"Can Wu Xian beat those nine babies?"

On a cliff not far from the Luo River, a young man dressed in a style looked at the man and beast facing each other in the river, and then asked the figure next to him who was covered in black robes.

The other party shook his head when he heard this.

The young man seemed to be relieved when he saw this, and he couldn't help but show a relaxed smile on his face,

"I'll just say, no matter how powerful that Wu Xian is, it is impossible to beat the Nine Infants!"

"Trying to take away the strange beast of the wind gun!" He seems to be very unhappy with Wu Xian's coveting of the snake.

As soon as the words fell, the other party's next sentence made the smile on the young man's face stagnate,

"Lord Feng, I don't know!"

Feng suddenly turned his head and stared at the other party's face that was hidden by his robes.

"Daxi passed on the witch road to wait for us, and among the witches, Wu Xian is the strongest, and I don't know how powerful Wu Xian is now!" Seeing that Feng had a question in his eyes, the figure shook his head slightly, and his tone remained unchanged.

"But he doesn't have a totem yet!" Feng subconsciously retorted.

Although he doesn't take the path of witches, he is not only the Cheng of the Fenggon tribe, but he Feng tribe also has witches, as the leader of the tribe, he knows that the witches in the land of Fenggon are roughly divided into several levels.

The powerful witch can feel danger even him.

And the weaker ones are not even much more powerful than ordinary clansmen.

And whether the witches are strong or not, the totem is the most important.

Only those who set up totems among the witches can be the first of all the witches.

In the land of Fenggon, there are not many witches who have really found totems, such as the tribal witch beside him, who found their totems with his help not long ago.

But among the witches who have come to this step of the evolution totem, he has never heard of such a person as a witch.

"The snake tribe doesn't have a totem, it's because he doesn't want to, not can't!" As he spoke, he saw the other party raise his head, looked at the figure in the river that trampled on the red and green snakes, and said slowly,

"Now, he's here to take his totem with him!"

His tone still didn't seem to have any waves, but Feng clearly felt that there was a faint hint of heat in the other party's gaze towards Luohe.

"Don't you want to?"

Feng muttered to himself, and then his expression gradually fell, he didn't doubt what his own witch said, but he had always been determined to lead the Feng tribe to become the most powerful tribe outside of Fenggon, and even did not hesitate to stay here, but he didn't expect that a tribe that refused the protection of the Fenggong people actually walked in front of them.

Totems are very important to the tribes, so to speak, whether the totem is strong or not will determine the strength of the totem warriors of the tribes at the beginning.

The Snake is also the strongest among the Windgon beasts, and if Wu Xian can really take it this time, maybe it won't be long before the Snake Tribe will surpass them.

"In that case, let me see how powerful the witch who has not set up a totem is!" Thinking of this, Feng looked at the man and beast in Luohe, and said secretly in his heart.

……

Blazing flames erupted from the snake's mouth, heading straight for the salty.

Blaze approached, feeling the growing heat around him, Xian raised the wooden staff in his hand, and then saw a mist rise from the river.

The mist enveloped him, forming a barrier to keep out the blazing heat that belonged to the flames.

At this time, Xian's body seemed to exude a wonderful aura, and the surrounding mist began to turn, and in the Luo River, a magical power seemed to be born over him.

I saw Xian holding a wooden staff and lightly tapping on the top of the heads of the two beasts under his feet.

With two hissing sounds, a red glow appeared on them, and then the two snakes flicked their tails, rolling up a huge whirlpool around them.

"Roar!"

I saw that the green snake roared angrily, and a column of water rushed out of the river in an instant.

Faced with the powerful beast of the Nine Infants, Xian did not make any temptations, but from the very beginning, he used his most powerful witch

Technique.

Wish!

With himself as a guide, he borrowed the power of the Luo River and gave the strange snake, so that the two snakes under his feet broke the bloodline restriction and temporarily became the Luo River water beast.

The water restrained the flames, although this water column did not seem to be terrifying, but it was condensed by the power of this section of the Luo River by salty witchcraft, and as soon as the flames were paired, they immediately dispersed and extinguished it, and then directly crashed into the nine infants.

Seeing that the little beast in front of him not only extinguished the flames he spit out, but also wanted to use the river water to resist him, a trace of blood-red fierceness flashed in the eyes of the Nine Infant Snake.

I saw it flick its head, knocking the oncoming column of water apart, and then the other head opened its mouth and spat out a flame again.

And looking at the arrival of another flame, Xian did not let the green snake make a move, but smiled lightly, and the wooden staff drew a strange mark on the top of the red snake's head, and spit out a red flame to meet it.

The two flames collided together, but instead of merging, they canceled each other out.

"Sss Seeing this, the Nine Infant was slightly stunned, and it felt a familiar power from the red flame that made it fearful.

"Divine fire!"

At the same time, two exclamations suddenly sounded from the top of the mountain.

"How is that possible!"

"Fire?" On the riverbank, a hint of surprise flashed in Luo's eyes, it was the first time she had seen someone other than the Fenggong clan who would actually wield the power of the fire.

"Where did he get his power for the fire?" She stared at the red flame, as if she had found something, and then looked at the lines on the top of the red snake's head, and her eyes lit up,

"It's the witch pattern!"

Although Luo is not a witch, he has been learning witches from Fengxi since he was a child, and he naturally does not know about such a magical thing as a witch pattern.

However, what she didn't expect was that Wu Xian was able to borrow a little power from the witch pattern!

After discovering this, Luo couldn't help but glance at Wu Xian, and couldn't help but have a thought in her heart, she knew that Wu could carve witch patterns on some magical tools!

On the other side, Jiu Ying didn't know what his master was thinking, and watched vigilantly at the red flame that began to dissipate on the surface of the river, and not long after, after discovering that this flame was different from the fire that Fengxi had subdued himself.

A hint of anger flashed in the snake's eyes.

I saw that it raised its head, and a black fierce flame began to burn on its body, and then it opened its mouth again, spitting out an even hotter black flame.

At the same time, it swings its tail and rolls up a monstrous wave in the river.

In an instant, the entire surface of the river seemed to be divided into two parts, with the blazing black flames above and the monstrous waves below.

The two completely different powers of water and fire actually bloomed in Jiuying's body, and Xian borrowed the power of fire to deal with himself, which seemed to remind Jiuying of the humiliating experience of being ambushed.

At the same time, Xian looked up at the picture of fire and water in front of him, and immediately felt an incomparably powerful coercion coming.