Honghuang: I have an invincible dojo

Chapter 22 The first time I met the Twelve Ancestral Witches, are you really a big Luo?

Chapter 22 Meeting the Twelve Ancestral Witches for the first time, are you really a big Luo?

"The Twelve Ancestral Witch!"

Without any introduction or words, Lin Hao recognized the identities of the twelve beings in front of him!

"This is?"

Lin Hao glanced at Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun, and suddenly realized that Zhen Yuanzi was just guarding against the Twelve Ancestral Witches before, right?
Shouldn't it?
His complexion suddenly became ugly.

"Book from the Ground!"

Seeing the appearance of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches, Zhen Yuanzi raised the book from the ground without hesitation.

The power of the earth surged out, instantly enveloping Wuzhuang Temple, him, and Hongyun.

But the power of the earth did not envelop Lin Hao, moreover, it also excluded him.

"I rely on!"

Lin Hao couldn't help but uttered a classic saying from later generations in Honghuang.

He looked at the twelve ancestral witches who came close in an instant from a distance, and felt dizzy for a while.

"Who are you?"

Di Jiang, who was the leader, looked at Lin Hao and shouted.

His voice, to Lin Hao's ears, was like rolling thunder, shaking the whole earth.

As for why he could recognize that it was Di Jiang, besides this guy's body, the layers of space fluctuations, who else could it be except the Space Ancestral Witch?
"Uh, I'm just passing by. If you have anything to do, you can solve it. It's none of my business."

Lin Hao said, if you guys want to fight, let's fight, don't get involved with the irrelevant people we passed by.

Just when he was about to leave, suddenly, a cloud of blue smoke enveloped his body.

The smoke made a hissing sound in the air.

"Too much!"

Looking at the ancestor witch who emitted the smoke, he had a human face and a beast body, with dog-like ears and green snakes hanging from his ears, he was the ancestor witch of poison.

Dijiang frowned when he saw She Bishi attack, but he didn't care, he was just a big Luo Jinxian.

A group of ancestral witches looked at Wuzhuang Temple.

"Zhen Yuanzi, hand over the innate spiritual root ginseng fruit, today, we will not make things difficult for you!"

The other ancestral witches didn't care about Lin Hao who was wrapped in the poisonous mist.

After all, he was just a big Luo Jinxian, shrouded in the poisonous mist of extravagant corpses, it is estimated that there is not even scum left!
But at this time, Lin Hao's clone was in the poisonous fog, but nothing happened.

On his body, strands of chaotic aura emerged, not only not being corroded by the poisonous mist, but slowly swallowing the poisonous mist.

If it wasn't for Lin Hao's control, the poisonous mist would have been completely swallowed by his body at this time.

However, the poisonous fog at this time was equivalent to a protective layer for Lin Hao. He stayed inside and looked outside like watching a play.

Zhen Yuanzi didn't pay any attention to Zu Wu's call.

"What does Zuwu want the innate spirit root for?"

Lin Hao was very curious. For Zu Wu, the innate spiritual root is useless, right?
After all, ancestral witches do not cultivate primordial spirits, but the power of bloodlines. Their strength is basically determined by the concentration of bloodlines in their bodies.

"Di Jiang, the news that the innate spiritual root can complement your primordial spirit is false!"

Zhen Yuanzi's voice came from the Wuzhuang Temple, "The spiritual root has been combined with the earth and turned into a ginseng fruit tree. You should retreat!"

Hearing Zhen Yuanzi's words, not only did Di Jiang and other ancestral witches not retreat, but instead they looked angry.

"Zhen Yuanzi, you are courting death!"

The twelve ancestral witches are urging the avenues they have mastered.

The phantom of the twelve avenues emerged, standing behind Zuwu, and the twelve avenues smashed towards the power of the earth that protected the Wuzhuang Temple.

At this moment, the situation is changing, and the sun and the moon are dark.

In the whole world, it seems that there are only twelve bright avenues left.

Twelve beams of brilliance fell on the power of the earth.

Layer upon layer of ripples appeared.

However, the power of the earth protecting Wuzhuang Temple was not damaged in the slightest.

"Di Jiang, you can't break my defense!"

Zhen Yuanzi's voice came again, "You twelve ancestor witches are indeed very strong. Together, 12 of you are almost invincible in the prehistoric world, but the power of the earth is endless, unless you smash the entire prehistoric continent."

"Go back, today's matter, I won't care about it with you!"

Hearing his words, the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not retreat, but intensified their attacks.

But just as Zhen Yuanzi said, the attacks of the Twelve Ancestral Witches can't help the power of the earth at all!
At this time, in Wuzhuang Temple, a towering tree suddenly emitted endless brilliance.

"Di Jiang, the spiritual root has grown into a fruit tree, even if you dig it out, it won't work, so go away!"

Zhen Yuanzi's voice came again.

In fact, he is also very helpless. In defense, relying on the endless power of the earth, he is almost invincible, but in attack, he is just a very ordinary quasi-sage, who can't do anything to the Twelve Ancestral Witches at all.

And the Twelve Ancestral Witches stared at Wuzhuang Temple, which was shrouded in the power of the earth, and attacked again with hatred.

However, the attack was again fruitless.

Looking at the towering giant tree, Di Jiang's face was full of unwillingness.

Their witch clan has no soul and cannot cultivate soul. Although the ancestor witch was born as the pinnacle of the quasi-sage, the soul is weak, relying only on pure physical strength, the flaws are obvious.

Moreover, due to the lack of the power of the primordial spirit, the quasi-sage peak is already the peak they can reach, and they cannot go any further.

There are rumors in the wild that the innate spiritual roots can fill in the vacancy of their primordial spirits and make their primordial spirits stronger, so the Twelve Ancestral Witches approached Zhen Yuanzi!
And Zhen Yuanzi also heard this rumor, he was naturally unwilling to give the ginseng fruit to Zu Wu, so he found his best friend Hongyun, and planned to plant the ginseng fruit and catalyze it into a human fruit tree.

"Zhen Yuanzi, today's business is endless!"

A thunderous sound came from the mouths of the ancestor witches.

But they didn't stay any longer. After all, this innate spiritual root had already turned into a fruit tree, so even if it was pulled out, it would be useless.

The most important thing is that they can't break through Zhen Yuanzi's defense, and it's useless to stay here.

Seeing these figures leave, Lin Hao was relieved.

And just when he was about to disperse the poisonous mist, a stream of red light shot out from the Wuzhuang Temple.

"Hey, you said that you are also unlucky. You finally cultivated the Daoguo, and you died accidentally like this."

"Today, old Taoist, I will collect the corpse for you. If there are no bones left, this poisonous mist will be regarded as you, and I will set up a tomb for you."

The ancestor Hongyun talked all the way, walked to the body of the poisonous mist where Lin Hao's avatar was, and took out a gourd, ready to absorb the poisonous mist.

As for him still alive?

Patriarch Hongyun didn't have this idea at all.

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi also appeared beside the cloud of poisonous mist with a blank face.

He looked at the poisonous mist, and finally showed some apology, "I thought this person was in the same group as Zu Wu."

"This guy is a monk, how could he be with that group of guys whose brains are full of muscles?"

"It's just a pity that a big Luo Jinxian was given by that guy like Shebishi."

At this moment, the poisonous mist dispersed.

Lin Hao's figure appeared in front of Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi.

Looking at the intact Lin Hao, Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun's first reaction was to jump back suddenly, and at the same time, the force of the earth instantly enveloped them and Wuzhuang Temple.

The two looked around vigilantly, preventing the Twelve Ancestral Witches from making a comeback again.

"Hey, let me say, weren't you two full of guilt just now? Why are you doing this again!"

Seeing their vigilance, Lin Hao was speechless.

As for the figure of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, if they returned, would they not be able to find it?

The ancestor witches don't cultivate the primordial spirit, and they don't use spells beyond their control. They attack everything, and they are all straight.

"Cough cough cough."

The ancestor Hongyun looked around and found that there was nothing unusual, so he walked out of the force of the earth with an embarrassed face and walked towards Lin Hao.

And Zhen Yuanzi also followed behind him.

"The poisonous mist sprayed by Shebi Corpse does not seem to be fake. Du Fan, a Da Luo Jinxian, should be more than enough, but you are unscathed. Are you really just a Da Luo Jinxian?"

Hong Yun circled Lin Hao's body twice, and after confirming that he was unharmed, asked curiously.

But as soon as he asked, Zhen Yuanzi pulled him, "Hong Yun, you shouldn't ask about such things!"

Although Lin Hao is only a great Luo Jinxian, just now, Lin Hao was implicated by them and suffered a poisonous mist from Shebishi.

And he and Hong Yun are naturally not very vicious people, otherwise, Hong Yun would not be known as a good old man.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhen Yuanzi said to Lin Hao, "Since you appeared here at this time, it is also fate, but you suffered a lot because of our involvement, how about it, the ginseng fruit on the ginseng fruit tree is Here's one for you! Come in with me!"

(End of this chapter)