Chapter 1401 Inheritance is in the heart but not in the blood
Apparently the monk in brocade robes had been fighting with Nopo for hundreds of years and knew his character very well, so he could anger him accurately.
My sister Mu Ling'er is undoubtedly Nuopo's weakness. This monk in brocade robes deliberately did this to make him full of hatred. In just a moment, Nuopo's body suddenly erupted with an extremely powerful aura.
Because of the ancient ancestral witch bloodline, Nuopo's Ao Tian Zhan Yi Jue and Ancestral Wu Zhan Tian Jue both contain a special power, that is, the angrier he is, the greater his potential will be stimulated.
It is estimated that this is the will of the ancient ancestral witches. At the beginning, the ancient ancestral witches dared to compete with the world and looked down on the demon court in the sky. Moreover, the ancestral witches were originally transformed into the flesh and blood of the great god Pangu, and they were also orthodox in the way of heaven, so they naturally had this confidence.
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Moreover, when the twelve ancestral witches join forces, they can summon the Pangu Dharma and unleash such extraordinary power that even the ancient saints are afraid of them.
It’s just that the original Twelve Ancestral Witches didn’t have souls and couldn’t practice the way of killing three corpses to prove the Tao. Of course, they liked to solve problems with violence, and naturally they didn’t look for ways to become saints through merit. They just wanted to continue the journey of Pangu to prove the Tao.
There is a way, but although they also have some of the power of Pangu, it is far from enough, so they have never been able to become saints.
At that time, the ruler of heaven and earth was the ancient Demon Court, which was very unhappy with the extremely powerful race of the Wu clan. Moreover, the Wu clan often hunted the demon clan for food. Hou Yi, the great witch, even shot to death nine golden crows of the demon clan, so that the lich
The war started another great disaster.
After this time, the Eastern Emperor and the Demon Emperor fell, and the twelve ancestral witches fell to eleven. It can be said that both sides suffered losses. However, the arrogance and unyielding will of the witch clan Zhan Tian were passed down.
Therefore, after Nuopo practiced the Ancestral Witch Fighting Technique, he was able to unleash the potential of the witch clan with anger, and his strength was greatly improved.
"Angry, anger, anger!" Nuopo yelled, his eyes turning red with anger.
Originally, he had some feelings of sympathy for the brocade-robed monk, but at this time, these emotions were washed away by anger.
"I thought you were a nobody, but I didn't expect you to have such perverse thoughts towards my sister! I'm so angry!" Nopo felt as if he had been fooled, and the anger in his heart immediately escalated to several levels.
"Buzz..." A majestic breath suddenly burst out from Nuopo's body.
At this time, Nuopo's muscles were all tangled, erupting with extremely terrifying power. The halberd in his hand actually began to condense layers of law power. The power of his offensive moves was also increasing.
"Haha, I finally look like my witch clan!" The brocade-robed monk was obviously very satisfied. Although he was deliberately leading Nuopo to be angry, hoping to stimulate Nuopo's potential, what he didn't expect was that at this time,
Nopo immediately became really angry.
As the aura he burst out began to surge, huge ancestral shamans appeared behind him. It seemed to be the python-headed ancestral shaman Gonggong, who was covered in black scales. He looked like a yellow sac and was as red as red fire.
, the six-legged, four-winged, faceless Dijiang Ancestral Witch, or the Liaoshou Ancestral Witch with a human face and a tiger body, covered with golden scales, and two wings...
The phantoms of the ancestral witches loomed behind him, which made the monk in robes a bit dumbfounded. "Oops, it seems that this time the stimulus was too great for him, and he lost it?" The monk in robes was a little uneasy.
But there was nothing he could do to make Nopo stop.
"You want to touch my sister, I will fight with you!" As he spoke, his red eyes were fixed on the monk in brocade robes, and he danced his halberd like a falling meteor, instantly burning up brilliant fireworks.
The power on his body was like a comet colliding, directly piercing the sky with extremely terrifying power.
Nuopo's posture seemed to want to directly poke a big hole in the brocade-robed monk in front of him, together with the reincarnation fairyland.
"How is it possible...how is it possible that he is favored by so many ancestral witches..." The brocade-robed monk was obviously caught off guard. "This guy's witch clan bloodline is not pure to begin with, so why are there so many shadows of ancestral witches behind him?
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Moreover, the power of these phantoms and Nuobo's anger seemed to fit together perfectly, and the phantoms of all the ancestral witches actually began to overlap with Nuopo's movements.
"Blessed by the ancestral witch! How is this possible?" The golden-robed monk's eyes widened unconsciously.
At the same time, even the white-haired Po Meng who was in the Immortal City of Samsara showed a look of astonishment and unconsciously cast her spiritual thoughts over her. "It's brothers..." For a moment, the softest part of her heart was inexplicably shaken.
Touched by the power, I couldn't help but burst into tears for a while.
Suddenly, the brocade-robed monk also began to have his own understanding: "The inheritance of the Witch Clan is not in the blood, but in the heart. His heart at this time is to protect his sister...protect his sister..."
The brocade-robed monk suddenly thought that according to ancient records, during the war between the lich and the witches, the youngest of the twelve ancestral witches, Hou Tu, was in great danger. Therefore, in order to save his sister, the eleven ancestral witches
Choose to fight to the death.
"It turns out that this guy's thoughts unexpectedly resonated with the thoughts of the fallen eleventh ancestral witch, and they actually reached a mysterious agreement..." The brocade-robed monk did not expect that he was just trying to provoke Nuo.
Po's anger stimulated his witch potential, and he didn't expect that such a mysterious effect would occur all of a sudden.
Just when the brocade-robed monk was still thinking, he felt that Nuopo's sense of power had increased dozens of times. His defensive divine light did not resist Nuopo's attack, and he was directly picked up by the halberd, "Whoosh"
..." With a sound, he felt as if he had ascended to heaven...
This is like a child who originally wanted to blow up a manure pit, but accidentally ignited the methane gas in the sewer and was blown up into the sky.
At this time, the brocade-robed monk was picked on in front of everyone. He also wanted to show his face. Such a scene was like wiping his butt with his face, leaving many ghosts by the Ruoshui River dumbfounded.
"Wow... I'm so angry!" The brocade-robed monk was furious. "You think I'm a fool!"
The brocade-robed monk shouted loudly, and the aura on his body began to surge. The power that soon burst out was almost the same as that of Nopo, and was even vaguely stronger than Nopo.
The two of them began to fight together again, and they refused to give in. The space shock caused by the battle between the two made the entire fairyland space begin to tremble, and increasingly powerful auras escaped everywhere.
The weak river below the two people also seemed to be pulled, and began to roll up huge waves, and these big waves contained a strong power of law.