Chapter 1018: Lord of the Nether, Pingxin, Zhu Tianpeng's Conditions
As the woman finished speaking, Zhu Tianpeng felt a cool air rising from the soles of his feet, which instantly rushed into his mind, and he couldn't help but shudder.
Subconsciously looking at the woman, Zhu Tianpeng thought to himself: "So strong, just a simple sentence made my six senses jump, and my whole person felt a sense of crisis. Who is this woman!"
After a long time, Zhu Tianpeng came back to his senses, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, bowed his hands and asked, "Who is this girl?"
Seeing Zhu Tianpeng quickly come back to his senses after a brief period of astonishment and being so polite, a trace of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes, and then she glanced at Kuiba beside her.
This glance immediately made Kui Ba tremble, and he quickly stepped forward and explained: "Brother Tianpeng, this is Miss Ping Xin, a noble of our Witch Clan!"
After saying that, Kuiba stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and looked at Pingxin with a look full of flattery, but more of a fear.
"Hingxin?"
Upon hearing Kuiba's words, Zhu Tianpeng frowned.
After a brief pause, Zhu Tianpeng seemed to have thought of something. Although his face remained calm, his heart was full of shock.
To be honest, he remembered this name.
According to records, Hou Tu, one of the twelve ancestral witches, transformed himself into reincarnation and was blessed with boundless luck. Hou Tu, who was supposed to die, gave birth to the Yuan Shen, and this Yuan Shen lived within the six paths of reincarnation and was called
For Queen Pingxin.
To put it bluntly, this Ping Xin is Hou Tu. Although he has lost his body as an ancestral witch, he has gained a terrifying soul, which is countless times more powerful than an ancestral witch.
Thinking of this, Zhu Tianpeng looked at Pingxin subconsciously and thought to himself: "So, this Emperor Houtu is the clone of Pingxin's three corpses? Then..."
Thinking of a certain possibility, Zhu Tianpeng immediately bowed and saluted: "Junior Zhu Tianpeng, pay my respects to senior Pingxin!"
As soon as these words came out, Pingxin glanced at Zhu Tianpeng.
This glance immediately made Zhu Tianpeng feel his scalp numb, and he felt like he had been seen through all the secrets.
Soon, this feeling disappeared. Before Zhu Tianpeng could breathe a sigh of relief, Pingxin spoke again: "Marshal Tianpeng, you haven't answered me yet, what conditions can you agree to help the Witch Clan take out from the Witch Palace?"
Twelve bronze statues!”
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng couldn't help but fall silent again.
Although Pingxin's appearance shocked him, he also understood the danger of this trip.
Otherwise, with Pingxin's identity, he could go to the witch palace and take out the twelve bronze statues by himself, and he would not be allowed to take risks as a mere late-stage Daluo Jinxian.
The most important thing is that now that Ping Xin has come out, he doesn't even have the possibility to refuse. Although Ping Xin is not an ancestral witch now, he is more dangerous than the ancestral witch.
Thinking of this, Zhu Tianpeng let out a heavy breath, raised his head and looked at Ping Xin and said: "Senior Ping Xin, your cultivation level is not enough to take out the twelve bronze statues from the witch palace. I'm afraid I have more than enough strength.
Not enough, I..."
Before Zhu Tianpeng could finish speaking, Pingxin waved his hand to interrupt his words, and took the lead in speaking: "Marshal Tianpeng, I know your identity very well. It is the time of the journey to the west, the heaven is in chaos, and you are inspired by the heaven."
With the blessing of luck, as long as you want to do something, it will definitely be possible."
"Let's talk directly. I know that Marshal Tianpeng is a master who doesn't see rabbits and doesn't let go of eagles. If you have any requests, it doesn't matter. As long as the Wu clan can do it, it won't be a problem!"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng smiled bitterly in his heart. He knew that this matter could not be avoided.
But since Ping Xin had said it for his own sake, Zhu Tianpeng would not be polite in any way.
After all, this trip may risk his life. If he doesn't earn enough benefits, wouldn't he be working for nothing?
Thinking of this, Zhu Tianpeng let out a breath, suppressed the throbbing in his heart to calm down, and then said: "Actually, it is very simple. This marshal can help the Witch Clan to take out the twelve bronze statues from the Witch Palace, but
This marshal wants the blood essence of the twelve ancestral witches."
"By the way, the things in the Witch Palace must not be much different. I can't go back empty-handed when I go in. You must agree that I can pick one or two items from them and take them away, otherwise I will not risk my life."
I have no worries to do this.”
As Zhu Tianpeng finished speaking, Ping Xin and Kui Ba's expressions suddenly turned ugly.
Not only that, the entire hall was filled with cold air, and the undisguised chill made Zhu Tianpeng's limbs tremble and his mouth tremble.
However, Zhu Tianpeng had no intention of compromising at all. He decided on these two conditions after careful consideration.
Just when Kuiba revealed the location of the witch temple, Zhu Tianpeng felt that there was an opportunity waiting for him.
As for the essence and blood of the twelve ancestral witches, this was Zhu Tianpeng's impromptu idea. Although the essence and blood of the ancestral witches did not have much effect on him now, it did not mean that it would not be useful in the future.
Even if he can get a trace of the soul of any one of the three pure beings, he can use the power of the soul and blood essence to condense a second clone that can transform the three pure states into one.
Combining the essence and blood of the ancestral witch and the avatar of Pangu Yuan Shen, when the time comes to practice the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills and the Nine-turn Mysterious Skills, the potential is really unlimited, and the combat power is sky-high. Just thinking about it makes Zhu Tianpeng feel a little uncontrollably excited.
Unlike Zhu Tianpeng, Ping Xin and Kui Ba felt extremely angry at Zhu Tianpeng's request.
It's okay to take away a few treasures from the witch palace. After all, the witch clan still lacks those things, but Zhu Tianpeng actually wants the blood of the twelve ancestral witches. This is simply a dream.
Even if it were in ancient times now, Pingxin would kill Zhu Tianpeng without hesitation.
After all, the Wu Clan's most important thing is blood, and now Zhu Tianpeng actually asks for blood essence, which is simply asking for death.
After being angry, Pingxin quickly recovers.
She knew very well that she could not kill Zhu Tianpeng. The Witch Palace had to wait for Zhu Tianpeng for help. The rest of the people traveling to the west were simply unreliable.
The most important thing is that Zhu Tianpeng still has the luck of heaven. Once he kills Zhu Tianpeng, the luck that the Wu Clan has accumulated over the years will disappear in an instant.
Almost everyone will be buried with Zhu Tianpeng, which is obviously unwise.
Thinking of this, Pingxin said: "Marshal Tianpeng, the Twelve Ancestral Witches died in battle in ancient times. How can we give you the blood essence of the Twelve Ancestral Witches?"
As soon as these words came out, Kui Ba, who was beside Ping Xin, immediately came back to his senses. A trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination, and he said: "Yes, Brother Canpeng, the Twelve Ancestral Witches have already
If I died in battle in the ancient times, even if I were the emperor of the Wu clan, you wouldn't be able to ask me to give you something that couldn't possibly exist."
Hearing what Ping Xin and Kui Ba said, Zhu Tianpeng sneered in his heart and said secretly: "The twelve ancestral witches died in battle? Go ahead and lie to ghosts!"
Zhu Tianpeng didn't dare to say anything else, but Pingxin was Hou Tu, and Xuan Ming was still alive. Among the twelve ancestral witches, he knew that there were two of them. As for the other ten ancestral witches, Zhu Tianpeng didn't believe it.
They left no essence or blood, no backup plan.
To put it bluntly, it was just that Ping Xin and Kui Ba were unwilling to give him the essence and blood of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, so they found this excuse to frustrate him.