The Heavens: Invincible from the Xuanhuang World

Chapter 147 I've Been Enduring You For A Long Time

Before Shicun, Xiaobudian made a move, and with a random move, Jiaopeng was sent flying.

Fang Yu looked at this scene and nodded. The little one is still in the state of moving blood, and his physical strength has already reached more than [-] catties, while the so-called peerless genius in the outside world, although he is called Wushuang, is actually only [-] catties in strength. Immortality is the same as the five levels of divine power in the physical body.

This realm of [-] jin is the limit for most geniuses, and only the little ones can reach the extreme state, reaching more than [-] jin.

Of course, from a certain point of view, more than [-] catties is not the limit of the blood-moving realm, just like the power of the ten black horses is not the limit of the ten-heavy physical body in the immortal world.

In the ancient times, the disciple of Panwu Immortal Venerable, practiced three thousand ways of Panwu's powerful supernatural power, that is, the great original technique. The physical limit has the power of 99 black and yellow horses, and the supernatural power has the power of ten thousand horses, which can be called extreme practice.

At that time, Fang Yu hadn't had the chance to obtain Panwu's great supernatural power of the Three Thousand Dao, and he had already broken through to the mystical powers before he had perfected his body. The senior has supernatural powers and the power of a thousand horses.

The Three Thousand Ways, the Great Origin Technique, is not something ordinary people can obtain.

If he has the chance to get it in the future, he will just practice hard.

Now this Jiao Peng only has a limit of [-] jin, and he wants to fight against the little one Shi Hao, he is looking for death.

"Wow, what an amazing kid!"

Two little girls from a tribe with glowing eyes jumped off the snow feathers and ran up to rub the little one's cheeks.

The little one retreated shyly, preventing the two little girls from chasing him, but he looked at Jiao Peng and said, "Big brother, it's wrong for you to do this."

There were still some milk stains on the corner of his mouth, which he hadn't wiped off. His big black jewel-like eyes were shining, which made a pair of elf-like little girls like him even more and wanted to tease him.

But all the powerhouses in the rear sensed that something was wrong. The little one in front of him was just a suckling baby, but he slapped Jiao Peng, a peerless genius in the princely territory, with a slap. How could this be possible?

You must know that Jiao Peng has been trained by many masters in Daze, and his body has been greatly baptized since he was a child, and his body has reached five thousand catties at a young age, which is beyond the imagination of many children.

Now, five thousand catties of divine power didn't work?how can that be.

"what……"

Jiao Peng's arm was trembling slightly, and he felt as if his bones were broken. He never thought that he possessed a great strength of five thousand catties, and was almost beaten to the ground by a child.

There was a beast-like beam of light in his eyes, and his expression was extremely unfriendly, wishing to immediately use the most powerful treasure technique in his clan to kill Xiao Budian directly.

"Come again!"

However, he still didn't use the dragon clan's treasure technique, and still used his physical strength. He couldn't believe that someone who was younger than him had stronger power than him.

At this moment, he rushed forward crazily, with the wind of his fist whistling, like a large ferocious beast traveling in the vast mountain range, bringing a gust of wind with astonishing momentum, and pounced on the little one.

"Big brother, why are you bullying me?"

Puzzled, Xiaobu stared at Jiaopeng, stretched out his arms, and patted forward.

"boom!"

This time, everyone could see clearly that Xiaobudian still only used the power of his body, without any power of treasures, and just pushed it across. The terrifying power sent Jiao Peng flying out again.

The genius from Luofu Daze kept retreating, his footsteps fell, and the big cracks on the ground burst open one after another.

"So strong!"

Jiao Peng gritted his teeth and showed incredible eyes. This time, he finally realized that he was really no match for Little Milkman.

"Ha ha……"

Lei Mingyuan is more than six years old, and he laughs forward and backward.

But except for him, no one else smiled at all. Jiao Peng can be said to be a peerless genius in the great lake, and it is precisely because of this that he was brought out for training this time.

But if Jiao Peng is a peerless genius, then what kind of genius is this little baby in front of him?
"This child has amazing potential. If he enters the big battlefield where the major races compete, he might really get a good ranking, and even enter the top ten!"

Someone whispered.

As soon as these words came out, everyone stared at Xiao BuDian non-stop. These peerless geniuses are destined to go to that terrible battlefield, and they will face this genius in the future?

"cough……"

Zishanhou's uncle, Zishanshou, coughed, he was very senior, and he spoke a lot, but at this time, he looked at Xiaobudian and smiled, "Son, what's the name of this village?"

"Stone Village."

"Can we go in and have a drink of water?"

Zi Shanshou still had a pleasant face, looking like a kind old man.

"What's the matter, little one?"

At this moment, the adults in the village appeared and walked towards the forest.

In the end, strong men from the Zishan clan, Luofu Daze and other big forces entered the stone village and looked around, especially paying attention to Liushen.

The kid named Jiao Peng stared at Willow God carefully, as if he wanted to take away a branch from Willow God.

But he didn't do it right away, after all, he hasn't even beaten a child in the stone village, and if he wants to do it, he must find out what is the mystery of this stone village, whether it is a hidden family, if offended, he shouldn't offend Man, that might bring disaster to his race.

"Hey, these cauldrons are very old, they have been around for a long time, they seem very mysterious..."

Zi Shanshou comes from the princely territory, and as the uncle of a generation of princely princes, he has a wide range of knowledge.

The several tripods in the village are full of antiquity, engraved with birds, beasts, fish and insects, etc., which are simple and natural, and have attracted many people's attention.

"This tripod is not a mortal thing, there seems to be a formation flowing in it, it is definitely a treasure of respect!"

Leihou's fourth son is a young man in his twenties named Lei Yunkun, tall and straight, with lightning and thunder in his eyes, standing in front of several medicine cauldrons, showing a surprised look.

"What about your patriarch, the old man wants to see you."

Zi Shanshou was dressed in feathers, wearing a golden crown on his head, and his whole body was surrounded by wisps of purple energy. His aura was very powerful, but he was always restrained, not daring to be presumptuous here.

"The patriarch is in seclusion and will not come out in a short time."

Er Meng said.

"oh, I see."

Zi Shanshou, Jiao Cang and the others glanced at each other with a clear expression, thinking that this must be a great patriarch.

Finally, a group of people looked at the old willow again.

"Is this a sacrificial spirit? How do you call it?"

Lei Yunkun asked carefully.

"Oh, let's call it Spiritual Sacrifice, or Willow God."

Pihou replied.

"What, God Willow?!"

A group of strong men almost jumped up, even a powerful prince like Zi Shanshou almost staggered.

The terrifying sacrificial spirit is actually called a god?

God, this word cannot be used indiscriminately. For ordinary tribes, it represents omnipotence and supremacy!
In ancient times, the ancestors had beliefs and were very particular about sacrifices, believing that gods must exist to protect their tribes.

However, through the understanding of later generations, those tribes worshiped not gods, but a kind of extremely powerful creatures, such as Zhenyu, Pixiu, etc., all of which are supreme creatures.

Supreme-level creatures are only supreme, not gods.

It is extremely rare for a large tribe to be protected by a supreme level of existence, but now the sacrificial spirit in this stone village is actually a god!

Anyone who dares to be called a god will surely be able to fight against the ancient fierce beasts. His strength is against the sky, and he can destroy several super powerful clans with a single lift of his hand. The power of the gods is unimaginable.

Up to now, there are only a few super ancient countries in the wilderness, and there may be shadows of ancient gods behind them. They are terrifying and mysterious. Their territory is boundless and there are many masters. Anyone who comes here can suppress a tribe with millions of people.

But now, people in Shicun call this willow tree a god, how can it not be shocking?This title cannot be used indiscriminately.

"Are you sure that it doesn't object to respecting this sacrificial spirit as a god?"

A young man from the Zishan clan asked cautiously.

"No objection, God Liu didn't object."

As soon as these words came out, almost all the strong men changed their colors and couldn't help but retreat, feeling a kind of fear for this willow tree that was almost dead.

Everyone was in awe, feeling very uncomfortable, and no longer dared to be too casual.

But they still didn't give up, they wanted to find out, what was the background of this hermit family, and what was so special about this willow god, and did they give any sacred artifacts as rewards?
When these people walked not far away and saw Fang Yu, Suzaku, and Zhu Yan who were practicing there, they were stunned again.

These three seem to be a little uncoordinated.

A person, a bird, a monkey?

"What are you looking at, get lost!"

Zhu Yan's face was unhappy, and he stood upright with a single change, as if he wanted to slap Zi Shanshou to death.

"What, is it... the ancient evil Zhu Yan?"

　After saving five manuscripts a day, it seems that there are only two manuscripts, and I have to go to work today, woohoo.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)