Ever since he embarked on the path of martial arts, he has had an indistinct connection with the Wu Clan.
Even if the favor to the Witch Clan has been almost repaid, in order to resurrect Taoist Master Pangu, he would risk the collapse of the array and forcibly block many demon gods so that Pangu can be resurrected smoothly. This is enough to offset the relationship between himself and the Witch Clan.
The cause and effect between clans, it can be said that there is no relationship between the Wu clan and anyone who owes anyone.
Cause and effect have been eliminated, and there is no longer any relationship.
Even the Witch Clan can no longer force Wu Mu to do anything with that mysterious connection.
His own bloodline has already completed its transformation and has left the scope of the Witch Clan. The bloodline it has become is Wu Mu’s unique Qinglian bloodline. Even Wu Mu’s descendants inherit the Qinglian bloodline, and the Dharma they give birth to is also the Qinglian bloodline.
They are all red lotus, golden lotus and other dharma forms. They are not the true form of the ancestral witch. This has revealed the fundamental transformation of the bloodline.
Wu Mu has become the source of bloodline.
No one can check him by blood.
However, this does not affect Wu Mu's closeness to the Wu Clan. After all, these passionate sons and daughters of the Wu Clan, who mostly only know how to fight and fight, are very suitable to him, and several ancestral witches are also gentlemen. It is completely okay.
The intersecting characters are equal in terms of combat power and status, and they are good friends.
By making good friends with each other, in the future, even if you leave, there will be someone in this world who can take care of the inheritance you left behind.
"Haha, okay, I thought you were staying in Pangu Palace and wouldn't come out. It's just the right time to come out. I heard that when you first embarked on the path of cultivation, you still had the blood of our brothers in your body. But now you can't notice it.
He is actually able to smelt our bloodline into one and transform it into a new bloodline. Even Father God is impressed. The potential of the bloodline is not inferior to that of Father God. It is comparable to the Chaos Demon God."
Di Jiang smiled lightly and said happily.
"Come! Come! Come!! Qinglian. I have long heard that your martial arts cultivation is unparalleled. In the ancient times, you were honored as the Martial Ancestor. During the Demon God Tribulation, you killed dozens of them one after another.
The demon god has unparalleled combat power and amazing martial arts. Although he is in the Great Emperor realm, his combat power is not inferior to that of the Supreme realm when he crosses the ranks. I haven’t encountered such a good opponent for a long time. Let’s fight first. After the fight, I Zhurong invites you.
You drink, drink good wine."
The big man in a fiery red battle suit with an excited face immediately looked at Wu Mu with fiery eyes. This person was the ancestral wizard Zhu Rong, who was called the God of Fire in the ancient world. He had truly cultivated the law of fire to the extreme, and the ability to control fire
His ability has reached an incredible level, and his combat power is very terrifying. In the great war that year, even Mount Buzhou collapsed.
"Zhu Rong, you are not careful or serious in your actions. Once you fight, you will easily lose your mind. Otherwise, when you fought with Gonggong, you wouldn't have collapsed Buzhou Mountain. If you really want to fight with fellow Taoist Qinglian,
I don’t know what big trouble is going to happen yet, but this is the underworld, a place for Houtu girls. It’s also the place of reincarnation, so don’t make any big trouble.”
Zhu Jiuyin's eyes that seemed to be able to see through time flashed with a hint of helplessness, and then he scolded.
"It doesn't matter. It just so happens that this time I came out of seclusion and my cultivation has improved a lot. I am a warrior. I am a martial artist. Martial arts cultivators are famous for their combat prowess. It is the nature of every warrior to climb the martial arts path in battle.
.It just so happens that fellow Taoist Zhu Rong is a good hands-on person, so it wouldn’t be a bad idea to learn from each other.”
When Wu Mu heard this, he smiled calmly and said: "As for the venue, it is in Wu's Qinglian Formation. No matter how fierce the fight is, it will not affect the underworld and cause any damage."
There was a fighting spirit in my heart.
When Zhu Rong proposed, he had a fighting spirit in his heart. He was a martial arts cultivator, and if he had a fighting spirit in his heart, there was no need to suppress it. He could just fight if he wanted to, just to see what level his strength would reach after this retreat.
"Haha, brother, look how heroic the martial arts brothers are. Come on, come on, you and I will fight for three hundred rounds. I have long heard that martial arts practitioners have unparalleled fighting skills, powerful groups, and various martial arts combat skills. They are so superb that I just happened to be there in person.
Let’s take a lesson. Let’s see which one is stronger, your martial arts skills, or those of my witch clan.”
When Zhu Rong heard this, he immediately beamed with joy and shouted quickly.
"Come on, let's enter my formation together."
Wu Mu did not hesitate, waved his hand, and a blue formation diagram suddenly appeared, unfolded quickly, with Taoist rhymes flowing on it, and divine light flashing. It was as if he could clearly see a strange time and space appearing in front of his eyes. Presented in the formation diagram
middle.
"Walk!!"
Wu Mu and the other ancestral wizards did not hesitate, and jumped into the formation.
The array diagram is not running, but the forbidden space inside it will not change. There is really a complete world inside, which is vast and boundless. It is not inferior to the Great Thousand Worlds, or even more vast. This is the derivative of the great law of the array diagram itself.
When it comes out, it can be disillusioned at any time. It arises and dies by the heart, which is extremely mysterious.
In the forbidden space.
All the ancestral witches were standing nearby, and in front of them, in the vast world, Wu Mu and Zhu Rong stood opposite each other, exuding a strong fighting spirit. The excitement in Zhu Rong's eyes could not stop escaping.
He couldn't wait to fight Wu Mu.
However, neither of them showed their true fighting bodies. They were just like ordinary people. Although this state did not allow them to fully display their combat power to the extreme, it was enough to display 60 to 70% of their combat power.
Zhu Rong is holding a pair of Lihuo hooks in his hands. These Lihuo hooks are like fish bones. They are extremely sharp at the front end and the edges are flashing. They are extremely sharp. Once touched, a ferocious wound will be cut immediately, which looks extremely scary.
.
These pair of Lihuo hooks are Zhu Rong's magical weapons. They fought in all directions and were stained with countless blood. They are really fierce and murderous. With these pair of Lihuo hooks in his hands, he has already become a master of magic. His fierce reputation is still there.
In the ancient world, it definitely resounded in all directions, shocking countless monks and staining countless blood.
His Lihuo Hook Technique is even more famous. It is quite terrifying and powerful.
"Take out your sword. I have heard for a long time that you are extremely powerful in swordsmanship. In the ancient battlefield, you are also known as the Qinglian Sword Immortal. This formation is also a sword formation. Your cultivation in swordsmanship,
It must be shocking, let’s take action.”
Zhu Rong laughed loudly, his fiery red hair flying like a cloud of fire behind his head, exuding endless arrogance and violent energy, sweeping across all directions, enough to burn nine days.
"Then learn the ancestral witch's combat skills."
Wu Mu reached out and grabbed the air, and a silver-white Emperor Jiang Sword naturally fell into his hand. Immediately, a sharp edge emitted from his body, as if it were a peerless sword, showing its edge.
Although Wu Mu is not only familiar with swords, it can be said that he is proficient in eighteen kinds of weapons, but swordsmanship is indeed outstanding among them. Facing a strong man like Zu Wu, Wu Mu has no confidence at all.
You know, in terms of realm, there is still a big gap in realm.
To despise the enemy is to seek death.
Ding!!
Wu Mu did not pretend to be shy. The moment he held the sword, he raised his arms and stabbed Zhu Rong with a flat sword. This sword could not be more simple. It seemed like the simplest stab.
, the direction of the stab can be seen clearly even by people who do not understand martial arts. It seems that there is no mystery. It can be pushed away with a wave of the hand.
But there was a hint of excitement and solemnity in Zhu Rong's eyes.
"Good swordsmanship."
Zhu Rong shouted loudly and stabbed forward with the Lihuo Hook in his hand.
Others can't see it, but it's impossible for the ancestral witch who has experienced hundreds of battles not to see that Wu Mu's sword has returned to its original nature. Although it is just a simple stab, it looks ordinary, but in fact, the sword contains endless changes.
, changes with time, it seems that there is no change, but in fact it contains thousands of changes, so you can see that if you want to resist it, you can't resist it at all. It seems that no matter how you strike, this sword has a backhand that can restrain it instantly. It seems like
A neutral and peaceful sword can transform into a fierce and killing sword in an instant.
This kind of swordsmanship is the most terrifying. It seems to come first, but in fact it comes first. It remains unchanged in response to all changes. It completely reveals a person's swordsmanship.
But Zhu Rong also dealt with it extremely cleverly. The Lihuo hook stabbed not towards the sword, but directly towards Wu Mu's wrist holding the sword. The angle and trajectory of the shot were both very mysterious, and it had a kind of...
It was unspeakably domineering and direct. This stab was also a stroke of genius. If Wu Mu continued to move forward, he would be stabbed in the wrist or even cut off. If he didn't want to, he would have to change his moves.
When Wu Mu saw it, he smiled calmly, and with his backhand, the sword in his hand suddenly turned around, and he slashed towards Zhu Rong's wrist with one sword. He was quick and precise, this sword was as fast as lightning. There was no warning.
However, Zhu Rong had experienced many battles and climbed out of the sea of blood from the corpse mountain. He almost instinctively waved another fire hook and blocked it directly in front of the sword. The two collided and made a crisp sound.
Two huge forces bombarded each other instantly.
boom!!
This power was very astonishing. Both Wu Mu and Zhu Rong felt a force coming from them. Their bodies couldn't help but tremble on the spot, and even their muscles were shaking rapidly. But they were evenly matched.
Ding ding ding!!
The sword in Wu Mu's hand may be fast or slow, left or right. Each sword seems to be just the most ordinary sword move. It is nothing more than basic, but it can wield an astonishing edge. Each sword contains a deadly force.
murderous intent.
If he were an ordinary person, he might not be able to catch a single sword and would be killed directly.
But Zhu Rong lived up to his name as an ancestral witch, and was extremely powerful in combat. He mastered a pair of Lihuo hooks in his hands, and even took over Wu Mu's sword skills one by one, and even continued to counterattack.
There was a fierce roar when they collided with each other.
Sword rays and hook shadows appeared densely around the two people, and the void was distorted and clear cracks were cut.
Every blow made the ancestral witches watching around them look solemn, and they nodded secretly, with gleams of light flashing in their eyes, as if they had some understanding.
Although Zhu Rong has rich combat experience and is superb at Lihuo Hook, he is still gradually suppressed by Wu Mu's sword. (To be continued.)