Prehistoric: From Witch Soldiers to Hunyuan Wuji Luoxian

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Chapter 076: Ancestor Hongjun Enters Chaos

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Ancestor Hongjun deliberately showed weakness in the battle, not only to confuse the opponent, but also to make Luo Hu arrogant, so that he underestimated the enemy.

However, Patriarch Hongjun also showed a lot of strength in that battle. After fighting Luo Hu, he didn't dare to say that he could win the opponent steadily.

After all, Luo Huxiang was cunning, and he only used the god-killing spear from the battle to the end, and did not use other means.

Ancestor Hongjun didn't know whether Luo Hu had other cards, but he knew better that Luo Hu definitely had more than just the ability he showed.

"The God-killing Spear contains the way of killing. When Luo Hu fought me, he only used the law of killing. It can be seen that he also deliberately concealed his means."

After some analysis by Ancestor Hongjun, he became even more uneasy.

The battle between the demons and the Dao is a battle of fate, which is the same as the war between the three clans, and it is very difficult to stop.

It is precisely because of this that there must be a battle between Patriarch Hongjun and Demon Ancestor Luohu, and it will be the moment of life and death.

Prior to this, Patriarch Hongjun had to make complete preparations. After all, in this level of fighting, if one is not careful, he will die.

"Although I am the chosen one, Luo Hu also has great luck, so don't take it lightly."

After weighing things up, Patriarch Hongjun decided to find some helpers.

Since I can't take down Luo Hu alone, I should find some strong men to besiege Luo Hu together.

"Not long after the birth of the prehistoric creatures, they have no Taoism to pass down, and their cultivation is not worth mentioning. Even Shi Qilin can't stop Rahu's blow, and other prehistoric creatures can't count on it."

Patriarch Hongjun shook his head endlessly. Since the prehistoric creatures were not worth mentioning, he thought of some former fellow Taoists.

As the reincarnation of the Chaos Demon God, Patriarch Hongjun has some friends from the Chaos Period. They all left a small life in the Great Tribulation. Now they are hiding in the Chaos to practice, and their strength is much stronger than the prehistoric creatures.

"If I can invite a few fellow Taoists to help, Luo Hu will definitely be captured without a fight. At that time, I will be the master of the wild, and all luck will be mine!"

Ancestor Hongjun's eyes shone brightly, his cultivation had reached his level, and he paid the most attention to luck and the like.

If the luck of the prehistoric world can be gathered together, Patriarch Hongjun's cultivation will increase rapidly.

The reason why Hongjun and Luohu fight to the death is to rule the prehistoric and enjoy the prehistoric luck alone.

As his thoughts turned, Patriarch Hongjun had already made a decision. He stepped out of Yujing Mountain, his figure disappeared, and he came into the endless chaos.

Those survivors of Chaos are cultivating in Chaos, and if you want to invite them out of the mountain, you have to go deep into Chaos.

"Now go find Immortal Yangliu, and then invite Qiankun Patriarch, Shi Chen Patriarch and Yin Yang Patriarch."

Hongjun had a plan in mind, he would invite four of his best fellow Taoists, and when the five of them joined forces, they would be sure to take down Demon Ancestor Luohu.

The battle between the devil and the way is a matter of life and death. Of course, Patriarch Hongjun wanted to be fully prepared.

All the forces in Honghuang are making their own arrangements. Among the Wu clan tribe, Feng Bo also came to Wuyang's forging hall again.

"Brother Wu Yang, everything you need is here!"

Feng Bo's long white beard fluttered in the wind, his face was full of joy. ....

"Big Wu, your speed is fast enough. In just a few dozen days, you have prepared all the materials."

Wu Yang looked at these things in front of him. He had asked Feng Bo for many items before, and even the weight of each item was double.

Feng Bo stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"Brother Wu Yang didn't know something. After I returned to the tribe, I happened to meet Tianwu Zuwu. He heard that you were going to forge witch treasures for me, so he immediately sent people to help me prepare supplies, which made it so smooth!".

Wu Yang nodded and smiled, he was not polite, and collected all these things into the blood gourd.

The blood in the blood gourd had been transformed into the essence of life before, but now most of the corpses brought by Uncle Feng were golden immortals, Taiyi golden immortals, which just filled the gap.

"Great Wu, after 300 years, I will personally send the Wubao to your temple. From now on, I will warm up the materials first."

Wu Yang fully agreed, and Uncle Feng secretly nodded in satisfaction when he saw Wu Yang act resolutely.

Wu Yang was very clear about Uncle Feng's thoughts. The other party hurriedly prepared all the materials, obviously very eager to get Wu Bao as soon as possible.

Although Wu Yang had a finished product on him, he didn't intend to hand it over to him right away.

As the saying goes, only things that have been obtained through hard work will be cherished more. On the contrary, the easier it is to obtain, the easier it is to discard.

"Thank you Brother Wu Yang, then I'll wait for the good news!"

Feng Bo stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes full of anticipation.

Wu Yang entered the forging room and started to work, and Feng Bo returned to his tribe with interest.

"The materials for refining Wuguanghanmingjia have not been warmed up yet, and it's not time for forging yet, let's familiarize ourselves with the refining process of [Wuji Liuhe San] first."

Feng Bo sent enough materials this time, and the conditions for refining [Wuji Liuhe Powder] have been met.

Wu Yang put those corpses into the Good Fortune Blood Gourd, and then selected a portion of the refining materials brought by Feng Bo, and continued to warm them up.

The materials brought by Feng Bo are better than those collected by Wu Yang, and the Wu Armor that will be created in the future will definitely have more extraordinary effects.

"The Nether Cold Stone, this one is the best."

Wu Yang put away the materials one by one, then sat cross-legged, thinking about the witch doctor's secret medicine.

The way of the witch doctor is broad and profound, if one can practice painstakingly to a high level, one can also receive the proof of the way.

But the Three Thousand Ways are different, and some are relatively difficult to prove the Dao. For example, the way of the witch doctor is extremely difficult for the Wuzu to prove the Dao Hunyuan.

This is not only the reason why the way of the witch doctor has not been passed on, but also the fact that the way of the witch doctor itself is difficult to prove.

But if Wu Yang can carry it forward, he can use it to play a great role in the future.

"Refining tools, refining medicine, formations, and three thousand ways can all prove Hunyuan, but each one is difficult and obscure, and it is as difficult as reaching the sky if you go one step further."

Wu Yang pondered carefully, feeling the difficulty of the road.

If the Dao is easy to achieve, wouldn't the billions of great heroes all enter the realm of Hunyuan?

Difficulties are inevitable. Only those with great perseverance, great fortune, great perseverance, and great wisdom can be fortunate enough to prove the Tao.

The smell of rotten peaches outside the tribe drifted into the stone palace again, and before you knew it, it was late autumn again, and winter was about to enter.

There are many fruit trees in the prehistoric world, and no one eats them. Most of them fall from the branches after they are ripe, and rot in the mountains, forests and wilderness.

These fruits would be called spiritual fruits in later generations, but in today's prehistoric times, no one even takes a look at them.

Honghuang can get this kind of fruit everywhere, so it is no longer rare.

Wu Yang woke up from his practice, and the ghost cold stone in the blood gourd had been warmed successfully, and the next step was to open the furnace to forge treasures.

"As long as Feng Bo's witch treasure is successfully refined, more great witches will come to ask for it in the future. I can just take the opportunity to profit from it and improve my strength as soon as possible."

Wu Yang smiled knowingly, helping others refine treasures, it's not too much to get some hard work for yourself, right?

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Chapter 077: Eight-faced Tianwu, the Tribe of the Wind

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In the stone hall, Xuanyuan Cauldron, God of Witchcraft, became two feet tall. Wu Yang entered the cauldron and began to sacrifice the Wuguang Hanming Armor.

As Wu Yang's strength improved, his physical body also became taller.

Usually when Wu Clan's real body is not used, Wu Yang's physical body has already reached a height of one foot. If he fully reveals his real body, it can reach two thousand feet.

Although size does not absolutely represent strength, the bigger the body, the stronger the strength. This standard can still be used as a reference most of the time.

"Dang! Dang!"

In Xuanyuan Cauldron of the Witch God, Wu Yang worked hard to forge witch treasures, and the sound of tinkling can be heard endlessly.

Wu Peng led the people to forge Wu Bao in the main hall, and when he heard the sound from the second brother's stone hall, he knew it was the second brother who had left the customs.

"Second brother is dedicated to studying the way of refining weapons, so I will manage the forging hall for him, so that he can practice without any worries."

With a firm gaze, Wu Peng turned around and continued to lead the crowd in forging Wu Bao.

It is worth mentioning that Wuman has made rapid progress over the years, and now he can independently refine Liuding Xuanmingjia.

Now in the forging hall, apart from Wu Yang, only Wu Peng and Wu Man can refine this top-grade Acquired Wu Treasure.

As for Wu Yu and Wu Lin, they are still at the level of high-grade Wubao, and the best of the other members is the refining level of middle-grade Wubao.

But with them, the Forging Palace can already operate independently, without Wu Yang intervening in anything.

In the forging room, Wu Yang went all out to refine Wubao. He had already been familiar with the refining of Wuguang Hanmingjia, but he still didn't have any carelessness when operating it.

Light and fire radiated everywhere, visions appeared, Wu Yang swayed his divine power, and a piece of treasure armor kept churning in the furnace fire.

Abundant spiritual energy was poured into the Wushen Xuanyuan cauldron, and then it was compatible with the treasure armor little by little, boosting its unparalleled power.

Between the flickering and extinguishing of the brilliance, the treasure armor has already taken shape, and it has gradually stabilized in Wu Yang's continuous sacrificial training.

A large amount of spiritual energy was absorbed by the armor, complicated patterns emerged, and powerful power was solidified into the armor.

"Open the furnace!"

With a cheer, Wu Yang opened the Xuanyuan Cauldron of the Witch God, and the treasure armor flew into the air, bursting out with brilliant rays of light.

Wu Yang recruited the treasure armor into his hands, and looked it up and down.

"It's done, this treasure armor is perfect, it can be called the acquired treasure."

Wu Yang forged the treasure armor, and after checking it, he immediately went to the tribe where the great witch Feng Bo was.

Bamian Tianwu is the Ancestral Witch of Wind, and his tribe is not far from that of Qiangliang Ancestor Witch.

When Wu Yang came, no one stopped him.

On the contrary, the blood centipede outside the tribe got the information immediately, and he woke up excitedly from the retreat.

"Wu Yang left the tribe? In what direction?"

The blood centipede's eyes flickered red. He had been looking forward to this moment for thousands of years, waiting for Wu Yang to leave the tribe, and then kill him.

When the blood monkey asked, he hesitated and replied:

"My lord, after Wu Yang left, he went to another tribe. It seems to be the tribe of Wu Yang, the ancestor of the wind."

Over the years, they have figured out the basic situation of the Wu clan, and even the distribution of the Wu clan tribes, and the identities and strengths of the ancestor witches have been recorded one by one by the blood centipede.

"Go to the tribe of Bamian Tianwu?"...

The blood centipede frowned slightly, he was extremely afraid of the ancestor witch, even some big witches made the blood centipede dare not act rashly.

Wu Yang went to Bamian Tianwu's tribe, which obviously made the blood centipede very difficult.

"The tribes of Bamian Tianwu and Qiangliang are not far away, and there are many Wu tribe creatures going back and forth between the two Wu tribes. It may not be easy to do something here."

The blood centipede has a cautious temperament and is most afraid of death, so he is unwilling to risk his own life.

"Blood monkey, take the little ones, let's go and see together!"

The blood centipede didn't want to give up, this was an opportunity they had waited for thousands of years to discover.

If I miss it again, I don't know how long I will have to wait.

The blood centipede drove a cloud of blood, leading a hundred and ten powerful subordinates, and headed towards the direction of the Bamian Tianwu tribe.

Wu Yang went all the way to the tribe. Although the tribe of Bamian Tianwu was the same as the tribe of Qiangliang Zuwu, there were quite a few differences in the subtleties.

There are many mysterious lines engraved in the Bamian Tianwu tribe. When Wu Yang approached the lines on a stone temple, there was a slight gust of wind passing by.

"Those lines contain the power of Xunfeng, could it be the Eight Faced Heaven Wu?"

Wu Yang looked at the lines in front of him, there was a powerful force dormant inside, and the effect was unknown.

He walked all the way, and found that every stone temple has this kind of pattern, they are similar, there are slight differences, in Wu Yang's view, this is more like a special sequence.

"Brother Wu Yang!"

Just when Wu Yang was wondering secretly, Uncle Feng appeared in front of him.

Wu Yang was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly saluted and said:

"See Dawu, the witch armor has been refined, and I came here to give it to Dawu!".

Uncle Feng was overjoyed when he heard the words, but he didn't ask Wu Jia directly, but took Wu Yang's hand and let him go to his hall.