Qingyuan Immortal Palace

Apparently the monk in brocade robes had been fighting with Nopo for hundreds of years and knew his character very well, so he could anger him accurately.

His younger sister Mu Ling'er was undoubtedly Nuopo's weak point. This monk in brocade robes deliberately did this to instantly arouse his hatred. Just for a moment, an extremely powerful aura suddenly erupted from Nuopo's body.

Because of the ancient ancestral witch bloodline, Nuopo's Ao Tian Zhan Yi Jue and Ancestral Wu Zhan Tian Jue both contain a special power, that is, the angrier he is, the greater his potential will be stimulated.

It is estimated that this is adhering to the will of the ancient ancestral witch. In the beginning, the ancient ancestral witch had the ambition to compete with the heaven and the earth and look down upon the demon court in the sky. Moreover, the ancestral witch was originally transformed into the flesh and blood of the great god Pangu, and he was also the orthodox of heaven, so he naturally had this confidence.

Moreover, the twelve ancestral witches can summon the Pangu Dharma by joining forces, and unleash such extraordinary power that even the ancient saints are afraid of them.

It’s just that the original Twelve Ancestral Witches didn’t have souls and couldn’t practice the way of killing three corpses to prove the Tao. Of course, they liked to solve problems with violence, and naturally they didn’t look for ways to become saints through merit. They just wanted to continue the journey of Pangu to prove the Tao with force. Way, but although they also have some of the power of Pangu, it is far from enough, so they have never been able to become saints.

The ruler of the world at that time was the Ancient Demon Court, and they were very unhappy with the extremely powerful race of the Wu Clan. Moreover, the witch clan often hunted the demon clan for food. Hou Yi, the great witch, even shot and killed nine golden crows of the demon clan, so that the lich war ushered in another great disaster.

After this time, the Eastern Emperor and Demon Emperor fell, and the twelve ancestral witches fell to eleven. It can be said that both sides suffered losses. But the arrogance and unyielding will of the Wu Clan Zhantian have been inherited.

Therefore, after Nuopo practiced the Ancestral Witch War Technique, he was able to unleash the potential of the witch clan with anger, and his strength was greatly improved.

"Angry, anger, anger!" Nuopo yelled, his eyes turning red with anger.

Originally, he had some feelings of sympathy for the brocade-robed monk, but at this time, these emotions were washed away by anger.

"I thought you were a nobody, but I didn't expect you to have such perverse thoughts towards my sister! I'm so angry!" Nopo felt as if he had been fooled, and the anger in his heart immediately escalated to several levels.

"Buzz..." A majestic breath suddenly burst out from Nuo Po's body.

At this time, Nuo Po's muscles were all tangled, erupting with extremely terrifying power. The halberd in his hand actually began to condense layers of law power. The power of his offensive moves is also increasing.

"Haha, I finally look like my witch clan!" The brocade-robed monk was obviously very satisfied. Although he was deliberately leading Nuopo to be angry, hoping to stimulate Nuopo's potential, what he didn't expect was that at this time, Nuopo was directly angry.

As the aura he burst out began to surge, huge ancestral witchcraft signs appeared behind him. It seemed to be the python-headed Gonggong ancestral witch covered in black scales, the faceless Di Jiang ancestral witch with a yellow sac, red as red fire, six legs and four wings, or a human face and a tiger body. Wearing golden scales and growing wings, the Ancestral Witch of Lishou...

The phantoms of the ancestral witches loomed behind him, which made the monks in brocade robes a little stunned. "Oops, this time it seems that the stimulation was too great for him, and he lost his temper?" The brocade-robed monk became a little uneasy. But there was nothing he could do to make Nopo stop.

"You want to touch my sister, I will fight with you!" As he spoke, his red eyes were fixed on the monk in brocade robes, and he danced his halberd like a falling meteor, instantly burning up brilliant fireworks.

The power on his body was like a comet colliding, directly piercing the sky with extremely terrifying power.

Nuopo's posture seemed to want to directly poke a big hole in the brocade-robed monk in front of him, together with the reincarnation fairyland.

"How is it possible...how could he be favored by so many ancestral witches..." The brocade-robed monk was obviously caught off guard. "This guy's witch bloodline is not pure to begin with. Why are there so many shadows of ancestral witches behind him?"

Moreover, the power of these phantoms and Nuobo's anger seemed to fit together perfectly, and the phantoms of all the ancestral witches actually began to overlap with Nuopo's movements.

"Blessed by the ancestral witch! How is this possible?" The golden-robed monk's eyes widened unconsciously.

At the same time, even the white-haired Po Meng who was in the Immortal City of Samsara showed a look of astonishment and unconsciously directed her spiritual thoughts towards her. "It's brothers..." The softest part of my heart was touched by an inexplicable power for a while, and I couldn't help but burst into tears for a while.

Suddenly, the monk in brocade robes also began to have his own understanding: "The inheritance of the Witch Clan is not in the blood, but in the heart. At this time, his intention is to protect his sister...protect his sister..."

The brocade-robed monk suddenly thought that according to ancient records, during the war between the witches and the witches, the youngest of the twelve ancestral witches, Hou Tu, was in great danger. Therefore, in order to save his sister, the eleven ancestral witches Choose to fight to the death.

"It turns out that this guy's thoughts unexpectedly resonated with the thoughts of the fallen eleventh ancestral witch, and they actually reached a mysterious agreement..." The brocade-robed monk did not expect that he was just trying to provoke Nuo. Po's anger stimulated his witch clan potential, but he didn't expect such a mysterious effect to occur all of a sudden.

Just when the brocade monk was still thinking, he felt that Nuo Po's power had increased by dozens of times. His defensive divine light could not withstand Nuo Po's attack. He was directly picked up by the long halberd. With a sound of "whoosh...", he felt that he was ascending to heaven...

It was like a child who wanted to blow up a manure pit, but he ignited the methane gas in the sewer and was directly blown up to the sky.

At this time, the brocade monk was picked up in front of everyone. He also had to save face. Such a scene was simply using his face to wipe his ass, which made many ghosts by the Weak Water River stunned.

"Wow... I'm so angry!" The brocade monk was furious. "Do you think I'm made of mud!"

The brocade monk shouted loudly, and the aura on his body began to surge. Soon the power he burst out was almost the same as Nuo Po, and even slightly stronger than Nuo Po.

The two of them started fighting again, neither of them giving in. The space shock caused by the battle between the two made the entire fairyland space tremble a little, and the aura became stronger and stronger.

The river of weak water below the two of them also seemed to be attracted, and began to roll up huge waves, and these waves contained a strong power of law.