The heavens begin from the Daluo Hall

Chapter 270 Tier [-] Great Witch
Wu Ming hurriedly looked for a remote place to retreat.

The two big and three rank Gu emanated vast spirituality, and with his familiar guidance and coordination, the Lingtai expanded infinitely and turned into a large interior scene, filled with chaotic air, surging wind and clouds, dragons singing and tigers roaring.

In the center stands a yin god body, with dragon and tiger patterns spreading on its body, standing upright.

His momentum was high, a layer of gleaming light curtain fell hundreds of feet in a radius, and he stepped into the third-level great witch without a breeze.

"Finally reached the third level!" Wu Ming sensed the world, unknowingly lifted a layer of restraint, and his field of vision was completely different.

The sky pupil method was activated, his eyes reflected the sun and the moon, and he looked into the distance. His luck manifested, and wisps of gray and white rose up, converging into a golden ocean, but a large amount of black and red catastrophe was born underneath.

Seeing this, Wu Ming was solemn and solemn. The catastrophe had begun, and he couldn't help but rejoice that he had completed his primitive accumulation in just half a year, and successfully served the table before the catastrophe.

"The third level is a node, and I can also arouse the power of this deity."

With a thought in Wu Ming's mind, Yaoyao communicated with the deity embedded in the fetal membrane of the world, the heavenly gate of the light hole above his head suddenly opened, and traces of pure yang energy, as well as spiritual materials such as hibiscus leaves and laurel flowers fell one after another.

The former is the main material for promotion of Shaoyang mica, and the latter is the food for the four major Gu worms.

This is not over yet, [Flying Immortal Gate] vibrates, a ray of sword light hangs down, it is a glistening dao sword, and another red sun and moon fairy clothes trembles down, followed by a streamer and a bead.

All four of his natal magic weapons came to support him, as long as he followed the contract step by step, he would reach the fourth level in an instant, and he could summon the deity in at any time.

Only now did Wu Ming feel at ease and carefully understand the system of witchcraft. The dharma body is composed of four major Gu, and the fourth-order pure yang will be transformed into dao marks and perfectly integrated into the body.

A month later.

With the support of the deity, Wu Ming devoted himself to cultivation, and promoted [Shaoyang Mica Gu] and [Xuanyou Gangfeng Gu] with pure Yang Qi and Jiuyou Town Prison Xuanguang respectively.

The Gu, Pure Yang Mica, and Jiuyou Town Prison Wind, which are all listed as rank three immortals, received feedback that allowed him to continue to advance, all the way to the peak of the third rank.

Originally, he wanted to continue contracting with the four spirit treasures to build up his cultivation base, but after counting, he realized that the black bird was about to descend, so he couldn't sit still and wanted to rush back.

"It just so happens that the old accounts from a year ago have to be settled."

Wu Ming got up and whispered, the majestic momentum soared to the sky, the dragon roared and roared, and a clear air emerged above his head, manifesting as a hundred-foot fairy dragon, he flew into the sky against the dragon, and fled to the northeast, the place where the Shang tribe stood up.

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At this time, the Xuanshang tribe, the original turmoil gradually calmed down, and the Shang Kingdom harvested a large amount of wind essence, plus a mysterious wind cave that produced wind and yin resources.

He even formed an army of thousands of witches, known as "Fei Lian", who moved like the wind, secretly and efficiently, and once tried his best, he defeated most of the party and expanded the territory.

Serving as a general of the Fei Lian Department, the son of the contemporary Shang Jun, Zi Lu rose to fame, made military exploits and was entrusted to Tangyi. When the eldest son of the same generation of the Shang Jun fell, more and more people treated him as his successor.

On this day, Zilu heard about the inside story of the clan that the totem of the black bird had changed. He secretly thought of the special connection he had with the totem when he was young, and suddenly felt weird.

Hurry back.

When passing by the clan gathering place, Zilu caught a glimpse of a familiar old house, and the memory of not long ago surfaced, his teeth were so angry that he cursed Lizi secretly.

If it wasn't for the other party, I wouldn't need to transfer part of the benefits in exchange for a high-quality wind essence, and this one in my hand feels far inferior to the king conceived in the Xuanyou wind cave, with only two natural high-quality magic seeds.

A part of the Xuanniao dharma body needs to be composed of wind essence, the better the quality, the stronger the dharma body achieved.

Zilu said to himself: "I hope that the Xuanniao totem can be revived, and my Xuanyan may be sublimated."

When the Shang tribe was first established, it was entrusted to Xuanshan, Youdu by King Xia. The ancestor Jian Di entered Xuanshan, met the egg of the black bird, and was born with the innate energy. Worship totem.

Therefore, the sacrificial place in the clan is in the depths of Xuanshan Mountain. Hundreds of years of sacrifices have gradually given birth to a trace of magic. Many Xuanyans of the tribe build their nests next to it, and the Shangjun Dawu can also borrow power to temporarily display the fourth-order combat power .

This made the tribe feel more and more that the black bird eggs might hatch and become fifth-order monsters manipulated by the tribe. You must know that such spirit monsters can be called gods and demons, and they can only stay in the restricted area.

Outside the city, more than a dozen elders had already gathered, and each of them had a heavy breath. Elder Zijia looked at the person who came, and smiled kindly: "The qilinzi from the tribe is here, go into the mountain to see if there is any change in the mysterious bird."

Zilu was about to speak, when suddenly the dragon roared in the sky, and the situation changed, attracting everyone's attention.

Sensing the enormous power, Shang Jun, the leader, felt awe-inspiring, and immediately summoned the Xuanfeng Mingyan, a bird with a hundred feet long like a black phoenix soaring into the air, exuding a sacred and noble aura, and confronted the comer.

Shang Jun is a man with a slightly old face. He shouted: "Your Excellency, the great witch, this place is a forbidden area of ​​the Shang Kingdom, and outsiders must not disturb it."

The other dozen or so elders came to their senses and summoned monsters respectively. For a moment, the sky was filled with black flying birds, surrounding the phoenix in the center, as if a hundred birds were facing the phoenix, majestic.

Zilu stared at the real purple dragon with a puzzled look on his face. He thought it was a bit like the fairy dragon from Western Kunya, but this kind of dragon never had such a huge and frenzied aura.

Standing on the dragon's head, Wu Ming looked down and said calmly, "It seems that uncle doesn't remember me anymore."

"You are..." Shang Jun was puzzled, and then looked at the other person's face, a sense of familiarity welled up, suddenly awakened, his face changed slightly: "It's you, Ziwu."

When the surrounding elders heard about it, their expressions were incredulous, and they looked at the boy Yulong in front of them with different emotions, some were regretful, some were taboo, some were murderous, and some were ecstatic.

Only Zilu was almost suffocated, and felt Wu Ming, who was far more intimidating than the elder, couldn't understand why the other party became a great witch after not seeing him for more than half a year. How could this be possible!

Wu Ming took the emotions of the people below into his eyes, and didn't take it seriously.

Shang Jun's expression changed a few times, and finally he showed a kind smile and said: "It turns out that it is Youzi. I am very happy that you can come back with success in cultivation. Alas, brother, he has a successor."

Seeing this, Wu Ming couldn't be bothered to make excuses, and urged the real dragon to sit down, bursting out a strong coercion and sweeping towards Zijia and Zilu in the crowd, revealing his murderous intentions.

He snorted coldly: "The two of you took good care of me in the past, but today I will repay you a hundredfold."

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and he came back in half a year, which can be called swift.

Zi Lu was shocked by the mighty Longwei, his face turned pale, and he shouted in shock: "Father! Elder! Help me!"

At the end of the sentence, Shang Jun felt Wu Ming's malicious intentions, and he was still trying to persuade him: "Ziwu, the Shang tribe has never sorry for you, right? Can we sit down and talk about some misunderstandings?"

　There are a lot of things today, two updates for now, and another one for about an hour
　　Recently, I sleep more than one o'clock every day, and I have to go to work again. I am a little tired. I am wilted today, and I will recover tomorrow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)