Luck: I lay flat and was forced to create a flood

Chapter 59
Both the Wu Clan and Kunpeng were shocked at the moment.

Kunpeng naturally needless to say.

Now Tang Ping is choking his neck, like a chicken being choked.

The witches were even more shocked.

This miscellaneous bird has captured their tribe many times.

They can't fly, and they can't do anything about this extremely fast miscellaneous bird.

However, no one thought that the monks who were driven away by them before were hiding in the void.

Not only that, Tang Ping also easily caught the miscellaneous bird!

This is a miscellaneous bird that makes them at a loss!
It was so easy to be strangled by the neck!

Such a huge contrast made a group of Wu people look at each other in dismay.

Even the big man of the Wu clan who was going to shoot Kunpeng just now was holding his bow and arrow with a dull expression.

Tang Ping glanced at the group of witches.

His eyes fell on the young Wuzu who was pulling the bow.

"what?"

Tang Ping let out a sigh. From this young man, Tang Ping saw a strong luck that he had rarely seen before!
For prehistoric creatures, the higher the luck, the harder it is to die.

Similarly, their role in the prehistoric world is greater.

Tang Ping didn't expect to see such a lucky witch clan here.

He raised his eyebrows and glanced at the bow and arrow in the young man's hand.

"What the hell, can't I be so lucky?"

Tang Ping smacked his mouth, suddenly felt a pain in the ass.

I met two people at once, one from the witch clan and one from the demon clan, and you took both of them?

It seems that the two sides are deadly enemies!

He looked at the young man with the bow, and then at the Kunpeng in his hand.

Tang Ping felt even worse.

Which one to choose?
At this time, all the witches also looked at Tang Ping and the Kunpeng in his hand.

He looked at Kunpeng with murderous intent.

I can't wait to kill this miscellaneous bird!
However, intimidated by Tang Ping, a group of witches did not act rashly.

"Grandma, this Kunpeng is not a good thing at all. For him, it is not worthwhile to lose a group of witches!"

Tang Ping immediately made a decision.

Although there are not many witches here.

But if he offends the Wu clan here for this Kunpeng, the Wu clan here will pass the news back to the Wu clan tribe.

Then when the time comes, it will be difficult for Tang Ping to establish a relationship with the Wu Clan.

Thinking of this, Tang Ping already had a plan in mind.

But Tang Ping naturally couldn't give up Kunpeng just like that.

Kunpeng transmitted his spiritual thoughts, "Do you want to die or live?"

Kunpeng was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that this mysterious strong man would ask him this through voice transmission.

Kunpeng was not stupid either, he hurriedly said: "Senior, this junior wants to live!"

"Okay! Be my mount if you want to live, and give you to this group of witches if you want to die."

Tang Ping's voice was flat, but Kunpeng was shocked.

How could he not know the hatred of the Wu clan towards him.

Look at the eyes of Wuzu who want to eat him alive.

Kunpeng knew that if he fell into the opponent's hands, he would definitely be swallowed.

As for Tang Ping's previous sentence, he was still a little angry.

The first Kunpeng in the majestic world of mine is going to be your mount!

However, compared to anger and frustration, life seems to be more important.

"Why? Don't want to? Since you don't want to, forget it."

Tang Ping sighed and was about to send him to the Wu Clan.

"Wait, I promise!"

Today's Kunpeng is not as cunning as the later generations.

Facing Tang Ping's threat, he immediately compromised!

The corners of Tang Ping's mouth turned up, and he was unambiguous, directly leaving a brand in his soul.

"嘠～"

Kunpeng uttered a cry, and after being released by Tang Ping, he flew straight into the sky.

He vented fiercely in the sky.

This frightened the people of the Wu clan.

I thought Tang Ping had let the miscellaneous bird go.

Even when the young man who drew the bow just now was about to shoot Kunpeng with an arrow, Tang Ping fell down.

"Everyone, don't get excited."

All the witches looked at Tang Ping warily.

Tang Ping was not in a hurry, and looked at everyone with a warm face.

"Everyone, don't be nervous. This big bird has already been subdued by me. From now on, he will be my mount, and he will never come to harm your tribe again. You can rest assured!"

The witches were shocked again.

Unexpectedly, Tang Ping took this miscellaneous bird as a mount without making a sound.

But in this way, they could not avenge their own people.

This made the people of the witch clan very upset.

"Everyone, it would be a pity to kill him.

Wouldn't it be better to let it become a mount and endure the suffering of the mount for life after life? "

After listening to Tang Ping's words, all the witches seemed to have some truth.

All the witches in Zhichangzi were fooled by Tang Ping just like that.

"Fellow Daoist will really let him be a mount for the rest of his life?"

The young man holding a bow and arrow asked uncertainly.

Tang Ping nodded, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist, I will never break my promise."

All the witch clan breathed a sigh of relief, and felt much better.

Tang Ping took the opportunity to ask: "I don't know how you call you fellow Taoists?"

All the witches looked at each other, and then introduced themselves one after another.

Tang Ping is such a master, if he can get acquainted, it will be a good thing for their tribe.

Sure enough, Tang Ping didn't know the rest of the witch clan.

But the one holding the bow and arrow was indeed Hou Yi.

It's just that this person's current cultivation base is too low, and he has only reached the Profound Immortal Realm.

With such a cultivation level, Tang Ping could almost kill him with one finger.

"Pity."

Tang Ping sighed in his heart.

Although this kind of cultivation is much stronger than his big apprentice, the spirit turtle.

But Tang Ping still decided not to accept this guy as his apprentice.

Tang Ping's target was the twelve ancestor witches.

The twelve ancestor witches were somewhat attractive to Tang Ping.

Unfortunately……

"What? You want to take us as disciples?"

When Tang Ping passed Hou Yi and met the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he directly explained his intentions.

However, the Twelve Patriarchal Witches were furious.

"Only you are worthy of being our apprentice!"

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches were furious.

"We are the blood of God the Father, how can we be your disciples!"

"Yes! You have some strength, but you are so arrogant! You want to be our master!"

Looking at the angry Twelve Ancestral Witches one by one.

Tang Ping felt a headache.

He didn't expect that this group of guys would be so repulsive to worshiping himself as a teacher!

Tang Ping really wanted to say, "What the hell, don't talk about your godfather Pangu, what the hell, he was created by Lao Tzu!"

Looking at the Twelve Ancestral Witches who were so angry that they were about to strike, Tang Ping felt tired.

"What the hell! If you follow me, I will let you solve the problem of not having a soul!"

However, Tang Ping did not say this in the end.

Looking at this group of idiots, Tang Ping also lost interest in accepting apprentices.

It is almost impossible to accept these twelve ancestor witches as disciples.

Tang Ping preferred the next best thing.

"Since you don't want to worship me as a teacher, why don't we discuss each other?"

Hearing the discussion, the Twelve Ancestral Witches immediately became interested.

(End of this chapter)