"You're courting death." Hearing Zhurong's furious roar, Primordial was shocked.
Damn it, this was going to be difficult!
In Untainted Land, although the Demon Tribe and the Wu Tribe were the two giants, the Three Pure Ones would rather offend the Demon Tribe than the Wu Tribe.
After all, the Sorcerer Tribe was not only strong, but their temper was also hard to describe.
As long as there was a conflict, they would basically rush up and fight to the death!
It was clearly about to capture the Great Wizard in front of it, but after feeling Zhurong's all-out attack, Primordial decisively chose to retreat.
Otherwise, even if he caught this Sorcerer in his hands, Zhurong's punch would have severely injured him.
Although Primordial was unwilling, he could only helplessly glance at the unfamiliar Senior Magus before retreating.
Rumble!
As Primordial retreated, Zhurong's punch missed.
After all, his punch was not meant to kill the enemy, but to force the primitive to retreat and protect this clansman he had never seen before.
After Primal retreated, that punch directly created a gully that was hundreds of miles long in the forest.
There was still a layer of black-red lava at the edge of the gully, burning with flames.
When Su Mu saw the ravine behind him, he couldn't help but smack his lips.
"Good heavens, if this punch hit, wouldn't he be directly turned into ashes?”
At the same time, he had already made a judgment about the giant. As a Shaman and using the Great Dao of Fire, it was definitely Zhurong.
The rest of the Ancestors of Sorcery also had unfriendly expressions on their faces. They stood beside Su Mu and protected him.
Although they had never seen this Sorcerer before, the bloodline in his body could not fool anyone.
No matter what, Su Mu could not afford any accidents today. This was their future thirteenth Ancestor of Sorcery!
Seeing the situation on the primitive side, Laozi and Tongtian were also troubled.
There was no need to continue blocking everyone, so he simply stood beside Primordial.
The rest of the people also wanted to capture Su Mu, but now that the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had arrived, who would dare to fight him head-on?
Pretending that it had nothing to do with him, waiting to see the Three Pure Ones
What a joke.
Usually, even if they offended one or two Ancestors of Sorcery, they would be extremely distressed. Today, the Three Pure Ones were actually fighting against twelve Ancestors of Sorcery at the same time. How could they be kind?
Especially now that there was still the Innate Gourd Vine waiting for everyone to fight for it on Mount Buzhou. If the Three Pure Ones were seriously injured by the Ancestor of Sorcery, it would be a pleasant surprise for them!
Without waiting for the Ancestor of Sorcery to speak, Laozi spoke first,"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."
"The three of us just found this Shaman a little strange and wanted to have a chat with him.”
" Yes, it's just a misunderstanding." Primordial and Tongtian agreed." The three of us will leave now."”
Hearing their words, Zhurong sneered."Heh, you're wrong.
Could it be a misunderstanding?"
"You dare to touch a member of our Sorcerer Tribe on Mount Buzhou? I think you Three Pure Ones are not giving us any face!”
"Big brother, what do you think we should do about this?”After saying that, Zhurong glared at Primordial and then looked at its big brother, Emperor Jiang.
When Emperor Jiang looked at the Three Pure Ones, his eyes were cold. It was indeed as Zhurong had said. The Three Pure Ones simply didn't give him any face.
It was fine if he was in other places, but he dared to attack the Sorcerer Tribe on Mount Buzhou.
He knew that these people were waiting to snatch the gourd vine.
However, the Voodoo Race did not have primordial spirits and could not use magic treasures at all, so they did not get involved in that matter.
Now, they actually dared to step on their noses and bully them?
Just as Emperor Jiang was thinking about how to deal with this matter, a voice sounded.
"Su Mu thanks everyone for saving my life!”
Su Mu bowed to the Ancestors of Sorcery and said sincerely.
Hearing his words, Houtu, the youngest of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, felt a slight pain in her heart.
Such a good child, such a good clansman?
Now, he was almost taken advantage of in his own home?
Houtu was kind-hearted and had suffered the least pollution when she was formed. Seeing Su Mu's aggrieved look, her heart softened and she quickly helped him up.
"Brother Su Mu, don't be afraid. We will support you in the future.
Waist!"
Since Su Mu possessed the bloodline of the Ancestor of Sorcery, he would definitely be an Ancestor of Sorcery in the future. Thus, they could naturally be considered siblings.
When the other Ancestors of Sorcery heard this, they also rubbed their fists.
"Yeah, you're not afraid of anyone in the future. If anything happens, I'll settle it for you! While speaking, Gonggong also showed his huge Ancestral Sorcerer true form and stood beside Zhurong.
Seeing this, Emperor Jiang no longer hesitated.
"Beat him to death!"
The Ancestors of Sorcery had always spoken with their fists, and they did not care about any rules!
Upon hearing Emperor Jiang's words, all the Ancestors of Sorcery glared at the Three Pure Ones and revealed their true forms.
They didn't care about bullying the few with numbers or winning unfairly.
They only knew that if they provoked the Sorcerer Tribe, they would beat them to death!
Eleven Ancestral Sorcerer True Bodies rose from the ground and surrounded the Three Pure Ones.
Houtu stayed by Su Mu's side to prevent him from being taken hostage by the Three Pure Ones.
Seeing this, Su Mu felt a warmth in his heart. It seemed that he had made the right choice to become a witch!
Regardless of anything else, he had to protect the Sorcerer Tribe from being destroyed during the war between the Sorcerer Tribe and the Demon Tribe!
When the Three Pure Ones saw that this group of Ancestors of Sorcery was about to make a move, they were extremely flustered and secretly thought that this was not good!
"Big brother, what should we do?"
"Now that the innate gourd vine is about to mature, if the three of us fight with them, won't we have to give up the opportunity?
Primordial's expression was extremely ugly at this moment.
He had thought that he was just a Great Wizard and could be easily controlled. How did he provoke an Ancestral Wizard?
It would be fine even if he provoked one or two of them, but the problem was that all the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had arrived.
Not to mention whether they could beat him, whether they could retreat unscathed was also a problem!
Hearing Primordial's words, Tongtian didn't think much of it. He secretly felt that his brother was a little embarrassed.
"At most, the three of us can just fight him.”
After saying that, Tongtian was about to draw his sword, but he was stopped by Laozi.
Laozi pondered for a moment and said slowly,""Everyone, the three of us really have no intention of becoming enemies with you.”
"My second brother was in the wrong previously. Why don't we give that Shaman some compensation and let this matter go?”
"Oh? "Compensate? That's not impossible." Hearing his father's words, Emperor Jiang said slowly with a gloomy face.
"Big brother!"
"Elder brother, how can we let them off so easily?”
Hearing that Emperor Jiang had agreed, the other Ancestors of Sorcery were furious.
The Three Pure Ones were very satisfied.
"Isn't it just an Ancestral Sorcerer? Hmph, I, the Three Pure Ones, am willing to offer some compensation. They won't dare to fight us to the death.”
Thinking of this, I smiled.
"This is a bottle of Seven Cycles Golden Pill. Even if the Shamans consume it, it will bring great benefits. It can save them tens of thousands of years of bitter cultivation!”
"Are you satisfied?
Emperor Jiang shook his head slowly.
I originally thought that this was already precious enough. After all, it was just a formality to give face to the Sorcerer Tribe.
Why did Emperor Jiang not know what was good for him and still wanted to extort more money?
"Alright, how about adding this Upper Sky Spiritual Root that I found a few days ago?”
Emperor Jiang still shook his head.
The Three Pure Ones were a little dissatisfied when they saw Emperor Jiang's insatiable greed.
"Clang!"
Tongtian pulled out his sword and pointed it at Emperor Jiang.""If you want an inch and an inch, why don't you tell me how to compensate you?”
Upon hearing this, Emperor Jiang smiled.
"I don't care about the compensation you mentioned.”
"It was that primitive child who attacked just now. I think that we should stay.
One of his arms is the most suitable!"
As soon as Emperor Jiang finished speaking, the Three Pure Ones 'faces instantly darkened.
The other Ancestors of Sorcery finally realized that their elder brother was humiliating them.
" That's right," they laughed." We don't want anything. We only want one arm of that primitive kid!"”
"Just now, it was your right hand that attacked our clansmen. Then leave your right hand behind!”
"Elder brother is right. Don't waste your breath on them and leave that primitive arm behind!”
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery looked at each other and surrounded Primitive with tacit understanding.
He even completely ignored the existence of Tai Qing, Tongtian, and other mighty figures.
Tongtian wanted to help when he saw the Primitive being surrounded, but he was stopped by Laozi.
"We are now in Buzhou Mountain. If we fight with the Sorcerer Tribe, we will definitely eat it.
"I can only let second brother make some sacrifices. After this, I will refine pills for him to help him recover.”
Hearing Laozi's words, although Tongtian was very dissatisfied, he was no longer persistent.
This scene was also seen by Primordial.
Yuan Shi immediately understood. It seemed like he had to pay a price today.
If he fought with the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, he might even die here, let alone leave behind an arm.
After thinking about the pros and cons, Primordial was very decisive. A vicious light flashed in his eyes. He directly cut off one of his arms and threw it to Su Mu who was standing far away.
"Tsk, it's boring. All of you cultivators speak very harshly. If you really fight, you'll admit defeat.”
"However, since you've cut off your own arm, the Shaman Tribe will keep our word and let this matter pass.”
Get lost!
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery saw Primordial cut off his arm and did not choose to continue attacking. They only mocked him for a while before returning to Su Mu's side.
After all, if they really fought to the death, although they could kill the other party, the Three Pure Ones would definitely drag a few of them down with them if they went all out. There was no need for that.
Su Mu was protected by the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, and there was still a primitive arm in front of him.
"Brother Mu, quickly put away that primitive old man's arm.”
"Absorbing the bloodline within will be quite beneficial to you.”
Houtu said after seeing Su Mu's puzzled face.
"I see. Then I won't refuse.”Su Mu didn't know why he wanted the arm, but he didn't refuse after hearing Hou Tu's explanation.
Seeing that the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were no longer surrounding him, Primordial glared at Su Mu and left quickly.
Laozi and Tongtian hurriedly chased after him.
"What are you people still doing here? Hurry up and get lost!"
Zhurong had a bad temper. The fact that they didn't fight just now made it unable to vent the anger in its heart.
Now, he realized that there was actually a group of prehistoric mighty figures who had come to watch the show just now.
Now, he was venting his anger on them.
However, the mighty people of the Wilderness did not say anything. At this time, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were gathered. If they fought, they would only suffer losses.
Thus, they left one after another.
After everyone left, Emperor Jiang stared at Su Mu with a solemn expression.
"How exactly did you become a witch?”
When he spoke, his tone was cold and oppressive, filled with the feeling of interrogation.
Su Mu knew that he was worried about his background.
However, he was laughing in his heart.
Ancestral Magus Bloodline? I'm sorry, but I don't have the bloodline of the Ancestral Magus. I have the bloodline of Pangu!
But of course, he couldn't say these words now.
He could only pretend that he didn't know anything and scratched his head in confusion.
"I…I don't know, I just suddenly felt a force descend."
When it came to me, it became like this.”
"I suddenly felt a power?”
"I understand!"
"It must be god father! Just now, we all felt the Father's aura!
"Su Mu must be a candidate that god father thinks highly of, which is why he gave him the bloodline of the witch!”
"Hahahaha, I knew it, the Father definitely hasn't disappeared!
Grand Wizard Gonggong was stunned at first, then he looked enlightened.
After hearing his words, the other Ancestors of Sorcery nodded repeatedly and agreed with him!
With that, no one was worried about Su Mu's identity anymore.
"Let's go, Brother Su. Come back to the Pangu Divine Hall with us!”
"No one will be able to bully you in the future. Whoever dares to bully you is bullying the entire Sorcerer Tribe!”
After saying that, Emperor Jiang led everyone back to the top of Buzhou Mountain.
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