Celestial

In the ancient times, the Wu people used their flesh to shake the world with their fists, breaking the void with a punch.

Obviously, this Wuming already has some such momentum...

but…

All of this just appeared for a moment.

After the momentary gaffe, Wu Ming seemed to react immediately, quickly converging the momentum from the blood vein,

Suddenly, the violent ripples in the nearby space disappeared instantly, and then Wu Ming said with a wry smile: "It's a little bit out of place, making you laugh..."

"Ha ha."

"It's just that I can't figure it out..." Speaking of which, Wu Ming no longer had the previous ease, looked at Lin Fei with doubt, and said: "This matter, even the people around me, all Rarely know, how could you know so clearly?"

"Oh, there are always clues for people who are interested. Although you are a witch, but you don’t even have a Qiankun bag on your body, it is a bit exaggerated, so I guessed it casually. I didn’t expect it. It really made me guess. bingo…"

Lin Fei's words sounded like nothing wrong.

After all, in addition to those who have space and magical beasts, the Qiankun bag is already a man. Although the effects are different, some can hold mountains and rivers, and some can only hold a few stones, but they are essentially the same. Yes, Wu people are no exception...

It's like Wushan, who is also carrying this bag of Qiankun. After hearing Lin Fei's explanation, he also looked at his big brother with surprise.

I thought that my eldest brother had always been alone, because I believed in one punch to break all methods. I never thought that it was useless...

Wu Ming frowned, after listening to these words, his brows gradually spread out...

But in fact, the two brothers did not know that this reason was only superficial, the real reason, only Lin Fei knew.

That's right, this whimper, with no storage bag, is indeed a bit strange, but the really strange things are more, this is nothing.

What really made Lin Fei see the clues was the bloodline of the other party...

That bloodline is too strong...

Lin Fei is also considered to have dealt with a lot of Wu people, and in that great disaster, even the descendants of those ancestors and witches had met several times.

However, even compared with them, Wu Ming's bloodline is not weak at all. They are all descendants of the ancestors and witches. Their bloodline is domineering and unique.

This kind of overbearing power is actually incompatible with the magic weapon refined by the monks.

On the contrary, the weaker the blood line of the Wu people, the smaller the impact on them, and there is no effect when using the magic weapon.

This seems to be a loss for those Maori geniuses with rich blood, but in fact, there is no slight hindrance...

After all, the Wu people have no magic weapon, but they have witchcraft...

The most advanced witchcraft, even compared to innate magic weapons, is not weak at all. In the hands of the orthodox witch, its power is almost ruined...

It's just that these things, even in ancient times, were even a big secret.

After the great tribulation of the previous life, the rich blood of the Wu people fell seven, eight, eight, and the rest of their hearts remained, and they lost most of their inheritance and scattered the wilderness of all walks of life.

Even if a genius is occasionally born, it is generally left in the tribe. As a guardian, it is rarely set foot in the outside world. Those ordinary people can not survive, and they will not study these things...

Except for Wu Ming himself and some old antiques in tribes, few people are familiar with these secrets.

Wushan does not know, it is not surprising...

It's just that Lin Fei can't explain to them all these curved corners...

"Oh, I thought, this is still a secret. Who knows, it is so easy to be seen by others..." Wu Ming said: "No way, my Wu clan has been handed down to the present, and there are very few inheritances and relics left. Most of them are still in the hands of other small worlds, those old troublesome monsters. If they are to let them hand over those things without taking out the heavier treasures, they can’t let go..."

"So you want to use my magic weapon to exchange?" Lin Fei gave him a funny look, this witch genius, his mind is alive enough.

Wu Ming coughed a little embarrassedly: "Isn't this a combination of both benefits, what I said just counts..."

Lin Fei said, "So, are you willing to be like this?"

"What do you mean?" Wu Ming frowned suddenly.

Lin Feidao: "You should know that my magic weapon is extremely rare even in the heavens and the world. In the eyes of those monks, it is much higher than the value of those witch relics. Just give this magic weapon to them?"

"Otherwise," Wu Ming shook his head: "Those old guys are fine characters, and they are all clear. My Wu clan inheritance, there are very few left. I took the initiative to send them to the door, how could I let it go? Opportunity to get a knife."

"Then if there is a Maori relic on me?"

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Wu Ming was surprised for a moment. When he looked at Lin Fei, his face changed: "What the **** do you mean?"

"Ha ha…"

Lin Fei just smiled and did not answer.

Wu Ming reacted immediately, calmed his emotions, stared at Lin Fei for a while, and then slowly said: "If you have that kind of thing, of course, say another..."

"Look, how about this thing."

As the voice fell, Lin Fei raised his hand and saw only a rough stone spear, which suddenly appeared in Lin Fei's hands.

Suddenly, the surrounding air seemed to be a little heavy.

The moment the stone spear appeared, it caught his eyes firmly.

This stone spear looks primitive, rough on the surface, with irregular protrusions, and the surface is still black, like dry blood...

At a glance, it looks like a savage in ancient times, simply holding a feldspar and simply grinding it.

However, the moment when the stone spear appeared, it showed a kind of condensed momentum, as if it were as important as a thousand pieces. Just staying there quietly, it is dare not be ignored.

Moreover, at the moment when the stone spear appeared, Wu Ming's face suddenly became red, and even breathing was aggravated...

A moment later, it was difficult to look away and look at Lin Fei, his eyes flickering: "You...where did you get this from."