Prehistoric: From Witch Soldiers to Hunyuan Wuji Luoxian

"The Qi Luck Golden Vine absorbs Qi Luck from the heaven and the earth, and then it can continue to grow the Golden Vine itself, thereby increasing the absorption capacity again. This is really good."

On a whim, Wu Yang directly entered the Qiankun Good Fortune Gourd.

The Divine Lord of Jiuyuan Water Palace was practicing, when he saw Wu Yang who suddenly appeared in front of him, and seeing his smile, the Divine Lord of Jiuyuan Water Palace shivered for no reason.

"Master Wu Yang,,,"

The Divine Lord of Jiuyuan Water Mansion opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to continue the conversation with the other party.

Wu Yang nodded and smiled, and said:

"Don't worry, I just discovered something just now, so come and experiment, just don't be afraid."

Wu Yang looked harmless to humans and animals, and the God of Jiuyuan Water Mansion nodded slightly, but he couldn't calm down in his heart.

Invisibly, the Golden Vine of Luck began to spread at some point, and it actually climbed directly to the Luck of the Divine Lord of Jiuyuanshui Palace!

At this time, Wu Yang could clearly feel that his luck, the Golden Vine, had merged into the luck of the God of Nine Yuanshui Mansion!

It was as if a seed of the golden vine of luck was left there, which did not cause any loss to Wu Yang himself, but the luck of the god of Jiuyuanshui Palace began to be absorbed by the golden vine of luck little by little, and then merged into Wu Yang's. In luck.

This absorption speed is much faster than the previous absorption from heaven and earth.

"parasitic!"

Wu Yang suddenly thought of this very appropriate word, and now what the luck golden vine shows is parasitism.

A golden vine seed is parasitic in the luck of the god of Jiuyuan Water Palace, and then absorbs the power of luck of the god of Jiuyuan Water Palace little by little to nourish itself.

This parasitic method allows Wu Yang to easily maximize the benefits he can obtain.

It's simply worthless!

Wu Yang no longer has to bother to come every once in a while, as long as the seeds of the golden vine of good luck are sown, he can wait for good luck to add to his body.

"It's really powerful. The vines have the ability to parasitize, which is a perfect match."

Wu Yang was extremely happy, but the Divine Lord of Jiuyuan Water Mansion was in a daze. He obviously didn't know how miserable his fate had become.

Wu Yang got up and left, looked at the Demon God Chonghu on the side, and shook his head secretly.

The luck of the Chaos Demon God is different from that of the prehistoric creatures, so it cannot be absorbed and utilized by Wu Yang, which makes Wu Yang feel very sorry.

"If this is for the Sanqing Brothers, I'm afraid I'm really going to make a fortune."

Wu Yang laughed happily, but if he wanted to parasitize the golden vine seeds, he could do so only when the other party was completely unable to resist.

If Wu Yang wanted to parasitize the Sanqing, he had to take them down.

"When you catch enemies in the future, all of them will be given such a set, and then you won't have to worry about not having enough luck."

Wu Yang left the interior of the Qiankun gourd, and the golden vine of luck was still growing.

It has just been successfully condensed, and it has not yet transformed all of Wu Yang's luck, plus the power of luck absorbed from the god of Jiuyuanshuifu, it is enough for the golden vine of luck to grow further.

This time, Wu Yang's luck has greatly increased, and at the same time, the luck of the entire group has also improved, which is a mutual benefit between the two.

Just when the luck of the Wu tribe improved again, the three ancestor witches in the Wu tribe also began to break through.

Wu Xizi, the ancestor of electricity, Wu Xizi, the ancestor of weather, Wu Rushou, the ancestor of gold, the three of them broke through at the same time, and promoted to the late stage of Daluo Jinxian in the Pangu Temple.

So far, the most primitive twelve ancestral witches have all broken through to the late stage of Daluo Jinxian.

Among the next few ancestral witches, Wu Yang and Jiufeng are in the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian.

Xing Tian, ​​Chi You, Hou Yi, Xiang Liu, and Hou Qing are still in the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian.

As long as the bloodline transforms into the body of the ancestral witch, there is a great chance of breaking through to the Hunyuan realm in the future.

As for the general members of the Wu clan, they also have the possibility of proving the Dao of Hunyuan, but if they want to prove the Dao, they need to make greater efforts.

As Daoist Hongjun said, everyone can prove the Tao, but there are very few who can truly prove the Tao.

Countless proud sons of heaven throughout the ages, how many can prove the Tao?

It is indeed true that everyone can prove the Tao, but not everyone can really come to this step.

Just when Wu Yang's power of luck increased greatly, a few uninvited guests came to Penglai Xiandao.

In the main hall of Xuangui Patriarch, he looked at the few people who came here with an unfriendly expression.

"Xuan Kun, do you really think I dare not kill you?"

There was a cold light in the eyes of the Xuangui Patriarch, and he looked at Xuan Kun, who was a member of their Xuangui clan.

It's just that Xuangui Patriarch has always looked down on Xuan Kun. He didn't expect this Xuan Kun to come together with the Arctic Sage.

However, the Holy Monarch of the North Pole is dedicated to being an enemy of the Wu Clan, and now he dares to openly come here to contact the ancestor of the Xuangui.

Xuan Kun looked at the two envoys behind him, and his eyes became firm again.

"Old Ancestor Xuangui, I am here to represent Zhiming Shenjun this time. What I said before is also the meaning of Shenjun. I advise you not to be ignorant of praise."

Xuan Kun grinned ferociously, his eyes full of seriousness.

With two divine envoys supporting him, Xuan Kun is no longer afraid of the ancestor Xuangui.

The ancestor of Xuangui is only in the perfect state of Da Luo Jinxian now, and the cultivation base of the two arctic envoys is also in the state of perfection of Da Luo Jinxian. They are not inferior to the ancestor of Xuangui.

Xuan Kun was only in the middle stage of Da Luo Jinxian, but he dared to shout in front of Xuangui Patriarch, which made Xuangui Patriarch's eyes blaze with anger.

The murderous intent in the eyes of the ancestor Xuangui was not concealed, he had looked down on Xuangui before, and now the other party dared to be arrogant in front of him, how could the ancestor Xuangui continue to tolerate him.

"You really don't know how to live or die. This is the Land of Nine Nethers, where the camp of the Wu Clan is located. If you come here to provoke, you are courting death!"

Xuangui Patriarch said disdainfully that when he took refuge in the Wu Clan, he came to surrender wholeheartedly and never thought of betraying again.

What's more, the current Wu Clan can easily kill the White Tiger Sage Monarch of the sub-sage level, and the strength of the Zhiming Sage King is far from the sub-sage level. He dared to trouble the Wu Clan, not for the black turtle The development of the clan, but his own interests!

Patriarch Xuangui was very aware of his current situation. Zhiming Shenjun challenged the Wu Clan so blatantly, obviously he wanted to imitate Baihu Shengjun, so as to gain benefits and improve his own strength.

As an existence who has practiced for countless years, Patriarch Xuangui sees these things very clearly.

"What about the camp of the Wu Clan, aren't we still here now?"

Xuan Kun's face was full of disdain, and he was not worried about his situation at all.

However, at this moment, a sneer came from behind.

"You did come in, but I'm afraid it's not that easy to leave, and I don't think you want to go out today."

When Wu Yang's voice came, Xuan Kun's expression changed instantly.

Although he spoke arrogantly, he was still very afraid of the Wu Clan in his heart.

This is an existence that even the White Tiger Sage would dare to kill, so why would he care about their little "doglegs"?

Xuan Kun turned around and saw Wu Yang's smiling face, behind him were Houtu Ancestral Witch and Nine Phoenix Ancestral Witch, they all rushed here.

Xuan Kun's face was full of embarrassment, and he said with a smile:

"Fellow Wuyang, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding!".

However, before he could explain, the ancestor of Xuangui had already stepped forward and confessed:

"Fellow Daoist Wuyang, fellow Daoist Houtu, and Fellow Daoist Nine Phoenix are all sins of old age. Let these rebels sneak into Penglai Immortal Island and provoke the relationship between my Xuangui clan and the Wu clan. Please punish me. "

Wu Yang shook his head and said:

"Fellow Daoists are not at fault for this matter. Since Zhiming Shenjun wants to deal with our Wu Clan, we also want to see how powerful he is. As for the Beihai Xuangui Clan, everyone has nothing to do with this matter, and we naturally know."

Wu Yang's words made the Xuangui Patriarch secretly heave a sigh of relief. If the Wu Clan misunderstood it, it might really bring disaster to the entire Beihai Xuangui clan.

The strength of the Wu Clan, the Xuangui Patriarch has a deep understanding over the years.

It is precisely because of this that he has become more and more low-key over the years.

Wu Yang looked at Xuan Kun and the two envoys again, and said:

"Are you obediently caught without a fight, or let us do it?".

Facing Wu Yang's arrogant words, the expressions of the two envoys immediately became gloomy.

"We are the envoys in front of the Holy Monarch Palace in the North Pole, how dare you be rude!"

The two envoys obviously hadn't figured out the situation yet, and roared angrily in front of Wu Yang.

Wu Yang said lightly:

"We killed the White Tiger Sage, and the temple was also destroyed. Do you think you are better than the White Tiger Sage?".

The two divine envoys were speechless for a moment. They really had nothing to do when they encountered a fearless person like the Wu Clan.

A mere divine envoy is really not worth mentioning.

Wu Yang smiled in his heart, the reason why he directly destroyed the other party without using his hands was because he wanted to take them down, and then use his own luck golden vine to collect the other party's luck.

As long as the golden vine seeds are planted on them, this will be a constant source of luck!

Chapter 325: Seed Germination, Parasitic Devour

The two arctic envoys still don't know what happened. Wu Yang has already taken out the holy sword of the wilderness, and a powerful oppressive force descends, enveloping Xuan Kun and the three of them.

The coercion of heaven and earth was very strong, as if imperceptible mountains of ancient gods were pressing down on them, making the three of them breathless.

Wu Yang raised his sword and took Xuan Kun straight, while Hou Tu Zu Wu waved his hands to suppress the two envoys, and Xuan Gui Patriarch rushed forward with a murderous look on his face.

"Friend Daoist Xuangui, save their lives."

Wu Yang stopped them in time, otherwise the three of them would have died on the spot.

Xuan Kun and the others were powerless to resist at all, and were sealed instantly.

At this point, Xuan Kun no longer dared to shout, and his eyes were full of fear.

Wu Yang stepped forward, pretending to ask:

"Say, what is your purpose here?"

He pretended to interrogate the other party, but in fact he was secretly urging the luck golden vines, separated the three golden vine seeds, and slowly landed on Xuan Kun's luck.

This luck golden vine is very mysterious, outsiders can't detect it at all, only Wu Yang can see it clearly.

Xuan Kun had a bitter look on his face, and the two envoys were even more at a loss.

"Master Wu Yang, we are also following orders, and we came here because we had to. Zhiming Shenjun wants us to invite Patriarch Xuangui to go to the North Pole, saying that there is something important to discuss."

Xuan Kun thought about it in his heart, and said cautiously.

Wu Yang looked at Xuan Kun, and continued to ask:

"As far as I know, Zhiming Shenjun doesn't have much contact with the Xuangui family in the North Sea. Why did you find fellow Daoist Xuangui this time, and what is the important matter to discuss?".

Wu Yang asked again and again, the seed of the golden vine of luck had quietly fallen into the luck of the three of them, and under the nourishment of luck, it began to take root and sprout.

Xuan Kun pondered how to speak, and finally replied:

"My lord, we are just running errands. According to Shenjun, it should be to discuss the future development of our Xuangui clan."

Xuan Kun's answer was impeccable, but he didn't know that Wu Yang had already understood the other party's intention.

Seeing that the seeds were planted, Wu Yang put away the Great Desolation Sword and said:

"The mysterious tortoise clan is part of our witch clan. There is no need to discuss any more. In the future, the mysterious tortoise clan in the North Sea will surely become more prosperous. Go back and tell Zhiming Shenjun not to come up with any bad ideas, or the white tiger sage will be a lesson from the past."

Wu Yang didn't embarrass the three of them too much, which made Xuan Kun feel ecstatic.

He originally thought that this time he really had to confess here, but he didn't expect Wu Yang to let them go so easily.

"Thank you Lord Wu Yang for your noble hand, we will definitely bring the words to the gods."

Xuan Kun thanked him again and again, observing the changes in Wu Yang's expression with his eyes.

Seeing Wu Yang waving his hand to signal, the three of them flew away in an instant, not daring to stop for a moment.

These three people thought they were the survivors of the catastrophe, but they didn't know that they had already been tampered with by Wu Yang. They would be the "tools" of Wu Yang's luck creation in the future, and would continuously provide Wu Yang with the power of luck.

Xuangui Patriarch looked at the three people who left, shook his head and sighed:

"Thank you fellow daoists, if they dare to come again next time, please kill them."

The Xuangui Patriarch thought that Wu Yang was giving him face, so he didn't kill the three of Xuankun, after all, these three were all from the lineage of Beihai Xuangui.

Wu Yang laughed and said:

"Before, the White Tiger Sage Monarch was an enemy of our Wu Clan, and his cultivation was rising step by step, far surpassing the other three Sage Monarchs. The benefits of this must have made the Zhiming Shenjun jealous, but it is a pity that he failed to see the situation clearly."