At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, human creatures suddenly increased in number. They dug caves under many mountains and lived in them. I don't know when, a large tribe was formed here, with 40,000 to 50,000 people.
Look at these people, whether they are men or women, they all have a very fierce aura. From a distance, these people look like a big mountain. Standing there, they are overwhelmed and panicked.
On the distant mountain peak, Lin Heng looked at the tribe below, with an inexplicable light shining in his eyes.
In Wuyi Mountain, he thought about it for a long time, but he didn't think of what to do. He was a time traveler, and every move he made would have a huge impact. Even if there was Hongjun pressing down on him, it would be difficult to offset his impact.
It's just not his character to be immobile. For a moment, he didn't know what to do. Fortunately, he was not a too serious person, so he gave up after thinking about it for a while and let everything happen naturally.
Today, he came to Buzhou Mountain and saw this tribe. Needless to say, this tribe is naturally a tribe of the Wu tribe.
"I can't believe that there are so many people in the Wu tribe so quickly." With a bared smile, Lin Heng flew down the mountain and slowly headed towards the tribe. Before he could get close to the tribe, two big men with axes ran over and shouted.
: “Where did the Taoist priest come from?”
Lin Heng smiled again and said: "Lin Heng, a poor Taoist, is a fellow Taoist of the Twelve Ancestral Wu Zixiao Palace. Please report it."
The two of them looked at each other with a look of caution on their faces. None of the guests in Zixiao Palace were simple. One of them said: "Okay, please wait a moment!" Soon, he pulled away, and after a while, he
Then he came over with a big man. Lin Heng narrowed his eyes, cupped his fists and said, "Zhu Rong, ancestral wizard, do you remember me?"
As a monk, he naturally has a good memory. He will remember it after seeing it once. He is also familiar with Lin Heng and Zhu Rong, although he has never spoken to him. But he has memories of everyone in Zixiao Palace. But, what is Lin Heng doing here?
Zhu Rong tilted his head, his eyes scrutinizing.
Lin Heng didn't care, and explained: "Zhu Rong, the ancestral wizard, knows that you are good at fighting, so I came here to ask for advice."
Zhu Rong narrowed his eyes, his aura suddenly rose, and he pressed towards Lin Heng. With a murderous look on his face, he said word by word: "Tell me, do you want to ask us for advice?"
Lin Heng was not afraid at all and confirmed: "That's right. Just use physical combat skills."
"Okay, I have the guts!" Zhu Rong drank softly and said to the two witch clansmen beside him: "You guys go down. I will ask this friend for advice." He almost gritted his teeth when he said it, obviously thinking that Lin Heng was here.
The two Wu clansmen did not dare to neglect, and immediately retreated. One of them winked at the other, and he immediately left, apparently to inform others. But Lin Heng didn't care. He was right
Zhu Rong made a gesture of invitation and immediately waved his hands.
"Okay!" Zhu Rong was slightly angry. He rushed in front of Lin Heng and punched him. Lin Heng narrowed his eyes. He reached out and put it on his wrist. With a burst of strength, Zhu Rong hit him with a punch.
Lin Heng's fist was knocked crooked and hit the air beside him. The huge force made a violent explosion sound, and the force of the push hit the ground, creating a big hole.
Feeling the power that could leave him alone, Lin Heng felt awe-inspiring in his heart. He was worthy of being an ancestral witch. His strength was really terrifying!
Before Zhu Rong could attack for the second time, Lin Heng stepped forward, leaned his shoulder, and hit Zhu Rong's chest with a snap. A huge force exploded between the two of them. What was surprising was that Zhu Rong, who was on defense, was fine.
But Lin Heng, who was attacking, took a few steps back.
His eyes were even more astonished, and his heart was shocked. The power of the ancestral witch was stronger than he imagined!
"Haha... How can you hurt me with such a small amount of power?" Zhu Rong smiled wildly, took a big step, pushed himself in front of Lin Heng again, and punched him. This time, his fist was extremely fast and hit him almost instantly.
The tip of Lin Heng's nose. Lin Heng's heart trembled, his eyes widened, and he clapped his right hand naturally, knocking Zhu Rong's fist into the air. Zhu Rong smiled ferociously, and slammed down his tilted fist like a hammer.
"Hmph!" Lin Heng sneered. He quickly blocked it with his left hand and hit Zhu Rong's arm. He exploded with power, pushed it out smoothly, and pulled it back with soft force. But when he was about to make the next move, Zhu Rong's left fist came at the same time.
'Damn it!' He cursed secretly, and the force of Lin Heng's right hand suddenly exploded, and the force of the explosion spread to all directions. Zhu Rong shook his body and dispersed the force, and quickly punched forward, but Lin Heng used the force to fly back.
Seeing Zhu Rong's attack, he straightened his body, kicked with his right foot, and swung his left foot, turning Zhu Rong's attack invisible.
Lin Heng's strikes seemed simple, but he controlled the force very accurately. Every blow he hit hit Zhu Rong's power node, either hitting him to a halt or deflecting his attack.
Zhu Rong was helpless. However, instead of being angry, Zhu Rong looked at Lin Heng very happily and praised: "Good, good, good! No wonder you came to challenge our Twelve Ancestral Witches, it turned out to be a mistake."
Lin Heng could not deny it, his eyes passed through Zhu Rong and looked behind him. There, at some point, there were eleven people standing there, the other eleven ancestral wizards. He waved his hand to show his goodwill to the eleven people.
They also nodded and strode over. Di Jiang said: "Fellow Taoist came to see us for something?"
Lin Heng explained the purpose just now, and now the eleven people were a little unhappy, but they were not as angry as Zhu Rong. After all, they had all seen the fight between Lin Heng and Zhu Rong just now, and this kid did have a few tricks up his sleeve.
"Brother, stop talking nonsense, let me teach this kid a lesson." The fight just now with Zhu Rong was not enjoyable at all. Before Di Jiang could say anything, Zhu Rong shouted, and at the same time he kicked Lin Heng. Weiwei
As soon as he was happy, Lin Heng stood up, pressed down with his hands, and a storm of spiritual energy shot out instantly, forming a vortex and stimulating the surrounding spiritual energy.
"Open it!" Before Lin Heng could detonate his spiritual energy, Zhu Rong shouted, smashed the spiritual energy vortex with one punch, and rushed forward.
Facing Zhu Rong's violent attacks, Lin Heng was not weak at all. Maybe during the fight, he seemed weak, but he was ecstatic and unusually chic. Every time he faced Zhu Rong's attacks, he would deflect Zhu Rong's attacks, but he himself
Taking advantage of the situation, he might not be able to hurt Zhu Rong with his strength, but every time he hit him, it would be enough to hurt him.
Although the two of them were fighting like this, although they were not as colorful as the immortal treasures and magical powers, it was what the twelve ancestral witches liked. Zhu Rong, who didn't know how to fight, was happy, and even the eleven ancestral witches were excited to see it. No, Gonggong
He shouted: "Zhu Rong, come down and let me come!"
"Gonggong, please stop shouting, I haven't had enough yet." Zhu Rong ignored him and continued to attack Lin Heng. Facing Zhu Rong like this, Lin Heng's heart did not waver at all. He deflected Zhu Rong's attack again, thinking to himself: Yours
The strength was great, and the body was terrifyingly hard, but... with a slight smile, Lin Heng suddenly leaned forward again.
Zhu Rong laughed loudly, neither hiding nor evading, puffing up his chest and shouting: "Boy, you've been close to me several times, it's of no use to me."
However, Lin Heng was beyond his expectation. Lin Heng did not use any force, but took advantage of the situation and punched him in the abdomen. He leaned back, kicked him on the knee, and used the force to hit him.
He got up and kicked him squarely on the chin. The huge force caused Zhu Rong to fly up with a single touch. There was a scraping sound, which was the sound of bones rubbing against each other. Zhu Rong screamed in pain, but his body did not move.
He flew up under control, and Lin Heng was also unyielding. He punched the ground with his hands, took advantage of the force, raised his feet upward, rotated his body quickly, and kicked Zhu Rong's lower back with his toes like a drill, and
With the power of rotation, it keeps exerting force.
"Ah!" Zhu Rong opened his eyes wide and cried out in pain. The expressions of the eleven ancestral wizards behind him all changed, but they all laughed immediately. These twelve guys are like this, each one is warlike and bloodthirsty. Besides,
, against ordinary people, Lin Heng's move was enough to inflict heavy damage on him, but against the ancestral witches who were like innate spiritual treasures, his move would only make them unbearable pain, which just made the eleven ancestral witches laugh.
In the air, Zhu Rong exerted his strength, moved sideways, and withdrew from Lin Heng's attack. With a pained look on his face, he glared at Lin Heng with gritted teeth and said, "Boy, you've angered me! Drink!" Zhu Rong's strength exploded again, sweeping across the air.
All around, he punched out, like a tornado, with astonishing power. But Lin Heng was not a fool. If it were other prehistoric natives, they would not be the opponent of the Twelve Ancestral Witches in such a fight, but Lin Heng was
It's different. He first trained in the world of martial arts, and then became proficient in immortal martial arts. In this life, his cultivation is even more profound, and he is at the top. Such a person will naturally not be afraid of the physical fights of ancestor witches like them.
Touch! Touch! Touch!
The collisions between the two were not only fierce, but also made people excited, especially the eleven ancestral wizards behind them. They all wanted to pull up their sleeves and rush forward. However, they also had their own pride and did not bother to attack Lin Heng at the same time.
, otherwise Lin Heng would have to face the siege of several people. But their words were also very irritating. They all shouted to Zhu Rong, "Go down, I'll come up."
Such words really left Lin Heng speechless.
Just as the fight between the two was getting fierce, two people suddenly ran up from a distance and shouted: "Lord Ancestral Witch, it's not good, the demon clan is coming."
When Zhu Rong and Lin Heng heard this, Zhu Rong looked back with an angry face. The eleven ancestral witches over there also had angry faces. The two witch clansmen who came to report the news were horrified. One of them hurriedly said: "Master ancestral witch,
There are monsters attacking our witch tribe."
Di Jiang took a breath and calmed himself down, and said, "I understand. Gonggong, Xuan Ming, and Zhu Jiuyin, the three of you, go take a look together."
"Yeah!" The three of them nodded and followed the two witch tribes to rush towards the tribe. At this time, Zhu Rong came over and shouted: "Those little bastards from the demon tribe are really looking for death. Brother, I'll go too, see if I don't tear you apart."
Got them."
Rarely, Di Jiang did not object and said: "Okay!"
Zhu Rong was overjoyed and immediately chased after him with great strides. Unexpectedly, Di Jiang also looked happy. When he saw Zhu Rong walking away, he said to Lin Heng, "Fellow Taoist, why don't we continue!"
Uh! Lin Heng sneered and said, "Okay!"
He wanted to make friends with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and he also wanted to compete. Seeing that Di Jiang also had the same intention, he naturally would not refuse. So, after Lin Heng fought with Zhu Rong, he fought with Di Jiang again. (
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