Prehistoric: Download the Saint's Cultivation at the Beginning

Chapter 39: A lifetime of stains, the power of space magic!
When Jiang Chen took action, the Twelve Ancestral Witches didn't take it to heart. After all, he was just an early Daluo Jinxian, how could he possibly hurt Zhu Rong.

However, they were wrong, and very wrong!

Not only did Jiang Chen hurt Zhu Rong without saying anything, he actually hit Zhu Rong with one palm and made him vomit blood? !

If they hadn't seen the facts with their own eyes, the Twelve Ancestral Witches would have thought that all this was just an illusion.

There was nothing I could do, the scene that happened in front of me was really horrifying.

However, after seeing the string of crystal clear beads on Jiang Chen's wrist, they understood!
Top-grade congenital treasure!

Everyone understood clearly and immediately reacted.

Needless to say, there is no need to say more about the physical cultivation of Jiang Chen Daluo Jinxian in his early stage. Now he has the blessing of a high-grade innate spiritual treasure. In addition, he has the unrivaled qualifications of the ninth grade since the beginning of time. Such strength is definitely far beyond his own realm. For a moment, it vaguely reached the combat power of the late Daluo Jinxian!
Daluo Jinxian late stage!

Although it is undoubtedly a dream to attack Quasi-Saint Perfection on one side, but the opponent is a Quasi-Saint Perfection without any defense, so that is another story!

This was the case for Zhu Rong, who had previously despised Jiang Chen.

And the blood he spurted out was just ordinary blood, not the essence blood in the body. At first glance, it might look like he was seriously injured, but in fact it was just like that on the surface. There was no injury in the body at all, just like a person's finger bleeding, even with injuries. It doesn’t even count!

Therefore, this is the illusion that Jiang Chen seriously injured Zhu Rong!
After thinking about this clearly, everyone was no longer so surprised.

"Haha, I didn't expect that you, Zhu Rong, would be bullied like this by a junior. It's a disgrace to my Twelve Ancestral Witches!"

Fire and water were incompatible, and Zhu Rong and Gonggong never dealt with him. Although he was not seriously injured, seeing him lose face, Gonggong immediately laughed and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the other ancestral witches couldn't help laughing.

Everyone knows that Zhu Rong has a hot temper. In the past, he often lost his temper, and many people were left speechless by him. But now that he has fallen into the trap of a junior, how can they not feel amused.

Let’s talk about Zhu Rong.

When Jiang Chen beat him to death, Zhu Rong secretly said something bad and his expression changed a little.

Now that he heard ridicule from his companions, and among them was his old enemy Gonggong, Zhu Rong's face became even more ugly!

"Boy, do you still dare to play dirty tricks?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the culprit Jiang Chen!

The Wu clan has always been heroic and bright, and what they hate most are those who attack from behind and have low-level methods.

"What, senior actually called this a dirty trick? If senior hadn't said anything, I would have thought this was the Wu Clan's exclusive way of saying hello."

Jiang Chen said with a hint.

No one present was a fool, so they naturally understood what he meant.

After all, this is how Zhu Rong dealt with Jiang Chen before, not to mention that in terms of strength, Jiang Chen is still a junior. For a senior to attack a junior, this is undoubtedly an inferiority, and the method seems even more despicable!

Thinking of this, Zhu Rong's anger disappeared instantly, and his face was full of embarrassment!

"That's right, Zhu Rong, you are really getting better and better as you live. You don't even attack the juniors, and you were beaten until you vomited blood. From now on, don't say that I, Gonggong, know you. I can't afford to embarrass this person!"

At this time, Gonggong's sarcastic words sounded again.

"Gonggong, can't you find me?"

Hearing this, Zhu Rong couldn't bear it anymore. It was just one time, but now he was still saying that if this continued, it would probably become a stain in his life!What's more, he can't take action against Jiang Chen, but he can still deal with Gonggong, and it can also relieve the grievances in his heart!
Thinking of achieving it, Quasi-Sage's perfect momentum suddenly bloomed and attacked Gonggong!

"Come on, come on, who is afraid of whom? Why are you talking so loudly? I don't know why I thought I was afraid of you, a guy like you who was beaten and vomited blood by Daluo Jinxian in the early stage!"

Gonggong and Zhu Rong had been quarreling for thousands of years, and it was not an exaggeration to say that his poisonous tongue skills had reached full level. He immediately pointed out Zhu Rong's sore foot again.

Now, how could Zhu Rong endure it? Endless flames appeared all over his body, and he appeared in front of Gong Gong in the blink of an eye!
However, at this moment.

A figure appeared among them.

"That's enough, how long are you going to fight!"

Di Jiang suppressed Gonggong with one hand and blocked Zhu Rong with the other. The inexplicable Taoist rhyme emitted from both hands not only melted away the billowing weak water on Gonggong's body, but also created a space crack and sucked in the endless flames of Zhu Rong's body. !

At this time, Gonggong and Zhu Rong finally stopped.

Space supernatural powers!
Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed.

"This is a joke for little friend Jiang Chen."

After dealing with Gong Gong and Zhu Rong, Di Jiang looked at Jiang Chen with a smile. His expression was gentle and humble, and he did not put on any airs about Sheng Yuanwan. Instead, he regarded Jiang Chen as an equal.

Seeing this, even Jiang Chen had to sigh: He is indeed the eldest brother of the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

"That's not true. It's the junior who is wrong, and according to the junior's opinion, Gonggong and Zhu Rong are in love."

Jiang Chen replied.

"You kid said something nice!"

After hearing Jiang Chen's praise, Zhu Rong looked at him with a much kinder look.

"Shut up!" But as soon as he finished speaking, Di Jiang glanced at him, and then continued to look at Jiang Chen: "I wonder if my little friend coming here has the will of the Tongtian Saint?"

It has to be said that Di Jiang, as the eldest brother of the ancestral witch, is obviously not as good as Zhu Rong and Gonggong who only know how to fight. He immediately thought of Jiang Chen's most important identity and even guessed Jiang Chen's purpose!
Heavenly Saint!

After Di Jiang finished speaking, the Twelve Ancestral Witches suddenly stopped talking. Even Gonggong and Zhu Rong stopped making noises and all looked at Jiang Chen.

Only then did they remember that Jiang Chen was the leader of the Jie Cult!
Standing behind is a saint!
Jiang Chen didn't expect that Di Jiang's words were so straightforward, and he directly named his master. Moreover, these words were not easy to answer. If he was not careful, his master might be involved.

After thinking for a moment, he said: "That's not true. It's just that this junior is curious about the Wu Clan, so that's why he came here."

Hearing this, a trace of disappointment clearly flashed in the eyes of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

It was not Tongtian who asked Jiang Chen to come here. In other words, Tongtian had no intention of helping the Witch Clan. You must know that now they are against the Monster Clan and lack the help of saints, so they are naturally disappointed.

However, they are not the kind of people who put their hope in others, so they recover quickly.

But Di Jiang didn't give up there, and heard his words ring out again.

"Let's not talk about this for now. It is a great blessing for the Wu Clan that my little friend can come here. If I let my little friend go back empty-handed, the Witch Clan will really feel bad."

"Well, since you are called senior, and I heard that spirit treasures are of great help to monks like this little friend, I will take you to the witch clan's treasure house to pick one. It can be regarded as a gift from me, the elder!"

(End of this chapter)