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Seeing the injustice, Mo Wen thought about it, and he didn't seem to have such a high consciousness. However, since that Tiger Slayer was a member of the Seventy-Two Tribal Alliance, and he happened to meet him, it was nothing that could save his life.

The Blood Ying Tribe? He thought that there were only seventy-two tribal alliances on this ancient wasteland, and it turned out that there were other tribes. And this Blood Ying tribe doesn't seem to be simple, it doesn't seem to be afraid of the background of tiger slaughter at all.

"Your Excellency, are you from the Seventy-Two Tribal Alliance?"

Master Wu said with a solemn face, when did such a master emerge from the Seventy-two Tribal Alliance? He found that he couldn't see through this young man's cultivation more and more, but he was definitely not inferior to a mid-Taixuan monk, and even an ordinary mid-Taixuan monk couldn't kill Mu Yue's Thirteenth Master's Fu Jin in such a short period of time.

"What do you say?" Mo asked lightly

The Heavenly Snake Divine Spear in his hand had already been raised again, and with a flash of thunder, it attacked Master Wu Xuan, he liked to be direct, not like nonsense.

There was a dark aura emanating from Master Wu's body, and his body seemed to be blurred, constantly changing positions, as if trying to avoid Mo Wen's spear.

However, the Heavenly Snake Divine Spear was always with him, and no matter how he dodged, he couldn't escape the lock of the Heavenly Snake Divine Spear.

Burst!

Master Wu was directly knocked into the air by a spear, blood splattered, and with his cultivation at the peak of the early stage of the Taixuan Realm, he couldn't stop Mo Wen's blow.

Mo Wen killed four or five hundred barbarian ancient beasts of the Taixuan Realm in the Yang Ling, and the murderous and aggressive aura of the Heavenly Snake Divine Spear in his hand can be imagined.

"Withdraw!"

Master Wu let out a low shout, turned into a black shadow, turned around and fled, not daring to look at Mo Wen before leaving, with a frightened face.

Cha Bai had long wanted to escape, and even before Master Wu turned into a ray of light and fled to the edge of the sky.

"Divine Thunderstorm!"

Mo Wen flew into the sky, and the Heavenly Snake Divine Spear in his hand turned into a 360° circle, the thunder roared, and the entire heaven and earth were darkened.

The next moment, the sky was full of dark clouds. The thunder and lightning snake raged in the dark clouds, and the radius was within the scope of the dark clouds, and a terrifying coercion crushed down from the sky, and thunder fell. Like thunder and rain.

Bang!

A huge lightning spear phantom tore through the dark clouds, poked out from the sky, and slammed into the light of Cha Bo with incomparable precision, and the terrifying crushing force rolled down, and Cha Bo only resisted for a moment before being completely annihilated. None of the Genshin escaped.

On the other side, the thunder converged more and more, turning into a huge thunder and lightning cage, trapping the retreat of the Venerable Wu Man.

Master Wu was worthy of being a monk at the peak of the early stage of Taixuan, far stronger than Mu Yue and Cha Bai, and black light erupted from him, shattering the cage formed by the convergence of those thunder rains. However, the thunder rain is endless, and the cage is also formed endlessly, layer after layer. It greatly reduced the speed of the Venerable Wu Clan.

Mo Wen stepped on the void and walked step by step, like a king in thunder and lightning. Thunder God Rain is the first of the five styles of Thunder God, and its power is extremely great, and the pure attack effect is still above the stars.

The phantom of a thunderbolt spear poked out of the dark clouds again and slammed into the Venerable Wu.

"No ......!"

Master Wu screamed in panic, and at that moment, Bai only resisted a breath before he was annihilated, no matter how confident he was, he knew that he couldn't bear it a few times.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and the Venerable Wu was frightened. It actually exploded directly, and the terrifying impact force exploded the huge thunderbolt spear phantom, and a black light flew out from the thunder and lightning in the sky, and fled outside in panic.

"Humph!"

Mo Wen snorted coldly. The monks who can cultivate to the Taixuan Realm are really fierce and decisive characters, and once they can't do anything, they will immediately blow themselves up and seek the last way to survive through the bloody life of rebirth. Many immortal cultivators, because they are reluctant to give up their physical body, often hesitate at critical moments. But it was this moment of hesitation that often caused them to die at the hands of the enemy before they even had a chance to blow themselves up.

The monk of the Taixuan Realm is quick to think and decisive enough.

The dark clouds above the sky rolled for a while, and the thunder and lightning converged again, turning into lightning and surging towards the fleeing Venerable Wu Shangren's primordial spirit.

"Genshin Differentiation!"

A tragic voice sounded, and the black primordial gods of the Venerable Wu suddenly split into two, two into four, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into four groups of primordial gods, divided into four different directions and fled, and in a flash, they were thousands of miles.

The thunder and lightning in the sky continued to gather and intercept, but it was obviously difficult for the Wu Shangren, who was divided into four, to stop them all, and in the end, three primordial gods were destroyed under the thunder and lightning, and only one primordial god escaped.

"The secret technique of the Genshin Differentiation Class!"

A flash of surprise flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, he didn't expect that Master Wu had also cultivated this kind of primordial god secret technique. The Yuan Shen Differentiation Secret Technique is a relatively common type of secret art among the Yuan Shen Secret Arts, but it is difficult to cultivate, and almost most monks cannot successfully cultivate it.

Because the Yuan Shen Differentiation Secret Technique has high requirements for the Yuan Shen, generally only monks who also cultivate the Yuan Shen can cultivate the Yuan Shen Secret Technique, and among the hundred monks, I am afraid that none of them may be able to perform the Yuan Shen Differentiation Technique.

Although it is difficult to cultivate, the secret technique of Yuan Shen Differentiation is also very practical, and the most prominent point is reflected in the escape for life.

At the critical moment, the monk can use the technique of dividing the primordial spirit into many parts, as long as one of the primordial gods escapes, he can survive.

Among the hundreds of millions of gods and spirits cultivated by Mo Wen, one of the three core secret techniques is called the incarnation of thousands of thousands, and the incarnation of thousands of people is also a secret technique of the differentiation of the primordial gods, when cultivating to the highest level, you can transform the primordial gods into thousands in an instant, almost killing can not kill, killing can not kill inexhaustible, the ability to save life can be called rare in heaven and earth.

"There is only a quarter of the Yuan Shen left, even if you escape, I'm afraid that your cultivation will be reduced to the Dou Zhuan realm, and if you want to cultivate back, you don't know about the Year of the Monkey and the month of the horse, and you may not even be able to cultivate back for the rest of your life."

Mo Wen shook his head lightly, although the Yuan Shen Differentiation Secret Technique can escape his life, if he loses too many Yuan Shen, the price is also very large. Venerable Wu had only a quarter of the primordial gods left, and even if he was reborn, it would be impossible for him to still have his original cultivation.

"Your Excellency, are you really a monk of the Seventy-Two Tribal Alliance?"

Over there, the tiger slaughtering who was on the verge of death also eased up, and looked at Mo Wen with a shocked face, and there was a deep look of horror and fear in the depths of his eyes.

This young man is too terrifying, killing such a Taixuan Realm monk is like killing a chicken and slaughtering a dog.

When did the Seventy-Two Tribal Alliance have such a terrible monk, and how did he never know? Not to mention the Venerable Wu and them, even he, a monk of the Seventy-two Tribal Alliance, never knew that Mo asked this person.

"Sort of." Mo asked lightly. I didn't explain much, anyway, it didn't matter if it was or not.

"Thank you for your life-saving grace, my life will be Your Excellency's from now on. If there is an order, it must obey the order, and the horse's head is the foresight. ”

Hu Zhu bowed deeply, looking at Mo Wen's gaze and still being scared, the anger on this young man's body was too strong. This ferocity. It's not that there are any, I don't know how many creatures you have to kill to condense them, and they must be high-level creatures. It can be seen from the neatness with which Mo Wen killed the few people just now that this young man is definitely the latest chapter of a fierce and ruthless immortal master.

"I have some fate with your seventy-two tribal alliance, so I just saved you." Mo asked lightly.

The deep wound of the tiger killing was not light, and he almost died, and at this time only half of his body was left, but for a monk of the Taixuan Realm, the damage to his body was not a big problem.

Have some fate with the Seventy-Two Tribal Alliance? That is to say, he is really not a member of the Seventy-Two Tribal Alliance. No wonder he, the high-ranking member of the Seventy-Two Tribal Alliance, never knew of this person's existence. On the surface, this young man's cultivation seems to be just a fighting realm. But this is definitely not his real cultivation, at least he is an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of Taixuan.

His eldest brother, Hu Hanheng, was also a monk in the middle of the Taixuan period, but he was sure that his eldest brother would never be able to kill the three of them so easily.

"Your Excellency, the snake stick is what I got from the ruins of an ancient monk's cave, and Hu has nothing else to get his hands on, so I will give this snake stick to you, and I should repay you for saving your life."

Tiger Slayer thought about it for a while, and handed over the dry snake stick in his hand, which almost killed him. In front of Mo Wen, he didn't dare to leave this treasure behind.

Who knows what this young monk means? Whether it was because of this heavenly spirit treasure that he made a move, compared to his own life, no matter how good the treasure was, it was in vain.

Mo Wen glanced at the dry snake stick. He wasn't interested in this kind of ordinary Heavenly Spirit Treasure, and he didn't just make a move for this snake stick.

"It's useless to me, you can keep it." Mo asked lightly. The gentleman does not take the favor of others, since the dry snake stick is found by the tiger from the ancient ruins, that is his chance.

Tiger Slaughter was shocked in his heart, and he breathed a big sigh. The dignified Heavenly Spirit Treasure was actually useless to him! Even among the monks of the Taixuan Realm, people with Heavenly Spirit Treasures were quite rare, and there were no more than five Heavenly Spirit Treasures in their Seventy-Two Tribal Alliance.

Even if you can't use it yourself, the Heavenly Spirit Treasure can be traded to others and exchanged for a large number of treasures. What kind of person is this young man, he is so free and easy.

"Thank you, Your Excellency." Tiger Slaughter bowed deeply, and at the same time of awe, there was a trace of admiration in his heart, this kind of monk, I'm afraid I can't find a few in the entire ancient wasteland.

"I'm going back to the Ula tribe, and if you want to go back to the Seventy-Two Tribal Alliance, then go the same way."

Mo Wen thought for a while and said, after the Venerable Wu escaped a primordial god, and returned to the Blood Ying Tribe, it was difficult to guarantee that no one would come to chase and kill the Tiger Killing Clan, and with the current state of the Tiger Slaughtering Clan, he might not be able to return to the Seventy-Two Tribal Alliance unharmed. After all, a Heavenly Spirit Treasure like the Dry Snake Stick was attractive to most of the Taixuan Realm cultivators. Since he was saved, let's save people to the end, and send the Buddha to the west, anyway, he will return to the Ula tribe.

"I can't ask for it!" Tiger Slaughter's eyes were overjoyed, he didn't expect this young monk to be so kind that he was willing to escort him back.

Ula tribe?

How is it somewhat familiar, it seems to have been heard somewhere.

After thinking about it for a long time, a flash of astonishment suddenly flashed in Tiger Slaughter's eyes, isn't the Ula tribe the small tribe at the bottom of their seventy-two tribal alliance?

It was a small tribe that couldn't be smaller, a backward little tribe that was almost kicked out of the Seventy-Two Tribal Alliance.

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