Chapter 483: The Witch Clan

After a night of cultivation, Haotian finally succeeded in compressing the energy in his body, but the effect was very subtle, only compressing the original strength to ninety-nine percent, but this had already made him extremely satisfied, at least it proved that it was not completely impossible to compress the power in his body.

In the next half a month, Haotian took everyone to kill everywhere every day, now they are not afraid of any brute beast in the Jindan realm, as long as there are no brute beasts in the beast tide, they will not hesitate to rush up, under the rush of nearly a hundred strong people above the barbarian dragon realm, the brute beasts of the Nirvana realm will also die in an instant, of course, they must also learn to cooperate, there are many brute beasts that are stronger than them in the army of brute beasts, if they fight alone, it is difficult for them to make a difference, only close cooperation, can exert ten times more power than themselves。

Now Haotian and the others have amassed a lot of wealth, just the Nirvana Realm Barbarian Beast Essence Yuan is no less than three hundred, and the high-level Barbarian Beast Essence Blood has also collected a large amount, in addition to the cultivation needs of everyone, the Beast Yuan and the Essence Blood have been preserved by them, and they will become the capital for them to rebuild their homes in the future.

After half a month of compression, the energy in Haotian's body has reached a critical point that his body can bear, and he can neither absorb spiritual power to cultivate, nor can he continue to compress, otherwise there is a danger of exploding and dying, he began to look for an opportunity, an opportunity to trigger the catastrophe, and he already had a premonition that the catastrophe is not far away.

On this day, everyone came to a destroyed tribe, the ground was full of mutilated bones, broken wooden houses, rivers of blood, warm blood was still bubbling, intertwined with the blood of brute beasts, forming a scene like Shura's hell.

"Chasing, the beast tide has not gone far yet. ”

Haotian's eyes froze, and the rich killing aura in his eyes burst out, and his body naturally exuded a Ling Ran coercion, not only because of his strong strength, but also because he was in a high position, of course, the killing in the past few months was also crucial, this kind of momentum was not at all something that other strong people could have, and some people could not cultivate the majesty of the superior in their lifetime.

Everyone in the rear responded in unison, chasing in the direction where the beast tide left, all of them had a cold and serious look on their faces, and they had been accompanied by death for a long time, which had made them completely hide their inner emotions, coupled with the pain of losing their loved ones, now they looked like a team of Shura from hell, cold and ruthless, and decisive in killing.

"Chief, that's not right. "The old iron head took half a step back and followed Haotian's side, I don't know when the title has changed, it is no longer the previous 'little chief', but - chief.

Haotian nodded slightly, raised his right arm and signaled everyone to slow down, and the temple guardian elder who acted as a scout in front of him quickly ran back and reported to Haotian respectfully:

"Chief, there are two strong men with a very terrifying aura fighting in front of them, and all the brute beasts around them are killed and wounded, and one of the strong ones seems to be ...... Witch. ”

"Wu?" Haotian and the old iron head and the others beside him asked at the same time, they obviously didn't know what kind of existence 'Wu' was, the temple guardian elder nodded solemnly and explained:

"The Wu clan is the same as my barbarians, has been living in the 100,000 mountains, in ancient times the barbarians and the Wu clan are the enemies of life and death, there have been large-scale bloody battles all year round, killing and injuring hundreds of millions of people at every turn, and then there are great supernatural powers to split the 100,000 mountains into a death canyon, since then the witches will never see each other, unless something extremely important happens, the two clans will have strong people who risk their lives to cross the death canyon to each other's borders, otherwise, dozens of hundreds of years may not be able to see the figure of the Wu clan. ”

"I see. Haotian nodded suddenly, a little lamented the enormity of the 100,000 mountains, now he has a general understanding of the area where the barbarians live, and its huge degree is beyond his imagination, but he didn't expect that there is a race as huge as the barbarians in another place, so it can be seen that the area of the 100,000 mountains is by no means measurable by mortals.

At this time, the temple guardian elder continued:

"That Wu Clan is definitely a super powerhouse above the Jindan Realm, otherwise it will definitely not be able to cross the Death Valley, Chief, do we still want to move forward?"

"Jindan Realm?" Haotian's eyes narrowed slightly, and a palpitating cold glint flashed in them.

Haotian ordered all the barbarian warriors to cultivate in place, and he himself continued to approach with the old iron head and the temple guardian elder, and the little lazy who was sleeping in his clothes also woke up and climbed on his shoulder, and the person stood and watched with a strange head, and walked for about four or five minutes, and two terrifying breaths appeared in front of them within their perception, although they were far away, Haotian and the others had already seen the figures of the two people fighting in front of them, because the two were in mid-air at this time, flying without wings.

Flying in the sky is a very obvious symbol of Jindan Realm.

The three of Haotian quickly approached the battlefield, the powerful aura in front of them had already made them feel a trace of pressure, when they were less than a hundred zhang away from the two warring people, they could already see the battle scene very clearly, the two warring sides were obviously strong people in the Jindan Realm, one of them was a tiger-backed bear, reinforced and iron-bone, shirtless and bearded, was a rugged-looking big man, who looked no more than forty years old, but Haotian knew that his real age was definitely more than that, the Shouyuan of the Jindan Realm powerhouse was much higher than that of ordinary cultivators, generally about three hundred years, so the strong people who reached this realm aged relatively slowly, and they were able to cultivate to the Jindan RealmNaturally, it can't be as simple as just being in your forties.

The other person was a thin old man, with a slender body, a dark complexion, dressed in a black feather coat, and his eyes exuded a cold light, looking unusually evil, at this time, the two fought repeatedly, black and cyan spiritual power collided strongly in mid-air, and the bearded man was obviously at a disadvantage, and it seemed that he had been seriously injured.

At this time, the evil old man let out a series of piercing evil laughs from his mouth, and sacrificed a jet-black bone spear, which was full of black gas and lifeless, as soon as it appeared, it seemed that the temperature around him had dropped a lot, and it was obvious that this was the magic weapon of the evil old man's sacrifice.

The bone spear with terrifying energy fluctuations, pierced the sky, as if piercing the space, appeared directly in front of the bearded man, and pierced his chest in an instant, with a long roar, the bone spear was pulled by an invisible force, and instantly returned to the hands of the evil old man, and the black qi on it was a little heavier.