I can explode

Upon hearing Jiang Changkong's words, not only Wu Jiu's heart roared, but even the other Wu clan's children turned pale.

Li Changfeng, who had just left a Taiyi Golden Immortal, came another senior with bottomless strength?

Essence and blood are related to a person's cultivation base. If there is too much essence blood loss, it is not impossible for the cultivation base to drop.

The senior in front of me needs the blood of the Wu Clan. If there is a large amount, it may not be enough to drain all the Wu Clan.

"You don't need to panic, you are now a hybrid of human and witch, and the blood in your body is not pure."

"It's not very useful to me."

"I came here just to ask, is there any real witch blood essence?"

Chapter 885 The Essence and Blood in Hand

Hearing Jiang Changkong's words, the other Wu clan children breathed a sigh of relief.

A senior with this strength would definitely not come here to deceive himself.

However, Wu Jiu's complexion changed in a subtle way, and he quickly put it away.

Naturally, this scene could not escape Jiang Changkong's eyes.

Wu Jiu said lightly to Jiang Changkong:

"Maybe I will disappoint the seniors."

"Although my Wu Clan is known as the Wu Clan, you can also see that there is not even a pure Wu Clan in the entire Wu Clan."

"The real witch clan disappeared as early as ancient times. It is not easy for our lineage to survive."

Jiang Changkong snorted coldly, and immediately put Wu Jiu's rhetoric behind him.

Judging from Wu Jiu's little action just now, maybe he really guessed that there is really something he needs in this Wu Clan.

Picking up the brocade box in his hand, he kept looking back and forth.

Jiang Changkong suddenly flew his fingers, and a wave of tyrannical aura suddenly burst out from the brocade box.

This is!

Wu Jiu's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

This is the supreme treasure of the witch clan passed down from ancient times. There is no special way to crack it, how could this person open it so easily!

He didn't lie to Li Changfeng before, if the method is wrong, the tyrannical atmosphere inside will really cause big troubles!

"senior!"

Feeling the more and more tyrannical rage, Wu Jiu and the other Wu clan children were all scalp numb and their hearts buzzing.

Wu Jiu let out a loud drink, and his whole body unconsciously flew into the distance.

Soon, a large space was vacated around Jiang Changkong.

Boom boom boom!

The sky suddenly became dark, and strands of dark clouds kept rolling overhead.

All the witches felt as if the world had been destroyed, when suddenly a dazzling light burst out from the brocade box.

hoo hoo hoo!

The roaring sound from ancient times directly shocked everyone's ears.

"interesting."

There was a smile on the corner of Jiang Changkong's mouth, he found this brocade box as soon as he took it over.

What may be sealed inside is the divine sense of an ancient witch clan fairy king, but with the passage of time, the power of this divine sense has been reduced a lot.

This spiritual thought can scare Li Changfeng and everyone in the Wu clan, but it can't pose any threat to Jiang Changkong.

hoo hoo hoo!

The light in the brocade box soared into the sky, and slowly transformed into a terrifying giant face in the dark clouds.

The giant face opened its eyes, and its expression was full of coldness.

"Those who bully the witch clan, die!"

The giant face roared, opened its mouth directly, and a thunder burst out from inside.

The thunder, as thick as a bucket, looked extremely terrifying, and at the same time rushed towards Jiang Changkong with an extremely strong and violent aura.

Jiang Changkong looked up and confronted head-on.

This divine sense has long lost his sanity, and his ability to make this action is only to the extent set earlier.

Judging from the energy brewing in him, it is estimated that this blow will disappear in smoke.

Jiang Changkong snorted coldly, and streams of khaki-yellow light appeared in front of him.

Books!

The endless thunder fell under the mask formed by the book from the ground, pouring out its power wantonly.

Jiang Changkong was not moved at all, his expression was still very indifferent.

After a while, the thunder disappeared, and the sky returned to its clear appearance.

At this time, the Wu Clan people in the periphery already had expressions of horror on their faces, and they froze in place for a long time, not daring to speak.

"Witch wine, isn't it?"

"I have something to talk to you about."

Jiang Changkong chuckled, and disappeared directly in place, followed by the clan elder Wujiu.

Wu Jiu stared at Jiang Changkong, who had a playful look in front of him, his eyes were full of strange expressions.

After this senior took him captive here, he didn't say a word.

Staring at myself is almost hairy.

With a sneer, Wu Jiu said cautiously to Jiang Changkong:

"I don't know if the senior called the villain, what do you want to say?"

"I need the pure blood essence of the witch clan. As a condition, I can promise you one thing."

Seeing Wu Jiu speak, Jiang Changkong said without hesitation.

"This!"

Wu Jiu broke out in a cold sweat, gritted his teeth and said:

"The junior just told me that the current witch clan doesn't have what the senior wants!"

"Don't play tricks in front of me!"

Jiang Changkong snorted coldly, he could understand Wu Jiu's hesitation.

After all, the treasure that has been guarded for so long is suddenly taken away by outsiders, and no one is willing.

However, with Jiang Changkong's strength, he was willing to lower his status and exchange conditions with him, which had already given him a great deal of face.

If it were any other fairy king, they would have wiped out their clan with a single palm, and they would have to dig three feet to find the treasure.

"My patience is limited."

"I can promise you any conditions, if the essence and blood satisfy me."

"I can also provide many resources for your clan to cultivate."

Jiang Changkong said proudly that this kind of condition is already extremely generous for the current Wu clan.

Wu Jiu stared at Jiang Changkong, and found that the other party didn't seem to be joking.

He also thought of the Shaman Banner of Hou Tu Zu Zu Wushen that Jiang Changkong had shown him just now, and he finally let go of his defenses.

Sighing deeply, he said to Jiang Changkong:

"Forget it, senior should have some chance with my witch clan, maybe it was the choice of the predecessors."

"Senior, please follow me."

Chapter 886 Conditional Exchange

Following Wujiu for a long way, Jiang Changkong found that they should be in the treasure pavilion of the Wu clan at this time.

It's just that many treasures in this Treasure Pavilion are covered with dust, and few people come to take care of them.

"The witch clan is in decline now, so we must be careful in every move we make."

"Senior, please don't blame me."

Wu Jiu also knew that he was not looking good here, so he said with a little embarrassment on his face.

Jiang Changkong waved his hand indifferently.

"Here it is."

Wu Jiu's footsteps stopped in front of an extremely ordinary shelf.

The shelves were full of jars exuding a simple atmosphere, Wu Jiu thought for a while.

He picked up the sixth jar in the third row, and took it off with some care.

"This row of jars is the only one that is real. If you take the others, the entire Treasure Pavilion will be wiped out in an instant."

Silently relieved, Wu Jiu explained to Jiang Changkong.

Jiang Changkong was also a little surprised when he heard it.

It seems that the witch clan is also very concerned about these treasures, and spent a lot of careful thought.

Without saying too much, Wujiu opened the jar, and Jiang Changkong looked over.

But found it was empty inside.

"Senior, wait a moment."

After Wu Jiu finished speaking, he muttered again.

Soon, a trace of cyan mist gradually emerged in the jar, and a faint tyrannical breath came out from it.

A gleam of joy appeared in Jiang Changkong's eyes.

It is indeed the breath of the Wu clan, and judging from the appearance, there should be quite a few of them.

"All the essence and blood passed down from ancient times are here. I just ask senior to promise me one thing."

"Destroy Demon Sword Sect!"

Wu Jiu lowered his head to Jiang Changkong with a gloomy face, his tone full of hatred.

Although Jiang Changkong didn't come too late this time, he still lost a lot of elite children to the Wu Clan in the previous conflict.

For him, every child of the Wu clan is his greatest treasure.

One he was reluctant to give up.

"If Demon Sword Sect is destroyed, it doesn't mean that your witch clan will not be remembered by others, right?"

Jiang Changkong didn't directly agree, but asked a little lightly.

"To tell you the truth, my witch family has become a habit of relocating the whole family for so many years."

"After the Demon Sword Sect is destroyed this time, my witch clan should leave this place soon."

Wu Jiu replied honestly, facing Jiang Changkong at this moment, he did not dare to hide anything.

"Yes, I promise you."

Jiang Changkong reached out and took the jar, and when he probed with his spiritual sense, joy appeared in his eyes immediately.

The blood essence inside is not only extremely pure, but also very large in quantity.

He had already vaguely felt the roar of the Shaman Banner of the Hou Tuzu, and he must have been very satisfied with it.