The Wiccane Realm.

A huge blood moon hung high in the sky, and the whole world appeared blood-red.

Luoyue City, which is one of the two largest cities in the witch world, is home to tens of thousands of witch clans living in the city, all of whom migrated from the desolate continent back then. When the lich finally fought and was shattered, some of the witches came to this witch world with some broken fragments, forming a new witch race.

Qianwu is an ordinary witch clan in Luoyue City, he has just turned a thousand years old this year, and his cultivation is considered a top-notch category among the witch clans of the same age.

Early in the morning, Qianwu Cong left home and went to the martial arts arena in Luoyue City to practice.

The martial arts arena is the largest building in Luoyue City, and every Wu clan who lives in Luoyue City and is less than a thousand years old can go to the martial arts arena to practice.

Today is the last time Qianwu will go to the martial arts arena, and after today, he will enter the dangerous wilderness to cultivate, and he will embark on the path that their fathers have walked today, and make himself a strong man step by step.

Along the way, Qianwu kept greeting the other residents of Luoyue City, and in the entire witch world, every witch clan was so friendly. Of course, their friendliness is only to their kind, and to the other creatures who live in the Witch Realm, the Witches are a bunch of executioners.

After a while, Qianwu had already come to the martial arts arena, and after passing the identity detection at the entrance of the martial arts arena, Qianwu walked into this huge oval building.

The entire martial arts arena is divided into huge venues, which are divided into ten areas according to different age levels.

Qianwu walked straight to the last area, and after passing through the huge arch, Qianwu heard a familiar shout.

"Look, it's Qianwu here. ”

"Qianwu, I heard that you are going to the wilderness area tomorrow, is it true?"

"Qianwu. How about we have a competition?"

Qianwu kept greeting these companions, and at the same time answering similar questions.

Among these Wu clans, Qianwu is obviously the oldest. He will be able to enter the mysterious wilderness area tomorrow, and this group of young witches who are very curious about the wilderness area, they can't help but come forward to ask Qianwu, although they know that before tomorrow, Qianwu is basically the same as them, and they don't know anything about the wilderness area.

Soon, Qianwu had come to a small group of witch clans gathered together.

"Qianlong, I'm leaving tomorrow. Before I go, I want to fight you again!" Qianwu said directly to one of the most sturdy members of the group.

In the Wics world, the Wicans have been completely formalized, and they have a unified surname, a uniform dress, and even a unified life.

The Wu clan of their generation of Qianwu all have a dry character in front of their names, which means that they are from the dry character generation. Every 1,000 years, the surname changes, and among the Qianzi generation. Qianwu is considered to be the older group.

The Qianlong in front of him, like him, belonged to the Qianzi generation, and his age was a few years younger than him, and he would have to wait a few years before he could go to the wilderness area.

Over here. Qianwu can say that the only person he can't win is Qianlong, and no matter how powerful the others are, they will only have a tie with him at most.

The Wu clan is very bold. Even if the environment of the flame changed, they still did not change.

For Qianwu's challenge, Qianlong happily accepted.

I learned that Qianwu was going to compete with Qianlong. The witch clans in the martial arts arena gave up an open space for the two of them.

The two stood in each direction with their bare hands and no one using weapons.

"Qianwu, I'm very envious that you can see the cruelty of the wilderness area a few years before me, but I won't show mercy to you!" Qianlong said to Qianwu in front of him.

When Qianwu heard this, he grinned and said, "You can let the horse come over, I have learned a very powerful move from my father!"

Seeing Qianwu's confident appearance, Qianlong also became more serious.

No matter what moves Qianwu's father gave him, in short, this is very powerful, and among their Wu clan, the skills that can really be called moves are extremely precious and powerful.

However, Qianlong also knew that Qianwu must have only just learned this move, so the power he could exert was definitely limited.

"I'm going to go!" Qianwu shouted.

"Come on!" the dragon roared.

Just as Qianwu and Qianlong were roaring at each other and competing, no one noticed that somewhere in the witch world, a small spatial crack suddenly appeared there, and then a figure came in from outside.

Quietly, Lin Xiao has entered this world.

It's been nearly a year since the last time I learned some information about the Wu Clan's whereabouts from Zhu Bajie.

In the past nearly a year, Lin Xiao has traveled through hundreds of small worlds. From the beginning of the interest, to later become numb, now Lin Xiao no longer has much expectations, can find the best, if you can't find it, it is fate.

The only thing that comforted Lin Xiao was that in the process of searching for the Wu Clan, Lin Xiao had collected a lot of realm power.

Although there are no witch clans or spirit treasures in those small worlds, there are a lot of things that contain boundary power, and from these things, Lin Xiao has absorbed more than five hundred points of level 2 great thousand realm power, which can be regarded as a very rich harvest.

When he entered this world, Lin Xiao also didn't have much expectations, but when he just entered this world, Lin Xiao suddenly smelled a unique breath.

He found a place to hide, and then he saw a tall Wu clan walking by, the Wu clan looked about two meters tall, and the body was strong.

But this is obviously not his ontological appearance, obviously the space of this small world, so that these witches have to choose to temporarily hide their huge bodies, otherwise such a small world, there are really not so many witches.

For the Wu Clan, except for the Wu Realm, other places are so dangerous. Their Wu clan is not tolerated by heaven and earth, and is destined to decay.

Now there are no more than 100,000 members left in their clan, and they don't want to completely disappear even these hundreds of thousands.

Once upon a time, some Wu clans left the Wu Realm and descended to the Three Realms again, trying to regain the scenery of the Wu Clan's strong and prosperous years.

But without exception, they all have to go and never return, no matter how powerful the witch clan is, they will have only one fate!

That's ...... Die!

It seems that death is their ultimate belonging, but they are not convinced, no matter what!

PS: The last update, when I wrote the last few words, I almost couldn't open my eyes, so sleepy! (To be continued......)