During the fight, Nuopo even felt that this young man in brocade robes was simply an excellent whetstone for improving his cultivation.
After thinking about this clearly, Nopo didn't stop and just gave it his all.
The wizard's halberd in his hand danced with waves of strong wind, causing the surrounding space to vibrate.
"Dang...buzz..." Every time they fought, their weapons would tremble. The huge power made Nopo involuntarily shake back.
"How is it possible? Why is his power stronger than me, a descendant of the ancient witch clan?" Nopo doubted his own power for a moment.
Because of this moment of hesitation, he was hit in the chest with a stick by the young man in brocade robes, and was sent flying several hundred feet away.
If it weren't for his physical strength, I'm afraid a true immortal might be beaten into two pieces with just this one blow.
"Do you still know what the Wu Clan is? Have you inherited the fighting spirit of the Wu Clan? Do you know the pride of the Wu Clan that will never surrender?" The aura on the young man's body inspired his brocade robe to float in the sky.
A scornful aura enveloped the entire space, instantly making Nuopo feel an extremely powerful sense of oppression.
"Damn it, this guy is too strong." Nuopo couldn't help but become more and more shocked.
"Boy, do you think it's so great that you have achieved the realm of immortality? A little achievement will make you feel proud." The young man in brocade robe looked at Nuopo with disdain, and then looked at Mu Ling'er aside. M.
"How about we make a bet today. I will always maintain the same cultivation as you. If you can win, I will let you go. If you lose, I will let your sister turn into a tree.
How about being the spiritual tree guarding this bridge forever?"
"A bet? How dare you use my sister as a bet!" In just an instant, Nopo was completely angered.
Relatives and friends are the bottom line for Nuopo. At this time, the brocade-robed young man acted carelessly and even used Mu Ling'er as a threat, which suddenly made the anger in his heart exceed the limit.
At this time, Nopo's anger surged through his body like a tsunami in the sea.
The young man in front of him was fighting against him as if it were a joke. Nopo was already very angry, but in the face of such a provocation, his anger was completely aroused.
As his anger increased, his strength also began to increase. In just a moment, his body began to undergo changes, and it actually took on a bronze color.
At the same time, a terrifying and sinister aura that had been inherited since ancient times came from the halberd in his hand.
As Nopo continued to use his anger to activate his own potential, it finally caused the halberd in his hand to mutate.
The power inherited from the leader of the ancient witch clan is constantly integrated into his body.
"Fight! Fight! Fight! Unyielding! Unyielding! Never surrender!"
The flames of battle trembled in his heart, and he seemed to be able to hear the war drums of the witch clan in ancient times.
At this time, his power potential was continuously mobilized, just like a river bursting its banks.
At the same time, the terrifying wind and evil spirits all around seemed to have found their target and started to focus on him.
Waves of black aura enveloped him, and majestic power gathered into his body. The terrifying aura caused the surrounding space to tremble again.
If this place was near Naihe Bridge, it is estimated that many ghosts would be knocked to pieces by these huge impact forces.
After a while, the river formed by the power of law under the Naihe Bridge seemed to be drawn by Nopo and began to become restless.
Because the young man in brocade robes deliberately avoided the ghost in order to prevent the fight between the two parties from harming innocent people. However, although the distance was far away at this time, Nopo was still like a magnet, attracting majestic power to him.
The power of law that was constantly flowing under the Naihe Bridge rose into the sky like activated waves, and began to crazily integrate into Nuopo's body.
"How dare you be so insulted, I want you to die." Scholar Nuopo burst out with powerful power and began to completely absorb the vicious aura around him and the power in the core of this set of laws.
For a moment, Nopo's anger began to turn into substance, as if it ignited the power of law around him.
The majestic power of law began to attach to his body, and a world-threatening aura from the ancient times spread from his body. This terrifying power made Mu Ling'er's heart tremble.
"Mother-in-law, what's wrong with my brother?" Mu Ling'er asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, Ling'er. The young man in brocade robe is your reincarnation brother. He is helping your brother inspire the talent of the ancient witch clan." Poudi Meng Po gently stroked her hand on Mu Ling'er's back, and a mellow power entered her.
body, quickly calming her down.
Po Meng's strength made her feel very comfortable, and it seemed that this strength coincided with her bloodline inheritance.
"Mother-in-law, why does this power make me feel so kind?" Mu Ling'er asked in surprise.
"This is also the power from the ancient witch clan. It is the ancestral source of your strength and bloodline!" Doudi Meng Po said with a smile.
"Ancient Witch Clan?" Although Mu Ling'er knew that Nuopo's power came from the ancient Witch Clan, he still didn't know much about the real Witch Clan.
"Since Pangu opened the sky, the prehistoric world was born from the void. The witch clan has inherited Pangu's flesh and blood body and the fighting will of the opening of the sky. Only the fighting will can quickly contact the will of the ancient ancestral witches!
"Although the white-haired Po Meng's tone was very gentle, she still had a sense of ancient sadness, which Mu Ling'er actually understood.
"Pangu is the great god of creation, and also the god of battle. Before the creation of the world, he defeated three thousand demon gods to achieve the merit of opening the world!" Poudi Mengpo slowly explained. "The witch clan inherits the will to fight, and this will
It is also the indomitable spirit of struggle in this world and the immortal will of existence in the three realms!"
Mu Ling'er couldn't help but feel a little excited when she heard these words.
At this time, the battle between Nuopo and the young man in brocade robes had reached a fever pitch. With the blessing of these laws, Nuopo's fighting strength instantly broke through the bottleneck of the True Immortal, and even continued to rise.
When the young man in brocade robes saw this, he frowned and immediately improved his cultivation level. Soon he was almost as strong as Nuopo. However, this time Nuopo seemed to be several times stronger at once, and he was no longer at a disadvantage in a battle with him.
"What a boy, you've improved so quickly!" The young man in brocade robes also showed a look of approval, "But I'm going to get serious next time!" His breath suddenly changed, and the iron rod he swung was as heavy as a mountain, and then he suddenly smashed it.
Come down.
Seeing his overwhelming momentum, Nuopo's fighting spirit became even stronger, and he suddenly swung his halberd.
"Let you try my Aotian Fighting Intent Technique!" Nuopo shouted, and his aura suddenly increased several times.
"Boom..." The two attacks instantly exploded at high altitude, and many cracks appeared in the space.