In the ancient land, whether it is the witch clan or the fairy clan.
Because of the oppression of heaven and earth.
For example, most of the mountain and river monks in Zifu can only spread their spiritual thoughts for a hundred miles, but most of their eyesight is very amazing, especially the mountain and river monks, who can only see people a hundred thousand miles away.
As for the Zifu monks? If they can cultivate their 'spiritual eyes', their eyesight will also become astonishing, and they will be able to break through many illusions.
Therefore, a team of escaping witches like this one will deliberately walk through jungles, canyons and other areas.
Just to avoid detection.
"You have to practice even when you are on the run."
"Only by practicing hard can you become strong and survive in the wilderness."
"In this life, as a good man of the witch clan, you must at least reach the witch soldier level and be qualified to become a witch soldier." In the team, some old men at the witch soldier level are still working tirelessly to urge the young witches to practice.
Those boys and girls who are still "little witches" are practicing hard.
"Zhu Yi, you have become a wizard soldier at a young age. As long as you work hard, you will definitely become a wizard general in the future, and there will be no problem surpassing the 'Hou Feng' senior." The old man in animal clothing who is at the peak level of the wizard soldier is also teaching. Zhu Yi.
Communicating with these Zhuaxe tribe members.
Wu Yuan did not hesitate to use the pseudonym Hou Feng.
Originally, in the system of the witchcraft world, Wu Yuan should be called 'Hou Feng Wu Yuan'.
Therefore, Wu Yuan has no psychological barriers to using it.
"Yes, I will try my best." The girl Zhu Yi nodded seriously, her eyes full of hatred.
Witch general?
In the legend of the Zhuaxe tribe, any shaman general is a big figure who can destroy the world and destroy the world. He can single-handedly promote the tribe to a 'medium tribe'.
"If there is a witch general in the tribe this time, I am afraid that they will not be defeated by the attack of the immortal army." Zhu Yi thought silently in his heart.
..."These immortals are basically Qi Refiners?"
"Only a few commanders are immortals, and most are at the level of immortal soldiers." Wu Yuan observed silently.
After his spiritual thoughts dispersed, he monitored the movements of this group of immortal soldiers throughout the process, watching them rummaging around and exploring.
At this speed of exploration, this valley will be found soon.
but.
Wu Yuan did not rashly remind Zhu Yi and others to leave, nor did he rashly deal with these immortal sergeants. He was observing in order to collect more information about the immortal clan.
soon.
"General? Their team is just a part of their immortal army... Is the supreme leader an immortal general?" Wu Yuan overheard the whispered conversation between the two immortals.
Or they were so full of confidence that these immortals had no voice transmission from their spiritual thoughts.
It should be noted that, like in the Great Realm, in order to avoid being invisibly detected by high-level monks, most immortal cultivators communicate through spiritual thoughts.
"Is there an immortal general? That is, a Taoist priest who refines the void."
"The weapons used by these immortal soldiers seem to be very crude. They don't even seem to have third-grade spiritual weapons... Even the magic weapons that this kind of immortal army that dares to enter alone are equipped with are like this."
"In this world, the art of weapon refining may not be very strong." Wu Yuan continued to deduce.
Get the whole picture at a glance.
Sometimes, some seemingly inconspicuous clues, after comprehensive deduction, can reveal many deep-seated secrets.
The essence of weapon refining, alchemy, talismans, and even spells, formations, etc. is the in-depth application of Dao pattern combinations, and they are complementary to each other.
"Um?"
Wu Yuan suddenly showed a smile: "It's really interesting. The whole Wu clan is really united. Maybe I don't need to take action."
When Wu Yuan was thinking.
"Senior, we have rested, let's continue on our way." Zhu Yi, the old man in animal clothes, said respectfully.
"Okay, let's continue on our way." Wu Yuan nodded.
"Let's go."
"On the way."
"In the past two days, I estimate that we have advanced another 200,000 miles, and we should have escaped from the pursuit of the immortal army." These people of the Zhuaxe tribe gradually became calmer after they began to flee.
Moreover, there is Wu Yuan, a powerful sorcerer, protecting them.
When the whole team started to move one after another.
suddenly.
"Huh?" Wu Yuan seemed to have just noticed something and raised his head suddenly.
follow closely.
Two hundred miles away, silver-armored figures appeared in the sky, nearly a hundred figures. Their auras were quite extraordinary, especially those at the head, who spread out in a mighty manner.
Looked here.
"Haha, we are so lucky that we actually bumped into this group of Zhuaxe remnants." The leading silver-armored monk showed a sneer and said in a low voice: "Brothers, remember, don't move those girls, capture them alive."
"Everyone else? Kill them all!"
"Kill with me."
"Kill!" The three immortals and seventy-eight immortal soldiers immediately erupted with extremely powerful auras. At the same time, the armors on their bodies began to glow with light. In an instant, they became invisible as a whole. !
A huge roc bird.
The body length exceeds a thousand feet!
This huge roc was burning with extremely raging flames, as if it was lighting up half of the world.
The power is overwhelming!
"It's the Immortal Army!"
"The Fire Immortal Army is a team of one hundred people." The expressions of the old man in animal clothes and other groups who had joined the witch army in the tribe all year round couldn't help but change. They knew very well how terrifying the Immortal Army was.
One on one? These immortal monks are no match for the powerful Wu clan.
But the most terrifying thing about the Immortal Army monks is that when they gather into an army, they will form terrifying battle formations one after another, with overwhelming power!
Their Zhuaxe tribe was defeated in one fell swoop by the powerful Fire Immortal Army's 'Thousand-Man Team', which formed an extremely powerful battle formation.
Unstoppable.
Logically speaking, a hundred-man immortal army consists of three ordinary immortals commanding seventy-eight immortal soldiers. Once a battle formation is formed, it can completely suppress a peak sorcerer. It can be said that it is inferior to the sorcerer general and the immortal general. Invincible.
"escape!"
"Zhu Yi, listen to me and prepare to escape immediately." The old man in animal clothing was filled with despair. He shouted at Wu Yuan: "Senior Houfeng, run away."
"This is the Fire Immortal Army."
"You can't stop it alone."
"I just ask you to take Zhu Yi and escape with your life." The old man in animal clothes looked at Wu Yuan anxiously, and the eyes of the other witch soldiers were also full of despair.
They see no hope of survival.
escape?
Even the strongest sorcerer may not be able to escape in front of the flaming roc who is good at flying.
"No need to run away." Wu Yuan said calmly, but there was a trace of curiosity in his eyes.
Obviously the level of weapon refining is not high, and even the level of the immortal army warship seems to be very low.
How could such a perfect battle formation be formed?
This couldn't help but make Wu Yuan curious.
Of course, Wu Yuan didn't care at all about this so-called 'Fire Battle Formation'. He could destroy it with just one slap.
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, no need to run away?
What's the meaning?
The next moment.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" From the top of the mountain on the other side of the mountain range, five or six powerful figures suddenly rushed out, and they turned into a towering void hundreds of feet high in an instant.
All of them stepped on the void with rapid speed.
"Fairy bastards!"
"Dare to kill my witch clan? Kill!"
"Let's all die." These figures were like gods of war standing tall on the sky and the earth. They seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and they roared towards the flame bird that was rushing down.
"What?"
"They are sorcerers. All of them are powerful sorcerers at the pinnacle."
"It's other Wu clan tribes that have come to support us."
"Not good." The faces of the cultivators from the Fiery Fire Immortal Army who were still full of confidence changed drastically.
Especially the three immortals who led the team.
Facing three powerful sorcerers, they were sure to escape unscathed.
But here, there are six in total!
No!
It's seven!
Because, when the six peak sorcerers who had been hiding nearby broke out, Wu Yuan, who had been waiting by the side, also followed suit.
Of course, Wu Yuan also showed normal mountain and river realm peak combat power.
"There is another brother."
"Brothers!"
"They are also brothers of our earth shaman lineage." When the six peak sorcerers saw Wu Yuan's aura erupting into a hundred-foot giant, they all smiled with great enthusiasm.
"brother."
"Kill these immortal bastards together." The slightly immature-looking black-armored sergeant at the head roared towards Wu Yuan.
"Haha, okay, kill." Wu Yuan also laughed and responded.
The Wu clan is naturally extremely generous and enthusiastic. Even in this strange and ancient land, this has not changed at all.
Wu Yuan couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.
"call out!"
The youngest black-armored sorcerer, with the most violent aura, holding a sledgehammer in each of his four arms, was the first to face the flame roc with great ferocity.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The other black-armored sorcerers also transformed into streams of light and rushed forward, quickly surrounding the fleeing flame roc.
A fierce battle broke out immediately between the two sides.
"Dirty Witch Clan, get out!!" The Flame Pengniao was so powerful that its balls of flames were like magic weapons, resisting the attacks of numerous war hammers and war knives.
Even several sharp spears were blasted away by the feathers and sharp claws.
For a while.
A group of powerful sorcerers surrounded the Flame Pengniao and were unable to do anything for a while.
"These sorcerers all have good cultivation and good fighting awareness, but their source skills are too weak." Wu Yuan shook his head secretly.
He has been observing the battles of other sorcerers and assessing their general level.
The perception of the Tao is almost the same as the outside world.
However, these sorcerers are all from the lineage of earth witches, so the mysteries of the Tao they perceive are all lower laws that belong to the "Law of Earth".
In terms of foundation, it’s not too bad, with a sixth- or seventh-grade foundation.
The fighting skills are all okay, but the source technique is too bad!
From Wu Yuan's point of view, they only cast some ordinary source arts, and they only mastered one or two.
How can a sorcerer who is not good at source magic be called a god of war who can change the world?
"If I don't take action, if the fighting continues like this, even if I can kill the flaming roc, one or two sorcerers will eventually die." Wu Yuan had noticed it.
Seeing that it was unable to escape, this flaming roc felt a hint of madness.
but.
Wu Yuan doesn't want to expose his own strength yet.
"Rumble~" An inexplicable and directional wave of spiritual energy suddenly erupted, like the water of a river bursting its banks, rolling towards the flame roc, directly through the flame roc, hitting a person inside. Immortal Army Monk.
The secret technique of the soul - "Soul Shaking Seal"!
The body-refining deity is not good at the secret arts of spiritual soul, but with a perfect level of spiritual consciousness, how can he deal with a few ordinary immortals who do not have the secret treasure of spiritual defense?
"Buzz~" For a moment, the entire flame bird seemed to be stunned and made mistakes, and its huge body began to sway faintly.
The battle between life and death is only a moment.
"Tear!"
The young black-armored sergeant finally seized the opportunity and suddenly struck the Flame Pengniao on the head with his two hammers.
"Pfft~" Like a watermelon exploding, the Pengniao's head shattered, and the entire battle formation collapsed instantly.
"No!"
"Escape! Go quickly."
"No." The sergeants of the Fire Immortal Army inside the battle formation all looked desperate. They relied on the battle formation to fight fiercely with the sorcerers.
Lost the battle formation?
Immediately, like chopping melons and vegetables, this group of peak sorcerers swept across this group of immortal army sergeants.
The only thing that slightly surprised Wu Yuan was.
When these immortal army cultivators died, each of them transformed into different demon cultivators, such as birds, foxes, big snakes, etc.
They are all monsters.
"Demon?" Wu Yuan was slightly startled. He hadn't noticed it before.
Demon does not refer to a certain race, but refers to most flesh and blood life forms except the human race.
Because the human race is too powerful, it is recognized as the leader of all races.
"Witches and immortals fighting for hegemony? Or lich fighting for hegemony?" Wu Yuan muttered to himself.
In many legends of previous lives, the demon clan seemed to be extremely united.
But in fact, there are only demons, and there has never been a 'demon clan'.
Many races are fighting endlessly, but in very ancient times, when facing the powerful human race, they all joined forces to protect themselves.
In this era, there are very few racial divisions in the Qingling world.
Because after the cultivation is strong and reaches a very high level, the evolution of the origin of life is similar, and it seems that different races can give birth to descendants of blood that can reproduce.
Where are the differences between races?
However, although Wu Yuan was surprised, these Wu Clan monks were all very calm, as if they were no longer surprised.
Soon, the world returned to peace.
"OK."
"God bless you."
"This disaster has finally come over. It is the witch army from other powerful witch tribes." The people of the Zhuaxe tribe who had been anxious and worried in the canyon finally felt relieved.
They didn't have much to celebrate after experiencing the collapse of their tribe, they were in no mood to celebrate.
At this moment, it's all just pure joy and gratitude.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Five of the six wizards quickly landed on the ground, quickly organized a team of more than a thousand wizards, and continued on their way.
Wu Yuanze, and the young black-armored sorcerer who had collected all the loot.
Walking in the void.
"Brother, my name is Houquan, and I am a sorcerer from the "Hucheng Tribe" of the higher tribe." The young black-armored sorcerer's body returned to its original shape, his skin was as dark as a piece of charcoal, and his eyes were extremely bright.
impressive.
"You shouldn't be from the Zhuaxe tribe, right?" Hou Quan looked at Wu Yuan, quite curious.
Wu Yuan couldn't help but smile.
The major witch tribes in the ancient land are extremely united. Although there are blood connections at the bottom, most of the time, a tribe belongs to the same lineage.
"My name is Houfeng, from the 'Houhu Tribe'."
Wu Yuandao: "It is true that I am not from the Zhuaxe tribe. I met them by chance on the wandering road, so I decided to protect them and go to the nearest Wu tribe."
"Houhu?"
"Is it the Houhu tribe that was conquered decades ago? Are you a member of the Houhu tribe?" Hou Quan had a look of shock on his face.
Apparently, he had heard of the Houhu tribe.
"Yes." Wu Yuan nodded, seeming a little emotional, and said in a low voice: "At that time, I had just become a sorcerer. It was because I had experienced the destruction of the tribe that I couldn't bear to see them suffer."
"The witch clan in the world is one family." Wu Yuan said solemnly.
"Brother Houfeng said well and did better. I admire him for being willing to take the risk of meeting an immortal general."
"As expected of a good man from the Wu clan." Hou Quan's eyes lit up and he said, "So brother Hou Feng is still alone now? He has not joined any tribe?"
"No."
"Before I fled, I made up my mind to rebuild my Houhu tribe." Wu Yuan looked sincere.
"Rebuild the Houhu tribe? That is a medium-sized tribe. It needs at least a shaman-general. Brother Houfeng has great ambitions." Houquan said with a smile: "However, like my brother, you are alone. It will be difficult for you to become a shaman-general."
"I, Hou Quan, admire you. Are you willing to join my Hou Cheng tribe? We are also of the same lineage of native witches." Hou Quan looked at Wu Yuan.
Invite actively!
The ancient land was in constant war, and it was normal for the Wu tribes to invite each other to join.
"But I..." Wu Yuan seemed to hesitate.
"Haha, brother Houfeng, I understand your thoughts. When you become stronger in the future, you want to establish a tribe?" Houquan laughed and said: "I also have the idea of opening my own tribe."
"When did you hear that the higher tribes prevented their tribesmen from opening up tribes? On the contrary, they encouraged them!"
"Our Witch Clan became the overlord on the earth precisely because of the strong men who opened up tribes, multiplied and expanded their territories."
"That Immortal Court seems arrogant. Sooner or later, my Wu Clan army will attack Tianzhu Mountain." Hou Quan smiled and said: "Come on, brother, I will welcome you as a tribe."
"Are the wizards and generals of the tribe willing?" Wu Yuan couldn't help but ask.
"Haha, don't worry, Brother Houfeng." Another bold voice sounded. It was another sorcerer flying over. He smiled and said: "There is a person with the blood of the Heavenly Witch in the team you are protecting. This is a great contribution."
"You are strong enough, and the wizard generals of the tribe will only welcome you."
"Besides, Hou Quan is also of the bloodline of the Heavenly Witch and will become a witch general sooner or later. He has a very high status in the tribe. If he recommends me, there will be no problem." The burly wizard said with a smile: "My name is Hou Ming. "
"Heavenly Witch bloodline?" Wu Yuan looked at Hou Quan in surprise.
No wonder his status is at the top of the list.
However, the probability of meeting two people of the Heavenly Witch bloodline in a row is still very low.
"Brother Houfeng, are you willing?" Houquan said with a smile.
"Okay, as long as the Houchen tribe doesn't dislike it, then I will join." Wu Yuan said with a grin.
According to the information learned.
In the ancient land, the witch tribes were divided into lower tribes, middle tribes, high tribes and Tianwu tribes.
There are only four Tianwu tribes.
The number of high-level tribes is very small, and there are usually earth witches and even high-level witches sitting in charge. Each high-level tribe is one of the important forces of the ancient witch clan.
Each high-level tribe is stationed everywhere on the earth, making the Wu Clan the undisputed master of the earth.
Being able to join a high-level tribe is a good choice for Wu Yuan now.
...When Wu Yuan, Hou Quan and the others continued to move forward.
Two hundred thousand miles away in the north.
A warship was breaking through heavy air waves and moving forward at high speed.
"Um."
"Did all the fifth team die?"
The silver-armored monk on the bow of the warship narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of murderous intent: "Killed by a group of sorcerers? Which high-level tribe did he belong to?"
Only hundreds of thousands of miles apart, he received the news from his men before they died.
"Kill him immediately."
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ps: I haven’t reached the 5,000 monthly pass yet, but I will add monthly passes first. A 5,000-word chapter will be counted as one chapter.
Asking for a monthly ticket!
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