At the mouth of the river, figures flew down from the clouds, lined up on the riverside, standing there quietly, like 1,800 clay sculptures.

The 1,200 Wu clan disciples stationed in various places at the mouth of the Guan River all looked at this place, and they already knew that they were all left after being sifted, and their qualifications, cultivation, and war witch bloodline were slightly inferior to these 1,800 Wu clan disciples.

But they didn't complain more than half a sentence, Wu didn't have so many fancy intestines, it was better than that.

Yang Jian stood on the stone platform on the riverbank and discussed something with the six friends of Meishan.

A big dog jumped down on the clouds, rubbing affectionately on Yang Jian's legs, Da Ang fell from the clouds with seven Wu clan masters, among which there were two old men with rickety bodies, but the terrifying blood on his body made Yang Jian ignite a little war.

"Going?" Da Ang waved his six hands forward, greeted Yang Jian, and turned sideways, "These are the two elders sent by the clan, and there are not many strong people left after the first war of my Wu clan." ”

Yang Jian hurriedly stepped forward to greet the old man and the old woman, but these two silver-haired witch powerhouses were quite respectful to Yang Jian.

I heard the old woman say: "The Wu clan can get the help of the true monarch, and now it has begun to recover its vitality, I really don't know how to repay, I heard that the true monarch is going to expedition against chaos, and the two old bones are here to help, let the true monarch drive. ”

The old man smiled and said: "Erlang Zhenjun is a master disciple of the Taoist Sect, Xuangong is a god, and he is the only person who inherited the will of his father from ancient times, so he doesn't have to be polite to us." ”

"Two seniors, please take a seat," Yang Jian was really not polite, Meishan Liuyou arranged it neatly, and there was an extra row of seats on the stone platform in the blink of an eye.

"Don't dare to call your seniors," the old woman smiled kindly, but she was thin and skinny, like a dead corpse, "In the future, our two old bones should also be called the second master." ”

Yang Jian laughed, "The two seniors don't make fun of me." ”

"This is not a joke," Da Ang scratched his head and leaned over, secretly dragged Yang Jian, and said with a serious face, "The Great Witch Priest said that our Wu clan has nothing to do now, and the two of them have been buried in the ground in order not to grab much earth qi from the newborn witches. It's nice to be able to go out and move your muscles. ”

There is a ...... buried in the ground

Yang Jian was a little stunned in his heart—naturally he was stunned by the Wu Clan's realm.

Under the calculation of the Qianhong Dao people, the Wu clan will never be allowed to leave the miasma-filled land of Beiju Luzhou.

The two predecessors of the Wu clan in front of him would rather be buried in the soil than lose the name of the Wu clan, but today in order to help him, they broke away from the Wu clan and came here.

How can you not be stunned?

"I'm afraid that I will disappoint the two seniors ......"

"Hey," the old man smiled heartily, "The second master doesn't say such things, in the future, you will call me a witch ghost, call her a witch." Although our body bones are old, we can still do it with one finger. ”

"Why am I a thing!" Da Ang's eyes glared, "I'm also a general of the Great Witch Sacrifice now!"

"Heh," the witch ghost straightened his waist, "When we were fighting with the demon saint, you were only eye-to-eye with those little demons!"

Da Ang suddenly looked unconvinced, and Yang Jian hurriedly stopped him, really afraid that this old No. 1 Middle School would fight directly.

Yang Jian said: "The two seniors should not have recovered yet, it is better to meditate here, and it will take a few months to enter the Chaos Sea." ”

The witch asked with some concern: "Second master, I'm afraid these little cubs can't resist the aura of chaos......"

"There are already proper arrangements," Yang Jian simply made the Chaos Fierce Beast into a war boat, and then 'transformed' for these 1,800 Wu Clan disciples to the two seniors.

The witch ghost frowned and said, "I also roamed in the Chaos Sea back then, and I also killed a few so-called spirit clans and took their spirit cores, can this thing still be used on our witch clan?"

How many have you killed?

Why did Yang Jian hear the bloody rain in the sky in these words.

"With the strange method given by the Xuandu Grand Master, it is possible," Yang Jian had to tell the method given by Xuandu in detail, and the two Wu clan seniors pondered and deduced for a while, and each nodded and agreed.

Xuandu's 'Spirit Core Removal Method' actually requires that the person who has been planted with the spirit core is physically strong and can withstand the impact of the spirit core of the Great Luo Realm on the physical body.

The souls in these spirit cores have been cleaned up, leaving only a relatively pure function - transforming the chaotic aura into an aura that the monk can absorb.

Pangu opened the heavens and the earth, turning the chaotic qi into clear and turbid qi, the turbid qi sank to the earth, and the clear qi rose to the sky.

The Wu clan practiced according to turbidity, not to completely absorb the turbidity, but to take the 'essence' of it; the turbidity gas corresponds to the clear qi, and if the two turbidity qi are full and mixed, it is the chaotic breath.

In other words, the aura transformed by these spiritual cores taken from the Chaos Spirit Clan also has the 'essence' necessary for the cultivation of the Wu Clan, and they only need to take this essence and disperse other spiritual energy, so that they can practice and survive in the Chaos Sea with the spirit core.

Although the reason is simple, it really takes some effort to make this group of Wu clan disciples whose strength is average in the Heavenly Immortal Realm accept the spirit core left by the Spirit Clan of the Great Luo Realm.

Fortunately, he is a disciple of the Wu clan, and although his cultivation is in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, his physical body is stronger than the golden immortals of the Yuan Shen Dao......

Da Ang is considered to be a more active mind in the Wu clan, and after listening to it for a long time, he suddenly became interested.

"Second master, second brother, tsk, is there a spirit core left behind after the fall of the quasi-saint realm master?" Da Ang's face suddenly became serious, "Why don't you test it on me?"

Yang Jian couldn't help laughing.

Although the quasi-Holy Spirit Core is precious, he happens to have a few of them in this incarnation.

In fact, even if Da Ang didn't take the initiative to bring it up, Yang Jian also had such an idea, and wanted to try whether the combination of the Wu Clan's master and the Chaos Spirit Clan's spirit core could be a little surprised.

With a flip of his hand, Yang Jian held a fiery red gem in his palm, the size of a pomegranate, exuding a remnant of the quasi-saint Dao rhyme.

It originally belonged to a quasi-saint who practiced the path of fire, and since this quasi-saint was born in the Chaos Sea, it was the foundation of this quasi-saint's life.

This powerful Chaos Spirit Clan was wiped out by the puppet Fourteen at the beginning, and there was no scum left of the broken soul, but it imprinted its own way on this spirit core.

"This matter must be cautious," Yang Jian said, "Don't worry, this spirit core will be held for you, and when we find out how to combine the Wu clan with the spirit core, I will press it with you, how about it?"

"Gotta get! gotta got!"

Da Ang's eyes were glowing red, and he snatched the spirit core over, held it in the palms of his four big hands, and carefully observed.

"Good stuff, good stuff!"

The witch ghost on the side scolded: "Da Ang, bring it to us and take a look!"

Da Ang immediately covered the spirit core tightly, like a thief, but unexpectedly, the witch just opened his hand and pushed, Da Ang flew in front of the witch and ghost, and was calmly raised by the witch with one hand.

"Bring it, I don't want you!"

Da Ang suddenly cried with a sad face, and looked at Yang Jian for help, but saw that a certain second master had already walked down the stone platform and arrived in front of the 1,800 Wu clan children.

Six Wu clan masters of the same level as Da Ang stood at the forefront, and the twelve commanders who Yang Jian had personally cultivated stood in the second row, looking at Yang Jian with burning eyes along with the Wu clan children in that row.

Yang Jian opened his mouth and said, "Everyone." ”

One thousand eighteen hundred witches roared in unison: "Second Master!"

Apparently it was ordered in advance by Daang.

"Sit down," Yang Jian waved his hand, and sat down in front of him.

This group of witches, some of them have struggled in the bitter cold of Beiju Luzhou for 9,900 years, and some of them are only hundreds of years old, but both men and women, there is a kind of fanaticism in their eyes at this time, and there is a certain war intent burning in their eyes.

Wu is warlike, and he was born to fight.

This is the battle intent that can be in the bones of the Wu clan, and it is a clan condensed by the war blood flowing in the body after the Pangu God was unwilling to fall.

Yang Jian straightened out his thoughts and pressed down with the enthusiasm aroused by these guys.

"In a few months, you will set off from here to fight in the endless Chaos Sea," Yang Jian paced slowly, his voice a little low, but with a certain power, it went straight to the hearts of the people.

"Before you depart, I must tell you something, so that you may not know why you are bleeding. ”

Luo Yu, one of the twelve commanders, immediately shouted: "I am willing to live and die for the second master!"

Immediately, many witches shouted: "I am willing to live and die for the second master!"

"You don't have to be for me, you have heavier and more difficult responsibilities," Yang Jian said, suppressing these restless witches.

Yang Jian no longer paused, covering a radius of ten miles with Xuan Qi, isolating all divine senses from viewing, and said what he wanted to tell them in his heart:

"The Wu clan was born from the Pangu God, but do you know why the Pangu God fell? He is for this heaven and earth, for the creatures who came with him and are still reincarnated in this heaven and earth at this time. ”

"I can't say too much to you in detail, you just need to know that Pangu God was originally the strongest person in the great world before the flood, but that era was buried by a terrible strong enemy, and several eras have been buried by those strong enemies. ”

"The Pangu God fought to the death, but only temporarily repelled those strong enemies, and at this time it can be concluded that those strong enemies will one day come again and will bury this great world like the previous times!"

When the witch and the witch heard this, their faces had changed, and they stood up tremblingly.

These secrets that Yang Jian said in his mouth have never been circulated in the wilderness.

"Pangu God has made all kinds of arrangements, even if he dies, he will set up a large array to protect the flood, and that big array is the way of heaven today! And Wu, born from the blood of Pangu God, is the fire left by Pangu God to fight against those strong enemies!"

"But the Wu clan is still being calculated by the spies planted by these powerful enemies, and I can tell you today, because Dao Ancestor Hongjun has been exterminated by the six saints. Dao Ancestor's cultivation of the demon clan was intended to subvert the Wu clan and extinguish the last fire left by the Pangu God. ”

"He almost did it, you each think about the current situation of the Wu Clan, even if the Dao Ancestor is dead, but there is no way to reverse the fall of the Wu Clan. ”

There was a sudden cry behind Yang Jian, and the witch ghost pointed to the sky and scolded angrily, but the scolding was reversed, and the witch couldn't cry silently.

"As soon as Dao Ancestor dies, those strong enemies must know about it, and they may suddenly appear at any time, maybe only a hundred years later, maybe ten thousand years later.

But they will eventually come and destroy all living beings in the entire chaos, and destroy all the marks left by the Pangu God. And you may be the last light and fire that the Wu Clan can bloom.

Are you confused? Are you afraid? Cheer up, don't say these words for me to be born and die in the future, I, Yang Jian, am not worthy of letting you be born and die for me!

Because what you want to inherit is Pangu's will, and Pangu's sustenance and expectation for the Wu clan!

You have Pangu blood flowing in your body, you are a sharp blade that can face those powerful enemies! You are a high wall that can protect this heaven and earth!

I've been waiting for this day for almost a thousand years.

Thousands of years ago, I wanted you to enter the sea of chaos to practice and experience, but your skills have not yet arrived, and you can't stand the spirit core entering your body.

But today, I can't wait, I can't wait any longer!

There is no time for you to slowly absorb the earth's qi and practice, and there is no stable day for you to practice and experience every day.

After leaving the Flood Wilderness, you all have to accept these, these are the spirit cores I took from the Chaos Spirit Clan, and they still have some aftertaste, but they can allow you to gain a foothold in the Chaos, and they can allow you to quickly sharpen your blades and build high walls!

When you reach the Sea of Chaos, I will let you deal with the toughest battles and face the strongest enemies!

You must seize every opportunity to cultivate and break through! Do everything you can to awaken your true bloodline and discover your true potential!

You are witches, you are the descendants of Pangu!

Even if you want to awaken your bloodline, you need thousands of living beings to pour it with blood, and I, Yang Jian, will be this wicked person!

Remember, whether you will be the first of the Flood creatures to stand in front of those powerful enemies, or the only remaining Flood Creatures to fight to the end.

Don't forget the hate!

Mo negative Pangu. ”