Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Tears of the Witch Ancestor are full of life

"Boom..."

The cascading waterfall slapped on Mo Lingquan's body, and the turbulent water hit the pool, and his figure rose and fell with the rippling ripples. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The realm is the most essential difference between the Void Realm and the Heaven Realm. As long as Mo Lingquan is willing, he can control a space around him at any time, and in this space, he controls everything. Letting the waterfall flow backwards is the best proof of this.

"Void Realm, is this the Void Realm?"

Running water can wash away the dust on Mo Lingquan's body, but it can't wash away the boredom in his heart.

"Hum..."

With a wave of the long sword in Mo Lingquan's hand, the waterfall split into two, separated from the two sides above his head, and from a distance, it looked like a separate portal.

With one step, his body had disappeared above the waterhole, and the separated waterfall suddenly closed, stirring up water droplets in the sky above the waterhole, and under the reflection of the sun, the colorful brilliance shimmered.

Mo Lingquan's figure appeared and disappeared in the mountains and forests, and every time it flashed, it was a distance of tens of zhang.

Since breaking through the Void Realm, his speed of travel has become even faster, the southern frontier does not belong to any domain of the Yunlan Empire, but it borders with the three domains in the empire, and is wrapped in the three domains. Through the primeval forests of southern Xinjiang, which are full of poisonous insects, you can reach the outer lands.

However, no one chose to go this way, not to mention the aborigines in Southern Xinjiang, just because the poisonous insects and miasma were everywhere, even the powerhouses of the Void Realm did not dare to go deeper, let alone ordinary martial artists.

Suddenly, Mo Lingquan's figure stopped, and in his perception, a group of strangely dressed aliens appeared, lurking in the jungle in front of him.

Mo Lingquan frowned slightly, and was about to hesitate whether to leave on a detour, when under his perception, three slender women dressed in colorful clothes and masked with scarves appeared on the other side of the path.

One of them was in the front, and she was more ornate than the two women in the back. Looking at the direction they were heading, Mo Lingquan guessed that the person in ambush ahead was waiting for them.

This place is about to enter the territory of southern Xinjiang, and looking at the dress of these three women, it is actually the service of the aboriginal Wu clan in southern Xinjiang.

Mo Lingquan temporarily dispelled the idea of leaving, and chose to wait and see, after all, southern Xinjiang is not so easy to break through.

If you can have a witch as a guide, you can avoid most of these dangers.

"Whoosh..."

The target of the group was indeed three witch women, and as soon as they fought, two of them were hit by several hidden weapons and fell to the ground.

This change, even Mo Lingquan, who was paying close attention to all this, was caught off guard.

didn't have to think about it, the long sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and "Cloud Dragon Nine Appearances" suddenly came out, and the next moment, Mo Lingquan appeared in the ambush.

"Hum..."

The long sword in Mo Lingquan's hand waved, and the attacking hidden weapon was guided by an invisible force, revolving around Mo Lingquan and the three witch women.

In this fight, Mo Lingquan felt that this seemingly ordinary secret weapon was not as simple as he imagined, and it could actually break through the gangqi, if it weren't for the special nature of his domain, the fusion of yin and yang would never be so easy, and it was very likely that he would break through the protection of the field and shoot on his body.

"Wow..."

Seeing this scene, the ambush person jumped out and pointed at Mo Lingquan with an angry face.

"Give it back to you..."

The corners of Mo Lingquan's mouth curled slightly, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, the hidden weapon around them shot towards the person who was attacking from the foreign land that exposed his body.

"Puff puff..."

A series of hidden weapons sounded in the body, and before the other party could dodge, he was shot into a sieve by the overwhelming hidden weapons.

They didn't understand until they died, why the hidden weapon they shot suddenly attacked them, and their faces were full of horror.

"The little girl Wu Bingyue thanked the righteous man for saving her life. ”

Behind him, the voice of gratitude of the woman of the Wu clan sounded.

"How are they?"

Mo Lingquan turned around and looked at the fallen to the ground. The two witch women with dark purple lips and weak breath frowned slightly.

"They are going to return to the arms of the Wu Ancestors..."

Wu Bingyue looked at the two personal maids with a calm face.

"By the way, the antidote..."

Mo Lingquan suddenly sounded, this secret weapon was used by the alien sneak attack, and they would definitely wear the antidote with them.

"Don't..."

Wu Bingyue's complexion changed, and she blocked in front of Mo Lingquan.

"This is a wasp tail sting, which is highly poisonous. They are the kings who live in the primeval forest, and when they encounter them, they run as far away as possible. ”

Wu Bingyue pointed to the hidden weapons on the corpses of those exotic warriors and spoke.

"There's no cure?"

Mo Lingquan frowned slightly, if it was really as the woman in front of him said, why did the other party get so many tail thorns with wasps.

"Yes, the tears of the Witch Ancestor can cure all poisons. ”

Wu Bingyue calmly poked out a small gourd from her arms and threw it to Mo Lingquan.

"That's not for them. ”

Mo Lingquan opened the porcelain vase and was about to pour it into the dying witch woman on the ground.

"Slow... After leaving southern Xinjiang, the tears of Wu Zu will not only be undecipherable, but will also become highly poisonous. ”

Wu Bingyue stopped Mo Lingquan's further movements.

"Are you watching them..."

Mo Lingquan showed a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

"It's still 500 miles away from southern Xinjiang. At most, they can hold on to the tea time, and they don't have time to rush back to southern Xinjiang. I shouldn't have taken them out of southern Xinjiang without permission. ”

Wu Bingyue glanced at the two subordinates with a weak look of pain on their faces, and their eyes were full of chagrin.

"Hey..."

Mo Lingquan sighed, although he was fully prepared before coming to Southern Xinjiang, but from the information given to him by Luo Li, he learned that in the primeval forests of Southern Xinjiang, there is a highly poisonous creature in the jungle called Vespa by the aborigines!

"Huh..."

Mo Lingquan suddenly found that the tears of the Wu Ancestor in the gourd in his hand exuded an aura that he was extremely familiar with.

With a slight sense, Mo Lingquan was shocked in his heart, this power was not the power of extreme yin. As time went on, the force grew stronger.

Could it be...

A thought flashed through Mo Lingquan's mind. As the saying goes, the cathode must be yang, and the anode must be yin.

The air swirled, and a heavenly power was drawn from the middle dantian and crossed into the gourd in his hand.

The power of the Extreme Yin in the Tears of the Witch Ancestor fluctuated violently, and just when Mo Lingquan was on guard and ready to throw it out at any time, the power of the Extreme Yin in the gourd was actually transformed into the power of the Extreme Yang.

"Tears of the Witch Ancestor..."

Wu Bingyue suddenly raised her head and looked at the gourd in Mo Lingquan's hand with a look of surprise.

"It's really the Tears of the Witch Ancestor, how did you do it?"

Wu Bingyue looked at the gourd in Mo Lingquan's hand with a look of surprise, obviously lifeless and poisonous before she handed it over to him. Why did it become vibrant again this time?

"This is the original state of the Tears of the Witch Ancestor?"

Mo Lingquan was dumbfounded, the tears of the Wu Ancestor that he had made were nothing more than spring water containing the power of the Yang Being.