Prehistoric: From Witch Soldiers to Hunyuan Wuji Luoxian

Chapter 326 Seed Germination, Parasitic Devour

The two arctic envoys still don't know what happened. Wu Yang has already taken out the holy sword of the wilderness, and a powerful oppressive force descends, enveloping Xuan Kun and the three of them.

The coercion of heaven and earth was very strong, as if imperceptible mountains of ancient gods were pressing down on them, making the three of them breathless.

Wu Yang raised his sword and took Xuan Kun straight, while Hou Tu Zu Wu waved his hands to suppress the two envoys, and Xuan Gui Patriarch rushed forward with a murderous look on his face.

"Friend Daoist Xuangui, save their lives."

Wu Yang stopped them in time, otherwise the three of them would have died on the spot.

Xuan Kun and the others were powerless to resist at all, and were sealed instantly.

At this point, Xuan Kun no longer dared to shout, and his eyes were full of fear.

Wu Yang stepped forward, pretending to ask:

"Say, what is your purpose here?"

He pretended to interrogate the other party, but in fact he was secretly urging the luck golden vines, separated the three golden vine seeds, and slowly landed on Xuan Kun's luck.

This luck golden vine is very mysterious, outsiders can't detect it at all, only Wu Yang can see it clearly.

Xuan Kun had a bitter look on his face, and the two envoys were even more at a loss.

"Master Wu Yang, we are also following orders, and we came here because we had to. Zhiming Shenjun wants us to invite Patriarch Xuangui to go to the North Pole, saying that there is something important to discuss."

Xuan Kun thought about it in his heart, and said cautiously.

Wu Yang looked at Xuan Kun, and continued to ask:
"As far as I know, Zhiming Shenjun doesn't have much contact with the Xuangui family in the North Sea. Why did you find fellow Daoist Xuangui this time, and what is the important matter to discuss?".

Wu Yang asked again and again, the seed of the golden vine of luck had quietly fallen into the luck of the three of them, and under the nourishment of luck, it began to take root and sprout.

Xuan Kun pondered how to speak, and finally replied:
"My lord, we are just running errands. According to Shenjun, it should be to discuss the future development of our Xuangui clan."

Xuan Kun's answer was impeccable, but he didn't know that Wu Yang had already understood the other party's intention.

Seeing that the seeds were planted, Wu Yang put away the Great Desolation Sword and said:
"The mysterious tortoise clan is part of our witch clan. There is no need to discuss any more. In the future, the mysterious tortoise clan in the North Sea will surely become more prosperous. Go back and tell Zhiming Shenjun not to come up with any bad ideas, or the white tiger sage will be a lesson from the past."

Wu Yang didn't embarrass the three of them too much, which made Xuan Kun feel ecstatic.

He originally thought that this time he really had to confess here, but he didn't expect Wu Yang to let them go so easily.

"Thank you Lord Wu Yang for your noble hand, we will definitely bring the words to the gods."

Xuan Kun thanked him again and again, observing the changes in Wu Yang's expression with his eyes.

Seeing Wu Yang waving his hand to signal, the three of them flew away in an instant, not daring to stop for a moment.

These three people thought they were the survivors of the catastrophe, but they didn't know that they had already been tampered with by Wu Yang. They would be the "tools" of Wu Yang's luck creation in the future, and would continuously provide Wu Yang with the power of luck.

Xuangui Patriarch looked at the three people who left, shook his head and sighed:
"Thank you fellow daoists, if they dare to come again next time, please kill them."

The Xuangui Patriarch thought that Wu Yang was giving him face, so he didn't kill the three of Xuankun, after all, these three were all from the lineage of Beihai Xuangui.

Wu Yang laughed and said:

"Before, the White Tiger Sage Monarch was an enemy of our Wu Clan, and his cultivation was rising step by step, far surpassing the other three Sage Monarchs. The benefits of this must have made the Zhiming Shenjun jealous, but it is a pity that he failed to see the situation clearly."

Wu Yang didn't feel much about Zhiming Shenjun, the other party was just rebelling against the profit, and when he saw that there was no profit, he knew how to choose.

The Patriarch Xuangui nodded, as long as the Zhiming Divine Sovereign survived, there would be a lot of luck bonus for their North Sea Xuangui lineage, so deep down in his heart he also did not want any accidents to happen to the Arctic Temple.

Wu Yang and the others dispersed separately, and the Xuangui Patriarch also went into seclusion again.

Since he came to the Witch Clan, he has been in retreat, and his cultivation base has been improved step by step. Now he has found the opportunity to break through, and he is only one step away from entering the quasi-sage realm.

Therefore, the ancestor Xuangui wanted to retreat and break through as soon as possible, and enter a new realm.

When Wu Yang returned to the main hall, he sat cross-legged on the Wudao futon. The luck golden vine seed "planted" by him had a mysterious connection with him, allowing him to sense where the other party was. situation within the scope.

"This is a wonderful use. It can successfully monitor the movement of the other party."

Wu Yang nodded secretly. This was the reaction of his power of luck combined with the Holy Sword of the Great Desolation. The two cooperated with each other to have this miraculous ability.

In Wu Yang's perception, Xuan Kun and the two envoys flew all the way to the North Pole Temple, and they didn't dare to stop at all.

The luck of these three people gradually merged into Wu Yang's luck.

The speed is not fast, but it has been continuous, which makes Wu Yang's luck continue to increase, while Xuan Kun's luck is rapidly weakening.

"According to this speed, in 1 years, I can plunder all their luck."

Wu Yang was excited, the power of luck was very mysterious, after Wu Yang absorbed the luck, the three of them could continue to generate luck, but the amount of luck produced would not be as much as now.

After the luck is lost, the luck they will generate again will be extremely rare, and they can only keep themselves alive.

When Xuan Kun and the others returned to the North Pole Temple, Zhiming Shenjun had already been waiting for a long time.

Xuan Kun hurried forward and said:

"Shenjun, we have humiliated our mission. The old man Xuangui didn't want to join us, and even recruited a few ancestor witches to take us down. If they weren't afraid of the majesty of Shenjun, we might not be able to come back!".

Xuan Kun had a sad expression on his face, and he couldn't see the "honest" appearance that the Xuangui clan of the North Sea should have at all.

Zhiming Shenjun had already guessed that Xuangui Patriarch would not cooperate with him, but he refused to let his subordinates try, and he never gave up.

"You have worked hard, go and rest, I will take care of these things myself."

Zhiming Shenjun's face was gloomy, he knew very well the temperament of Xuangui Patriarch, the two had conflicts, although they belonged to the same clan, they were not in harmony with each other.

Coupled with the fact that the Wu Clan is powerful now, and the ancestor of Xuangui has already joined the Wu Clan, how could he rebel so easily.

"The Witch Clan doesn't even look down on sub-sages like the White Tiger Sage Lord, so how can they give me face now? They don't kill Xuan Kun, is it because of the face of the Xuangui Patriarch?"

Zhiming Shenjun whispered, after all, the ancestor of the Xuangui is the supreme of the Beihai Xuangui clan. Since he has joined the Wu clan, he really needs to save the Beihai Xuangui clan some face in this matter.

Zhiming Shenjun saw that his plan would fail, so he completely fell silent and continued to plan other methods.

But none of them expected that Wu Yang didn't think about it at all, he was checking the new ability of his luck golden vine.

At this time, Wu Yang was feeling the continuous increase of the power of luck, and he was very happy.

With the increase in luck, Wu Yang practiced faster.

When he was retreating, he suddenly felt the energy and blood floating, and he felt a sudden whim.

"Chance!"

Wu Yang was overjoyed, he just "looted" some luck, and he didn't expect to gain it so soon.

The increase in luck not only greatly increased his own cultivation speed, but also triggered various positive events.

Now that Wu Yang can trigger the opportunity, it is inseparable from the increase of his own luck.

At the same time, the role of [Various Lucky Stars] cannot be ignored.

Wu Yang happily got up to find Jiufeng. Since another chance came, he had no reason not to go and see.

Nine Phoenix Ancestral Witch was retreating, when she saw Wu Yang approaching, she stopped.

"I found another opportunity, let's go and have a look."

Wu Yang held Jiufeng's little hand, the two were intimate, Jiufeng would not refuse naturally.

The twelve-winged golden cicada flapped its wings and flew into the sky, following Wu Yang's guidance, it flew towards the North Sea.

The opportunity this time was in the North Sea.

"Wu Yang, why are you so lucky? Opportunities keep coming one after another, but I haven't met them once. It's simply unreasonable!"

Jiufeng complained helplessly, she followed Wu Yang to collect chances all day long, but she didn't come across anything, which made her obviously sour.

Wu Yang laughed and said:

"I'm just lucky. I don't know what the chance will be this time."

Wu Yang smiled happily, and hugged Jiufeng into his arms, appearing to be in a good mood.

The two talked and laughed all the way, and soon came to the North Sea.

Among the Beihai Xuangui clan, the patriarch Xuanhai sensed Wu Yang's arrival, and he immediately got up and led his subordinates to greet him.

"Why did Wu Yang and Jiufeng come here at this time?"

Xuan Hai was very puzzled, he had already received news about Xuan Kun's entry into Penglai Xiandao before, could it be because of this matter?
When all of them greeted them, Wu Yang and Jiu Feng had already stopped.

Obviously, the fairy island in the North Sea has not yet come to life, and Wu Yang was the first to arrive.

"Master Wu Yang, Master Jiufeng!"

Xuan Hai respectfully stepped forward to pay homage, and seeing Wu Yang's cultivation, Xuan Hai was secretly surprised.

When he first met Wu Yang, the other party was only at the Great Perfection Stage of the Taiyi Golden Immortal, but now Wu Yang has surpassed him and has been promoted to the middle stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

In just a few short years, Wu Yang has broken through twice in a row, which shocked Xuan Hai extremely.

"Fellow Taoist Xuanhai, don't come here unharmed, your cultivation has improved a lot!"

Wu Yang said with a smile, Jiufeng struggled out of his arms, and the two walked to the sky above Beihai together.

"Master Wu Yang laughed at me. How dare I mention my improvement in front of you. It's embarrassing to me."

Although Xuanhai has improved a lot, compared with Wu Yang, it is really not worth mentioning.

Wu Yang laughed and said:

"I came here this time because I sensed that I was born by chance, so I came to Beihai. You don't need to worry about me, just practice yourself."

Wu Yang never pays much attention to those formalities, he came here for chance, so naturally he doesn't need the help of so many people.

Xuan Hai sighed secretly when he heard the words.

This Wu Yang's strength has improved rapidly, and his fortune is also very enviable.

The opportunity in the North Sea is close at hand, but Xuanhai didn't sense it at all, instead it was Wu Yang who was far away in the Nine Nether Lands who came here.

This is the gap between fortune and luck!
Xuan Hai nodded in agreement, but had no intention of leaving at all.

They followed Wu Yang to the edge of the North Sea. This time, they were not going deep into the North Sea, but in the direction where the North Sea was in contact with the Beiming Sea, close to the shore.

"This is where the opportunity lies, there should be some treasure."

Wu Yang looked up and down, but now there is nothing here, except for the rolling waves, there is no other existence.

"Perhaps in the sea."

Nine Phoenix Patriarch Wu reminded, Wu Yang nodded, and all of them entered the North Sea together and headed for the bottom of the sea.

This is not a deep sea area, but after diving in, everyone discovered that the sea area below this place is actually extremely deep, not bad at all compared to the deep sea area.

As they continued to go deeper, the feeling in Wu Yang's heart became clearer.

This shows that the opportunity is indeed below, in the depths of the sea.

"There is light!"

Xuan Hai said that they all saw light emanating from a deeper place ahead.

In this deep sea, something that emits light must be extraordinary.

Wu Yang felt it most clearly, when he saw the glow, he felt it.

"Xiandao, I didn't expect it to be another fairy island."

Wu Yang laughed brightly, other opportunities are of little use to Wu Yang now, but this fairy island can bring him a lot of luck bonus.

Everyone approached, this place is already extremely deep, and indeed there is a fairy island covered in dust on the seabed.

If it wasn't for its radiance, perhaps no one would have been able to discover its existence.

Wu Yang came to the fairy island and looked up and down the formation.

The innate guardian formation on Xiandao is very powerful, and it is not easy to open it.

As time went by little by little, the rays of light that emanated from the fairy island became more and more radiant, showing signs of going straight to the Nine Heavens Galaxy.

Wu Yang studied it carefully, and found that the formation was too mysterious, and Wu Yang felt very helpless for a while.

The fairy island began to slowly float towards the sea surface, and at the same time, a large amount of sunlight filled the space between the sky and the earth, attracting the eyes of every creature.

"Xiandao was born!"

Xuan Hai's heart tightened. If the fairy island floated above the North Sea, it would definitely attract many enemies. At that time, it would be difficult to handle.

But Wu Yang didn't care about these, he devoted himself to the research of the innate guardian formation.

With his continuous efforts, a flash of light flashed in Wu Yang's mind, and his title of [Formation Breaker] was successfully triggered.

"Boom!"

Wu Yang unleashed a blow, and a loophole instantly appeared in the originally indestructible formation.

Before he had time to greet everyone, he seized the opportunity and immediately rushed into the formation.

"The formation is broken?"

Nine Phoenix Patriarch Wu smiled, she still had some understanding of Wu Yang's abilities, although the formation had not been fully opened, but Wu Yang had obviously found a loophole in it, thus entering the formation ahead of time.

Now, as long as he refines the island guardian monument inside the formation, he can completely control everything on this fairy island.

"This fairy island is the fourth fairy island of our Wu clan. I don't know which one of the three islands and ten continents it is?"

Nine Phoenix Ancestral Witch was full of anticipation. At this time, the fairy island was slowly rising, and it had already reached the surface of the North Sea. The divine fire rewinds for nine days.

(End of this chapter)