Prehistoric: From Witch Soldiers to Hunyuan Wuji Luoxian

Chapter 132 Zhu Rong's breakthrough, the middle stage of Daluo!
Holding the Chaos Clock in hand, Taiyi fought alone against Emperor Jiang Zuwu and Zhu Jiuyin Zuwu, and for a while he fought with vigor and vigor, without losing the slightest advantage.

The power of that innate treasure is indeed extremely extraordinary.

Dijiang Zuwu also put away his previous contempt, took out all his unique skills, and went all out to compete with Taiyi.

Qiangliang ancestor witch and Jiufeng ancestor witch joined forces to fight against Sanqing, Zhurong ancestor witch, Gonggong ancestor witch, Houtu ancestor witch, Xuanming ancestor witch, the six of them joined forces to resist the three of Taiqing, and it was difficult to fight against the three of them in a short time To decide the winner.

"My dear brother, if the Wu people are good at fighting, they won't suffer. Let's not interfere in this matter."

Daxian Zhenyuanzi secretly communicated with Patriarch Hongyun, and he could see that Hongyun had always secretly hated the two Westerners.

After the futon in Zixiao Palace was lost, Hong Yun seemed to be silent, but the hatred in his heart was no less than that of the ancestor Kunpeng.

In the past, Hongyun had a flamboyant and extroverted personality, but now he is reserved and deep, which shows how hard he was hit that day.

"Brother Dao, don't worry, the two in the west have a great cause and effect with me. If you take the opportunity to destroy them, do you think I can get the futon back?"

Hongyun said through voice transmission, this made Zhen Yuanzi slightly stunned, he didn't expect Hongyun to have such an idea.

However, from Zhen Yuanzi's point of view, the two Westerners are not easy to deal with, and even if they are killed, the futon may not necessarily fall on Hong Yun's body in the end.

Zhen Yuanzi didn't say this, he was afraid that he would hit brother Hongyun again.

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches firmly suppressed Sanqing and Dijun Taiyi. Although the two Westerners were also fighting, they did not work hard. They stared at Hongyun and Kunpeng closely, obviously afraid that they would sneak up on them and catch themselves by surprise.

At this moment, Dijun was fighting with Bamian Tianwu, the ancestor of the wind, and Wu Xizi, the ancestor of electricity, while the two in the west were surrounded by the remaining three ancestor witches.

For a while, everyone was suppressed by the witch clan and fell into a stalemate.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were already good at fighting, but after a fight, their combat effectiveness began to improve rapidly, and their combat skills improved by leaps and bounds.

As ancestral witches, they were born for war, and they grew the fastest in this kind of powerful fight.

Feeling the increasingly powerful fighting power of the ancestral witches, everyone was terrified.

If they continue to fight, I'm afraid it will only make the ancestral witches stronger and stronger.

"These prehistoric supreme beings have all become [whetstones] for the ancestral witches!"

Wu Yang was very excited to see it, even if he was not in a good state, he could still see the embarrassment of those supreme beings.

The ancestral witches are unparalleled in physical body, coupled with the coercion and blessing of Buzhou Mountain, it can be said that they have taken advantage of the right time and place.

The Zixiao Palace lecture has just ended, and those great masters haven't obtained the more mysterious method of beheading the three corpses, and all kinds of innate spiritual treasures have not yet come into their hands.

At this point in time, the Thirteen Ancestral Witches are at their most powerful stage.

It was the combination of many factors that made the Thirteen Ancestral Witches able to compete with many supreme beings.

This level of battle also allowed the thirteen ancestral witches to get the best experience. The kind of fighting in the midst of fighting is the best catalyst for the ancestral witches to improve their strength!

"Fellow Taoist Fuxi, fellow Taoist Nuwa, please help me!"

Taoist Zhunti had the audacity to ask these two for help.

You must know that the two of them have no friendship at all. Strictly speaking, it is even just the second meeting.

It's like a complete stranger, you actually have the cheek to ask someone to help you punch!
God Fuxi hesitated, they originally persuaded both parties to make peace, but now if they help, what will happen?

Those who came out to persuade them to make peace have already started, wouldn't they become the laughing stock of the wild...

Seeing that Fuxi and Nuwa hesitated to move forward, the hearts of the two in the west became more and more bitter.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, a cold wind blew in the void, and the Kunpeng ancestor who was watching in the clouds instantly killed him. He transformed into a divine peng claw, tearing the endless void, and appeared in Zhunti in the next instant. In front of the Taoist.

[Shen Peng claws, tear the ten directions! 】

Patriarch Kunpeng's blow came too suddenly. Even though Taoist Zhunti had prepared for it, he still didn't have enough time to prepare for the blow.

Facing the Pengclaw that was close at hand, Taoist Zhunti only had time to urge the Qibao Miaoshu in his hand.

"boom!"

The entire void collapsed in an instant, and Taoist Zhunti was even more embarrassed. He hurriedly pulled back, but his face was covered with blood and flesh, and several deep scratches were branded on Zhunti's entire face.

Seeing the bloody, wretched appearance, Wu Yang secretly sighed in his heart.

Right after Patriarch Kunpeng succeeded with one blow, Taoist Nazhunti and Taoist Reception retreated at the same time to avoid the attack of the three ancestor witches who took the opportunity to kill them.

"Old Kunpeng, you are so despicable, you dare to sneak attack me!"

Taoist Zhunti yelled and cursed, which looked quite funny with his current bloody appearance.

Kunpeng Patriarch replied gloomyly:
"If it's despicable and shameless, my Kunpeng is not as good as you guys!".

Ancestor Kunpeng hated the two Westerners, and the futon was robbed in Zixiao Palace. Over the years, Ancestor Kunpeng has not forgotten this hatred for a moment.

This time he shot secretly, apparently with the intention of killing Taoist Zhunti, but he had the same idea as Hong Yun.

Kill the Zhunti pick-up guide, and then snatch the futon back.

It's a pity that the Kunpeng patriarch didn't really kill Taoist Zhunti with this blow, but just made the opponent faceless.

"Old Kunpeng, don't go crazy, I'm here to kill you!"

The Taoist Zhunti was so angry that he didn't want to, he yelled and rushed towards Kunpeng to kill him.

At this time, the ancestor witch of gold and the ancestor witch of wood were not idle either. They joined forces to kill Taoist Zhunti, causing the other party to fall into a passive situation of being surrounded and killed by three parties in an instant.

Seeing the three Da Luo Jinxians coming, Taoist Zhunti's arrogance was quickly extinguished. He shot a series of colorful lights towards the surroundings, and then hurriedly fled away.

"Zunti! Where to go!"

Patriarch Hongyun did not know when to ambush in the rear, cutting off Taoist Zhunti's way of retreating.

"boom!"

The terrifying power of flames erupted, and Patriarch Hongyun didn't hesitate at all, and the sky and the ground were covered with flames, instantly engulfing Taoist Zhunti.

Seeing this, the Daoist received and guided him, he erupted completely, swept the divine building in his hand and temporarily forced the weather ancestor witch back, and shouted:
"Brother!".

Amidst the endless flames, Taoist Zhunti displayed a golden body of Zhang Liu, and all kinds of treasures in his hands radiated divine light, propped up a resplendent space, and quickly rushed out with his protection.

But at this moment, he was getting more and more embarrassed. There were countless big holes and small holes in his original Taoist robe, so he was almost naked.

"Brother Dao, let's go!"

Taoist Zhunti didn't dare to stay any longer, he turned into a golden streamer after he called out, and fled to the western land at high speed.

Jieyin Taoist sighed in his heart, knowing that there was nothing to be done, and followed him to the west to kill.

Kunpeng Patriarch saw that Taoist Zhunti had been wounded, so he didn't want to let go of this opportunity, and immediately killed him at top speed.

Ancestor Hongyun at the side also had the same thought, turning into a flame and biting the opponent tightly.

"My dear brother, stop chasing me!"

Immortal Zhen Yuanzi called for Hong Yun, but at this time Hong Yun's eyes were already red-eyed. Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi could only follow in a hurry, fearing that the ancestor Hong Yun might encounter some danger.

Now that the two Westerners were missing on the scene, Fuxi was already in chaos, and he and Nuwa retreated one after another.

Now that the Wu Clan has the upper hand, it is impossible for them to help Sanqing and Di Jun. After all, they have no friendship, and they can't afford to offend the Wu Clan because of a few strangers.

The thirteen ancestral witches joined together and surrounded the Sanqing brothers and Di Juntai.

For a moment, the battle rushed to the clouds, and the violent power shook all directions.

Wu Yang couldn't take his eyes off, he was carefully observing everyone's moves.

"boom!"

At the time of this battle, Zhu Rong's Zuwu's strength unexpectedly broke through and entered the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian.

This unexpected breakthrough made the fighting power of the Wu clan stronger, and the situation of Sanqing and Dijun became more and more dangerous.

In a fight of this level, Sanqing and the others couldn't threaten the ancestral witches at all, and they could only serve as sparring partners for the ancestral witches if they continued to fight.

Faced with this predicament, Taiqing's face was extremely gloomy.

Continuing to fight would do them no good, and it would even be self-defeating.

Since Sanqing's debut, this was their most aggrieved fight.

"Dang! Dang!"

The Chaos Clock vibrated again and again, and beams of Chaos Divine Light filled the air, protecting all five of them.

Na Dijun's Xiantian Heluo formation also unfolded, including the Sanqing brothers.

The Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda exudes a mysterious and yellow aura in the Taiqing world, and the three brothers work together to resist the repeated attacks of the ancestral witches.

These five people worked together, but unfortunately the gap in numbers was too great, so they had completely fallen into a passive state.

"Fellow Daoist Sanqing, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's retreat temporarily!"

Dijun secretly communicated with Sanqing through sound transmission, and quickly discussed the next step.

The five of them are the top powers in the prehistoric world, but facing the thirteen ancestor witches, they also had to bow their heads.

"I didn't expect the strength of the Wu Clan to be so strong. We are not opponents, so we might as well retreat temporarily."

Tong Tian said, even though he is proud, he also knows that things cannot be done now, and he is unwilling to take the initiative to find out that he is uncomfortable.

Although Taiqing was unwilling, he could only agree to retreat.

"The strength of this witch clan is indeed not weak. Let's write down the karma of today."

After the five discussed in secret, the most powerful Tai Yi controlled the Chaos Clock and suddenly burst out, rushing towards the direction where Dijiang Zuwu was.

At the same time, Sanqing and Dijun also broke out together. This Taiyi really had sinister intentions. He not only wanted to escape, but also wanted to take this opportunity to severely injure Dijiang Zuwu.

"boom!"

Emperor Jiang Zuwu was suppressed by the huge power of chaos. He exploded his supernatural power immediately, and the power of space filled all directions, blocking the power of chaos.

However, at this time, Sanqing's attack fell, forcing Emperor Jiang Zuwu to retreat, and there was a gap in the original encirclement formation.

"Come on!"

Taiqing shouted loudly, and everyone rushed out of the encirclement immediately, fleeing to the distance one after another.

Dijiang Zuwu hastily stopped the crowd who wanted to chase, a serious look flashed in his eyes.

"Brother, why don't we chase after?"

Zhu Rong Zuwu just broke through, he really wanted to show his power, but who knew that his opponent ran away.

Emperor Jiang Zuwu shook his head and said:

"These five are all top powerhouses in the prehistoric world. Even if we chase them down, I'm afraid we won't gain much."

What Di Jiang said was indeed true. Sanqing and Dijun Taiyi were not ordinary strong men, and when the strength of the two sides was not much different, the chance of beheading each other was very small.

It doesn't make much sense to continue chasing and killing.

"This time we met so many people with great supernatural powers, I'm afraid things will not be that simple. From my perspective, Sanqing's words and deeds seem to be aimed at Buzhou Mountain, not specifically to rescue Styx."

Dijiang Zuwu had a unique vision, and his analysis made the twelve Zuwu nod their heads.

No one knew about Wu Yang and the others chasing and killing Styx, and even the Twelve Ancestral Witches only learned about it later, so it was impossible for San Qing to know in advance.

That emperor Jun Taiyi, who is ready to receive and guide, they can't have news in advance.

So there must be some specific reason for all these abnormal behaviors.

Wu Yang had guessed this at this time, he stepped forward and said:
"My ancestral witches, the two Westerners and Sanqing arrived at Buzhou Mountain at the same time. They should have come here by chance. Otherwise, how could so many great supernatural beings come to Buzhou Mountain together?".

For tens of thousands of years, these monks had never set foot on Buzhou Mountain, but now they all came here in a swarm. The opportunity Wu Yang mentioned was immediately recognized by everyone.

It's just that the other party came here for a chance, but the thirteen ancestor witches couldn't figure out what kind of chance it was and where it was.

"Brother Wu Yang, even if we know that they came here for chance, we probably won't be able to do anything about it."

Zhu Jiuyin shook his head and said, the Wu Clan doesn't know the art of mystical calculations, so they can't figure out what the other party's chance is.

Zhu Rong Zuwu said:
"No matter what the opportunity is, even if it doesn't work for us, we can't get rid of them!".

The Wu Clan does not care about Xiantian Lingbao, but they never want to use Xiantian Lingbao to aid the enemy.

After the battle at Zixiao Palace and this time's dispute, it is impossible for Dijun Taiyi and the Sanqing brothers to have any chance to get along well with the Wu Clan. I am afraid that there will be a decisive battle in the future.

Wu Yang is very clear about these things, so now he is also very active in considering how to cut off the opportunities of Sanqing and Dijun Taiyi.

"We don't know what the specific opportunity is or where it is, but Sanqing must know that this Buzhou Mountain is the territory of our Wu Clan. As long as Sanqing dares to come, if there is any movement at that time, we will directly drive Sanqing away. And then steal their chance!"

Wu Yang's plan is good. Now the witches are scattered all over Buzhou Mountain. As long as there are creatures entering Buzhou Mountain, the ancestor witches will find out the clues at the first time.

At that time, follow Sanqing to find the opportunity, and then beat them out of Buzhou Mountain, and all the good things you get will belong to the Wu clan.

"Brother Wu Yang's plan is good. Sanqing doesn't have many treasures in his hands. If there is a good chance, they will definitely not let go easily. Let's wait for work on this mountain in Buzhou, and wait for Sanqing to lead us the way, and then send All opportunities are gone!"

Emperor Jiang Zuwu nodded endlessly. This plan can be said to be seamless. As long as they pay attention to the movements of Sanqing, there is still a great chance of success.

(End of this chapter)