The time of prehistoric times is respected

The six-winged blood mosquito flew high into the sky, covered in blood red, and the huge mouthparts on its head were hideous and terrifying, making people daunting.

Uncle Feng has no expression. He has fought against the Yaozu for so many years, and he has never seen any strange creatures. Taoist Mosquito looks normal, which is not surprising.

"kill!"

Uncle Feng shouted loudly and charged towards the sky.

Daoist Mosquito did not fight recklessly with him, but relied on his nimble body to fight with him. If he couldn't attack Daoist Mosquito, Uncle Feng couldn't do anything for a while.

But when Uncle Feng slashed down with his knife and was about to turn around, Taoist Mosquito dodged behind Uncle Feng.

The mouthparts on the mouth are piercing towards Feng Bo, the speed is so fast that the naked eye can't see it.

As a great witch, Feng Bo knew instinctively that Daoist Mosquito was coming from behind, but he was not worried. He was very confident in his body as a great witch, thinking that Daoist Mosquito would not be able to break his defense without innate spiritual treasures.

"hiss!"

Uncle Feng suddenly took a deep breath, and the younger generation was in pain like a needle prick, he couldn't believe it, the body of his great witch was broken?

"Suck!"

Taoist Mosquito took a deep breath, and Feng Bo immediately felt that his blood was being extracted.

Mosquito Taoists are of course different from ordinary mosquitoes. The special mouthparts can directly extract the blood of the person who is bitten.

Essence and blood are the foundation of the body, no matter how much ordinary blood is lost, practitioners will not feel distressed, as essence and blood can be derived at any time.

Essence and blood are gone, and it won't recover for a long time, and if you lose too much at once, it will affect the foundation and cause irreversible damage.

It was by taking advantage of Feng Bo's mind of underestimating the enemy that Taoist Mosquito completed the counterattack, and the blow was fatal.

Feng Bo backhanded his junior with all his strength, if he hit, Taoist Mosquito would have a hard time, but Daoist Mosquito didn't know, he wasn't greedy, so he just took a sip and flashed out.

Feng Bo hit himself with a palm instead,

"puff!"

He had already lost a lot of essence and blood, but now he spat out a big mouthful, and Feng Bo's face turned pale.

"Shameless sneak attack!"

Feng Bo cursed angrily.

Daoist Mosquito didn't take it seriously, when a battle broke out, it was life and death, and whoever said it must be upright.

At this time, Feng Bo lost at least half of his combat power, and lost his essence and blood. If he doesn't recover quickly, there will be sequelae.

Mosquito Taoist turned into the innate Taoist body, his complexion was a little rosy, it is really the blood essence of the Wu Clan is too domineering, all the power of the Wu Clan comes from the power of blood,

With this mouthful of blood, Daoist Mosquito not only recovered from the previous blood damage, but also seemed to have improved his cultivation base. There is a lot of power in it.

"Do you want to fight again?"

Taoist Mosquito asked, Taoist Mosquito is full of confidence when his identity is changed at this moment.

"It's time to fight!"

Feng Bo naturally cannot show weakness.

"Let's go, how about writing off today's affairs?"

Taoist Mosquito pretended to be generous and said.

In fact, he was still afraid of the witch clan, the great witch was not lost in the Lich War, if it fell into the hands of Taoist Mosquito, the ancestor witch would not go crazy.

Daoist Mosquito didn't want to understand the power of the Dutian Twelve Gods' Great Formation, and perhaps he wouldn't even have the chance to experience the Great Formation when the Zu Wu came.

"Hmph! My witch clan stands up to the heavens and the earth. Are you the people who are greedy for life and afraid of death? Today, either you die or I die!"

Uncle Feng didn't appreciate it at all, he lost all face today, he chased after him, but was beaten back instead, he couldn't swallow it.

"Humph!"

Taoist Mosquito saw that Uncle Feng was ignorant, and snorted coldly, but he still didn't make a move, meaningless.

Turned around and left, but heard the voice of Uncle Feng coming from behind,

"If you don't kill me today, tomorrow my witch clan will come to avenge me!"

Daoist Mosquito couldn't tell because of his suffering, this witch is really a dog skin plaster, once it sticks, it can't be shaken off.The point is, I didn't get anything this trip, I captured the human race, and I haven't killed myself yet.

Ignoring Uncle Feng, I wanted to go back to the sea of ​​blood, but now I changed my mind and went to Penglai Island.

He is going to seek help from Styx. If the problem of the Wu clan is not resolved, Taoist Mosquito cannot feel at ease.

Seeing that Taoist Mosquito had gone far away, Uncle Feng also started to rush to the territory of the Wu Clan. He really couldn't beat Taoist Mosquito in his current state.

He is just a latecomer to the great witch, and the number one witch of the witch clan is Xing Tian, ​​and Uncle Feng is planning to ask Xing Tian to help him avenge him.

Chapter 148 Emperor Yan

Not to mention the mosquito Taoist went away in high spirits, but came back disappointed, with nothing to gain, and even made a fuss, and was heading for Penglai Island.

But looking at the heavenly court is a lively scene.

In the side hall of Lingxiao Palace,

Di Jun, Tai Yi, and Chang Xi all gathered here, looking at the palace with full of expectation.

Xihe was about to give birth, and Dijun was happy when Taiyi Changxi got the news and came over to wait together.

This is a great thing, there are successors in the Heavenly Court, otherwise there will be an embarrassing situation where there will be no successors in the Heavenly Court after Emperor Jun's testimony.

Everyone who wants to be a father has the same mentality, no matter how strong he is, how high his status is,

The way Dijun stared at the palace with worry on his face made Tai Yi a little funny, a feeling he couldn't understand naturally.

"Brother, don't worry, we cultivators will have no problems, we won't be like ordinary people!"

Taiyi persuaded.

Di Jun nodded, but still stared intently.

Tai Yi smiled wryly and spread his hands, glanced at Chang Xi, and received a blank stare.

In the palace, Xihe sat cross-legged, not lying around to give birth as imagined, but also needed to deliver the baby.

Giving birth to a child is equally painful for an ascetic. It is not physical. A ascetic knows a little bit of physical body metamorphosis, and it is enough to shield the perception. The real pain is from the source.