sorcery

Chapter 157 Mantis, Oriole, Hunter

"Outsider, how dare you hurt my brother, if it weren't for the ban on martial arts here, I would be the first to swallow you alive."

A nine-headed golden lion with a body length of more than thirteen feet looked at Kong Xuan'er and Wuwei, and his whole body was extremely fierce and powerful.

"Brother Lion, why bother talking nonsense with them, force them out of the oasis, just kill them." A golden roc stood in the air, and its golden pupils were filled with a murderous aura.

"Yes, outsiders deserve to die."

A strange snake with a body length of ten feet and six legs and four wings emerged. It is a remnant of an ancient ferocious beast, and it was once one of the hundred evils in the heavens and ten thousand realms.

The golden nine-headed lion, the golden-winged Tianpeng, and the strange snake Fat Yi, none of them are easy to mess with. Although they are all young, their cultivation has reached the terrifying realm of heaven and man, and the three clans have a long history of inheritance, and they have mastered all kinds of secrets. Different techniques, infinite power.

"If you want to fight, fight, I'm afraid you will fail."

Kong Xuan'er's aura is fierce and extremely strong. Since she came here, she has already made mental preparations, and the battle is naturally unavoidable.

"Go out and fight." The golden nine-headed lion was murderous, and the golden eyes were as intimidating as cold electricity.

"Wait a minute, everyone, it's just a small matter, why bother to cause unnecessary disputes." The Son of Wuwei stepped forward. Now that the enemy is strong and we are weak, this is their territory. They are not afraid of one-on-one fighting, but I'm afraid it will lead to bigger disputes.

"Humans, if you don't want to die, just shut up." The golden roc was so fierce that it gave people a kind of majestic pressure.

"Human, if you dare to speak too much, I will swallow you alive immediately." The strange snake uttered the words, and a foot-long wick stretched out, mixed with a strong smell of blood.

"Son of Wuwei, thank you for your kindness. If you want to fight, go out, why bother talking nonsense." The peacock clan is proud by nature, and would rather die in battle than bow to the enemy and insult the prestige of their ancestors.

"Woman, you must die."

The golden nine-headed lion roared, shaking its nine heads, and the figure quickly moved towards the gate of space.

The figure of Wuwei stood in front of the golden nine-headed lion for a moment, "My friend, if you are willing to give up, I would like to share a secret of an ancient treasure, which is our apology, Peacock Saintess, hold on for a while, and stay out The scope of the oasis, whatever you want, is up to you."

In the last half sentence, Wuwei glanced at Kong Xuan'er, and transmitted the sound with his spiritual thoughts.

Kong Xuan'er glanced at the Wuwei Holy Son, and stopped talking. Among the three holy sons of the Taixuan Holy Land, this man may not be the most powerful in battle, but his strategy is unmatched, and he is especially good at calculating.

"Brother Lion, human beings are so deceitful, don't trust them lightly." The golden roc flew up from the sky, among the heavens and all races, the human race was the most deceitful.

"Yes, the human race has always been cunning and changeable. Don't be fooled by them. Maybe they want to lure us out here and kill us one by one." The strange snake said, with a fierce look in his eyes, he was naturally repulsed by the human race and extremely distrustful.

"What treasure." The golden nine-headed lion looked at the Son of Wuwei. There are countless dangers and opportunities hidden in this world. Their ancestors have multiplied in it for countless years, but they have not found out one out of ten of them. No matter what they think, they have nothing to fear.

"Psychic ancient treasure." Wuwei Shengzi whispered softly.

The body of the golden nine-headed lion trembled, and the eyes of the nine pairs of gods were filled with shock, "Really."

The psychic ancient treasure is between the king's soldiers and the holy soldiers. Its power may not be as good as that of the king's soldiers, but it has one characteristic, that is, a soldier spirit is born inside it, has self-awareness, can cultivate independently, attack independently, and can devour materials Self-transformation.Its power is incomparably terrifying. The method of forging such an ancient treasure has long been lost, and it is almost hard to find it in today's world.

Wuwei Shengzi did not make a sound, but nodded heavily.

"Okay, I'll accept this apology. I can let go of the matter of hurting my brother for now. Find the ancient treasure and how to distribute it." The golden nine-headed lion knows very well in his heart that once the ancient treasure is found, the alliance between them will be It is very fragile, and there will be a fight at that time.

"Brother Lion, don't trust the human race!" Jin Jinpeng's eyes were like lightning, full of hostility.

"Brother Lion, what Brother Peng said is true! How can you believe this treacherous human race." The strange snake's eyes showed killing intent, if it wasn't for the ban on martial arts here, it would have done it long ago.

"You and I have made a spiritual contract. Before finding the ancient treasure, we will attack and defend the alliance. After finding the ancient treasure, each will use his own means. The winner will get it. How about that?" The Son of Wuwei took out a spiritual contract and dropped it directly on the gold. In front of the nine-headed lion.

"You don't need to say much, I know the number." The golden nine-headed lion didn't talk nonsense, and stamped its paw on the spirit contract first. This is a great opportunity. Although it is dangerous, it is worth fighting for.

"Humans, it's best not to have dissent, or I'll tear you apart." The Golden Roc bird also imprinted its own mark and threatened.

"Hmph!" The strange snake was full of hostility, but it also imprinted its own mark. They were all headed by the golden nine-headed lion.

"If there is nothing else, let's start immediately." Wuwei Shengzi stood with his hands behind his back, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and he glanced at Kong Xuan'er, knowing it clearly.

"Let's go." The golden nine-headed lion walked towards the gate of space, his whole body full of majestic power.

The Strange Snake, the Golden Pengniao, Kong Xuan'er, and Wuwei Shengzi also headed outside. Although this five-member team has their own ideas, their combat power is beyond doubt.

When the figures of the few people left, a black crow suddenly grew to about five feet in size less than a hundred meters away, and its feathers and feathers looked like poured black iron, shining brightly under the scorching sun.

"Quack! Psychic ancient treasure, I, Dahei, will give you a praying mantis to catch cicadas, with the oriole behind."

When the black crow pierced through the void, Yun Chen's figure also escaped. Lao Huo looked at the direction in which the black crow disappeared, "Young master, ancient psychic treasure! Shall we send him a hunter to follow him?"

"Tch, look at you country bumpkin. It's just an ancient psychic treasure. I'll refine it in batches for you as much as you want. But you're right. Even if we don't use it, we can't let them get it."

Yun Chen stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Wu Wei and his party who disappeared, with an evil smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"What! Young master, what are you talking about? Refining in batches is an ancient psychic treasure! It is difficult for a holy soldier to refine an ancient treasure in his entire life!"

In Lao Huo's heart, it was as if tens of thousands of divine beasts were galloping past. If it got out, everyone would go crazy, but he always believed Yun Chen's words.

"I have no experience, thanks to the fact that you have lived for so many years, the so-called psychic ancient treasures are nothing at all. Just grab a living being, forcibly restrain the living soul, find suitable materials, and forge them with the method of divine refining. , put its living soul into it, and it becomes a psychic ancient treasure, the only limitation is that the material is relatively harsh. With that kind of time, I can refine a set of spirit pattern weapons."

Yun Chen simply dismissed the psychic ancient treasures, and in his eyes only the spiritual pattern arming was his pursuit.

"Young master, I always hear you mentioning the spirit pattern arm, what kind of spirit pattern arm is it!" Although Lao Huo has lived for countless years and his knowledge is extraordinary, it is much worse than Yunchen.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's talk about this issue later, let's follow." Yun Chen's figure disappeared immediately, following the figures of several people.

Followed all the way, always kept around a hundred feet, Yun Chen has now fully recovered, and his concealment means, no one can see at all, no matter the Wuwei party who is going forward, or the big black crow behind, no one has noticed that there is someone following behind.

"Young master, do you want to send a message talisman to Huang'er and Xueli to confirm their location?" Lao Huo said again, after all he was very worried about the safety of Xueli and Huang'er.

"Don't worry about them, this is also a good tempering for them themselves. When the nine inheritors gather and start the ultimate trial, they will show up."

At this time, it was almost evening, Wuwei and his party had stopped, and a bonfire was lit in the dark and silent night.

"Young master, when shall we strike?" Lao Huo knew Yun Chen's plan, so he stopped talking nonsense.

"No hurry, we'll talk when we get to the ground." Yun Chen lay down on the sand dune, closed his eyes, and recovered his physical strength.

Night, cool as water, silent.

Wuwei and his party gathered in front of the bonfire. Both sides had their own thoughts and were secretly on guard. The two sides had a very clear position from the very beginning. The outsiders and the indigenous creatures are like fire and water, and there must be a battle.

At this time, wind and sand were blowing up in the desert, gusts of sinister wind whistling, and sharp wailing sounds resounded throughout, like the roaring of evil spirits being tortured in eighteen levels of hell.

Chilling, fear spreading.

The golden nine-headed lion stood up in an instant, its eyes were like lightning, full of vigilance, its body was filled with golden light, and it was particularly conspicuous in the dark, "Damn it, go, this is the desert ghost."

"What, desert resentful spirit, let's go." Jin Pengniao's voice changed drastically, and there was a tremor in his heart. According to ancient legend, there is a great horror in the depths of this desert. Every time, resentful spirits will appear, invisible and invisible It is difficult to kill at all, once watched by him, he will fall into an infinite illusion, and finally be swallowed by the soul to death by the resentful spirit.

"I'm afraid I can't leave, you see."

The strange snake tensed up and its wings soared into the air. It looked at the black mist in all directions, filled with death and darkness, which made people extremely frightened.

"Damn it, if there are strong Buddhist and Confucianists here, what do mere resentful spirits mean? You can't love to fight, you must rush out." Wuwei's face remained quite calm, but there are countless of these resentful spirits. It is quite troublesome to be entangled.

"Human, who do you think you are, are you qualified to give orders to us?" The golden roc stood with its wings spread out, its whole body seemed to be plated with gold, and the monstrous blood energy filled the air, exuding a powerful killing power.

"That's enough, the enemy is in front of us, don't fight among us, humans, what can we do, tell us quickly." The golden nine-headed lion yelled, this human must have the means to resist.

"I practice the Thunder Technique, which can deter the spirits of resentment. Let me clear the way, with the saintess in the middle, and you are responsible for the left and right and the rear. I hope that we can let go of our prejudices and tide over the difficulties together."

Purple lightning flashed all over the body of Wuwei Shengzi, mixed with endless and terrifying power. Accompanied by a loud noise, the figure rushed out in an instant.

(End of this chapter)