Chapter 644: Chaotic sea with shrines!

At the mouth of the Guanjiang River, silhouettes flew down from the clouds, lined up on the banks of the river, and stood there quietly, like 1,800 clay sculptures.
The 1,200 children of the Wu tribe stationed in various places in Guanjiangkou all looked at this place. They had known that they were all left behind by the sieve. Their aptitude, cultivation base, and bloodline of war witches were compared to this thousand and eight hundred Wu tribes. The children are slightly inferior.
But they didn't complain more than half a sentence, witches don't have so many flowers, it's better or worse.
Standing on the stone platform on the river bank, Yang Jian was discussing something with the six friends of Meishan.
A big dog jumped down on the cloud, rubbing affectionately by Yang Jian’s legs, Da Ang took seven masters of the Witch clan and fell from the cloud. Among them were two elders who were squatting, but they were terrifying. The blood energy ignited Yang Jian a little war spirit.
"Are you leaving?" Da Ang leaned forward with six hands, said hello to Yang Jian, and gave way to his side. "These are the two elders sent by the clan. My Wu clan was established after the First World War. There are not many strong ones left."
Yang Jian hurriedly greeted him and said to the old man and old woman; these two silver-haired wizards were quite respectful to Yang Jian.
I heard the old woman say: "The Witch Clan can get help from the true monarch, and now it has begun to regain its vitality. I really don’t know how to repay it. I heard that the true monarch is going to expedition to the chaos. "
The old man smiled and said: "The true monarch of Erlang is a disciple of the Taoist disciples, and he is the only one who inherited the will of the Father God from ancient times. It is not necessary to be polite to me."
"Two seniors, please take a seat," Yang Jian was really not polite, Meishan Six Friends arranged neatly, and Shitai had an extra row of seats in the blink of an eye.
"I don't dare to call it the current generation," the old woman smiled kindly, but she was skinny and corpse. "From now on, we two old bones will also be called second masters."
Yang Jian sneered, "Don't make fun of me, two seniors."
"This is not a joke," Daang scratched his head and leaned forward, sneaking Yang Jian, and said with a serious face, "The Great Witch Ji said that our Witch clan has nothing to know about now, and the two of them In order not to rob the new-born witches, I have always been buried in the ground. It’s good to be able to walk out and move my muscles and bones."
Buried in the ground...
Yang Jian felt a little stunned—naturally, he was stunned at the situation of the Wu Clan.
Under the calculation of Taoist Qian Hong, the Wu Clan will never leave the miasma-filled land of Luzhou in Beiju.
The two predecessors of the Witch clan in front of them, preferring to be buried in the soil rather than losing the name of the Witch clan, have left the Witch clan and arrived here today in order to help him.
How can I not be stunned?
"I'm afraid I will disappoint the two seniors..."
"Hey," the old man smiled heartily, "Er Ye Mo said such things, and then you will call me a witch, call her a witch. Although our body bones are old, but rubbing this kind of thing, a finger is still It can be done."
"How come I am a thing!" With a wide-open eyes, "I am also a general of the great witch sacrifice to relatives!"
"Heh," the witch raised his waist, "When we are fighting the demon saint, you are only eyebrows with those little demons!"
Da Ang suddenly looked dissatisfied, and Yang Jian hurriedly stopped, really afraid that the old middle school would fight directly.
Yang Jian said: "The two seniors shouldn't recover their vitality yet, so it's better to sit here and wait for a few months to enter the Chaos Sea."
The witch asked a little worriedly: "Second Lord, these little cubs are afraid that they can't resist the chaos..."
"It has been properly arranged," Yang Jian simply made the Chaos Fierce Beast into a war boat, and then ‘reformed’ the 1,000 or 800 children of the Witch Clan to the two seniors.
The witch ghost frowned and said, "Back then, I also wandered in the Chaos Sea. I also killed several so-called spirit races and took their spiritual cores. Can this thing be used on our witch race?"
How many have you killed?
Why did Yang Jian hear the wind in the sky in these words.
"It's okay to have the magic given by the Great Master Xuandu," Yang Jian had to inform the method given by Xuandu in detail, and the two witch clan seniors pondered for a while, and each nodded and agreed.
Xuandu's'spiritual core transfer method' actually requires only the physical tyrannical body of the person planted with the spiritual core to withstand the impact of the spiritual core of the Great Luo Kingdom on the physical body.
The souls in these spiritual cores have been cleaned up, leaving only a relatively pure function-transforming the chaotic spiritual energy into the spiritual energy that the monks can absorb.
Pangu opened the world, turning the chaotic air into clear and turbid qi, the turbid qi sinking into the earth, and the clear qi rising into the sky.
The Wu clan relies on the muddy qi to practice, and it does not completely absorb the turbid qi, but takes the ‘essence’ from it. The turbid qi corresponds to the clear qi. If the turbid qi is full and mixed, it is a chaotic aura.
In other words, these auras transformed from the spiritual cores of the Chaos Spirit Race also have the'essence' necessary for the Wu Clan's cultivation. You only need to take this essence and dissipate the other auras, and you can rely on the spiritual core to be in the Chaos Sea. Practice and survive.
Although the reason is simple, it really takes some effort to allow this group of children of the Witch Clan whose strength is even in the Heavenly Wonderland to accept the spiritual core left by the Great Luojing Spirit Clan.
Fortunately, they are the children of the Witch Clan. Although their cultivation bases are in the Heavenly Wonderland, their physical bodies are all stronger than the Golden Immortals of Yuan Shendao...
Da Ang is considered to be a more active mind among the Witch clan, and he suddenly became interested after listening to it for a long time.
"Second Lord, Second Brother? Tsk, are there any spiritual cores left by the quasi-sacred realm master after his fall?" Da Ang suddenly looked serious, "Why don't you try it on me? I will also set an example for these little guys. !"
Yang Jian couldn't help laughing.
Although the quasi-spirit core is precious, he happens to have a few in this incarnation.
In fact, even if Da Ang didn't take the initiative to bring it up, Yang Jian also had such an idea. He wanted to test whether the combination of the spiritual core of the Wu clan master and the Chaos Spirit Clan could be a little surprise.
Turning his hand, Yang Jian held a fiery red gem in his palm, the size of a pomegranate, exuding a strand of quasi-sage rhyme.
It originally belonged to a quasi-sage who practiced the way of fire. Since this quasi-sage was born in the Chaos Sea, it has been associated with his body, which is the foundation of this quasi-sage’s life.
This tyrannical Chaos Spirit Clan was wiped out by Puppet Fourteen, and there was no scum left on the soul, but it branded its own way on this spiritual core.
"You need to be cautious about this," Yang Jian said, "You don't have to worry about it. I will hold this spiritual core for you. When we find out how to combine the Witch Clan with the spiritual core, I will press it with you, how about?"
"To get it! To get it!"
With red light in his eyes, Da Ang grabbed the spiritual core in one hand, held it in the four big palms, and watched carefully.
"Good things, good things!"
The ghost on the side cursed: "Da Ang, bring it over and show us!"
Da Ang immediately covered the spiritual core tightly, and was generally anti-thief, but unexpectedly, the witch just pushed and pushed around with his hand. Da Ang flew to the witch and was lifted calmly with one hand.
"Come, I don't want you again!"
Da Ang suddenly cried and looked at Yang Jian when he asked for help, but saw that the second master had already stepped down the stone platform and arrived in front of the one thousand eight hundred Wu Clan children.
Six masters of the Witch clan of the same level as Da Ang stood in the forefront, and the twelve commanders, half of whom Yang Jian had trained, stood in the second row. Together with the row of Witch clan children, they looked at Yang Jian with scorching eyes.
Yang Jian said, "Everyone."
One thousand eight hundred witches roared in unison: "Second Lord!"
Obviously it was ordered by Da Ang in advance.
"Sit down," Yang Jian waved his hand, sitting down in front of him.
Some of this group of witches have been struggling for nine thousand nine hundred and nine hundred years in the bitter cold of Luzhou in Beiju, and some are only a few hundred years old. However, regardless of men and women, there is a kind of enthusiasm in their eyes at this time, and there is a certain burning in their eyes. Fighting spirit.
Wu is warlike, and he is born for war.
This is the fighting spirit that can be in the bones of the Witch clan, a clan condensed from the blood flowing in the body after Pangu God was unwilling to fall.
Yang Jian rectified his thoughts and suppressed the blood evoked by these guys.
"A few months later, Er Deng will start from there to fight in the endless sea of ​​chaos," Yang Jian paced slowly, although his voice was low, but with a certain strength, he went straight into the hearts of the people.
"Before you set off, I have to tell you something and not let you bleed without knowing why."
Luo Yu in the Twelve Commanders immediately shouted: "I wish to live and die for the second master!"
Immediately many witches shouted: "I wish to live and die for the second master!"
"Don't do it for me, you have heavier and more difficult responsibilities," Yang Jian said, and suppressed the restless witches.
Yang Jian no longer paused, covering a radius of ten li with profound energy, isolating all the spiritual sense from viewing, and speaking without hurriedness what he wanted to tell them in his heart:
"The Witch Clan was born from the Pangu God, but you know why Pangu God fell? He is for this world, for the creatures who have come with him, and are still in this world of reincarnation at this time."
"I can't tell you too much in detail. You only need to know that Pangu God was originally the strongest in the great predecessor, but that era was buried by a terrible enemy. For several eras, Was buried by those powerful enemies."
"Pangu God desperately died, but only temporarily repelled those powerful enemies. At this time, it can be concluded that those powerful enemies will come again one day, and this great world will be buried just like the previous times!"
When the witches and witches heard that their complexions had changed, they stood up tremblingly.
The secrets that Yang Jian said in the mouth have never been circulated in the prehistoric times.
"Pangu God has made all kinds of arrangements, even if he dies, he must lay a large formation to protect the prehistoric world. That great formation is today's way of heaven! And the witch, born from the blood of the Pangu God, is what Pangu God left in order to fight against those powerful enemies. Tinder!"
"But the witch clan is still calculated by the spies planted by these powerful enemies. I can say to you today because Dao Zu Hongjun has been wiped out by the six saints. Dao Zu cultivated the demon clan with the intention of subverting the witch clan. Put out the last fire left by Pangu God."
"He almost did it. Think about the current situation of the Wu Clan. Even if Dao Ancestor is dead, there is no way to recover the defeat of the Wu Clan."
Suddenly weeping came from behind Yang Jian. The witch was angry and cursed at the sky, but the cursing was inverted, and the witch was even crying.
"As soon as Dao Ancestor died, those powerful enemies must have known this. Maybe they will suddenly show up at some point, maybe only a hundred years later, maybe ten thousand years later.
But they will eventually come, destroying all the creatures of the entire chaos ~ EbookFREE.me ~ destroying all the marks left by Pangu. And you may be the last light and fire that the Wu Clan can bloom.
Lost? Are you afraid? Please cheer up, don’t say anything like being born and dying for me from now on, I Yang Jian, I don’t deserve you to be born and dying for me!
Because what you want to inherit is Pangu's will, Pangu's sustenance and expectation for the Wu clan!
Pangu blood is flowing in your body, you are a sharp edge to face those powerful enemies! It is a high wall that can guard this world!
I have been waiting for this day for almost a thousand years.
Thousands of years ago, I wanted you to practice and practice in the sea of ​​chaos, but your skills have not yet reached, and you can't stand the spiritual core entering the body.
But today, I can’t wait any longer, I can’t wait any longer!
There is no time for you to slowly absorb earth energy to practice, and there are no stable days for you to practice and experience every day.
After leaving Honghuang, you all have to accept these. These are the spiritual cores I took from which chaotic spirit races, with some aftertaste, but they can allow you to gain a foothold in Chaos and sharpen your weapons. Build a high wall!
When you arrive in the Chaos Sea, I will let you deal with the toughest battle situation and face the strongest enemy!
You must seize every opportunity to practice and break through! Do everything possible to awaken your true blood and discover your true potential!
You are witches! Is the descendant of Pangu!
Even if you want your blood to be awakened, thousands of creatures need to be poured with blood, I Yang Jian will be this villain!
Remember, whether you will be the first batch of prehistoric creatures standing in front of those powerful enemies in the future, or the only prehistoric creatures remaining in the battle.
Don't forget to hate before!
Don't bear Pangu. "
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