Yuantian

"not good."

"My lord!" Not only Zhu Ren, but also the expressions of the two sorcerers following him also changed.

They are responsible for protecting Zhu Ren.

And in the main city of the tribe, with their strength and Zhu Ren's background, it is logical that they are extremely safe, and no one dares to provoke them.

But today, apparently hit the iron plate.

"Me?" Zhu Ren is just a newcomer to the sorcerer, a playboy who has never experienced any life-and-death battles.

"call!"

"Huh!" The two peak sorcerers erupted instantly, and their bodies suddenly began to grow huge, trying to resist Hou Tong's attack.

But the distance is too close.

Houtong is a peak witch general? He has been trained by witch gods and senior witches all year round, how could he make such a low-level mistake in close quarters?

"Peng~" "Peng~" The giant palm that was whipped out split into several giant palms of flesh and blood in an instant, and two of the big hands directly pinched the two peak sorcerers. , but they couldn't move a bit, which made them look terrified.

With their peak sorcerer strength, they have no power to resist?

same moment.

"Peng~"

The biggest giant palm passed through the crowd and pinched Zhu Ren in an instant, as if pinching a small bug, it completely enveloped him in an instant, making no sound at all.

"噗嗤~" It was like the sound of a meat worm being crushed.

The giant palm opened, and weapons, armor, etc. were thrown to the ground, and there were still a lot of residual meat.

Zhu Ren, die!

In the sanctuary realm, you can be reborn from a drop of blood, and you must strangle all flesh and blood, which can be called an immortal body; but in the mountain and river realm, although you can pierce the head and heart, it is far from that miraculous. If you split the mountains and rivers in your body, you can kill them quickly.

"Peng~" "Peng~" The two sorcerers at the peak level and several ordinary attendants were whipped and thrown away, like dead dogs, they all flew out of the courtyard.

For Hou Tong, it is enough to kill only one Zhu Ren.

entourage? No need to hurt your life.

And this scene also made a large number of tribal nobles who had joined in the fun to auction stupefied, unable to believe the scene in front of them.

no doubt!

This seemingly inconspicuous red-clothed maid is actually a terrifying existence with incomparable strength.

"Let's go."

"escape."

"Hurry up and report to the witch general." Those followers turned into streams of light and left the courtyard in horror.

In the courtyard, there was silence.

"Everyone, all right, the troublemakers have been cleared up, let's continue the auction." Hou Tong said calmly, her breath returned to normal, as if she really only killed a bedbug just now.

However, everyone looked at the pile of minced meat not far away, and subconsciously swallowed.

auction?

Where do they still have the intention of auctioning?

Most of these so-called tribal nobles are only from the sorcerer family, and most of them are only sorcerers, and they are only obsessed with other things because of their low talent.

Far from being the true ruler of the tribe.

A real strong man who concentrates on cultivation, where would he come to watch the works of a so-called master sculptor?

Even if you want to see it, you usually just call it to the mansion.

The status of a master of art is very high in the eyes of ordinary witches, but in the eyes of real big shots? Not worth mentioning.

"Xiaotong, let them go." Wu Yuan who was not far away suddenly said.

"Okay." Hou Tong Wu Jiang frowned slightly, but still said: "Okay, the young master has spoken, you go."

"Thank you Master Qianshan."

"Thank you Master."

"Let's go." In the blink of an eye, the hundreds of people surrounding the square dispersed and fled in all directions.

They could see that this master Qianshan had a great background, and even the maids under his command were very strong.

but!

This is the Juhong tribe, with the power of witch generals, and within the tribe, how can ordinary strong people be presumptuous?

The courtyard quickly became empty.

Whoosh!

Hou Tong dodged and came to face Wu Yuan, Hou Tu Wushen, and Hou Zhi Shang Wu. She snorted, "It's not fun."

Wu Yuan and the others looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Many tribes of the Wu clan seem to be slacking off again." Houzhi Shangwu said with emotion.

"Um."

"The Witch Fairy War is over, and our Wu Clan has won a big victory, and we have already suppressed the Clan, and most of the area has not been affected by the war." Hou Tu Wushen said in a low voice: "Without foreign troubles, the internal strife and the atmosphere of pleasure will naturally disappear. Gradually rise."

"All systems will gradually decay, this is normal." Wu Yuan on the side also said indifferently.

The three of them, how do they exist?

They are all at the highest level of the ancient Wu tribe. They have traveled all the way across the land, passing through a large number of tribes of the Wu tribe, and met many dudes, as well as some seemingly powerful tribes that have actually become rotten inside.

I have learned a lot.

Like Zhu Ren? It's just that he was an inconspicuous one among the many dandies they encountered. He only wanted to "exchange" the source crystal for the maid, but he didn't develop to the point of grabbing it on the spot.

And in some witch tribes, except for a few strong men and bloodline tribesmen, other witches are almost like slaves.

There are few such tribes, but there are.

"My witch clan is united, passionate, and warlike in our bones, but there are many things in our human nature that cannot be avoided." Hou Zhi Shangwu said: "The only thing that can be done is to inspect and change over and over again to form a system. "

"The strong should have privileges, but such privileges should be restrained, not unscrupulously expanded." Afterwards, he insisted on witchcraft.

Both Wu Yuan and Houtu Wushen couldn't help but nodded. On this point, they obviously reached a consensus.

suddenly.

"Houfeng Wushen, when are you leaving?" Houtu Wushen said with a smile: "This place has been exposed, it's time to change places."

"Um."

"It's impossible for the few of us to sort out the entire ancient Wu tribe, but since we met in this tribe, let's take care of it." Wu Yuan said with a faint smile: "However, we can be regarded as meeting acquaintances, so we don't have to come forward in person. gone."

"Well, it's an acquaintance."

"Let's go!"

There wasn't much to clean up, so Wu Yuan, Houtu Wushen, Houzhi Shangwu, and Houtong turned into streamers and left.

As for the Thunder Beast statue? But he stayed where he was.

With their strength, they left quietly without even disturbing the guardian formation of this middle-level tribe.

...

As a medium-sized tribe, the Juhong tribe covers a rather large area, exceeding one hundred thousand miles.

Inside a large palace.

A banquet is being held.

"What? My child 'Zhu Ren' died? Was he killed directly?" The host of the banquet, Zhu Yan Wujiang, showed a trace of anger on his face.

He listened to the report of his subordinates.

Yes, he has several sons, Zhu Ren is just the most inconspicuous among them, he doesn't care too much, and doesn't expect him to be very successful.

but!

No matter how he didn't care, that was also his own son. Hearing that his son was killed, his heart was naturally filled with anger.

"Go, let's go and see, who is so bold as to dare to act presumptuously in the main city of the tribe?" General Zhu Yan got up and wanted to go out.

suddenly.

Hum~ A terrible oppression descended in an instant, and the powerful coercion made Zhu Yan, who had just stood up, sit down again, with a trace of panic in his eyes.

What level of oppression is this?

Such oppression also caused dozens of sorcerers at the banquet to collapse to the ground, terrified.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

In the high sky of the hall, three figures appeared, the leader was an old man in black robe, followed by two purple robed men, a man and a woman.

"Patriarch?" The witch general Zhu Yan looked at the middle-aged man in the purple robe who looked like a follower in confusion.

The head of your own family is like a follower?

What kind of existence is that old man in black robe?

"Zhu Yan, you made a big mistake, can you be convicted?" the middle-aged man in purple robe glared at Zhu Yan, and sternly reprimanded him.

Zhu Yanwu will become more and more confused, but how old and cunning is he?

It was faintly understood in an instant.

Did my son provoke a terrifying existence? Is it the black-robed old man in front of me, or the earth witch?

Plop!

"Patriarch! I was wrong."

Ignoring the gazes of everyone present, Zhuyan Wujiang suddenly turned over and knelt heavily on the ground. His eyes were red and he cried bitterly: "I was wrong, I was wrong! I have no way to teach my son, which caused him to violate many laws and regulations. According to the family rules, the patriarch will be punished severely."

There was silence.

Those sorcerers who were limp on the ground were all dumbfounded at this scene.

The powerful Zhuyan witch general in their hearts, that's it?

"Gu Hong, the people under your command are interesting. You deserve to be able to teach such a son." The black-robed old man shook his head slightly, and glanced at the purple-robed middle-aged man: "Your tribe still has room for improvement."

The middle-aged man in the purple robe had faint sweat on his forehead, and said in a low voice: "Old man, I was negligent."

The black-robed old man was a local shaman veteran of the high-level shaman tribe to which the Juhong tribe was attached.

General Ju Hong, who also came out of this high-level witch department, opened up his own tribe.

In the past few days, it happened that this elder came to the Juhong tribe.

He is also an acquaintance of Wu Yuan and Houtu Wushen.

"Come on, Gou Hong, I will forgive you for your first offence, and those seniors didn't pursue it." The black-robed old man said lightly.

"Thank you, old man." Ju Hongwu Jiang heaved a sigh of relief.

"As for you?"

The old man in black glanced at the witch general Zhu Yan who was holding his breath below: "If I don't kill you, I will send you a 'frontier army' for 30,000 years."

Zhu Yanwu will change his face.

The witch clan is scattered across the land, and there are 'frontier troops', most of whom come from the Tianwu tribe and many high-level witch tribes, forming teams to patrol the land and strangle some resistance and rebellion of the major races.

But normally speaking, it usually takes three thousand years for witch generals to enter the frontier army.

Thirty thousand years?

You know, General Zhu Yan has lived for tens of thousands of years, and his remaining lifespan is less than 20,000 years, which is equivalent to a life sentence.

Unless you break through and become an earth witch.

"Zhu Yan, why don't you thank the elder for your generosity?" The middle-aged man in purple robe shouted angrily.

"Zhu Yan, thank you, elder." The witch general Zhu Yan said in a low voice, feeling extremely aggrieved in his heart, but he didn't dare to disobey in the slightest.

Violation?

Just die!

Soon, General Zhu Yan packed up his things and left without taking any subordinates with him to report to the frontier garrison.

Inside the palace.

Many of the original sorcerers have left.

"Old man, what's going on?" The middle-aged man in the purple robe couldn't help but said, "Who is that mysterious senior who killed Zhu Ren?"

Until now, he was a little confused.

It's so weird.

He was caught by the black-robed old man hastily, what was the specific situation? Haven't figured it out yet.

"It's the most peak existence of my barren ancient witch clan." The eyes of the black-robed old man were full of reverence, and he said immediately: "Who is it, don't ask."

"This time, you are lucky."

"Back then, I only saw it from a distance." The black-robed old man recalled the Witch God celebration a hundred years ago.

He was fortunate enough to meet Wu Yuan and Houtu Wushen, and he remembered the breath of the gods.

so.

Just now, when he swept away his consciousness and sensed the aura deliberately released by Wu Yuan and Houtu Wushen, he was taken aback.

"The most peak existence? Is it a witch god?" The middle-aged man in the purple robe stared with horror in his heart.

Such a super existence unexpectedly came to his tribe unknowingly?

he understands.

This time, it was indeed his luck.

...

Soon, hundreds of millions of miles away from the Juhong tribe, on the land below, there was a race with a very prosperous civilization.

Wu Yuan, Houtu Wushen and the others were suspended in the sky, looking down.

"Wenlong clan? Interesting." Wu Yuan smiled slightly.

"Among all races, many race civilizations have their own characteristics. Therefore, although our Wu Clan rules the land, we have not exterminated them." Hou Tu Wu said: "This Wenlong Clan looks like a 'Dragon Clan', but in fact it is extremely weak , it is extremely difficult to become a cultivator, but they like nature, and civilization itself is very unique, especially 'painting the way'."

Wu Yuan nodded lightly, and said with a smile, "Then let's stay in the Wenlong clan for a few days."

"Continue to stone carving?" Hou Tong Wujiang teased.

"It's not stone carving, it's cultivation." Wu Yuan glanced at Hou Tong and said with a smile, "However, let's draw this time."

"Painting is also practice."

"However, Xiaotong, you can continue to be a good maid. Every time I finish a painting, you will auction it off." Wu Yuan laughed.

Hou Tong Wujiang frowned: "It's me every time."

"It's not you, who is it? You are the weakest among us." Wu Yuan said with a smile: "Not convinced? Who can knock down among us."

Houtong witch general hummed, but didn't say anything else.

The Wu family has big fists.

This is customary.

...Wu Yuan and the others stayed in the Wenlong clan with peace of mind, their figures changed, and they became an inconspicuous painter.

Just two years.

"Grandmaster Wanliu's paintings have reached an extraordinary state."

"Painting saint."

"The Saint of Wanliu Painting." Wu Yuan's paintings were famous throughout the Wenlong clan, causing countless literati and inkmen of the entire race to chase after him.

"Picture of Divine Beast."

"Well, Master Wanliu's picture of the beast is the most vivid. It is clearly a painting, but it seems to come alive. It is incredible."

The so-called Divine Beast Map is actually a Thunder Beast Map.

Year after year, Wu Yuan quietly left with Houtong and Houtu Wushen and continued to other areas.

that's all.

Wu Yuan walked in the barren land. For the first hundred years, he mostly stopped and wandered, observing the mountains and rivers.

But in the second hundred years, he started to 'create', wood carving, stone carving, painting, calligraphy, refining tools, alchemy and so on.

Different so-called "arts" have become the ways and means for him to study the way of life.

Inadvertently, let him leave countless legends.

And the different races and life of all things in the vast land will show the indistinguishable characteristics and characteristics of life in the process of evolution and growth, and the process of civilization's prosperity and development.

It opened Wu Yuan's eyes and made him intoxicated.

"Life is the purest creation in the world. If there is no life, how lonely would everything be?" Wu Yuan realized this more and more.

Only when there is life, can there be wonderful mysteries between heaven and earth.

In the blink of an eye, decades passed, Wu Yuan changed his thinking again, and he began to go deep into several common civilizations.

Instead of following the path of art, he pretended to be a 'general', 'businessman', 'carpenter' and so on.

When in power, there is no end to resourcefulness.

When you are a general, lead by example.

And when he became a low-level person, Wu Yuan also seemed to really lose his mana, and became more ordinary people, able to endure all kinds of humbleness and injustice.

This scene amazed the Houtu Wushen, Houzhishangwu and others who were waiting in secret.

They all ask themselves, can't do this.

They were full of doubts in their hearts, what was the Houfeng witch god trying to comprehend? Want to trample on yourself like this?

This kind of cultivation method was unheard of by them.

"To experience the splendor of different lives, and to truly calm down, you will realize that the greatness of life is also the insignificance of life." This is the way Wu Yuan wants to grasp in the dark.

Such an experience.

He didn't seem to have intentionally cultivated any secret technique or comprehended the laws of life, but Wu Yuan's progress in the laws of life did not slow down at all, and even tended to become faster and faster.

Enlightenment is cultivation.

The world of mortals is also cultivation.

With the improvement of Taoism, Wu Yuan's mind also became stronger and more complete, showing a faint tendency of transformation.

... Time flies like water. After leaving the Tianwu tribe and traveling for about 160 years, Wu Yuan finally returned to the beginning.

He stopped pretending to be different identities.

Let alone feel about different civilizations and tribes.

Instead, he began to travel the vast land again to see different wonderful things. Occasionally, he would stop for ten days and a half when he passed a mountain.

Sometimes passing by a big river, he would fish Xu Xu.

Sometimes when he passed a big tree, he would sit under the tree for a long time, seeming to be in deep thought or sleeping.

All kinds of cultivation methods made the accompanying Wushen Houtu and Shangwu Houzhi more and more incomprehensible.

However, from the beginning to the end, like Hou Tong, although she complained, she followed Wu Yuan all the time and never really thought about leaving.

finally.

On a wasteland, when passing by a towering mountain, Wu Yuan stopped and came to the top of the mountain.

Sit cross-legged.

This sitting is ten years.

Until one day, a hazy aura of Tao enveloped Wu Yuan, waking up Hou Tong and Hou Tu Wushen who were also meditating not far away.

Everyone stared at Wu Yuan dumbfounded.

because!

Around Wu Yuan's body, faint streaks of dao patterns emerged, followed by the convergence of heaven and earth spiritual energy, faintly forming a beast figure.

It growled.

He rubbed against Wu Yuan's body intimately again, as if a child saw his mother, but soon, the figure that gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth quickly dispersed.

"This is?"

"Thunder beast!"

"The aura of heaven and earth gathers to form a revived Thunder Beast?"

"It's exactly the same as the Thunder Beast carved by Houfeng Sorcerer God." The most powerful Houtu Sorcerer God was extremely shocked.

This scene, as if they were creating life, made them feel incredible.

life!

It was conceived by the heavens and the earth, formed and born through natural operation. Even the created life of some strong people is mostly improved on the basis of the original life.

Not created out of thin air.

"What are you looking at?"

Not far away, Wu Yuan stood up, the aura of Tao around him dissipated, and looked at them with a smile.

Several people looked at each other.

"The Thunder Beast just now?" Hou Tong couldn't help but ask.

"It's just an illusion, and I endowed it with a trace of spirituality." Wu Yuan said with a faint smile: "It cannot last long, and it is not a real life."

Several people looked at each other.

"Houfeng Wushen has made progress?" Houtu Wushen said quite expectantly: "It is possible to break through Tianzhu Mountain."

"Um."

"Practicing for hundreds of years has indeed yielded something." Wu Yuan said with a smile, "It's just that it's still far from breaking through Tianzhu Mountain."

"Let's talk about it when we enter the earth witch realm." Wu Yuan said.

After the third Witch Immortal War.

The Toast Witch God has already spread the information, letting many high-level people of the Wu Clan know that the three emperors of the Immortal Clan can burst out with the power of a fairy in Tianzhu Mountain.

Wu Yuan naturally knew it too, so he didn't dare to take it lightly.

"Let's go."

"Go to the next place." After hundreds of years of subconscious cultivation, Wu Yuan already knew that he had found the right path.

With the Thunder Beast in the Creation Origin Diagram as the core and this mysterious artistic conception as the source, imitate, comprehend, and create.

Unconsciously.

The law of life is constantly improving, and it has already brought him to a whole new level.

...

Tianzhu Mountain, the thirty-three heavens, inside the empty palace.

Here, there are no maids and guards.

There are only three emperors.

"Through the ancient bronze mirror, consume the last part of the original power."

"I have sensed the approximate orientation of Houfeng."

"It's less than eight billion miles away from Tianzhu Mountain." Emperor Dayan's face was extremely pale.

Emperor Nanyou and Emperor Leifu looked at Emperor Dayan with worry on their faces.

Since the last war.

The Immortal Clan suffered a disastrous defeat, the Witch Clan broke through the Seventeenth Heaven, and achieved an unprecedented victory. The Immortal Clan suffered heavy casualties. Although the three emperors of the Immortal Clan were sad and angry, they still did not give up.

While recovering from their injuries, they were still trying to spy on Wu Yuan's information.

It's just that it's much more difficult than before.

Some earth witches and witch generals who had contacted them secretly, unless they were controlled by the spirit, otherwise, all of them turned their faces.

Cut off contact.

As a last resort, it was Emperor Dayan who spent a large amount of treasures accumulated by the immortal clan, and after his injuries basically recovered, he carried out direct deduction.

But the price is very high.

"It's only possible to confirm the approximate position, it's hard to be specific." Emperor Dayan shook his head lightly and said, "As for the others, it's hard to deduce more."

"You didn't stay in the Tianwu tribe?"

Emperor Lei Fu couldn't help but said: "Could it be an ambush intentionally? Lure us to go?"

"Maybe, that old thing is ambushing next to him, toast them." Emperor Lei Fu said.

"Big Brother, Second Brother."

Emperor Dayan said softly: "The fate guidance in the ancient mirror is infallible, we only have two paths to take."

"Either, flee as soon as possible, and leave this world directly with the divine weapon as a boat. Although the probability of perishing is extremely high, there is always a glimmer of hope."

"Heavenly Wu came from beyond the sky, which proves that beyond the sky is not a dead end."

"Either, just don't have any more illusions, give up Tianzhu Mountain, do your best, and finally try to kill Houfeng, there may be a trap."

"Perhaps killing the Houfeng and losing the foundation of the fairy clan, we have a high probability of failure." Emperor Dayan said calmly: "But there is still a glimmer of hope. For us, there is no other way to go."

Emperor Lei Fu and Emperor Nanyou were silent, indeed, there was no other way to go.

for a long time.

"Okay." There was a trace of determination in Nanyou Dijun's eyes: "Then prepare for the last fight."

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ps: More than 6,000 words, guaranteed two-in-one.

The status is not very good these two days, and the unit is a bit busy, so the bottom line is guaranteed today, and I will work hard to continue adding more tomorrow.

In addition, if the brothers and sisters of the book shortage, you can read the old book "Hong Zhu", haha, it is almost 10,000 orders, it is still very good.