Although Houtu was a warmonger, she was not really stupid.
Otherwise…
It was impossible for the Wu Tribe to become an overlord tribe in the Primordial World under the leadership of the Ancestors of Sorcery.
She only needed to use her brain a little to immediately think of the benefits of stealing.
This way, not only could it deal a blow to the morale of the demon race, but it could also directly plunder the demon race's assets.
Although the Sorcerer Tribe did not have a Primordial Spirit and could not use spiritual treasures and ritual implements.
However, the Sorcerer Tribe could still use most of the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.
Furthermore, with the demon race's all-out attack this time, the 33 heavens they occupied behind them would definitely be extremely empty.
He could send someone to steal the house.
Thinking of this, Houtu looked at the approaching Emperor Jun Taiyi and the mighty Heavenly Stars Formation.
She immediately looked at Lin Xuan.
In the next moment, her and Lin Xuan's figures appeared in the Hall of Pangu.
The other eleven Ancestors of Sorcery had already gathered there.
Zhurong directly shouted at him,
"Motherf * cker!"
"Didn't we teach those two bastards a lesson last time?”
"You dare to show off like this just because you have a great formation that you found out of nowhere!”
"Little sister, you came at the right time. Let's set up the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation together and strike them down!”
When Houtu heard this, she glanced at Zhurong and said,
"Fifth Brother, you're an Ancestral Sorcerer after all. Can't you use your brain more when you encounter something?”
"Don't always think about fighting and killing the enemy head-on. Wouldn't this confirm the image of us witches as brainless boors?”
Zhurong heard that.
A ball of fire instantly ignited on his forehead.
"Little sister, now that the Monster Race is almost at our door, do you have any other way besides knocking them out?”
The other Ancestors of Sorcery could not help but look at Houtu curiously.
After all, for some reason, his little sister Houtu seemed to have an epiphany.
He brought them to the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation left behind by god father and forced the Three Pure Ones to give up the title of Pangu's orthodox sect.
The most satisfying part was that he had ambushed Emperor Jun and Taiyi Kunpeng, and killed Kunpeng, the Demon Master of the Demon Tribe.
Now, faced with such a situation, what solution could little sister Houtu come up with?
Under the curious gazes of the other Ancestors of Sorcery, Houtu said confidently,"
"Of course, we're going to beat Dijun and the others head-on.”
"They're provoking our Sorcerer Tribe. How can we tolerate this?”
When the Grand Wizard Zhurong heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He muttered softly,"
"Isn't this exactly the same as my suggestion?”
At this time, Houtu changed the topic and continued,"
"But apart from that, we feel that we can send the Senior Magi from our respective tribes to launch a sneak attack on the Demon Clan's headquarters in the Thirty-Three Levels of Heaven.”
"Otherwise, if Dijun Taiyi and the other two rascals run away like last time, I'll kill them.”
"Wouldn't we have fought him for nothing?”
"That won't do."
"No matter what, we have to let the demons remember this lesson!”
Emperor Jiang, Candle Dragon, and the other Ancestors of Sorcery agreed with him.
His little sister Houtu was right.
Since Emperor Jun Taiyi dared to provoke the Wu Tribe with the Demon Tribe, they had to be prepared for revenge.
Moreover, the method of revenge proposed by their little sister made them feel extremely carefree!
Almost instantly, all the Ancestors of Sorcery present agreed with Houtu's suggestion.
When Lin Xuan, who was pulled over by Houtu, saw this, the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch.
Why did the style of these Ancestral Sorcerers feel a little different from the Ancestral Sorcerers in his memory?
Shouldn't the Primordial Ancestors of Sorcery be iron fools who couldn't make up their minds when faced with something?
Why did he have the same thoughts as him and learn how to sneak attack and steal?
Lin Xuan did not dare to think about how terrifying it would be if these Ancestral Magi with unparalleled combat strength all turned into Lybs.
Emperor Jun Taiyi of the Demon Clan would probably be beaten to tears.
Just as Lin Xuan had these thoughts, Houtu looked at him.
She pointed at Lin Xuan and said,
"For this operation, I suggest letting Lin Xuan command the Great Magi in the tribe.”
"Because Lin Xuan is a Postnatal human, his brain is as agile as those Great Magi in the tribe. Moreover, he might have the bloodline of the Father.”
"Other than my brothers and me, there is no one more suitable than him.”
The other Ancestors of Sorcery nodded in agreement.
Lin Xuan, who had once inadvertently emitted Pangu's aura, had long obtained their recognition.
Only Lin Xuan was speechless.
Was it so hasty?
I just want to lie down quietly like a salted fish!
The instigator, Hou Tian, couldn't help but smile.
At this moment.
A loud roar came from outside the Hall of Pangu.
"Ancestors of Sorcery, listen up. You have three days to hand over the Demon Race's supreme treasure, the Bell of Chaos.”
"Otherwise, under the divine might of our Demon Race's formation, we will definitely destroy all of you Shamans!“
After Houtu and the other Ancestors of Sorcery heard this, a hint of fighting spirit appeared on their faces at the same time!
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