Prehistoric: From Witch Soldiers to Hunyuan Wuji Luoxian

Chapter 59 Demon Lord Luohu, Daozu Hongjun

In the stone hall, after Wu Yang came back, he began to practice in seclusion.

This trip to the Pangu Temple not only transformed Wu Yang's physical body successfully, but also gained a lot of true meaning from it.

Now that the seeds of Dao have been sown, in the future, as long as Wu Yang can persist in practicing, his strength will definitely be greatly improved at a certain time.

Wu Yang practiced with peace of mind. He transformed his harvest in the Pangu Temple into strength, and his own realm was further improved.

The previous baptism of the Pangu Temple took 1000 years. During this period, the three major ethnic groups fought continuously, and the atmosphere of the entire calamity was also pushed to the highest point.

In Buzhou Mountain, Shi Qilin summoned all the Daluo Jinxians in the tribes, and they were ready for a decisive battle with the Dragon Clan.

"Zu Long has been fighting in the north and south for these years. His dragon clan has suffered countless deaths and injuries. Now it has long lost its original strength. I have secretly reached an agreement with Fengzu. This time, we will attack the dragon clan together. After we destroy them, we will fight together with Fengzu." Compete!"

Shi Qilin stared at the crowd and revealed his plan.

"Old Ancestor, the Phoenix Clan is not trustworthy. If they turn their backs at a critical moment, wouldn't we be in a dilemma?"

The elders next to him stood up to object. They had been fighting with the Feng Clan for many years, and they had already had a blood feud with each other, so they didn't trust the Feng Clan at all.

"Yes, please think twice about this matter, the ancestors, the dragon and the phoenix, they are all treacherous people, don't trust them completely!"

One by one the elders stood up to object. They were still fighting with the creatures of the Feng clan before, and now they suddenly wanted to cooperate, which obviously made everyone a little unacceptable.

Shi Qilin shook his head and said:
"I have my own opinion on this matter. When the time comes, you can act according to plan, and leave other matters to me!".

Shi Qilin was full of confidence, he had thought of this a long time ago, how could he be plotted against by the Feng Clan.

Seeing this, all the elders nodded their heads one after another because of Shi Qilin's prestige and ability, and said nothing more.

The Qilin clan is secretly planning, and the dragon and phoenix clans are also dispatching troops to prepare for the final battle.

The three major ethnic groups secretly accumulated power, but the prehistoric world fell into a period of calm at the beginning.

In Yujing Mountain, the divine peak soars into the clouds, and the world is covered with snow. On the top of Yujing Mountain, a temple stands proudly between the sky and the earth.

The octagonal eaves of this temple are like the arrival of the sky, and an old man with a fairy style is sitting on the futon in the temple.

"The battle between the three clans is a matter of days, and now it seems that my opportunity is coming soon."

A piece of jade slip in the old man's hand exudes brilliant light, and there are dense Taoist inscriptions on it. At the same time, there are two words on the top of the jade slip: fortune.

The old man got up from the futon and walked slowly outside the hall. The light under his feet floated, and the whole person disappeared slowly, and he didn't know where he went.

On the western land, a mass of demonic energy filled the space between the heaven and the earth, suppressing the void like a black cloud.

Above the demonic cloud, stood a terrifying figure. He was dressed in a black robe and was hunting against the wind. The divine light in his eyes penetrated the sky and the earth, and he was looking at the eastern land.

"Bo Xun, Jia Luo, follow me to the Qilin clan."

The figure above the cloud was the Demon Ancestor Luohu. At this moment, he turned into a black cloud and disappeared quickly.

On the ground, countless demon creatures are waiting in battle, as if they are about to fight.

Demon King Bo Xun and Demon King Jia Luo disappeared, and they followed in the footsteps of the Demon Ancestor to the Eastern Land.

Undercurrents are surging in the prehistoric world, and the three major ethnic groups are fighting hard, but the Wu tribe is quiet. All the Wu tribes stay behind closed doors, and are working hard to improve their own strength.

Wu Yang wakes up from his practice. It is already 500 years later. The Dao rhymes he comprehended in the Pangu Temple have been firmly remembered, and all the ones he did not remember will be dissipated, and he will not be able to continue to practice in the future.

"This time in retreat, my way of primordial spirit has broken through again, and I finally entered the middle stage of the Heavenly Wonderland, which is a great harvest!"

Wu Yang was very happy. He didn't invest too much experience in the primordial spirit, but now his primordial spirit can improve steadily, which is definitely good news for him.

The power of the primordial spirit has greatly helped Wu Yang in refining the secret medicine and Wubao, and this breakthrough also made him a lot of progress in these two aspects.

A new secret medicine formula is being enlightened by Wu Yang, if it takes a while, maybe he can successfully develop a new secret medicine.

"I promised the Great Witch of the Nine Phoenixes before, that she will go to the Land of the Nine Nethers after she leaves the customs, and then collect blood essence and come back to make witch armor for the Witch of the Nine Phoenixes."

Wu Yang left the stone house and came to the forging hall. This time, it has been 500 years since he entered the Pangu Temple.

It took so much time for one baptism and one enlightenment, and many changes took place in the prehistoric land during this period.

It's just that the Wu tribe is not good at collecting information, and the tribe is closed to the outside world during this period, so the tribe doesn't know much about the outside world.

"Perhaps the war of the three clans is approaching, and the aura of calamity in the world has become much stronger."

Wu Yang looked at the sky, there were dark clouds all the year round, these were not thunderclouds, but robbery clouds condensed by robbery and evil spirits.

The three clans fought, and the aura of calamity was born. These auras of calamity are a disaster for the creatures of all races, but the members of the witch clan can absorb the evil aura to refine their bodies.

This kind of evil spirit can quickly help the monks of the Wu clan to improve their physical strength, but they will do more damage to the spiritual consciousness of the Wu clan's children. Once you absorb these evil spirits to forge your physical body, no matter how high your cultivation level is, it will be impossible to cultivate the power of spiritual consciousness in the future. Come on.

The disadvantages of this are not cared about by the witch clan. Including the twelve ancestor witches, they all use evil spirits to improve their strength, and no one cares about the way of the primordial spirit.

Although Wu Yang said he wanted to explain all this, but with his current status, no one would care about his proposal.

It is precisely because of this that Wu Yang can only be himself and not care about others.

After all, there are many capable people and strangers in the Wu Clan, and Wu Yang is not the only one who can realize this, but the Wu Clan is still following this path, which shows that it is not easy to change this situation, and the difficulties involved may be It's not one or two.

Just after Wu Yang left the customs, Wu Gan came to the door very quickly.

"Brother Wu Yang, it seems that your strength has improved a lot!"

Wu Gan had a smile on his face. After he was baptized from the Pangu Temple, his self-cultivation has greatly improved, and he may break through to the middle stage of the Taiyi Golden Immortal at any time. More importantly, Wu Gan's blood has also been purified a lot. Although he has not awakened blood, but his aptitude has also improved a lot.

As lucky as Wu Peng, there are obviously very few people who can stimulate the blood with just one elixir.

"Master Wu Gan, I am going to find you, and I will give you the Wuguang Hanmingjia now!"

Wu Yang knew the other party's intentions, so he didn't procrastinate, and directly gave the treasure armor to Wu Gan.

Wu Gan was overjoyed, he took the armor with a smile on his face.

"Thank you Brother Wu Yang, if you need help with anything in the future, just ask."

Wu Qian had been coveting this precious armor for a long time. Wu Yang took it out in the temple before, which made Wu Gan worry that other great witches would ask for it in advance, so he rushed to Wu Yang to ask for it as soon as he left the customs.

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