On the other side, Liu Ming and Tongtian Sect Master traveled all the way, and finally came to the ancestral land of the Wu clan.

This place is a tribe of the Wu people.

Just as Liu Ming and Cult Master Tongtian approached, they saw an extremely burly big man walking over, pointing at Liu Ming and Cult Master Tongtian, and said loudly: "Who are you? This is the ancestral land of the Wu clan, don't trespass, or I will chop off your heads. come down!"

Japan and Europe! Sure enough, this witch clan’s head is full of muscle pimples, and if they meet, they will be killed! Liu Ming grinned and cupped his hands to the big man: “This fellow Daoist, I am Jiuquan Mountain. Cultivator Liu Ming, this is the person who intercepts the sect, we have come to see the eleven ancestral witches, and we have important things to talk about!"

There are no more witches in the future, so there are only eleven ancestral witches! The big man shook the big axe in his hand, and with an angry face, he shouted: "What daoist, my name is Xingtian, you didn't understand what I said. If you want to eat my axe, if you don’t know how to look, hurry up and get out of my way, otherwise don’t blame me for being merciless!”

Japan and Europe! It’s impossible to have a good conversation with this fellow! Liu Ming’s old face twitched and he said solemnly: “Xingtian, are you out of your mind? If you don’t want to beat me, just say that I’m in a bad mood, so I need to move my muscles and bones!”

When Xing Tian heard this, he was furious and shouted in a deep voice, "You are courting death!"

Saying that, Xing Tian swung the godly axe and slashed at Liu Ming with an axe.

This godly axe in Xingtian's hands is not an ordinary divine axe, it is transformed by the axe spirit of the god Pangu. .

The terrifying axe light, under the blessing of supreme power, directly broke through the void, and the axe light was cold, like a roaring lion, rushing towards Liu Ming.

Liu Ming snorted coldly, flipped his hand, and heavy drops of water appeared.

Just listen to "Whoa"

With a loud noise, the bead turned into a mighty giant, like a giant dragon, whistling to meet the godly axe of Xingtian.

The godly axe of Qianqi was washed upside down by the great river that was turned into by heavy water, and I don't know where it fell.

The mighty river, castrated, directly overturned Xing Tian's ramifications, fell backwards, and crashed into the mountains behind him.

Liu Ming took a step forward, and with a strong force on his arms, the muscles all over his body were knotted, he directly hugged Da He, and threw it out in the direction where Xing Tian fell.

Poor Xingtian just got up when he was smashed into the mountain again and fell down again.

Of course, this was also because Xing Tian was born and his bloodline had not fully awakened. Otherwise, Liu Ming would not have won so easily.

I saw Liu Ming jumped directly onto Xing Tian's body, aura flashing above his fists, like a hurricane, pouring down frantically.

Although the Wu clan's body is strong, they can't stand Liu Ming's fight like this! You must know that Liu Ming's foundation is solid and his cultivation is deep. This punch is more than ten thousand powerful. Can explode.

"Ow Oo"

The familiar scene was staged again, the scene of Liu Ming's violent beating for fear of leaving his grandson appeared again, but this time the target of the beating was Xing Tian.

The poor Xingtian who was beaten screamed and screamed, and his voice was shrill, like killing a pig.

On the side, Tongtian Sect Master grinned secretly and muttered: "It's too violent, it's too violent"

Liu Ming beat him violently for a while, until Xing Tian's old face was swollen into a pig's head. If he had an old mother, he probably wouldn't even know his mother, so Liu Ming stopped.

"He's meowing, tigers don't show their power, you are a sick cat in this seat!"

Liu Ming got up and kicked Xing Tian.

Xing Tian looked at Liu Ming in horror, the shadow area in his heart gradually expanded, and he secretly said: "Why is this fellow so violent than our Wu clan, he is simply a violent maniac?"

Sect Master Tongtian came over, looked at Liu Ming, and smiled bitterly: "Fellow Daoist Liu Ming, are you a little heavy?"

Liu Ming exercised his muscles, his whole body felt refreshed, and the previous unhappiness disappeared, and he laughed loudly: "Xiaotongtong, you don't know something, these stunned Wu people have to beat them to the ground before they can Convince you, or you have to reason with them, it doesn't make sense!"

Sect Master Tongtian was stunned for a moment, and then nodded his head deeply.

The Wu clan is used to being domineering in the prehistoric world, and if they see anyone unhappy, they will fist up each other, and many of them have been cut off from the sect and suffered harm.

They don't care who you are from the sage's disciple or the one who intercepts the sect's disciple, just fight it first! The Tongtian sect master is also helpless, and he has long wanted to teach the Wu clan a lesson, but he has never found an opportunity, so he and Liu Mingshen feel the same.

"Who dares to run wild in my witch clan!"

At this moment, a thunderous shout sounded.

Liu Ming and Tongtian Sect Master looked back, only to see a stream of light shot at an extremely fast speed, with a violent aura, like a peerless beast.

Ancestral Witch! Only Ancestral Witch has such a violent aura! Tongtian Sect Master snorted coldly, stretched out his big hand, and the vast mana poured out, forming an incomparably huge hand, covering it with one palm.

"boom"

There was only a loud bang, and a huge handprint deep pit with a radius of one million mu appeared on the ground.

The ancestral witch who was just... still extremely violent, was photographed in the deep pit, all fours turned up to the sky, his body was twitching, hissing sound came from his mouth, it was extremely miserable.

At this moment, another ten streamers shot in, and the streamers disappeared, but they were ten gods and demons with the same violent aura.

It was the other ten ten ancestral witches! One of the ancestral witches picked up the ancestral witch in the deep pit and exclaimed: "Zhu Rong, are you alright?"

"it's okay no problem"

Zu Wu Zhu Rong vomited blood, raised his head and looked at Tongtian Sect Master in horror.

There are not many people who can knock him down with a slap, only saints! So who is the saint in front of him and which of the six saints and twelve ancestors, only Houtu went to Zixiao Palace to hear the sermon, and the rest The eleven ancestral witches did not go to the Zixiao Palace to hear the sermon, so they did not know the Tongtian sect master.

Di Jiang glanced at the half-crippled Zhu Rong who was beaten, and was also taken aback. He raised his head and looked at Tongtian Sect Master in horror, and exclaimed: "You are Tong!"

As the eldest of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Di Jiang is well-informed, and unlike other Ancestral Witches, his brain is full of muscle pimples. Seeing that the Tongtian Cult Master is as sharp as an unsheathed sword, he guesses the identity of the Tongtian Cult Master.

Among the six saints, Nuwa is a woman, and the two Western saints are dressed by Westerners, so the leader of Tongtian can only be one of the three cleanliness.

As for who it is, according to legend, Tongtian sect masters swordsmanship, and through the imposing manner of Tongtian sect master, Di Jiang guessed one or two,

"Passenger!"

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