5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 345 Shocking change, the Twelve Ancestor Wu Zhu recognizes the master!

With great difficulty, Qian Yuan mobilized the power of the blood sea to bless him with the Twelve Patriarch Wu Zhu, but the white-haired man on the other side muttered something softly, and the blood sea swept towards him.

"Strange, since I got the Blood Sea, I haven't seen it so active, it behaves like it has life."

Qian Yuan's face was full of astonishment, and he thought to himself, could it be that Xue Hai sensed the hostility of the white-haired man, so he took the initiative to rush over to kill him?

Otherwise, there would be no need for the sea of ​​blood to sweep over.

Thinking of this, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before the breath was released, the terrifying sea of ​​blood swept back and forth around the white-haired man like a naughty child, as if coquettish with him.

"What, what is this?" Qian Yuan frowned, and his face collapsed on the spot.

The sea of ​​blood with destructive power, instead of killing the opponent, surrounded him like an old friend, cheering happily.

"Who are you?" Qian Yuan's face sank like water, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Ordinary people will be corroded into flying ash when they encounter the evil power of the blood sea. Only the witch clan can reluctantly accept the blessing of the blood sea, but who is this person in front of them?To be able to come into contact with the sea of ​​blood without any protective measures.

Even his Qianyuan dare not touch the sea of ​​blood directly. He needs to use the energy of the twelve ancestral witch pillars to cover his body surface before he dares to let the sea of ​​blood bless him.

"Is he the former emperor of Feixian Mountain?"

Qian Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and such a terrible thought suddenly appeared in his heart.

Only the emperor of Feixian Mountain has the ability to mobilize the sea of ​​​​blood, and there is no other person besides this.

But he carefully looked at the white-haired man in front of him, his eyes suddenly sank, he didn't look like the emperor of Feixian Mountain, and his soul breath was different.

Facing Qian Yuan's suspicious gaze, Jiang Ling didn't make a sound, and didn't even look at him, his eyes focused on the three figures who were tied up.

With just a glance, Jiang Ling recognized them, they were Bai Yuan, Bu Shangwu and Feng Yuanzheng.

Ten years have passed, and the three of them have undergone considerable changes. Among them, the one with the lowest cultivation level is the White Ape, who is at the alchemy stage of Dzogchen.

Bu Shangwu and Feng Yuanzheng are both in the Nascent Soul stage.

It did not surprise Jiang Ling that Bu Shangwu became the Nascent Soul Stage. After all, he bestowed sword codes and a lot of resources on this apprentice.

On the contrary, it was Feng Yuanzheng who surprised Jiang Ling.

If I remember correctly, he only gave me a book of exercises "The Immortal Golden Body", nothing else seemed to be given, and Feng Yuanzheng was not in Feixian Mountain at the time, so I don't know how he got mixed up with Bu Shangwu and others. together.

Judging from his cultivation situation, it is estimated that it is very suitable for the practice of "The Immortal Golden Body", otherwise he would not have such a fast cultivation speed.

When Jiang Ling was looking at Bu Shangwu, Feng Yuanzheng and others, they were also looking at Jiang Ling.

The moment they looked at each other, Bu Shangwu showed a look of surprise and uncertainty, sensing that something was wrong with Jiang Ling's soul breath, while Feng Yuanzheng on the other side suddenly widened his eyes.

"Brother!" He stared at Jiang Ling in disbelief, "Brother, are you alive?"

Seeing Feng Yuanzheng's determined appearance, Jiang Ling was a little surprised. He didn't expect that no one else recognized him, but Feng Yuanzheng was the first to recognize him.

Jiang Ling didn't make a sound, but nodded slightly at him.

"Boy, do you really think that I, the Wu Clan, are easy to provoke?" Qian Yuan yelled furiously, his body swayed and he came to Jiang Ling in an instant, and punched him directly.

This punch was extremely powerful, combining the unparalleled physical strength of the war witch and the strange soul power of the spirit witch.

A punch blasted out, accompanied by howling ghosts and wolves, it was extremely frightening and frightening, where the fist touched, the space collapsed inch by inch.

This punch used 8% of his strength, Qian Yuan was confident that even if Dong Xuqi of the same level was hit by this punch, he would be seriously injured if he did not die.

However, in the next second, a sea of ​​blood swept over him automatically, shaking him violently, and sending him flying.

In just one confrontation, the leader of the Wu clan was beaten back, and Jiang Ling didn't even make a move from the beginning to the end.

"How is it possible!" Qian Yuan looked at the sea of ​​blood in front of Jiang Ling in disbelief.

The rebellious Xuehai would actually take the initiative to help others fight. Before Jiang Ling appeared, Qian Yuan didn't even dare to think about it.

At this moment, there was a sudden roar that soared into the sky in the distance.

It was members of the Wu clan who came. Some of them wore long robes, some bare their upper body, and some wore ferocious and mighty armor. Each of them had a strong aura.

"Roar!"

Seeing the arrival of the Wu tribe, the 40 troops from Feixian Mountain let out a low growl, and immediately set up a battle formation to prepare for the battle.

"Whoever dares to take a step forward will be shot and killed." Surrounded by a sea of ​​blood, Jiang Ling said softly.

"It doesn't matter if you shoot or kill?" Qian Yuan laughed angrily, "This is the territory of my witch clan! And the place where you are is also the holy place of my witch clan: the Twelve Ancestral Witch Inheritance Pillars."

After speaking, there was a trace of confidence on his face, and he almost forgot the killer weapon of the Twelve Ancestral Witch Pillar.

Looking at Jiangling, the corners of Qianyuan's mouth rose slightly, revealing a strange smile.

No matter what you are, don't even try to take away the sea of ​​blood, and if you dare to break into the territory of my Wu clan, you must pay the price!

Thinking of this, Qian Yuan let out a low snort, and strange runes appeared all over his body. Those runes seemed to come alive, twisting and floating, circling and swimming around his body surface.

Immediately afterwards, he yelled violently, his eyes full of ferociousness and madness: "The Twelve Ancestral Wu Zhu, the descendants are unworthy descendants Qianyuan, please use the power of the ancestors to kill foreign enemies for me."

After the fight just now, he basically figured out Jiang Ling's strength. With the help of the sea of ​​blood, he is probably not a match, and he must immediately use external forces to help.

And just after Qianyuan's violent roar, the twelve pillars standing on the ground suddenly trembled in unison, and at the same time, majestic energy gushed out from each pillar, just like the beginning of a prehistoric era.

"That is the power of the ancestors, the supreme divine power of the witch clan!"

Sensing the aura soaring to the sky, all the members of the Wu clan showed respectful and fanatical eyes, and a sense of pride rose in everyone's heart.

This is the background of their witch clan. Once it breaks out, it will shock the world!

"rise!"

Qian Yuan gritted his teeth and roared violently, as if he was struggling, his strength was overdrawn, he was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and his clothes and robes were all wet with sweat.

"Boom."

Twelve different pillars suddenly rose from the ground, emitting light of different colors, and the divine light hovered in the air while flashing.

The huge movement woke up the white ape. It was originally in a coma, but it was tied to an ancestral witch pillar and was awakened. When it opened its eyes, it found that it had actually ascended into the air, and its expression changed drastically. .

"Ahhh!" it bared its teeth and called, its face pale with fright.

But now that the situation is urgent, no one will notice it.

Qian Yuan solemnly controlled the twelve ancestral witch pillars, and according to the method recorded in the secret book of non-transmission, he carefully activated the power in the ancestral witch pillars step by step.

He kept forming all kinds of mysterious and weird handprints in front of him, and from time to time, he would slap his forehead and spit out a mouthful of soul golden blood to bless his strength and enhance the power of summoning.

This is his first attempt to activate the twelve ancestral witch pillars. Once the ancestral witch pillars are activated, it is equivalent to the reappearance of the twelve ancestral witches. Although there is only a very small part of the power and it only exists for a short period of time, it is enough up.

"Fight!"

Qian Yuan did not hesitate to risk his life to kill Jiang Ling in public.

This is an excellent opportunity to stand up.

"puff."

He spit out blood one after another, refining it into a blood mist and melting it into the Ancestral Witch Pillar. After being absorbed by the Ancestral Witch Pillar, not long after, an ancient and majestic aura slowly permeated out.

"It finally succeeded!" Qian Yuan was overjoyed.

In order to revive the twelve Ancestral Witch Pillars, his face turned pale and he consumed too much blood.

"Boom boom boom..."

All the pillars erupted with monstrous power at the same time, and then shook violently, shaking the space out of dense cracks.

Immediately afterwards, twelve ancestral witch pillars descended with a bang, forming a terrifying formation.

"The formation of gods and demons in the twelve capitals! It's reappeared in the world!" Qian Yuan shouted excitedly.

However, in the next second, a scene that everyone did not expect happened!

The twelve ancestral witch pillars projected majestic energy one after another, enveloping Bu Shangwu and Feng Yuanzheng.

"boom!"

A steady stream of power poured into their bodies like a flood.

"What, what are you doing?" Qian Yuan was dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)