"Undead Clan?" Hearing the self-introduction of Cheng Tianfeng, who claimed to be the patriarch of the Undead Clan, Li Ge suddenly remembered that he had seen some introductions about this clan in a book when he was in the Tibetan Reading Pavilion of Yangling Mountain before.

According to the book, this clan was a barbarian witch clan in the Zhou Kingdom. Hundreds of years ago, an attempt was made to seize the status of the imperial family of the Zhou State, but in the end it ended in failure and disappeared in the Zhou State.

However, this kind of thing has nothing to do with Li Ge, after listening to the self-introduction of the patriarch of the undead clan in front of him, Li Ge didn't care too much, but said, "You even have to swallow your juniors, such a cruel act is really shameful." ”

"Little one, don't talk nonsense here if you don't understand, if I can restore my body by sucking your essence and blood, I won't touch my poor junior. Cheng Tianfeng said in a rather sad tone.

"I see, it seems that if he wants to recover his human body, he can only suck the essence blood of his own bloodline. Hearing Cheng Tianfeng's words, Li Ge understood why the other party cruelly absorbed his juniors.

"Little one, now that you know that I'm from the undead, don't even think about leaving here today. Cheng Tianfeng smiled and looked at Li Ge and whispered, judging from his facial expression, there was no trace of killing intent, but his words were full of murderous intent.

"Do I know or not, will the outcome change? If I didn't know that you were from the undead clan, you would let me go?" Li Ge heard this, and a smile appeared on his face.

"This is reasonable, you killed the Qize beast that my descendants have raised for more than 30 years, whether you know it or not, I will not let you go today. When Cheng Tianfeng stopped speaking, he put away the smile on his face, and then his eyebrows tightened, and there was a thick murderous intent in his gaze staring at Li Ge.

After putting away his smile, Cheng Tianfeng's footsteps moved, like a sharp arrow, and rushed towards Li Ge. At the same time, Li Ge noticed that on Cheng Tianfeng's palm, the nails that were not long suddenly grew more than an inch long.

Seeing such a scene, this did not make Li Ge immediately vigilant. Because he had seen in the books on Yangling Mountain, the undead clan belonged to the Wu clan. Although he had never dealt with Wu Xiu, he knew roughly what kind of existence Wu was from books.

In ancient times, there were twelve ancestors, which were derived from the bloodline of the body after Pangu Nirvana. The Twelve Ancestral Witches, whether in the human world or in this Penglai, are all called the Twelve Demon Gods.

Because these twelve ancestral witches are incarnated by Pangu's body and bloodline, they are naturally strong and incomparable. It can devour the heavens and devour the earth, can control feng shui, thunder and lightning, move mountains and reclaim the sea, and change the heavens and the earth, which is an outlier among the hundred worlds of Zhutian.

It is rumored that when the twelve ancestors and witches gather together, they can condense the true body of Pangu, which can open the world or destroy the world. Above the True God Realm, if it is not cultivated to reach the Great God of the Jade Qing Realm, it is unmatched.

Cheng Tianfeng's speed was extremely fast, and in just two blinks of an eye, he rushed to Li Ge, who was six or seven zhang away, and then stretched out his hands with sharp fingers and directly clawed at Li Ge.

For Cheng Tianfeng's claw, Li Ge did not dodge, but directly met it. Although the former's speed is extremely fast, it is not impossible for Li Ge, who has a flying fate to be in his body, if he wants to hide, and the reason why he catches up is that he wants to try the strength of this Cheng Tianfeng.

Even if the Wu clan is physically strong, his own body is not comparable to ordinary people, so Li Ge did not dodge, but raised a punch and directly met Cheng Tianfeng's sharp finger.

When the fists and fingers clashed, Li Ge, who had a confident face, showed a painful expression on his face, and then saw the soles of his feet force the ground, and his whole body flew to an old tree on the mountainside like a kite.

After standing on the branch on the top of the old tree, Li Ge raised the fist that Shi Cai was fighting with Cheng Tianfeng and took a look, and found that there were several bloody wounds on the back of Xi's hand.

"I didn't think this man was so strong, I thought my body was strong enough, but he could hurt me. Looking at the scars on his hands and muttering to himself, Li Ge was about to respond, when Cheng Tianfeng under the old tree jumped and flew at Li Ge who was standing on the top of the old tree.

For Cheng Tianfeng, who was attacking him in the second direction, Li Ge's figure moved, and jumped directly to the top of another tree about four or five zhang away from the old tree, and at the same time, he shouted to the Spirit of the Vermilion Bird who was following him, "Come back~"

After that, the spirit of the Vermilion Bird turned into the small crimson Vermilion Bird Stone, which fell into Li Ge's hand, and was casually put into the Qiankun bag by his side.

When the spirit of the Vermilion Bird turned into a Vermilion Bird, Cheng Tianfeng's figure also appeared on the top of the tree where Li Ge was standing, he looked at Li Ge's action of putting away the Vermilion Bird, and did not rush up, but stood on the top of the tree, and said in a surprised tone, "Little guy, you are very good." ”

"Really?" Li Ge heard this, and replied with two words in a calm tone, and then stood on the top of the tree and asked Cheng Tianfeng, who was not in a hurry to make a move on him, "As far as I know, the undead clan is a witch cultivator, I don't know which lineage you are?"

"Yes, we undead are really witches. When Cheng Tianfeng heard this, he replied loudly, "Our ancestor of the undead clan is the ancestor of the wind, Tianwu. ”

"Wind Ancestor Wu Tianwu?" Hearing Cheng Tianfeng's response, Li Ge quickly recalled the cognition of the Twelve Ancestors in his mind.

A long time ago, his master Lai Changsheng once wrote a poem about witches to himself: Gods, devils, monsters, demons, Buddhas, and immortals, Tianxin cultivation is for me. The twelve ancestors are blessed by heaven, and the Three Realms are bolted in the divine power dance.

Thinking back to this poem, Li Ge's mind came to mind the record of the twelve ancestors and witches in it when he was looking through the books before.

These twelve ancestors are Dijiang, Jumang, Zhurong, Beishou, Gonggong, Xuanming, Houtu, Qiangliang, Candle Jiuyin, Xizi Haobi Corpse and Tianwu.

Among them, Dijiang is the ancestor of space speed, Jumang is the ancestor of Oriental wood, Zhurong is the ancestor of fire in the south, Beishui is the ancestor of gold in the west, Gonggong is the ancestor of water in the north, Xuanming is the ancestor of rain, Houtu is the ancestor of the central soil, Qiang Liang is the ancestor of thunder, Candle Jiuyin is the ancestor of time, Xizi is the ancestor of electricity, Luxury is the ancestor of weather, and Tianwu is the ancestor of wind.

recalled his cognition of the Twelve Ancestral Witches in his mind, and when he looked at Cheng Tianfeng's suitable actions, Li Ge felt a trace of puzzlement in his heart. Because this undead clan is the descendant of Wu Tianwu, the ancestor of the wind, it is not surprising that Cheng Tianfeng has such a move, what he is puzzled in his heart is that he is fighting with Ning Huan, and Ning Huan is like an ordinary cultivator, except for the use of some spells, there is no trace of the characteristics of the Wu clan.