Prehistoric: From Witch Soldiers to Hunyuan Wuji Luoxian

Chapter 76 Ancestor Hongjun Into Chaos

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, but he was suppressed and beaten from the beginning to the end, and he didn't take advantage of it at all.

After the fight with Luo Hu, Patriarch Hongjun also began to worry.

Luo Hu has always been cunning, from the battle to the end, he only used the magic weapon, the God-killing Spear, and did not use other means.

Ancestor Hongjun didn't know whether Luo Hu had other hole cards, but he knew a little better that Luo Hu must have more than just shown this ability.

"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 of the demonic way is a battle of fate, just like the war of the three clans, it is inevitable to fight to the death in the end.

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.

In order to be safe, Patriarch Hongjun had to be fully prepared. For this level of fighting, if one is not careful, he will die.

"Although I am the chosen one, Luo Hu also has a lot of 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?
(End of this chapter)