The cultivation of the strongest ancestor

Wu Lin shuttled back and forth in the mirror.

Ye Renjie just stood in place, closing his eyes and comprehending the power brought by innate spiritual sense.

In his eyes, he could see the passage of time.

It's slow.

Everything in the world is like a turtle crawling.

At the same time, he also noticed that in the spaceship where Wu Lin came down, there was another person, whose aura was huge, which made him feel suffocated.

At the same time, a hundred meters away, there is a woman who is also very strong, and where she is located, flowers are blooming everywhere, and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing.

It can be called a strange woman in the world.

He opened his eyes.

I have a new understanding of Wu Lin's mirror technique.

With a shallow smile, he knew how to break the deadlock.

"Shenxiao Thunder Method Fourth Form: Thunder Tongtian!" Ye

Renjie suddenly squatted down, slapped the ground with both hands, and spiritual power poured into the ground from his body.

Thundered.

The thunder was dull.

Coming from underground.

At the same time, the sky was covered with dark clouds.

Razers roll through the clouds.

Thundered.

The sky is thundering.

The mines are ferocious and intimidating.

The thunder of the sky eliminates evil and destroys all the sneaky.

The sky was thundering like rain, rolling down.

Mines are everywhere

, thunder is thundering, booming,

thunder is falling.

A large array suddenly rose above the port, like an upside-down glass bowl,

which was a formation set up to protect the port from being destroyed.

Thunderbolts, all smashed on the big array.

A flash of inspiration.

There were law enforcement officers in the port who rushed out, and when they saw the thunderstorm in the sky, they were dumbfounded.

"This, this, this and this ......"

couldn't say a word, just because the thunderstorm in front of him was too terrifying.

I'm afraid that the Jindan period monks will cross the catastrophe, and that's it.

The formation couldn't withstand the ferocity of the thunderstorm, and it was disintegrating inch by inch.

Click!

The formation was completely shattered.

The thunderstorm fell to the ground with a bang.

The innate spiritual sense slowed everything down, and Ye Renjie calmly avoided all the thunder.

The ghosts and monsters on the ground were destroyed, and the eyes were devastated.

Everything is empty.

The four mirrors around Ye Renjie were all eliminated.

Wu Lin was directly hit from it, and the whole person flew out dozens of meters like a kite with a broken line.

Poof!

As soon as he fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The jade armor on his chest was shattered.

He

staggered up from the ground, looked at Ye Renjie in a daze, and said coldly: "I admit that you are very strong, but I must kill you!"

The whole person had fallen into a state of madness, his eyes were blood-red, his hair was scattered, and his face was hideous.

There was an inexplicable momentum on his body that was rising steadily, and spiritual power was surging towards his body in all directions.

Ye Renjie frowned, and with his innate spiritual sense, he could clearly see that there was an extra soul in Wu Lin's body.

"Do you know what my surname is?" Wu Lin smirked, "Because I am a descendant of the witch god!"

A palpitating spiritual power emanated from within him.

No.

It can't be called spiritual power anymore, it should be divine power! It's

like a god coming into the world!

The long hair is graying inch by inch.

The skin begins to harden, like scales.

His eyes gradually turned black.

Jie Ji ......

A grim laugh came out of his mouth, not like a human voice.

Whew!

The wind is blowing.

From behind Ye Renjie, a figure appeared.

It's extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared beside Wu Lin.

It was a thin old man wrapped in a black robe, with a hooked nose and a gloomy face, which gave people an uncomfortable feeling at a glance.

I saw that he pressed his hand on Wu Lin's shoulder.

Suddenly, the momentum on Wu Lin's body stopped.

His face softened, and his long hair returned to its original black inch by inch.

After a while, he regained his senses, and when he saw the black-robed old man, he said sharply: "I said that I don't need you to interfere, what are you doing?" "

Young master, the master said that you can't use witchcraft now, otherwise the gods will occupy your body, and you will become a walking corpse." "

Witchcraft, only the Witch Clan can use it.

It's an extremely strange existence.

Please possess the gods.

Gain great power in a short period of time, and the gods will fulfill the user's wish at that time.

But the side effects are enormous, and the power is exchanged for equal value.

Not only is it extremely taxing on the body, but it is also easy to hurt the spirit.

Those who are not cultivated enough will even directly become a walking corpse and disappear from the world.

Wu Lin glared at Ye Renjie and said viciously: "I must let him die!" Ye Renjie

was completely speechless, "I don't remember having such a big hatred with you, right?"

The Ye family has never intersected with rumored characters like Wu Ling in a small border town.

I haven't even seen one side of it, let alone have a grudge.

And this kind of hatred, even if it is said that Ye Renjie killed his whole family, everyone believes it.

Wu Lin said viciously: "Because you are the Ye family, you must die!" Ye

Renjie was stunned.

What kind of world is this?

The Ye family has been doing their duty for many years, and they actually have such a frenzied enemy.

At this point, there is nothing more to say.

This feud cannot be resolved.

The old man looked at Ye Renjie, "Young master, he will leave it to the old man." The

next moment, his body rioted.

The speed was extremely fast, leaving only afterimages.

In an instant, it was pasted to Ye Renjie's body.

Hand claw-shaped.

The Black Tiger digs out his heart!

The momentum is fierce, but in Ye Renjie's eyes, it is too slow, it is too slow!

Ye Renjie, who has innate spiritual sense, can even see through the passage of time.

Gently sideways, directly avoiding his claw.

"Huh?"

The black-robed old man was stunned, it was the first time he had seen a Qi cultivation period monk avoid his claw.

Immediately after, another claw was pulled.

Ye Renjie calmly dodged.

Just right every time.

Smack!

A backhand slap slapped the black-robed old man in the face.

used Ye Renjie's whole body spiritual power.

The black-robed old man stood on the spot, and then his face turned red, and he glared at Ye Renjie viciously, a little angry.

He was a dignified Jindan stage monk, and it was the first time that he was slapped in the face by a Qi refining stage monk!

"Die!" "

Ghost Claw Seventy-two Styles First Form: Eagle Claw." "

Spiritual power turns into a wind.

His hands were like eagle's talons, covered with scales, and his nails were suddenly elongated.

A claw gripped it, and the void was twisting.

But Ye Renjie just calmly dodged, and even yawned.

"You can't, it's too slow. With

that slap just now, Ye Renjie already knew that he was far from being the opponent of this black-robed old man.

Although I haven't beaten it, it's still okay to taunt.

The speed of the black-robed old man suddenly increased.

The spiritual power of the fingertips became more and more ferocious.

just can't beat Ye Renjie.

"Ahh

Suddenly flowers bloomed everywhere.

Floral scent.

In the distance, there is a beautiful girl, like a fairy walking out of the painting, leading a small sika deer and walking away barefoot.

Step on the flowers, barefoot without staining dust.

looked at the black-robed old man and said, "You're so old, bullying a teenager, isn't it okay?"