"It's indeed amazing. Although cultivating the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art takes a long time to advance, that powerful combat strength is still enough to fight a big realm higher than Big Luo. I didn't expect it to be suppressed by his martial arts.”A figure appeared beside Kuafu. This man was wearing a piece of animal skin. The muscles on his upper body and the golden ratio perfectly reflected his masculinity as a man, adding to his alluring charm.
"Yi, why are you here?" Kuafu looked at the newcomer in surprise and asked curiously.
"Haha!" Hou Yi laughed loudly and said to Kuafu,""I heard that an interesting person came to your tribe, so I came to take a look.”
"I've really seen a good show.”
Hou Yi sighed slightly. He stared at Jun Qianshang, who was fighting crazily outside, with a strange gaze. He thought of the decision of the Ancestral Sorcerers. If we befriend him, he will definitely be our most trusted friend.
A trusted friend?
Why were the Ancestors of Sorcery so certain? This made Hou Yi very puzzled. After all, the Human Race was a race created by Goddess Nvywa. As the Demon Race's Saint, Goddess Nvywa, the Human Race should have been innately close to the Demon Race and could be considered a potential enemy of the Sorcerer Race.
Clang!
Just as Hou Yi was deep in thought, the battle between Jun Qianshang and Wu Teng outside had reached its climax. In the center that was submerged by endless energy, Jun Qianshang suddenly clasped his hands together. A bone-chilling clanging sound exploded from his palms. The sound was like millions of swords moaning, flying, and colliding. Terrifying sword intent instantly poured out from his body, turning into a huge circle. This huge circle was formed by transparent swords. It twisted the surrounding energy into nothingness, and the space hissed and groaned.
Whoosh!
Then, a sword light shook the Nine Prefectures. Space froze, and time also paused. The light in the world also disappeared for a moment. The terrifying energy turbulence was instantly split open, and a huge purple divine sword flew out from the crescent-shaped crack. It carried a cold killing intent as it swept across the enemies in all directions.
"It's this move again!" Wu Teng's expression changed slightly. Twenty years ago, his arm had been cut off by this move. He had spent ten years to completely expel the terrifying sword intent. During these ten years, although he had to suffer the pain of being eroded by the sword intent every day, it was not without gain. Not only did it benefit him in disguise, but it also made his bloodline purer and he had comprehended a move from it. The aura around his entire body suddenly changed, and then a huge phantom holding two giant snakes appeared behind him."Good, let me test my Grand Wizard, Bashi."”
"Ding!"
"Roar!"
The giant sword clanged, and the illusory figure roared at the sky.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
Jun Qianshang's expression was grim and ferocious when he saw Wu Teng's ultimate move. The silver-white light in his strange eyes spun, and traces of magical power were circulating. This was time slowing down by ten times. This was the time eye technique nurtured by a trace of the Instant Divine Flower back then. The current ability of this eye technique could slow down the time he saw things by ten times. Therefore, when the divine technique was used, he could instantly see the truth of this move more clearly. Danger. Under the analysis of the divine art of time, Jun Qianshang's heart palpitated. Therefore, he did not hesitate to circulate the divine power in his body quickly. The divine power poured out quickly, and his three thousand black hair exploded. His aura was extremely sharp, and he carried an indomitable determination as he slashed at the giant from above.
At the same time, the giant also raised his huge fist to meet the huge sword.
rumble
A huge explosion was heard. A mushroom cloud that could destroy everything rose from the center of the collision between the giant sword and the giant. A huge and terrifying tornado cloud was formed, sweeping in all directions in the blink of an eye. Wherever it swept across, not only would the ground crack, but even the houses made of boulders would instantly turn into dust. The faces of the Voodoo Race members who were watching the battle changed drastically, and they turned into black lights to escape from the aftershock. Only the Heaven Wizard experts had a solemn expression, and their eyes were filled with shock. He hurriedly made a move to stop this huge destructive force from spreading.
"So strong, who won?"
"I don't know."
"The destructive power they have created is comparable to that of a Celestial Wizard.”
"Haha, impressive." In the hall, Hou Yi chuckled. Shock and admiration flashed in his eyes. Although he did not care about a battle of this level, he did not have such combat strength when he was at their level. Although this was also due to the birth of the Shaman Race and the imperfect cultivation techniques, it also meant that the two people outside were very stunning.
"Wu Teng has lost." Kuafu shouted with an ugly expression. He stared at Wu Teng, who was lying on the ground and spitting out blood, with a dangerous glint in his eyes.
Hou Yi fell silent. Wu Teng's defeat meant that the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art had failed, and the Wu Tribe had failed. Of course, he and Kuafu did not hate him, but they had already decided to capture Wu Teng and train him in the Hall of Pangu for a few years. Otherwise, the mighty Wu Tribe would be defeated by a human who had only been born for a few hundred years. It was embarrassing just thinking about it.
" Cough, cough." After a quarter of an hour, the wind had calmed down, and the waves had quieted down. Jun Qianshang's face was pale, and his eyes were bloodshot. He stood up from the mound in a sorry state, and there were traces of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. It showed that he was also severely injured. However, he did not lose his combat strength like Wu Teng and had already fainted.
It had been a hundred years. Although it was useless for him to hide the Dao of Reincarnation, he was mainly guarding against the Grand Wizard Houtu. He was afraid that the Grand Wizard would realize his mission at a glance and run to the Blood Sea to transform into Reincarnation while crying. At that time, he would be in a miserable state and it would be too late for him to cry.
As for letting Houtu take a look at the reincarnation, she would understand the mission and thus destroy the plan. Don't think that it was impossible. This was the nature of the Primordial Way of Heaven.
The Reincarnation Plate was also a divine weapon that could not be shown to others. However, Wu Teng also did not take advantage of him in terms of weapons. Therefore, the two of them had fought for hundreds of years and hundreds of times. They had a tacit understanding that they did not use anything other than their hands. Instead, they used their fists to fight each other. However, even in such a fair environment, he still won less and lost more. He was beaten by Wu Teng until he was a little obsessed. There were several times when he almost used the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist at all costs. Fortunately, he held back in the end.
Today, he had finally won everything back. Jun Qianshang's mouth curved into a smile. He felt extremely relaxed. His dusty heart seemed to have been rid of a layer of impurities in an instant, and it became extremely clear. Even his cultivation had greatly improved. The bottleneck of the Immortal Three Dao Slash had loosened a little.
However, it was difficult for him to sever his Dao in Immortal Three. A little slack did not mean that he could make a breakthrough. Without opportunities and long-term accumulation, he still lacked a lot.
Therefore, it was still unknown when Immortal Three would be able to take that step.
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