"Nine Infants, is this your true strength?" Xian raised his head, looked at the oncoming scene of water and fire, and let out an exclamation.

The enraged Nine Babies forgot the original agreement, but it also gave him a glimpse of the power of the most powerful beast of the Fenggon tribe.

The two completely different forces of water and fire were controlled by him, no matter which one they were, they were no weaker than the scourge and snake transformation he had seen, not to mention, these two forces were not opposed to each other in Jiuying's body, but reached a symbiotic balance.

"That being the case...... "Salty muttered to himself, and suddenly raised his head, raised his staff, and bowed leisurely to the river, and spat out a sentence,

"I pray for a great river, and all waters will stand!"

As he bowed down, the water of the Luo River around him began to surge violently, as if in response to him, forming a huge wave behind him that was not inferior to the Nine Infants.

"I pray for the fire, and I will be born and yang!"

Then Xian turned around again and bowed again to Chifeng in the distance.

In an instant, I saw a fire in the void, and in the distance, the Fire Law Domain that shrouded the Wind Gun Ancestral Land began to respond spontaneously, and the power of the fire broke through the Law Domain, blending into the flames above the salty head, turning into a blazing sun hanging over the river.

Pray!

After the revelation of Zhu's sorcery, another initial sorcery was revealed in Xian's hands!

"Pray!"

On the mountain peak, the two people who saw this scene could no longer sit still, and they stared at the scene of water and fire on the river with wide eyes.

"Pray, Wu Xian actually masters two witchcraft at the same time!" The Wu of the Feng tribe looked at the scorching sun in the sky in a daze.

Since the Daxi witch legend, all the witches have taken a technique as their own foundation to carry the witch path.

As the two initial witchcraft set by Daxi, Wu Xian has already passed on the "Zhu" he inherited to a level that amazes everyone.

Although the scene of Wu Zhu's torch also shocked him, but now Wu Xian's prayer technique made him feel even more unbelievable.

"Practicing two initial sorcery at the same time, Wu Xian, you are hiding so deeply!" The Wu of the Feng tribe smiled bitterly, and his tone could not hide his depressed mood.

Not to mention the "wish" that the other party revealed at the beginning, that is the fundamental witchcraft that lays the foundation for the head of the witches. When it comes to the "prayer" in front of him, there is no one among the witches who can compete with one of them.

Thinking like this, he had a faint answer to the result of Wu Xian's trip in his heart, and was about to turn around and go down the mountain, but saw that Feng had already walked in the opposite direction.

"Leader......" Wu of the Feng tribe saw this and hurriedly shouted.

"You're going to stop me?" Feng turned his head and looked at him indifferently.

Being stared at by Feng's cold gaze, a chill suddenly appeared in the heart of the Wu of the Feng tribe, and he said stubbornly,

"Now that Wu Xian has borrowed the power of the Divine Domain, this battle is a foregone conclusion, and you ...... leader."

"I know!"

Before he finished speaking, he was immediately interrupted by Feng,

"But Lo is still there!"

"She's the goddess of my clan, how can I watch her face that witch alone!" A hint of fierceness flashed in Feng's eyes.

After saying that, without waiting for the other party to respond, he turned around and went down the hill and galloped towards the riverbank.

Looking at the back of his own leader leaving, the Wu of the Feng tribe changed his expression, and after a while, he sat on the ground and said to himself with a wry smile,

"After all, Luo Nu is the daughter of Daxi, so how could Wu Xian hurt him."

"Chief, you ......"

The voice grew lower, and finally turned into a sigh.

……

At the same time, the two different powers of water and fire have collided on the Luo River.

The huge waves were staggered, and the black flame and the red sun collided, turning the entire Luo River upside down.

Between the wonders of fire and water, you can vaguely see several figures fighting.

The nine babies and nine heads moved in unison, constantly spitting out poisonous fire in their mouths, and at the same time shaking the Luohe River with their tails.

On the other side, Salty stands on top of the head of the double snake with two feet, and the wooden staff in his hand is not

Breaking the wave, the sun of the fire and the water of the Luo River echoed with the witch pattern on the top of the head of the red and green two snakes, so that these two strange beasts could use this to exert their magical powers and compete with the nine infants.

Between the two, it seems that a stalemate is beginning to begin.

It's just that if there are other witches or totem warriors here, you will find that compared to Xian's ease at this time, the range of movements of the Nine Babies is getting smaller and smaller, and it seems that there is a little more anxiety between actions.

But the only one who was intuitive about this battle was Luo, who at this time kept her head down, as if thinking about something, and did not notice that her beast had fallen into disadvantage.

"It's now!"

When the Nine Infant Lord Leader spat out a poisonous fire again, a fine light flashed in his salty eyes, and with a wave of his strength, the wooden staff in his hand came out.

"Sacrifice!"

Xian opened his mouth and spat out a blood-stained mahogany staff, and as he saw the power of the fire left over from the battle between the two sides, he seemed to be called, and gathered towards the wooden staff in mid-air.

In an instant, the flames ignited the body of the staff, turning it into a flaming staff, directly breaking through the layers of huge waves and poisonous fire, and hitting the top of Jiu Ying's head heavily.

"Roar!"

With a mournful roar, I saw a huge splash between the water and fire.

Seeing that Jiuying was hit into the bottom of the river by his own cane, he did not stop moving, but formed a strange handprint on his hands, and the invisible power spread, only to see that whether it was the water of Jiuying or the water of the Luo River borrowed because of salt, the huge waves turned into were immediately calmed down.

The waves of the Luo River were calmed down, and the handprints of the salty hands changed again, and the scorching sun above his head fell violently, suppressing the nine babies who had just raised their heads from the Luo River again.

From beginning to end, Xiandu never expected to control the water of the Luohe River against the Nine Infants, and the scorching sun transformed by the borrowed fire divine power was his real hole card.

And as Xian forcibly suppressed the Nine Babies with the scorching sun, a wisp of gray color began to grow between his temples.

Medium!

Wu used witchcraft, how could he lack a medium, the wooden staff that was originally used as a medium was sacrificed by him, and turned into a final blow to beat the nine babies into the bottom of the river.

At this time, he is once again controlling the blazing sun, but he is using his own life as a medium.

Life continued to begin to pass, but Xian's face did not change in the slightest, he slowly turned around, looked at Luo on the riverbank, bowed slightly, and then shouted loudly,

"Luo Nu, Xian has won the Nine Infants, can you allow me to take away the snake!"