Many children, many blessings, the great witch of blood will dominate the world!

Chapter 177 Kunpeng is regarded as an experience baby, and all his descendants will level up.

Facing the questions from his brothers, the Qinyuan family’s mythical beast also answered truthfully.

"Yes, and after competing with those two bald heads, my strength has improved a lot!"

"The guys who broke in outside are so weak. They are also quasi-sages, and they can actually become the demon masters and demon kings of the demon court."

"It seems that the outside is not as dangerous as dad said. At least the Demon Court is very weak. It may be the weakest force in the outside world."

"Why don't we go out and rob the Demon Court? There must be more top-quality materials there."

As soon as these words came out, the army of descendants immediately exploded, and they were all ready to move. Even the 30 Daluo descendants were a little moved.

However, they still weighed their own strength. After all, they were weaker than quasi-sages like Jieyin and Zhunti, so it was better to cheer from the sidelines.

"What, can actually improve combat experience?" All the immortal and god-level descendants were excited, as if they had obtained a treasure.

Uncle Hongyun has become a saint recently and is no longer very concerned about their practice. He often does not give full strength when giving guidance.

Uncle Qinglong also risked his life and traveled far away to visit relatives in the East China Sea. He might have been attacked by many saints on the way, and whether he could come back alive was a question.

They were worried about the lack of actual combat training. Unexpectedly, Demon Court sent three experience babies, which made everyone look forward to it.

Moreover, the improvement in strength of the younger brothers is real. They have almost mastered the Law of Poison, and everyone can see it.

"Let's go, I also want to strengthen my Thunder Law." The children of Lei Qing's family stood up excitedly. They are all hundreds of years old, almost the eldest among their descendants, but they suffer from too weak talents, so they need to hone themselves more. .

"I also want to improve the Hongmeng Taiyin Meridian, and I can't fall too far behind." The cubs of Chang Xi's lineage also nodded, their eyes full of anticipation.

Everyone picked up their protective magic weapons and stood ready, fully prepared, and then they arrived outside the mountain-protecting formation.

In the formation, the auras of the three people in Yaoting have also recovered a lot, and they are not as embarrassed as before.

Demon Master Kunpeng was even more thoughtful and stood up in surprise:
"Don't panic, you two. I'm almost cracking the secret of this formation. In fact, there's nothing remarkable about this mountain-protecting formation. It's just that there are many formation bases. It can be worn out if it takes more time."

Jie Yin and Zhunti also snorted coldly, and said disdainfully:
"This Wu Zun family really deserves to be beaten, and we don't care about these bastard descendants. When we are out of trouble, we must lead an army of monsters to besiege us. At the very least, we must destroy these quasi-saint descendants."

Zhunti's eyes were full of fierce light, he was quite unconvinced and unwilling to lose.It was hard for him to accept that a disciple of a dignified saint was surrounded and beaten by a group of mysterious children.

Zhunti looked at Kunpeng and added proudly: "When necessary, the demon master should not hide his clumsiness and use his trump card to ask for help."

"Don't worry, you two." Kunpeng nodded.

The three of them all knew that they were really going to push the Blood Witch family into a hurry. They still had a trump card that they had not used yet, so they directly attracted the demon army, and even summoned the will of Saint Hongjun to have a showdown with the Witch clan.

Nowadays, the lichs are in charge of the world and the world. I believe that such a result is not something that the ant witch master can bear.For a moment, Kunpeng felt a trace of cruelty in his heart, and he smiled coldly.

No matter how you say they are a powerful force, even if they fall violently, they cannot be suppressed here silently. It is too frustrating, not to mention being beaten by a group of yellow-haired children.

"Hmph, I'm really looking forward to it now. If I do it again, with my current peak state, I will definitely be able to suppress those brats with just a raised hand!" Kunpeng snorted coldly.The two people in the West were also full of expectations and wanted to feel proud.After these few days of adjustments, they were a blessing in disguise, and their strength also gained a lot.

On the other hand, these dolls from Wu Zun's family are just blessed by formations and have heel talents, and their own talents are not worth mentioning.But these disciples of Tao Ancestor are different. They have actually listened to the preaching of the saint and have a profound foundation.

But at this moment, before he finished speaking, a menacing wave came, breaking the silence of the mountain guarding formation.

"Where is that strange bird? I'm afraid it has grown new feathers." The mythical beast of the Sanxiao family came in with a sword in hand, looking around with a stern look, and quickly locked on Kunpeng.

Opposite me, Taoist Kunpeng trembled instinctively, his whole body was filled with pain, his teeth bared to the point of trembling, and he suddenly became furious.

It was okay for the kids from the Qinyuan lineage to bully them before, but now why do these bastards, who didn't know where they came from, have the right to be arrogant?
Although he was beaten into submission by those brats, it does not mean that all the descendants of the Witch Lord are at the quasi-saint level. This is impossible even if you think about it.

Thinking of this, Kunpeng stepped forward with a sneer and said bravely:
"You are so brave. You actually dare to provoke me. I will be very compassionate and give you guidance on your practice."

As he spoke, he stood proudly, his eyes falling on these young people in their 30s and [-]s, but he did not take them lightly.

Compared with the previously secretive brats, these reckless men seemed to be much easier to get along with. They all showed their auras without concealing anything, which was to Kunpeng's liking.

Jieyin and Zhunti on the side also sneered and said disdainfully:
"Hmph, I would like to see if all the descendants of the Witch Lord are so powerful."

The two of them didn't believe in evil anymore, and they couldn't bear to swallow it.Moreover, what do the descendants like Lin Xuan take their Demon Court masters for? Are they just experience babies? They all have to come and check them out.

Could it be that they, disciples of saints, are so shameless that they dare to jump out and bully even a cat or a dog? This trend must not continue.

Jie Yin Zhunti was rushing to the side of the formation, his expression also solemn and fearful, and he was looking at the field for a moment.

"We'd better go together!" Kunpeng stood proudly, looking around at the other party with disdain, ready to avenge his previous humiliation.

"Why do we need to attack you all together? Let me do it first." The descendants looked at each other and couldn't wait to come forward to discuss.

Chi Chi!

In an instant, as soon as the words were spoken, a man came out carrying a gourd. He first raised his head and took a sip of rice wine, then the sword light in his hand was ready to go. The sword intention rose into the sky, clattering down, carrying rolling pressure.

Kunpeng's pupils shrank first, thinking of the drunkard girl who snatched away the Taiyin Goddess, and then he was filled with rage.

"You dare, Shuzi, but it's just a poor imitation. You really thought I was scared."

Kunpeng's three corpses jumped violently, and their mouths were twisted in anger. Kunpeng exploded at a high speed and fled in the opposite direction of the sword's intention. "I'm afraid they won't even be able to cut my back on the small path."

He smiled disdainfully, his face full of anger. It was just that the Bixiao girl had mastered the art of swordsmanship with wine, but why could these young ants become stronger by drinking the same thing?

Kunpeng was ridiculed and disappeared in a whoosh, still feeling disdainful and disbelieving in his heart.

However, the next moment he saw the sword intent tearing through the sky coming down, his expression changed in an uproar. He was stunned, feeling palpitated and unbelievable: "What, this, this sword..."

(End of this chapter)