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In the blink of an eye, the time of the day passed.

During this day's time, Zhu Tiancang and Kuiba did not encounter any attacks from fierce beasts.

According to Quibal, they were not yet within the range of the beast's activities.

At night, Zhu Tiancang and Kuiba came to a stop in front of the Huangquan River, which spanned hundreds of miles.

Looking at the magnificent Huangquan River, Kuiba said: "Brother Canopy, let's rest here, after crossing this river, we will be within the range of the fierce beast's activities, as long as we don't cause a huge commotion and attract too many fierce beasts, then there will be no problem." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang immediately nodded.

Without the slightest hesitation, he found a big stone and sat down, and subconsciously reached out and rubbed his legs.

To be honest, when the mana was suppressed, Zhu Tiancang walked very hard in a day's journey.

At first, he drove with Qinglian steps, but after walking for a long time, Zhu Tiancang felt that more than half of the mana in his body was consumed, and he directly stopped hurrying with Qinglian steps.

Later, I heard Kuiba say that Zhu Tiancang realized that although there was nothing wrong with not actively releasing his divine sense in this area, there was a rule in this area, and the consumption of mana under this rule would be more than a hundred times that of normal days.

In desperation, Zhu Tiancang walked a pair of legs for most of the next half of the day, and became a mortal alive.

Although the autonomy of his Creation Blue Lotus Body was good, the rapid progress of most of the day still made him feel his legs tremble, and his whole person was very tired.

Glancing at Zhu Tiancang, Kuiba was stunned, and then said, "Brother Tiancang, you can't do it in the flesh, you can't hold on to such a little road." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang couldn't help but roll his eyes, and replied angrily: "Don't stand there and talk without backache, do you think I am a member of the Wu clan, I am a monk, and I am cultivating the Yuan Shen." ”

Although he said so, Zhu Tiancang's heart was full of emotion.

All along, he didn't take the strength of his physical body into account, even if he had eight or nine Xuan Gong, but he never had the intention of cultivating by himself.

If nothing else, in Zhu Tiancang's opinion, a battle that can be easily handled with a spell or supernatural power, why should he use his body to resist like a barbarian.

It was only at this moment that Zhu Tiancang realized the importance of physical strength.

Under the blessing of certain rules, the primordial spirit and divine consciousness cannot be used, and even the consumption of mana will increase exponentially, in such a situation, a strong physical body is almost the foundation of the foothold.

Even, at this moment, Zhu Tiancang had secretly made a decision in his heart, as long as he reached the level of four turns of the Nine Turns of Xuangong and completed the second step of the Nine Steps to the Heavens, then he would spare some time to practice the Eight or Nine Xuangong, even if he didn't use the exercises of the Eight or Nine Xuangong, but he must learn the body refining chapter, and he didn't want to bear this lack of physical body anymore.

And looking at Zhu Tiancang's depressed appearance, Kuiba laughed.

Obviously, there is very little chance to see Zhu Tiancang's deflated appearance.

With a beckon, Kuiba took out two jars of demon brew from the Qiankun bag, and after throwing one of them to Zhu Tiancang, he said, "Brother Tiancang, come and drink some wine to relieve your fatigue." ”

In this regard, Zhu Tiancang did not refuse.

Stretched out his hand to take over the wine jar, and directly lifted the lid, without saying a word, he poured it up by himself, he was really tired.

Seeing this, Kuiba smiled and said nothing, lifted the lid of the wine and drank it.

After a long time, Zhu Tiancang put down the wine jar, looked at Kuiba, and said: "Brother Kuiba, you tell me about the witch hall, I still know the truth, who has such a big self, and actually sealed the witch hall of the witch clan in front of a peaceful face." ”

Hearing this, Kuiba's body couldn't help but stiffen, and a burst of hatred suddenly burst out from his eyes, but the hatred quickly dissipated, replaced by yearning and worship.

Putting down the wine jar in his hand, Kuiba walked to Zhu Tiancang's side, sat down directly, looked at the sky above the place where the witch was buried, and recalled: "When the Netherworld was first built, my Wu clan and the demon clan were both defeated and withdrew from the wilderness, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches cast twelve bronze men with their last natal essence blood and placed them in the witch hall, but not long after the twelve bronze people were placed into the witch hall, a white-robed young man came to the netherworld with a sword. ”

"A sword, just a sword, has reached the Pseudo-Saint Great Perfection, Sister Pingxin, who is infinitely close to the saint, has been hit hard, if it weren't for the blessings of the six reincarnations, under that sword, Sister Pingxin would definitely die!"

"After the man with the sword defeated Sister Pingxin, he directly broke into the place where the witch was buried, that person was based on the way of the sword, and integrated the rules of the place of space into his own sword, and the rules of the place where the witch was buried were easily crushed and surpassed by him, and it was easy to reach the witch hall. ”

"Just when Sister Xuan Ming and I arrived with the Wu Clan's army, the young man had already placed a ban outside the Witch Palace, and made it clear that no one could enter unless he created the Blue Lotus Body. ”

Speaking of this, Kuiba couldn't help laughing at himself, and said bitterly: "Back then, I was a quasi-saint, and I stepped forward to challenge without measuring my strength, and a punch was just a punch, and that person shattered my ancestral witch body, but I also deserved a blessing in disguise, with the help of the power of this place where the witch was buried, it condensed into my own divine soul, and then it took me thousands of years to recast the body and resurrect it, but the power of the body has fallen to the golden immortal, and the body shape of the primordial god cultivation has only just reached the earth immortal realm." ”

"After that person left, my Wu clan also tried, and I still couldn't enter the witch hall by all means, let alone take out the twelve bronze people left by the twelve ancestral witches. ”

After listening to Kuiba's account, Zhu Tiancang was shocked.

Defeat peace with a sword, slaughter the quasi-saint with a punch, what a heroism, how strong.

Even Zhu Tiancang suspected that if it weren't for Kuiba's special identity, the man's punch would have wiped him out.

Of course, there is also a possibility that the man deliberately shattered Kuiba's body in order to let Kuiba master the original god and become the first ancestral witch with a primordial god since the opening of the heavens.

Either way, there is only one conclusion to be reached, that man's strength has reached a level beyond the reach of even the Pseudo-Saint Great Perfection, at least he is a saint-level existence, and he is not a saint who reprimands!

After a long time, Zhu Tiancang came back to his senses, exhaled heavily, consumed this shocking information, looked at Kuiba and asked, "Who is that young man?"

In Zhu Tiancang's opinion, the master who can do this and use the sword seems to be the supreme powerhouse that all the saints avoided in ancient times.

However, Kuiba shook his head and said with a wry smile: "If it is the Green Emperor, then I will admit it, but that person is not the Green Emperor, he is the first disciple of the Green Emperor, and his name is: Taihao!"

(End of chapter)

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