The time of prehistoric times is respected

Taoist Mosquito turned his eyes and looked at the ordinary people not far away, thinking in his heart, it shouldn't be a big problem to catch an ordinary person.

Immediately, he jumped up, did not fight Feng Bo, and went towards the human tribe with a feint move.

"Good thief!"

When he discovered Taoist Mosquito's purpose, Feng Bo was furious, he didn't take it seriously!

Taoist Mosquito arrived in no time, and the human race in the tribe didn't react, and Taoist Mosquito grabbed one of them and fled to the distance.

Uncle Feng followed closely, but he was a step too late, the man had already been taken away by Taoist Mosquito.

"court death!"

Uncle Feng roared, and chased after the blood shadow.

After both of them left, the three elders dared to go over and help Yu up.

"Cough cough!"

Yu was about to speak, but coughed violently a few times. The elder quickly patted his junior to help him breathe.

Yu then spoke intermittently,

"Help me back, I need to recover from my injuries first, the human race is still too weak! It's my lack of strength that hurt the people!"

"No, Ren Zu has done a good enough job. These are old monsters who have lived for countless years. Ren Zu is not an opponent, so don't feel guilty!"

The third elder is female and more emotional. Hearing what Yu said, he quickly comforted her with a choked voice.

Yu has paid a lot for the human race. Compared with the three of them, he is really carrying the sky alone.

The three of them helped Yu into the tribe to protect him, and they started to face, but their complexions were extremely heavy.

The past 300 years have been too comfortable, and many people have forgotten the danger.

The witch tribe is not an absolutely safe place, just like this time, Taoist Mosquito captured a person in front of Uncle Feng, but there was nothing he could do. It is impossible for the twelve ancestor witches to guard the human tribe all the time.

In fact, the loss of one person is really nothing. With the current base of the human race and the growth rate of the population, it is really not a concern, but the dignity is gone. Facing a strong enemy, they can only rely on others to protect them.

The three elders closed their eyes and thought a lot. The 300 years of comfort made them mistakenly think that they are already safe. After this lesson, the three of them secretly made up their minds that they must practice harder in the future.

You can't let Yu stand up against the entire human race alone, and the same is true for other human races in the tribe. The master humiliated his ministers to death, and the ancestors were injured like this, but they are powerless. This is a shame.

Invisibly, the power of the human race is united again, and the belief is strengthened in order to become stronger.

Yu didn't realize that the golden dragon of human luck has increased a lot at this moment. This time, the human race has not improved, but is being beaten. Because of the unity of belief, the luck is even stronger.

On the other side, Uncle Feng pursued Daoist Mosquito closely. Compared with the humiliation of the human race, the Wu clan was even more ashamed.

Under his own eyes, he was taken away by the Taoist Mosquito, and if the word spread, he would be digested by other great witches, and it would make Hong Huang Da Neng think that the witch clan is not so terrible.

If he doesn't catch up with Taoist Mosquito, Feng Bo vows not to give up.

Chapter 147 Mosquito Taoist flees to Penglai

Uncle Feng's gifted supernatural power is wind, and his speed is naturally his specialty. In terms of cultivation, he is slightly higher than Taoist Mosquito. Even if Taoist Mosquito keeps running away, the distance between the two is getting closer.

"Daoist Mosquito, don't go, if you don't give me an explanation, our Wu Clan army will soon be in a sea of ​​blood!"

Uncle Feng chased back and warned Taoist Mosquito, Taoist Mosquito acted like this, the Wu Clan did not express their attitude, and the impact was too great.

There are quite a few powerful people around the human race who are paying attention, and they have seen a good show. If only Taoist Mosquito knew about it, Uncle Feng would not be so angry.

Taoist Mosquito heard the warning, but didn't have time to pay attention to it, and kept on going, secretly thinking in his heart, wait for himself to be sanctified, so that the Wu Clan will look good.

The captured human race was still a mortal, and Taoist Mosquito had already passed out under the high-speed blood escape. If Daoist Mosquito hadn't discovered it in time and protected him with magic power, his body would have been shattered by space.

This is also the reason why the Primordial Golden Immortal can teleport, and the cultivation base is too low to withstand the pressure of space.

Taoist Mosquito searched the human race with his divine sense, and found that there was no difference from his innate body. His divine sense glanced at the human race's head, but directly destroyed the sea of ​​consciousness.

In other words, if this person is not dead, he will be a fool in the future. Daoist Mosquito has never touched mortals.

The mortal sea of ​​consciousness has not been opened up, it belongs to a piece of chaos, its tyrannical divine sense directly enters, and it collapses all at once.

Daoist Mosquito was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this human race to be so fragile, how did Nuwa become holy by relying on such a fragile human race, Daoist Mosquito was even more puzzled.

When thinking, the speed unknowingly slowed down a step, and was caught up by Feng Bo.

Uncle Feng didn't say a word, he directly slashed down Huashan Mountain with a big knife, and went straight to Taoist Mosquito's head.

This is a real fire. After chasing for so long, I finally caught up.

Taoist Mosquito heard the murderous intent, threw the human race out in a hurry, and quickly dodged aside.

The huge knife shadow slashed down, and a huge gully appeared on the ground, and it barely stopped until it reached a mountain peak.

"call!"

Except for a rough breath, Taoist Mosquito secretly said that it was very dangerous.

And the human race thrown out by him was wiped out under the aura of the sword.

Uncle Feng became even more angry, he only took one look, and swung his knife again to kill Taoist Mosquito, not giving Taoist Mosquito a chance to breathe.

"Stop, Uncle Feng, is it true that my Daoist Mosquito is afraid of you?"

Taoist Mosquito let out a loud shout.

Excitedly rushing all the way here, he didn't get anything, and even made a fuss, Daoist Mosquito was extremely unlucky, and he didn't want to get entangled with Uncle Feng at this moment.

He wants to go back and try to create a race. If he is really sanctified, he will no longer be afraid of the witch race.

"Is it reasonable for you to come here to provoke? Arresting people from the territory of the Wu Clan, is there no one in the Wu Clan?"

Uncle Feng is not to be outdone, he is really not afraid of Taoist mosquitoes.

In the same realm, the Wu clan is not afraid of everything.

"Then I have to deal with you!"

Mosquito Taoist said.

If you continue to escape, your own consumption will only increase, so it is not as good as a battle, a quick battle.

This place is already far away from the Wu Clan, and Mosquito Taoist is not worried about the support of other Wu Clan great witches, so he can let go and fight.

The Mosquito Taoist directly transformed into the main body, the six-winged blood mosquito, the body of the innate Taoist body is not enough to fight against the Wu Clan.