Zhao Gongming stood up and lowered his head to look at his new body.
He did not know what the aura that flowed into his body from the outside world was when he was refining his body. The only thing he could feel was that the aura was very ancient, as if it had existed even longer than the Primordial Era.
The reason why his body could undergo such a huge change was completely because he had devoured that aura.
He had never felt so powerful before.
In this tall body, blood essence and physical energy rose. He had a feeling that he only needed one punch to destroy a late-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.
The pressure of Buzhou Mountain still existed, but now, standing here was no longer as strenuous as before.
The body after the fifth revolution of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art was strong, but it was impossible to be as strong as it was now.
Moreover, the Five Revolutions of the Xuan Skill could increase the strength and defense of the body, but it could not make the body taller or bigger.
He didn't know what had happened to his body, but he knew that the fifth cycle of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art was even stronger.
If someone were here and saw him, they would probably think that he was a Grand Wizard.
Zhao Gongming retracted his gaze and prepared to continue climbing.
However, at this moment, a huge stream of Blood Qi came up from the bottom of Buzhou Mountain at high speed.
This massive Blood Qi was not inferior to his. Even on Buzhou Mountain, tens of thousands of meters away, it was still so clear.
In this Untainted Land, the Blood Qi in one's body was so strong. Other than a few body cultivators, only the Wu Tribe could do so.
The newcomer must be a Senior Sorcerer from the Sorcerer Tribe, and he was one of those who were infinitely close to the Ancestor of Sorcery.
In the Sorcerer Tribe, only two or three Senior Sorcerers were close to the Ancestral Sorcerers. They were Hou Yi, Kuafu, and Xing Tian.
So, who was the Great Shaman who had climbed up Mount Buzhou?
Although he had already sensed that a Senior Magus was coming for him, Zhao Gongming had no intention of dodging.
After completing the fifth transformation of the Xuan Art, he also wanted to see how strong he was. This Great Shaman who was about to arrive was just the right person to be his sparring partner.
That Senior Magus was extremely fast. Even under the pressure of the pressure on Mount Buzhou, his speed did not slow down at all.
Soon after, Zhao Gongming saw the great shaman.
A monstrous blood aura rose. The limbs that were exposed to the outside hid terrifying power. Behind that burly body was a shield and a huge axe.
After seeing these two pieces of equipment, Zhao Gongming already knew the identity of the Great Wizard in front of him.
War God Xing Tian.
"Who are you? How dare you trespass on Buzhou Mountain without the permission of the Sorcerer Tribe?”The loud voice was extremely domineering.
Zhao Gongming frowned slightly when he heard the overbearing words, and a hint of displeasure flashed across his heart.
Ever since the Witchcraft and Demon Tribulation began, the Sorcerer Tribe had always been overbearing. They liked to interfere in everything that happened in the Wilderness.
Especially this Buzhou Mountain, which had been turned into their own territory, and outsiders were not allowed to set foot here.
Back then, Pangu killed 3,000 gods and devils to create the world. After his body died, his heart turned into the Pangu Divine Palace, and part of his primordial spirit turned into the Three Pure Ones.
The Sorcerer Tribe was derived from the Blood Essence of Pangu in the Pangu Divine Hall. As for the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, they were derived from the Blood of Pangu's Heart.
The Wu Tribe respected Pangu as their father and they claimed to be Pangu's descendants. In addition, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were powerful and the Real Entity of Pangu was formed by the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation, so they did not take the other tribes in Untainted Land seriously.
In addition, in the early years, the Three Pure Ones and the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had argued a lot about the name of the Pangu Orthodox Sect.
It wasn't until later on, when the Three Pure Ones became Saints, that the Three Pure Ones were naturally recognized by the world as the Pangu orthodox sect, and the wrangling between the two sides ended.
Although the matter had ended, the Wu Tribe still bore a grudge. Because of this, the Wu Tribe had cut off all contact with the Three Sects for so many years.
In order to avoid trouble, when the disciples of the three religions went down the mountain to travel, the Three Pure Ones would repeatedly remind their disciples not to have any contact with the Sorcerer Tribe to avoid conflicts between the two sides.
After all, none of the twelve Ancestors of Sorcery dared to control Pangu's true body and swing an axe at Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
If there was a conflict, who knew what extreme things they would do.
Zhao Gongming stretched his muscles and looked at Xing Tian.
"This Buzhou Mountain is transformed from God Father's spine. All the creatures in Untainted Land can come here to worship God Father. I can come and go as I please.”
Xing Tian's expression darkened when he heard Zhao Gongming's words. The ax and axe that he had been carrying on his back appeared in his hand.
"We are the descendants of our father, Pan Gu. Since this Buzhou Mountain was transformed from the spine of our father, then our ancestors of sorcery naturally have a reason to control this place.”Xing Tian said domineeringly while holding his axe and shield.
"Humph, everyone in the Untainted Land knows that the Three Pure Ones of Pangu are the authentic Pangu. Your Wu Tribe is fishing for fame. What right do you have to occupy Buzhou Mountain?”Zhao Gongming snorted and said.
What was the greatest pain of the Sorcerer Tribe? Naturally, the name of Pangu's orthodox sect that should have belonged to them was taken away by the Three Pure Ones.
Zhao Gongming mentioning this matter at this time was undoubtedly exposing a scar in the Sorcerer Tribe. Xing Tian, who was already hot-tempered, exploded.
"You're courting death." Xing Tian raised his axe and swung it at Zhao Gongming.
Zhao Gongming did not dodge. Instead, he swung his fists at Xing Tian.
Today, I would like to ask you whether you are strong or strong.”
The tip of a needle met the tip of a wheat. The two sides faced each other head-on and then collided heavily.
Boom!
With a deafening sound, Zhao Gongming's fist collided with Xing Tian's ax in the air.
Unfortunately, they were on Mount Buzhou. Even the fiercest impact could shake the mountain.
Following the explosive sound, the two of them retreated hundreds of meters at the same time.
Zhao Gongming steadied himself and shook his aching fist. However, a smile appeared on his handsome face.
Although he did not gain any advantage in this exchange, he did not suffer any losses either. Moreover, he could use his bare hands in this head-on collision, while Xing Tian was using a Numinous Treasure axe.
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