The Demon Ancestor Spirit, who already had clear facial features, frowned slightly, saying that it was too late and that was fast, his fingers were only slightly curved, but in an instant, hundreds of rays of light shot out.

The light is red and green, and there is a bit of blazing breath in it, and the breath is a familiar breath, which is the breath of Xiao San's body.

At the same time, the demon ancestor spirit had an extra dark green armor on his body, and there were two wings behind the armor, and it could be seen that the wings were seven points similar to the little green wings.

The divine sense was entangled in the ancestral spirit, and Wu Qiutian, who saw all this, was shocked, it turned out that Xiao San and Xiao Lu had become the tonic of this demon ancestral spirit, and their idea of helping them at the beginning had all lost their effect in front of this powerful demon ancestral spirit.

The fingers of the Wu Clan Ancestral Spirit were brought together, and the palm of the palm bloomed with a pale yellow light, and those rays of light lingered like silk threads, and it was not a straight light, but like a real silk thread, it looked extremely soft.

The little hand waved, and the silk threads flew, forming a golden storm inside the small bead, and even the divine consciousness that Wu Qiutian was wrapped around the ancestral spirit could barely stabilize. If it weren't for the fact that the Ancestral Spirit had firmly grasped Wu Qiutian's divine sense with his other hand at the critical moment, I was afraid that he would have been seriously injured by now.

The corner of the Demon Ancestral Spirit's mouth smiled, judging from the surface of the two spirit bodies, the Demon Ancestral Spirit was obviously more completely evolved than the Wu Ancestral Spirit, at least, the expression on its face was not as stiff as the Wu Ancestral Spirit. Even if it's a smile, it's as natural as a normal flesh-and-blood person.

The armor was closed, and after the sad green wings were sent twice, the demon ancestral spirit rose into the air, and the range that the silk thread could reach was limited after all, and the ground was covered with silk threads, so the air naturally could not take care of it. However, the Wu Ancestral Spirit was not discouraged, and before the Demon Ancestral Spirit was about to fly to its side, the Wu Ancestral Spirit twisted his fingers vigorously, and broke off one finger and stuffed it into a small mouth with a somewhat pale lip.

With a clear rattling sound, the yellow light on the Wu Clan's ancestral spirit was great, and there was one less finger, but the aura on his body suddenly became several times stronger.

The Demon Ancestral Spirit hovered over its head, and it was still sure of victory before, but under the behavior of the Protoss Ancestral Spirit that was almost self-harming, it was a little more afraid.

"It's even the indisputable spirit that has been fused with the Protoss, and you have the ability, but if you want to fight me, you don't seem to be qualified enough. The Demon Ancestor Spirit pointed at it and said lightly.

Its body has never been close to the ancestral spirit of the Wu Clan, and without absolute certainty, rushing over it is nothing more than sending it to death.

The Wu Clan Ancestor Spirit closed its eyes, but two red lights shot out from its eyes, its lips opened slightly, and it didn't even look at the Demon Ancestor Spirit: "Whether you are qualified or not will not be known until after the battle, at least you don't dare to approach me now, but I can attack you at any time." ”

In fact, both sides were jealous, otherwise the ancestral spirit of the Wu clan would have rushed over to deal with the ancestral spirit of the demon clan.

The Demon Ancestor Spirit sat cross-legged, ignoring the provocation of the Demon Ancestor Spirit, it was waiting for an opportunity, and it believed that the other party was waiting for such an opportunity just like itself.

Whoever attacks, who will show the flaws first, and the confrontation at this level, as long as the flaws are exposed, there is basically only a dead end.

Therefore, whether it was the Demon Ancestor Spirit, who had been in the Demon Clan for millions of years, or the Demon Ancestral Spirit, who had been reborn, they did not launch an attack at the first time.

The ancestor spirit of the Wu clan drew a gourd in the same way and sat down cross-legged, but it was still able to communicate with the divine consciousness of Wu Qiutian, while the ancestor spirit of the demon clan could only sit in place.

At this time, you must not sleep, otherwise you will lose the time to resist when the other party comes in your sleep.

If you don't practice, you don't know how to spend this long waiting time. Fortunately, the ancestral spirit has a witch hatred, but the demon ancestor spirit doesn't even have a person to talk to. At the beginning, in that cyan world, the ancestral spirit on Lu Donghua's body was just because he was bored and talked nonsense with Wu Qiutian, and finally pulled himself in.

Of course, the Demon Ancestral Spirit in front of him is far from being comparable to the incomplete evolved spirit of the Protoss Ancestral Spirit, if it is replaced by the Protoss Ancestral Spirit, I am afraid that I will not be able to hold back my loneliness and talk to Wu Qiutian.

I don't know how many years have passed since this demon ancestral spirit was sealed in the hill, but now that it has seen the light of day, it can naturally keep its loneliness.

The ancestor spirit of the Wu clan whispered: "Master, this demon cub is very extraordinary, why don't you go out first?"

Wu Qiu Tiandao: "No need, cultivation is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat." If even the ancestral spirits of the demon clan are afraid, then how will I take you to the big world in the future? There are already many strong people in this world, and there are even more strong people in the big world, and we don't know how many powerful existences there are in the vast universe, but I know that as long as the heart of the strong does not change, they will never become weak. Don't worry, I'm not going to hold you back. ”

"You still don't believe me. "The ancestor spirit of the Wu clan said something very surprising.

At this time, Wu Qiutian seemed to say a few innocuous words with heart, but the ancestral spirit smacked the meaning. Once Wu Qiutian's divine consciousness withdrew from this small bead, he didn't know what the conversation between the ancestral spirits was, and it was unknown whether the ancestral spirits of the Wu clan really recognized him as the master.

Zu Ling's speculation is understandable, but it is a bit redundant.

Because in Wu Qiutian's heart, he has long ignored those so-called deceptions, if the ancestral spirit deceives him, his chess piece can be regarded as doing his best, maybe Wu Fatian, who controls everything behind the scenes, can see that the people around him can let the people around him survive for the sake of him being so obedient.

If the ancestral spirit wasn't using him, it would be good.

So it has reached the point where he has no need or energy to doubt everything.

As a human being, his cultivation is too high, beyond the scope of ordinary people, but as a monk, he has too many fetters, so many people live on him, and his lover and relatives are still there, he can't let go.

"If you think so, my explanation is futile, as you will see. Wu Qiutian didn't bother to explain.

A suspicious master naturally has a suspicious spirit, and the spirit is largely connected with the master's mind.

This is a variable in the Wu Ancestral Spirit, because no one in the Great World or in the universe has ever been able to truly make someone else's spirit a true spirit within themselves.

This was also one of the reasons why the Wu Clan's ancestral spirit was reluctant to believe that Wu Qiutian had never doubted it.

Time is changing, and a thick layer of dust has fallen on Wu Qiutian's body in the secret room, which is still the result of Xuanyuan Ling'er cleaning his body every day, otherwise this secret room would have been buried by ashes long ago.

The secret room of the Breaking Sky is different from the room in the city, the dust here is not from the outside, and the stone here can secrete the so-called dust.

"Can you afford to consume it like this?" the Demon Ancestor Spirit finally spoke.

The long silence, not the silence in the seal, still made the living demon ancestor spirit a little unbearable.

Looking at the green and sometimes red on its face, Wu Qiutian couldn't help but laugh, his divine sense had been observing the changes of the Demon Ancestral Spirit, and it was naturally easy to find that as time went by, the color transformation of the Demon Ancestral Spirit became slower and slower.

In the beginning, it was mostly black, but now, it has basically become a world of green and red.

You don't have to think about it to know that this is the credit of Xiao San and Xiao Lu, as for whether they still have clear thinking, they won't know until they refine the demon ancestral spirit.

The ancestor spirit of the Wu clan also knew all this, and it said quietly: "You can survive, why can't we survive, anyway, in the end, when Wu Fatian really can't survive, we will either collapse together, or be destroyed by Wu Fatian." ”

"Wu Fatian is still alive?" It seems that the demon ancestor spirit does not know that the heaven of this world is Wu Fatian.

The Wu Clan Ancestor Ling smiled: "Don't pretend, your evolution is more complete than mine, if that bull demon is not sealed, maybe you will be able to re-evolve into a spirit in tens of thousands of years." Even if I have fused the ancestral spirit of the Protoss, I am not absolutely sure that I will take you down now, don't you say that you don't know that the heaven of this small world in Kyushu is Wu Fatian. ”

The Demon Ancestor Spirit pondered for a long time and then suddenly said, "If Wu Fatian is still alive, you can directly say what you want." ”

The Wu Ancestral Spirit looked at the Demon Ancestral Spirit like a monster: "You don't know what I'm going to do? You don't know what I'm going to do and you're still confronting me, you've been kicked in the head by a donkey! The purpose of my coming is very simple, to devour you and make you a part of the master's spirit body." ”

"It's not impossible to devour me, but you have to promise me one condition, if you see Wu Fatian one day, let him tell who the murderer of his master is, otherwise he will find the ancestral spirit of the demon clan. The Demon Ancestor Spirit lowered his head and said.

This sounds a bit strange, Wu Qiutian and the Wu Clan Ancestor Spirit don't know what the Demon Ancestor Spirit's words mean.

The long silence obviously made the Demon Ancestor Spirit see the clues, and it showed a surprised expression: "Don't you know that Wu Fatian was seriously injured in order to avenge his master?"

"What, isn't your master really broken because he was framed by Wu Fatian?"

It stands to reason that the memories of the Demon Ancestral Spirit and the Wu Ancestral Spirit should be the same, but they remember different things from each other. But listening to Erling's tone, it was as if the memories of the two of them were different.

The Demon Ancestor Spirit thought for a while, and it could be seen that it didn't know what was going on, and suddenly, he appeared in front of the Wu Ancestor Spirit in a flash, and at the beginning of such a fast movement, the Wu Ancestor Spirit had already put on a posture of resistance.

One side is poised to go, and the other side is motionless.