You should know that those who have cultivated magic power are no longer ordinary creatures. Their thinking and thinking abilities are far beyond ordinary people.

Even ordinary creatures know that they cannot give a handle. Of course, the two lich tribes who dominate the prehistoric world know this truth.

The witch clan knew that after the demon clan controlled the heavenly realm, it would be difficult for it to obtain the star sand of the Tianhe River, so it had transferred the demand for this type of treasure material to other immortal gold a long time ago.

The same is true for the demon clan. In recent years, there has been no longer buying large quantities of Tiancheng iron. I think it has found other alternatives.

Now Houtu actually needs so much Tianhe Star Sand at once, but it is really intriguing after the two tribes almost fought.

“………”

Ye Su was silent for a moment, but still took the animal skin rolled down: "You can only do your best. Whether the demon clan can get Tianhe Star Sand and Mother Sand depends on the opportunity."

"It's enough to do your best!"

Houtu did not wear a Xuanhuang merit suit, but a blue-shirted Taoist suit like Ye Su. The two stood on the reefs by the lake, listening to the sound of waves slapping on the shore, intertwining the songs of birds and beasts in the sunset to form the most primitive music.

When the stars lit up little by little, Hou Tu said slowly again: "My brother Gonggong... is dead."

"........Um."

Ye Su listened to the sadness in his voice, even the quasi-saint cultivation level also had his own emotions, but he only expressed his concern for things he cared about.

"He has been with me for countless years. At that time, our twelve ancestor witches tried to look at the earth in the witch court. This is the world transformed by Pangu's great god. One day we will make the Pangu blood-born witch clan the master of the earth."

"Then we really did it. The entire world of the prehistoric world is a hunting ground for the witch tribe, and any tribe can be harvested at will and nomadic prehistoric times."

"The consequence of such freedom is that the demon clan came into being, and that damn golden crow can achieve the heavenly court."

Houtu sighed quietly and raised his low voice slightly: "These are things from the past, and I don't want to mention them anymore. But now I have to force my brother to die, and I must destroy the sky and dye the blood of the golden crow red to clear the sky."

After she said this, she struggled to lift something from her sleeve.

Even the cultivation of the quasi-saint was so difficult that Ye Su couldn't help but look at him carefully.

In the gradually dimming night, countless fireflies floated by the lake. In the cold light, Houtu took out the thing like a broken sharp corner.

“Huh?!”

After carefully scanning it with your spiritual sense, I realized that this was the peak of Buzhou Mountain that was broken by Gonggong!

After serving the Chaos Airflow, the mountain turned purple and black, and then was stored by Houtu with great magic power and now it seems to be only half a meter long.

But seeing Houtu struggled to lift it, it was so difficult for the ancestor witches who were the best in their flesh to survive. It is conceivable that the Broken Peak of Buzhou Mountain is so heavy.

"Does this Break Peak in Buzhou Mountain look like a sharp sword?"

Houtu stared at it and asked a little confusedly: "If I wanted to use the broken peaks of Buzhou Mountain transformed by the spine of the great god Pangu to form a magic sword that specializes in killing demons, would you think it would be as simple as crushing an ant?"

........I see.

Ye Su understood the reason why Houtu came to buy Tianhe Star Sand. It was probably because the ancestor witches discovered that the Duan Peak of Buzhou Mountain had the potential to refine the magic weapon. In addition, Gonggong died and Zhu Rong was seriously injured. Then he thought about quickly improving the strength of the witch clan and forging the Demon-Slaying God Sword.

Seeing that Houtu trusted him so much, he told the plan of the witch clan. With this heavy trust, what Ye Su could help now was to give out the Tianhe Star Sand in the treasure house first.

Houtu had no intention of taking advantage at all, and immediately excreted a large amount of flesh and blood medicine soup. This is the best spiritual medicine made by the witch clan using the flesh and blood essence of strange beasts and with secret techniques. There is no spiritual medicine that can strengthen the body better than the witch clan medicine soup in the prehistoric world.

"That's how I made a profit?"

Ye Su watched the foxes come hurriedly from the treasure house and pass by a huge medicinal soup happily. Some foxes with slightly lower cultivation only smelled the divine clouds surrounded by the medicinal soup, and their pores shone brightly, as if they had gained considerable benefits.

"This is not the top medicine soup." Hou Tu collected the treasures of heaven and earth sent to him before continuing: "If you have the chance, hunt a demon god to cook the secret medicine, I believe it is definitely not weaker than the Nine-Turn Golden Pill of the Supreme Saint."

Even after completing this business, Houtu was reluctant to leave.

Outside Wuliang Mountain, she is the master of the witch clan. In Wuliang Mountain, she is just a Yueying Taoist who comes to visit her friend.

But just like the moon rises and the moon sets, she is the ancestor of the witch clan.

When the sun rises, the golden crows are about to travel around the prehistoric world.

"Wuliangshan will always be a friend of the witch clan!"

After Houtu said this, he set up a light to escape from Wuliang Mountain.

............

With the panda and the black bird, enjoyed a flesh-and-blooded medicinal soup in Wuliang Palace. The fragrance spreads out. Among them, the liquid inside a five-colored treasure egg was crystal clear and brilliant, fragrant. After eating, even the body of the Daluo Jinxian could feel much stronger.

When Ye Su was thinking about closing the lockdown for a while, refining merits to improve his cultivation, Bai Ze from the Heavenly Court actually came to worship the mountain at this time.

"Fellow Daoist Feng Ling, it is absolutely necessary to disturb him this time."

"I'm here this time and I'm here with the Emperor's trust. I hope you can help one or two of the billions of demons."

Ye Su looked at the golden silk roll handed over by Bai Ze, and after opening it, he saw various large numbers of immortal gold and divine irons written on it with Taoist patterns.

Dragon pattern black gold, Hunyuan stone, phoenix wing gilded... These are rare immortal gold, and they are also treasure materials that the demon clan cannot obtain after the witch clan controls the earth veins.

"As long as we can help our clan collect the immortal gold in the scroll, the spiritual medicine, magic weapons and treasure materials that are owned in the treasure house of the Heavenly Court. If you want it, our clan can take it out and exchange it with Wuliang Mountain!"

"The two Heavenly Emperors are willing to swear with the heart of Taoism. If Wuliang Mountain is willing to help, from now on, no soldiers from the Heavenly Court will step into the Taoist temple."

"From then on, Wuliang Mountain will always be a friend of the demon clan!"

When Bai Ze said the last sentence, even Ye Su had to feel ridiculous and sarcastic.

Good guy... It seems I've heard this sentence not long ago?

However, I was also thinking about whether to use a fixed high contribution point to secretly collect Tianhe Star Sand. Why did this demon clan take the initiative to deliver it to his door?
Chapter completed!