Chapter 368: The Last Stand
"Not good."
"Childe!" Not only Zhu Ren, but the faces of the two wizards who followed him also changed.
They are responsible for protecting Zhu Ren.
And in the main city of the tribe, with their strength and Zhu Ren's background, it stands to reason that they are extremely safe, and no one dares to provoke them.
But today, apparently, hit the iron plate.
"Me?" Zhu Ren is just a newcomer to the witch, a gentleman, and he has never experienced any life-and-death battles.
"Whew!"
"Whew!" The two peak powerhouses of the sorcerers exploded instantly, and their bodies suddenly began to become huge, just to resist Hou Tong's attack.
But it's too close.
Houtong is a witch general at the pinnacle of powerhouse? And he has been trained by the witch god and the witch elder all the year round, so where would he make such a low-level mistake at close range?
"Peng~" "Peng~" The giant palms that were whipped out instantly differentiated into several flesh and blood giant palms, and two of the big hands directly pinched the two peak powerhouses of the wizards, and their desire to struggle and explode, but they couldn't move a trace despite the explosion of the source technique, which made them show a look of horror.
With the strength of their sorcerer peak, they don't have the slightest power to resist?
At the same time.
"Peng~"
The largest giant palm passed directly through the crowd and pinched Zhu Ren in an instant, like pinching a small insect, completely enveloping him in an instant, and he couldn't make a sound at all.
"Puff~" is like the sound of a meat worm crushing.
The giant palm opened, and I saw weapons, armor and the like flying to the ground, and a large amount of scraped meat.
Good luck, die!
The Sanctuary Realm can be reborn with blood, and all flesh and blood must be strangled, which can be called an immortal body; But the monks of the Mountain and River Realm, although they can not die if they pierce their heads and hearts, they are far from being so magical, as long as they directly kill the gods and shatter the mountains and rivers in their bodies, they can be killed quickly.
"Peng~" and "Peng~" The two wizard peak-level protectors and several ordinary followers were directly whipped and thrown away, like dead dogs, and they all flew directly out of the courtyard.
For Hou Tong, it is enough to kill only one Zhu Ren.
Retinue? There's no need to hurt your life.
And this scene also made a large number of tribal nobles who originally came to the auction sluggish, and they couldn't believe the scene in front of them.
No doubt!
This seemingly inconspicuous maid in red is actually an incomparably terrifying existence.
"Let's go."
"Run."
"Hurry up and report to the witch general." The entourage left the courtyard in horror in a few streamers.
In the courtyard, there was silence.
"Everyone, okay, the troublemakers have been cleared, so let's continue the auction." Hou Tong said lightly, her breath returned to normal, as if she had really only killed a bed bug just now.
However, everyone looked at the pile of minced meat not far away, and they all subconsciously swallowed their saliva.
Auction?
Where do they still have auction intentions?
Most of these so-called tribal nobles are only from the wizard family, and most of them are just witch soldiers, and they are only obsessed with other things because of their low talent.
Far from being the real ruler of the tribe.
A truly strong person, who focuses on cultivation, where will he come to watch the work of a so-called master carver?
Even if you want to see it, it's usually just a call to the house.
The status of the master of the art is very high in the eyes of ordinary shamans, but in the eyes of real big people? Nothing.
"Xiaotong, let them go." Wu Yuan, who was not far away, suddenly spoke.
"Okay." Hou Tongwu frowned slightly, but he still said: "Okay, the young master speaks, you can go." ”
"Thank you, Master Qianshan."
"Thank you, Master."
"Let's go." In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people around the square dispersed and quickly fled in all directions.
They could see that this master of the Thousand Mountains was very powerful, and even the maids under his command were very strong.
But!
This is the Juhong tribe, the power of the witch generals, and the tribe, where can ordinary strong people be presumptuous?
The courtyard quickly became empty.
Sou!
Hou Tong dodged and came to Wu Yuan, Hou Tu Wu God, and Hou Shi Shang Wu to face, she hummed: "It's not fun." ”
Wu Yuan and the others looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.
"Many tribes of the Wu clan seem to be starting to slack off again." Hou Zhi Shangwu sighed.
"Hmm."
"The end of the Witch Immortal War, my Wu Clan has won a great victory, and the Immortal Clan has been suppressed, and most of the regions have not been affected by the Great War." The Witch God said in a deep voice: "Without external troubles, the internal atmosphere of pouring and hedonism will naturally rise. ”
"All systems will gradually decay, this is the norm." Wu Yuan on the side also said lightly.
The three of them, how do they exist?
They are all at the highest level of the Ancient Wu Clan, walking on the land along the way, walking through a large number of Wu tribes, and seeing a lot of gentlemen, as well as some tribes that seem to be quite powerful, but in fact have become corrupt inside.
Knowledgeable.
Like Zhu Ren? It's just an inconspicuous one of the many gentlemen they encountered, and they only want to 'exchange' the source crystal for a maid, but it has not developed to the point of robbing it on the spot.
And some Wu tribes, except for a few strong and bloodline people, other Wu people are almost like slaves.
There are few such tribes, but there are some.
"My Wu clan is united, enthusiastic, and warlike in my bones, but there are many things in my human nature that cannot be avoided." Hou Zhi Shang Wu said: "The only thing that can be done is to inspect and change over and over again to form a system." ”
"The strong should have privileges, but this privilege should be constrained, not unbridled expansion." After the confrontation on the witch road.
Wu Yuan and the Houslayer Witch God couldn't help but nod, and on this point, they had obviously formed a consensus.
Suddenly.
"Houfeng Witch God, when are you leaving?" The Witch Slayer God smiled and said, "This place is exposed, it's time to change places." ”
"Hmm."
"We can't sort out the entire Desolate Ancient Witch Clan by a few of us, but since we have encountered it in this tribe, then take care of it." Wu Yuan smiled faintly: "However, we can be regarded as acquaintances, so we don't have to come forward in person." ”
"Well, it's an acquaintance."
"Let's go!"
There wasn't much to pack, Wu Yuan, Hou Tu Witch God, Hou Zhi Shangwu, and Hou Tong turned into streamers and left.
As for that Thunderbeast statue? But he stayed where he was.
With their strength, they quietly left, and even the guardian formation of this medium tribe was not alarmed in the slightest.
……
The Juhong tribe, as a medium-sized tribe, occupies a large area, more than 100,000 li.
Inside a large palace.
A banquet is taking place.
"What? My child 'Zhu Ren' is dead? Killed outright? The host of this banquet, Zhu Yanwujiang, showed a hint of anger on his face.
He listened to his debriefing.
Yes, he has several sons, Zhu Ren is only the most inconspicuous of them, he doesn't care too much, and he doesn't expect the other party to have much success.
But!
He didn't care anymore, it was also his own son, and when he heard that his son was killed, his heart was naturally filled with anger.
"Let's go, let's see, who is so bold as to dare to be presumptuous in the main city of the tribe?" Zhu Yanwu will get up and want to go out.
Suddenly.
Hum~ A terrible oppression came in an instant, and the powerful coercion made Zhu Yanwu, who had just stood up, sit down again, and there was a trace of horror in his eyes.
What level of oppression is this?
This kind of oppression also caused the dozens of sorcerers at the banquet to collapse to the ground one by one, and they were extremely frightened.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
High in the hall, three figures appeared, led by an old man in a black robe, and two purple-robed people, a man and a woman, followed by his side.
"Patriarch?" General Zhu Yanwu looked at the purple-robed middle-aged man who looked like an entourage with a bit of confusion.
Since the head of the family, he is like an entourage?
What kind of existence does the old man in the black robe have?
"Zhu Yan, you made a big mistake, can you be guilty?" The purple-robed middle-aged man glared at Zhu Yan and scolded sharply.
I wish Yanwu will become more and more blind, but how cunning is he?
I vaguely understood it in an instant.
His own son, did he provoke a terrifying existence? Is it the black-robed old man in front of him, is it the earth witch?
Poof!
"Patriarch! I was wrong. ”
General Zhu Yan Wu didn't care about the eyes of everyone present, suddenly turned over, knelt heavily on the ground, his eyes were red, and he cried bitterly: "I'm wrong, I'm wrong!" The godson has no way, causing him to violate many clan rules, and he expects the patriarch to punish him heavily. ”
There was silence.
The sorcerers who were limp on the ground stared at this scene in amazement.
In their hearts, the powerful Zhu Yan Wu General, that's all?
"Ju Hong, the people under your command are interesting, and they deserve to be able to teach such a son." The black-robed old man shook his head slightly, and glanced at the purple-robed middle-aged man: "Your tribe still has room for improvement." ”
The purple-robed middle-aged man was faintly sweating on his forehead, and said in a low voice: "Elder, I was negligent. ”
The black-robed old man is none other than a local witch elder in the High Witch Department attached to the Juhong tribe.
Juhong Wu General also came out of this high witch department and opened up his own tribe.
In the past few days, it happened to be this patriarch who came to the Juhong tribe.
He is also an acquaintance of Wu Yuan and the Houslayer Witch God.
"Anyway, Ju Hong, I read your first offense, and those seniors have not been investigated, so I will spare you." The black-robed old man said lightly.
"Elder Xie." Ju Hongwu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
"As for you?"
The black-robed old man glanced at the Zhu Yan Witch General who was holding his breath below: "If I don't kill you, I'll send the 'border army' for 30,000 years." ”
I wish the rock witch will change color.
The Wu tribe is scattered all over the land, and there are 'border troops', most of them from the Tianwu tribe and many high-level witch tribes, forming a team to patrol the land and strangle some of the resistance and rebellion of the major races.
But normally, it is generally three thousand years for a witch general to enter the border army.
30,000 years?
You must know that General Zhu Yanwu has lived for tens of thousands of years, and his remaining longevity is less than 20,000 years, which is equivalent to a life sentence.
Unless you break through and become a geowitch.
"Zhu Yan, aren't you happy to thank the elder for his magnanimity?" The purple-robed middle-aged man shouted angrily.
"Zhu Yan, thank you, elder." Zhu Yanwu said in a low voice, extremely aggrieved in his heart, but he did not dare to disobey in the slightest.
Disobedience?
It's death!
Soon, General Zhu Yanwu packed up his things, did not bring any more subordinates, and left directly to report to the border army station.
Inside the palace.
Many of the original shamans have left.
"Patriarch, what the hell is going on?" The purple-robed middle-aged man finally couldn't help but say, "Who is the mysterious senior who killed Zhu Ren?" ”
Until now, he was a little confused.
It's weird.
He was caught by the old man in the black robe in a hurry, what is the specific situation? It has not yet been figured out.
"It's the pinnacle existence of my Ancient Witch Clan." The black-robed old man's eyes were full of reverence, and he immediately said, "Don't ask who it is." ”
"This time, you're in luck."
"Back then, I only saw it from afar." The black-robed old man recalled the Witch God Celebration a hundred years ago.
He was fortunate enough to meet Wu Yuan and the Witch God Hou, and recorded the aura of the gods.
So.
Just now, his divine sense swept away, and he sensed the aura deliberately released by Wu Yuan and the Hou Witch Slayer God, and he was taken aback.
"The pinnacle? Is it a witch god? The purple-robed middle-aged man was stunned, frightened in his heart.
Such a super existence unknowingly descended on his own tribe?
He understood.
This time, it was indeed my own luck.
……
Soon, hundreds of millions of miles away from the Juhong tribe, on the land below, there was a race with a rather prosperous civilization.
Wu Yuan and the Witch God were suspended in the air, overlooking below.
"Wenlong clan? Something interesting. Wu Yuan smiled slightly.
"Among the ten thousand races, many races and civilizations have their own characteristics, so although our Wu clan rules the earth, we have not exterminated them." After the witch slaughter god said: "This Wen Dragon Clan, it seems to be a 'Dragon Clan', but in fact it is extremely weak, and it is extremely difficult to become an immortal cultivator, but they like nature, and the civilization itself is very unique, especially the 'Painting Dao'." ”
Wu Yuan nodded lightly and said with a smile: "Then let's stay in this Wenlong Clan for a few days." ”
"Continue the stone carving?" Hou Tongwu will tease.
"It's not a stone carving, it's a cultivation." Wu Yuan glanced at Hou Tong and said with a smile: "However, let's draw this time." ”
"Painting is also cultivation."
"But, Xiaotong, you will continue to be a good maid, and every time I paint a painting, you will auction it." Wu Yuan said with a smile.
Hou Tongwu will frown: "It's me every time." ”
"It's not you, it's who? You are the weakest of our group. Wu Yuan smiled and said, "Not convinced? Have the ability to knock down any of us. ”
Hou Tong Wu snorted, but didn't say anything more.
The Wu clan has a big fist.
It's conventional.
…… Wu Yuan and the others stayed in the Wenlong clan with peace of mind, and their body shape changed, becoming an inconspicuous painter.
Just two years.
"The paintings of the Grandmaster of Wanliu have reached the realm of transcendence."
"Painting the saint."
"Ten Thousand Streams Painting Saint." Wu Yuan's paintings became famous throughout the Wenlong clan, causing countless literati and artists of the entire race to chase after him.
"Divine Beast Diagram."
"Well, the picture of the divine beast of the Grandmaster Wanliu is the most expressive, it is obviously a painting, but it seems to have come to life, it is incredible."
The so-called Divine Beast Diagram is actually a Thunder Beast Diagram.
Year after year, Wu Yuan took Hou Tong and Hou Slayer Witch God and them quietly and left quietly, continuing to other regions.
That's it.
Wu Yuan walked in the ancient land, and in the first hundred years, he mostly walked around and observed the mountains and rivers.
In the second hundred years, he began to 'create', wood carving, stone carving, painting, calligraphy, refining, alchemy, and so on.
Different so-called 'art' have become his ways and means to study the way of life.
Inadvertently, he left countless legends.
The different races and all life forms in the vast land will show the undesirable characteristics and characteristics of life in the process of evolution and growth, and in the process of civilization prosperity and development.
Let Wu Yuan open his eyes and indulge in it.
"Life is the purest creation in heaven and earth, if there is no life, how lonely should everything be?" Wu Yuan became more and more aware of this.
There is life, and there is a wonderful mystery between heaven and earth.
In the blink of an eye, decades passed, Wu Yuan changed his mind again, and he began to go deep into several mundane civilizations.
He no longer followed the path of art, but disguised himself as a 'general', 'businessman', 'carpenter' and so on.
When in power, there is an endless battle of power and wisdom.
For the future, lead by example.
And when he became the bottom, Wu Yuan also seemed to have really lost his mana, and even more so that ordinary people could endure that kind of humility and injustice.
This scene amazed the Houslayer Witch God, Houzhi Shangwu and others who were secretly waiting.
They all ask themselves if they can't do this.
Their hearts were even more full of doubts, what was the Houfeng Witch God trying to comprehend? Do you want to trample on yourself like this?
This kind of cultivation method is something they have never heard of.
"To experience the wonderfulness of different lives, to truly calm down, only then can we realize the greatness of life, but also the insignificance of life." This is the Tao that Wu Yuan wants to grasp in the dark.
Such an experience.
He didn't seem to deliberately cultivate any secret arts, nor did he deliberately comprehend the law of life, but he made Wu Yuan's progress in the law of life not slow at all, and even had a tendency to get faster and faster.
Enlightenment is cultivation.
Red dust is also cultivation.
With the progress of Dao's perception, Wu Yuan's soul has also become more and more powerful and complete, and there is a faint tendency to transform.
…… Time was like water, and after about one hundred and sixty years of traveling away from the Tianwu tribe, Wu Yuan finally returned to the beginning.
He no longer disguises himself as a different person.
I don't want to go to different civilizations and tribes anymore.
Instead, he began to re-embark on the vast land, to see different wonders, and occasionally passing by a mountain and river, he would stop for ten days and a half months.
Sometimes passing by a large river, he would fish Xu Xu.
Sometimes when he passed by a big tree, he would sit under it for a long time, as if he was contemplating and sleeping.
All kinds of cultivation methods made the accompanying Hou Slayer Witch God and Hou Zhi Shang Wu more and more incomprehensible.
However, from beginning to end, like Hou Tong, although she complained, she actually followed Wu Yuan all the time and never really thought about leaving.
Finally.
In a wasteland, when passing by the towering mountains rising from the ground, Wu Yuan stopped and came to the top of the mountain.
Sit down cross-legged.
This sitting is ten years.
Until one day, a hazy aura of Dao enveloped Wu Yuan, waking up Hou Tong and Hou Slayer Witch Gods, who were also meditating not far away.
They all looked at Wu Yuan dumbfounded.
Because!
Around Wu Yuan's body, a faint wisp of Dao pattern emerged, followed by the convergence of heaven and earth aura, faintly forming a beast figure.
It growled.
and rubbed against Wu Yuan's body affectionately, as if the child had seen his mother, but soon, the figure of the aura of heaven and earth quickly dispersed.
"What is this?"
"Thunderbeast!"
"The aura of heaven and earth, converging to form a living thunder beast?"
"It's exactly the same as the thunder beast carved by the Houfeng Witch God." The strongest post-witch god was extremely shocked.
This scene, as if creating life, made them feel incredible.
Life!
It is conceived by heaven and earth, formed and born by natural operation, even if some of the creative life where the strong are located, most of them are improved on the basis of the original life.
Not created out of thin air.
"What are you looking at?"
Wu Yuan, who was not far away, stood up, the aura of the Dao around him dissipated, and he looked at them with a smile.
Several people looked at each other.
"The thunderbeast just now?" Hou Tong couldn't help but say.
"It's just an illusion, and I've given it a hint of spirituality." Wu Yuan smiled faintly: "It can't last long, and it's not a real life." ”
Several people looked at each other.
"Houfeng Witch God, there is also progress?" The Witch Slayer God was quite expectant: "It is expected to break through Tianzhu Mountain." ”
"Hmm."
"After hundreds of years of cultivation, I have indeed gained something." Wu Yuan said with a smile: "It's just that it's still far from breaking through Tianzhu Mountain." ”
"Let's wait until we step into the Earth Witch Realm." Wu Yuan said.
After the third witch immortal war.
Toast the Witch God has long spread the information, so that many high-level members of the Wu Clan know that the Three Emperors of the Immortal Clan can burst out with the strength of the Heavenly Immortals in Tianzhu Mountain.
Wu Yuan naturally knew it and didn't dare to despise it.
"Let's go."
"Go to the next place." After hundreds of years of cultivation, Wu Yuan already knew that he had found the right way.
With the thunder beast in the origin map of creation as the core, and this mysterious artistic conception as the source, to imitate, to perceive, to create.
Unconsciously.
The laws of life are constantly improving, and they have brought him to a whole new level.
……
Tianzhu Mountain, the thirty-three heavens, inside the empty shrine.
Here, there are no maids or guards.
There are only three emperors.
"Through the bronze ancient mirror, the last part of the origin power is consumed."
"The approximate orientation of the back peak has been perceived."
"It's less than eight billion miles away from my Tianzhu Mountain." Emperor Dayan's face was extremely pale.
Emperor Nanyou and Emperor Leifu both looked at Emperor Dayan with worries on their faces.
Since the last war.
The immortal clan was defeated, the Wu clan broke through the seventeen heavens, and achieved an unprecedented victory, the immortal clan suffered heavy casualties, and although the three emperors of the immortal clan were sad and angry, they still did not give up.
While they were recuperating from their injuries, they were still trying to spy on Wu Yuan's intelligence.
It's just that it's much more difficult than in the past.
Originally, some of the earth witches and witch generals who secretly contacted them, unless they were controlled by gods, they all turned their faces one by one.
Ties were severed.
As a last resort, it was Emperor Dayan who spent a large amount of treasures accumulated by the Immortal Clan, and after his injuries were basically recovered, he carried out direct deduction.
But the price is very high.
"I can only confirm the general direction, but it is difficult to be specific." Emperor Dayan shook his head lightly and said, "As for the others, it is difficult to deduce more. ”
"Didn't you stay in the Heavenly Witch Tribe?"
Emperor Lei Fu couldn't help but say, "Could it be a deliberate ambush?" Lure us to? ”
"Perhaps, next to him, there is an ambush for the old thing and a toast to them." Emperor Leifu said.
"Big brother, second brother."
Emperor Dayan said softly: "There will be no mistake in the guidance of fate in the ancient mirror, we only have two paths to take. ”
"Or, escape as soon as possible, directly use the divine soldiers as a boat, and leave this world, although the probability of falling is extremely high, there is always a glimmer of life."
"The Heavenly Witch comes from outside the sky, which proves that the outside world is not a dead end."
"Or, just don't leave a trace of illusion, give up Tianzhu Mountain, go all out, and finally try to kill Hou Feng, maybe there is a trap."
"Maybe after killing Hou Feng and losing the foundation of the Immortal Clan, there is a high probability that we will also fail." Emperor Dayan said calmly: "But there is still a glimmer of hope, and there is no other way for us to go." ”
Emperor Leifu and Emperor Nanyou were silent, indeed, there was no other way to go.
Long.
"Okay." There was a hint of determination in the eyes of Emperor Nanyou: "Then prepare for the last fight." ”
ps: More than 6,000 words, two-in-one guarantee.
The state of the past two days is not very good, and the unit is a little busy, so I will guarantee it today, and I will work hard to continue to add more tomorrow.
In addition, if you are a brother or sister who is short of books, you can take a look at the old book "Lord Hong", haha, it is almost ten thousand orders, which is still very good.