Chapter Eighty-Eight: What Can You Do

"What?" the Sixth Ancestor stood still and turned around, Sen Ran's tone made the people around him shudder. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Great Elder and the others were also stunned, they didn't know what Wu Kui was going to do, in their impression, Wu Kui, who had always been known for his calmness, had never made any impulsive moves since he sat on the position of patriarch, even if it was just a small matter, it was also from the overall situation.

But where is this? Pull the whole clan into the water?

Wu Kui couldn't see any emotion on his face, but his tone was very resolute: "Your Excellency can't take him away!"

The young man stroked the soft red big with one hand, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth couldn't tell whether it was mockery or playfulness, he jumped onto the body of the poisonous ground ant, and said coldly: "What if I insist on taking him away?"

"That widow had no choice but to risk offending the Wang family and stop Your Excellency. Although Wu Kui's tone fluctuated, it was not difficult to see that he had made up his mind.

The colors in the eyes of the Sixth Ancestor changed, in fact, he also understood that it was not so easy to take away a clansman with the soul of the Moon Clan.

But what he didn't know was that no one in the entire clan knew that Wu Moxie had the soul vein of the Moon Clan.

At this time, the second elder stepped forward and said quietly: "Patriarch, do you really want to offend the Wang family for the sake of a Wu Moxie?

Wu Kui was silent for a few breaths, looked up at the flowing clouds in the sky, and sighed to himself: "As a patriarch, if you can't even protect your own clansmen, then what's the point of being the patriarch of this clan? For so many years, I have not been able to clean up the mess in the clan, and the collapse of the clan is also because of me, and now, it is time to do something for the clan." ”

The second elder was stunned, and thousands of words were choked in his throat, but he couldn't say it.

The Sixth Ancestor looked at Wu Kui expressionlessly, and suddenly smiled, but this was an angry smile. The moment his right hand poked out his sleeve robe, the wind around him was fierce, and a red gold talisman suddenly condensed in the palm of his hand, accompanied by a roar and rolling, as if the cold air everywhere was rolling because of this.

At this time, the ground shook wildly, and the poisonous earth ants also looked up to the sky and hissed, and the breath of the half-step peeping god realm erupted without a trace of reservation.

"Do you really not have the ability to make the cold bamboo mound disappear in the southeast region as an old man?, or, when the old man doesn't dare?!" The cold snort was like thunder, and hundreds of golden streaks shot out from the cracks in the earth's surface, and the dazzling golden light spread out.

"Senior, why be angry about such a trivial matter, maybe there is still room for discussion in the meantime?" the third elder hurriedly flashed out, sweating profusely, and defended.

But the young man didn't pay attention to the three elders at all, and the red daze behind him fluttered, and when the wind swept wildly, a phantom shadow appeared on his shoulder again, gradually condensing.

A golden cicada that was also a half-step glimpse of the divine realm flapped its wings and chirped, its whole body was like golden water casting, and its momentum was not weaker than that poisonous ground ant.

As the young spirit demons appeared one by one, the hearts of everyone present in the cold bamboo mound also sank little by little.

This is the horror of the spirit priest, as the years increase, the more spirit demons are summoned, the soul priest's cultivation breakthroughs, and the spirit demon's cultivation also increases, and gradually grows into a terrifying combat power.

It is rumored that those beings who have lived for thousands of years and have hundreds of spirit demons are called Si Long by people, and these people, one person, represent an army of spirit demons!

Of course, this is on the premise that the cultivation is high enough and the lifespan is long enough, you must know that although the life span of the soul priest is longer than that of mortals due to the cultivation of the soul, it is not infinite.

Common sense speaking, even if he is a priest in the god realm, he has a lifespan of only five hundred months, and he can only rely on other means to prolong his life. But where in this world are there so many longevity and longevity treasures to provide to the priests, otherwise, there would not be only twelve dragons in the entire Southeast Region.

Therefore, this Bu Tianwang family can also be said to be unique, because of the existence of Meng Turtle, the entire family has also benefited, and gradually grew into the first-class force of the Wansha League.

Therefore, Wu Kui's move undoubtedly brought Leng Zhuzun into the abyss in the eyes of the elders.

"Jin Dangjue!"

I saw that the six ancestors pressed through the void, and the golden talisman tore through the air, turning into countless golden mangs intertwined, wrapping the golden cicadas in between, and suddenly, the golden cicadas rushed away with dazzling golden mangs, which caught people off guard.

As the speed of the golden cicada increased more and more, the golden mang, which was like ten thousand snakes dancing, also swept through the void, emitting bursts of sonic booms, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Hundreds of golden patterns also spread towards the clansmen from the cracks in the ground, and it seemed that the six ancestors were actually angry, planning to use their own strength to kill in this place.

The offensive was like a tidal wave, roaring and rolling and reverberating, and everywhere it passed, trees collapsed and mountains and rocks shattered. This made the Yigan clan panic, and they immediately fled backwards in a hurry, but how fast could they be as fast as these golden patterns?

"You!"

Wu Kui's eyes were about to split, and a little remorse rose faintly in his heart under the trembling of his body.

He didn't expect that these six ancestors would be so irritable, and without saying a word, they would actually launch an attack on the clansmen.

Seeing this, the Great Elder's hands hidden in his sleeve robe tightened slightly, and he glanced at Wu Kui meaningfully, but he didn't speak, just took the rest of the elders towards the golden cicada, trying to stop it.

The golden cicada was only the size of a fist, and in the midst of its fluttering wings, it pierced into the abdomen of a clansman with the momentum of thunder, and then drilled out of its vest, and flew with flesh and blood.

A terrible scream rang out, and the tribesman fell to the ground, blood soaked in the soil.

The golden cicada galloped in the void, breaking through the air and rushing, and had already rushed in front of a young clansman again. It raised its head and let out a bloodthirsty roar, and when it was about to rush out, the Great Elder blocked in front of its eyes, and a verdant magic seal quickly condensed on its palm, turning into a light curtain to resist.

But where can the Great Elder at the peak of the eighth layer of the Fusion Spirit Realm withstand the attack of the golden cicada, even if there is only one layer of realm difference, it cannot make up for the serious tilt of the strength balance.

The golden cicada shattered the light curtain, and due to the Great Elder's obstruction, it seemed to be provoked, shifting the target of its killing to the Great Elder.

The collapse of the Great Elder's Law Seal made his expression change drastically, and he raised his hand to summon seven Blue-scaled Wind Falcon to come and resist, but how could he still have time?!

Just as the golden cicada rushed to the Great Elder, an arm suddenly poked out from behind him, and it actually grabbed the golden cicada, causing the golden glow on its body to disappear suddenly.

The Great Elder turned his head in astonishment, and when he saw a middle-aged man with a pale face, he was finally relieved in his heart, and exhaled, "You finally came out." ”

"If you don't come out, you're going to be wiped out, so naturally I can't sit idly by. "The middle-aged man was dressed in cloth, dressed plainly, and was extremely ordinary on the surface, but he firmly grasped the golden cicada that was in the realm of the gods in half a step, and the cover formed by a layer of soul power made the golden cicada unable to move.

"Your injuries are healed, where's Wu Leiyun?" said the Great Elder with a slight surprise.

Hearing this, the man in cloth smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "My injury is not healed yet, if it weren't for the big movement here, it is estimated that he would not be able to wake me up, as for Wu Leiyun, his life is still hanging now, hanging there is almost like a living dead, let alone saying it......"

The Great Elder's face darkened, and after pondering for a moment, he asked solemnly: "Then what do you do to the six ancestors of the Wang family, you don't have to be strong, if you are not sure, don't go up, the family can't afford to lose more." ”

The cloth-clothed man looked at the young man in the distance, and there was no fluctuation in his blade-like eyes, but he muttered slightly, "Is it a half-step peek into the divine realm?"

On the other side, the Sixth Ancestor also noticed the appearance of the man in cloth, and couldn't help but show excitement, and the next moment, the figure had disappeared and came violently.

"You are one of the eleven peeping god realms in the rumored Leng Zhuzuka, right? The old man has not fought against the real peeping god realm, come on, you and I have made two moves. The Sixth Ancestor laughed wantonly, and the talisman condensed on his palm revealed an earth-shattering coercion.

The man in cloth did not change his face, he had experienced many storms and waves, he was naturally not frightened, and the next moment his soul power was running and forced towards the six ancestors.

"No, your breath is so weak, are you injured?" The Sixth Ancestor frowned suddenly, stared at the cloth-clothed man, and soon showed a disappointed expression, shook his head, and sighed: "It's a pity, I finally met a genius who had already peeked into the divine realm before the sixtieth birthday, but I didn't expect to be seriously injured, and I was very ......disappointed."

After speaking, a punch fell without warning, and the wave of red gold swept away!

"Boom!"

Under the constriction of the pupils of the Buyi clan, the soul power gathered and condensed into a rolling yellow cloud, but it was still unable to resist the six ancestors in their heyday, and immediately vomited blood and flew, smashing down more than ten zhang later.

"Wu Ping!"

The clansmen exclaimed, and the Great Elder was even more shocked.

Wu Ping, who was originally on the second floor of the God Realm, couldn't block the punch of the six ancestors of the God Realm with half a step, which showed the severity of the injuries back then, and now, his breath was even weaker, and his chest rose and fell violently.

"The decline of the clan, ah......" sighed quietly.

One of the six ancestors of the Wang family can turn the world upside down in the cold bamboo mound, and no one can stop it!

"Enough!"

In the case that each of the people of this race could not take care of himself, Wu Moxie, who had been silent for a long time, snorted coldly, making everyone present stunned.

The sixth ancestor's red curtain suddenly fell, he turned to look at Wu Moxie, his eyes narrowed, and said, "What did you say?"

"Don't you want me to go with you? I just want to go with you! I don't have to hurt them!" Wu Moxie said coldly.

"Hahaha!What a kind-hearted relationship!~"

The Sixth Ancestor laughed, but his face suddenly converged in the next second, and he said indifferently: "Junior, who do you think you are?" The old man gave you a chance, but unfortunately your patriarch didn't cherish it, so the old man decided to slaughter the cold bamboo mound and then bring you back to the Wang family, what, with you, what else can you do?"

Wu Moxie looked at the Sixth Ancestor, as if he had decided something, took a deep breath, and roared in front of everyone.

"Shui Bai! Come out!!"

The roar containing the blessing of soul power echoed in the Moyun Mountains for a long time.