Chapter 175 The Great Witch Kills

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After leaving the Demon Court, Wang Ping wandered around the wilderness.

After pondering for a while, in a corner where no one was paying attention, Wang Ping changed his appearance.

At this time, Wang Ping transformed into a tall and strong man, covered with muscles.

This kind of body shape gives people the first impression that it looks like a witch clan.

Wang Ping's plan is to sneak into the Wu Clan and use the power of the Wu Clan to get some treasures from heaven and earth.

As one of the two giant forces in the ancient world, the Wu Clan is not much worse than the Demon Court.

With the help of the Wu Clan's power, he can definitely find enough heavenly materials and earthly treasures to reach the pinnacle of quasi-sage.

He grabbed a person on the road and asked for the location of the Wu Clan, and Wang Ping hurried all the way there.

At this time, the big man of the Wu clan that Wang Ping transformed into showed his original strength, a quasi-sage in the late stage.

After rushing all the way, Wang Ping reached the Wu clan in just over a month.

"who?"

Before he could get closer, with a loud roar, a group of people from the Wu clan ran out and stopped Wang Ping.

Looking at everyone with disdain, Wang Ping hummed: "Great Witch Kill!"

"Wizhan? Is there such a great witch?"

Everyone in the Wu clan was confused and looked at Wang Ping in confusion.

The ancestor witches and great witches of their witch clan are all familiar to each other, but there is no such guy among them!

"That's nonsense. We in the Witch Clan don't have a figure like you at all. Are there people from the Demon Court pretending to be fake and trying to sneak into our Witch Clan? Tell us!"

The first man, a big man from the Wu clan carrying an ax, stared at Wang Pingdao with disdain.

With a cold snort, Wang Ping said: "I am a Sansha, I was not in the clan before, but I came here to join today."

"Editor, you continue to make up. If you are from my witch clan, why didn't you come and join earlier? I think you are obviously a spy."

The big man from the Wu clan snorted and gave Wang Ping a hat regardless.

Not to mention, this big man from the Witch Clan did not wrongly accuse Wang Ping. If we consider his status as the Sky-Exploding Demon General, Wang Ping is really a spy.

"It is detected that the host is in trouble, please select."

"One, work hard to explain your identity, and the reward will be ten years worth of cultivation."

"Two, the Wu clan advocates strength. Let's teach them a lesson first, show the host's power, and reward them with five Fuxi Qin materials."

The system sound comes out and the task is issued.

A simple multiple-choice question with two options, the kind where you know which one to choose without even thinking about it.

It's impossible to explain, just beat him up.

"Spies? Ha, I think you deserve a beating."

With a slight snort, Wang Ping took a step forward.

He had fused a drop of Pangu blood before, so it was not an exaggeration to say that he was a witch.

This time Wang Ping did not use magic power and directly activated the power of Qi and blood.

A unique aura emitted as the power of his Qi and blood was activated.

There is no doubt that this breath belongs to Pangu's essence and blood.

The aroused Wang Ping revealed the same aura as the witches before him, but it was countless times purer than them.

"What, really?"

The big man from the Wu clan who questioned Wang Ping at first was confused and felt a strong sense of pressure coming towards him.

This damn great witch, this kind of feeling can only be felt by the ancestral witch.

Without giving the big man a chance to speak, Wang Ping punched him.

Wang Ping did not use all his strength, otherwise one punch would kill someone. The big man from the Wu clan in front of him was equivalent to Da Luo.

The people following him were only at the level of Jinxian and Taiyi.

With one punch, Wang Ping easily knocked everyone over.

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained five Fuxi Qin materials."

The system sounded and issued a reward to Wang Ping.

In fact, this option is not much different from giving Wang Ping something for free.

Wang Ping used the power of Qi and blood to stimulate the Pangu essence and blood in his body, and everyone in the Wu clan was alarmed.

Almost as soon as Wang Ping beat someone up, a famous ancestral witch ran out.

The main reason is that the aura on Wang Ping's body is really amazing.

Essence and blood are not ordinary blood. There is only so much essence and blood in a person.

After it is spent, it will cost a lot to make up for it.

Within the witch clan, only the ancestral witches had received a complete drop of Pangu blood essence, while the great witches and the like had only half a drop or even less.

Of course, in addition to the essence and blood, the people of the Wu clan are also fused with Pangu's flesh and blood, unlike Wang Ping's side, which only has a drop of essence and blood.

Even so, Wang Ping, who had just a drop of blood essence, also attracted the attention of everyone in the Wu clan.

Wang Ping's current feeling is actually somewhere between a great witch and an ancestral witch.

The power of blood is purer than that of the great witch, but it is still inferior to that of the ancestral witch.

"Stop, who are you?"

The first one to come out was Zuwu Emperor Jiang, who appeared silently.

Staring at Wang Ping, Di Jiang asked in surprise.

Wang Ping replied: "I am Wu Zhan, who has been living abroad. Today I came to the tribe to report."

"Witch Killer?"

After being stunned for a moment, Di Jiang stared at Wang Ping and glanced up and down curiously.

Wang Ping looked very calm, and if he showed him casually, it was expected that these guys wouldn't be able to tell that he was Brother Ping in disguise.

What's more, even if he knows, so what, let's not talk about whether the Wu clan can do anything to him.

Just say that the Pangu essence and blood in his body is genuine, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is from the Wu Clan.

At this moment, except for other ancestral witches and great witches who were busy or out, the rest of the people came running over.

"It's true that he is from my witch clan, and this aura is very pure."

Wu Qiangliang, the ancestor of thunder, spoke and nodded.

Wu Ping, the ancestor of Jin, accepted the words and said: "It's actually more pure than the great witch. It's almost catching up with us."

"I think a fight would better prove his identity."

Gonggong grinned with a strange smile and chuckled.

Hearing this, other ancestral witches and great witches all agreed, praising it as a good idea.

The speechless Wang Ping rolled his eyes. This way of identifying people is very strange!

It has to be said that these guys from the Wu Clan are really aggressive, and even recognize people by fighting.

But is Brother Ping afraid of fighting? Of course not.

This clearly shows that he has been sent a mission, and he can also train the Fighting Holy Physique along the way, which is not bad.

Wang Ping even had the urge to fight everyone one by one.

With the temperament of these guys from the Wu Clan, they are probably willing to do it.

Thinking of this, Wang Ping's eyes turned fiery and fell on everyone.

"The challenge from the Wu clan has been detected, please choose."

"One, I found an excuse to avoid the battle and was looked down upon by everyone in the Wu clan. I rewarded him with a Suanni cub."

"Two, defeat a great witch in a duel and be rewarded with a magic weapon, the Dragon Escape Stake."

"Three, defeat three great witches in single combat, and you will be rewarded with the magic weapon Four Elephant Tower."

"Four. Fight in a group. Use your own strength to defeat three great witches. You will be rewarded with a bottle of fairy spring."

As soon as the idea came to Wang Ping's mind, the system issued him a task in a timely manner.

There were four options in total, and Wang Ping compared them while listening.

When he heard the first one, Wang Ping couldn't help but roll his eyes.

He was already planning to take action. How could he choose this option to avoid fighting? What a joke.