradually gain the upper hand could he possibly recover.

But the realm of the monster is higher than that of Zhu Rong. How can Zhu Rong get rid of the coldness in his body?

Gonggong added: "Even if we don't go looking for trouble with the monster, Zhu Rong's current situation, without the help of the Fire Spirit Stone, will not be completely restored for hundreds of thousands of years."

Several other people also responded, wanting to seize some fire spirit stones to heal Zhu Rong's injuries.

Seeing that the brothers and sisters were going to take risks, Zhu Rong struggled and said: "Don't go. Even if you join forces, the monster is no match, but you may also be injured. I can't let you get hurt just to heal myself."

"If you insist on doing this, I would rather die than take risks for me!"

Due to his excitement, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of Zhu Rong's mouth.

When everyone saw this situation, they didn't dare to move.

The hot-tempered Gonggong shouted loudly: "It's impossible to go, and it's impossible not to go. It really pisses me off!"

At this moment, a voice came from the Witch Temple.

"Why don't you let me try? Maybe I can help him."

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were horrified. They didn't know who was talking, but they had no progress at all.

"Whoever is talking, please show up."

Di Jiang took a step forward and shouted loudly. The peak state of Daluo Jinxian was clearly revealed on his body, especially because his body was shining with light, and the strength of his body could be seen at a glance.

The person who spoke was Lin Yu. He had just arrived at the depths of Buzhou Mountain and saw such a scene. It seemed that he and the Wu Clan were destined.

After all, Lin Yu himself has the inheritance of the Great God Pangu, and the Wu Clan is transformed by the blood of the Great God Pangu.

In terms of pure relationship, the relationship between Lin Yu and the Wu Clan is closer.

Seeing Lin Yu in a green shirt appearing, the Twelve Ancestral Witches felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The man in front of him was thin, as if he didn't know how to practice, but the aura exuding from his body showed how powerful he was.

"How do you call this fellow Taoist? Why does he appear in the place of my witch clan?"

Di Jiang was worthy of being the eldest brother of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. He stood at the front alone. Obviously if Lin Yu made a move, he would be the first to stop him.