Prehistoric magic weapon wholesaler

But the key point is that it is all calculated for creatures whose strength is far inferior to his own.

If the strength is the same, even if you want to move it, you won't be able to move it.

But Houtu was moved, which once again demonstrated the strength of Duobao.

But what made the ancestor witches even more frightened was whether Houtu resisted or responded during the process of moving.

Whether this exists is a big question.

If there is, it means that although the gap between the two is large, it has not yet reached an unimaginable level.

If not...

The ancestor witches stared at Houtu closely, waiting for her answer.

Houtu felt bitter in his heart and shook his head.

"Hi~"

"Hi~"

Suddenly, a series of gasping sounds sounded.

Zhu Rong suddenly said: "If not, let's not go."

Afterwards, Zhu Rong gave Zhu Rong a blank look: "It's late, I've already told you, you guys want to go there, and he agreed."

"If you don't go now... how do you ask me to explain?"

"Then just a few can go in... the others don't go."

"He's so strong, if he has evil intentions..." Zhu Rong worried.

He had to admit that when Houtu said that he didn't even react at all during the process of being moved by Duobao, he was really scared.

This strength, no need to verify it with your own eyes, is definitely far superior to them.

Although I don't know how Duobao cultivated to such strength, but this is the fact.

"Okay, let's all go." Di Jiang said, "Since he didn't attack the younger sister, he has no malice towards us."

"Our twelve ancestor witches are all going... If something really happens, there are still ways to deal with it."

Chapter 154 Transforming the World

In the simulated prehistoric world, Duobao looked in one direction, and with a wave of his arm, the Twelve Ancestral Witches who had just appeared in the world were pulled in front of him.

Duobao: "Are you the brothers and sisters in the picture below? Nice to meet you, I am Duobao."

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches were stunned for a moment, but it was Di Jiang who came to his senses first, and quickly said, "Hello, I am Di Jiang...General."

Duobao was puzzled: "Di Jiang or the general?"

Di Jiang hurriedly said: "The Emperor."

Beside, the other ancestral witch Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily they came to their senses.

They looked at Duobao in amazement, and there was a huge wave in their hearts: "It's really strong... stronger than what my little sister said."

"Hello, I'm Zhu Jiuyin."

"Hi, I'm Zhu Rong."

"Hi, I'm Gong Gong."

"Hello, I am..."

Listening to their introduction, Duobao's mouth grew wide and he was speechless for a long time.

After a long time, he gave them a thumbs up: "You guys are amazing!"

If these names were not too weak, he really thought it was the Twelve Ancestral Witches who appeared in front of him.

Di Jiang suppressed his thoughts and explained with a smile: "This is the name Master Zuwu gave us, there is no way."

Duobao was stunned, and then looked at them enviously: "So that's the case, I said, why are they so similar."

"It seems that you must be very popular with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, so they gave you such similar names."

To be called such a name is an honor in itself.

Just from the name, Duobao can imagine that the 12 of them must be of high rank and authority among the Wu clan.

It's just that he was a little puzzled, if that was the case, why hadn't he heard their names in the legend?

"Oh, yes."

"It should be that the names are too similar. According to legend, there will always be some differences in the future... such similar names must have been merged."

"Well, the visitor is a guest. I still have something to do here. You can do whatever you want."

After taking a deep look at the ancestor witches, Duobao turned to Haiyang: "I'll entertain you when I'm done, sorry."

"It's okay." Di Jiang shook his head, looked at Duobao's movements, and asked curiously: "I don't know what is it? Maybe we can help?"

Duo Bao turned to look at them.

Di Jiang's heart froze, and he clearly saw a trace of disgust in Duobao's eyes.

"Dislike? Dislike what?"

Duobao shook his head: "No need, you...let's play on your own first, and when I'm done, I'll treat you well."

Looking at Duobao's back, Di Jiang and the others were speechless for a while.

They all saw the trace of disgust in Duobao's eyes.

I didn't understand it at first, but now, slowly, I figured it out.

This is clearly a dislike for their low strength.

But, God knows, is their strength still low?

The twelve ancestor witches looked at each other, but they didn't leave. Looking at Duobao, they held a breath in their hearts.

Before Duobao moved them here without resistance, they already understood that Duobao's strength was much stronger than them.

Even if it is the last resort, it may not be his opponent.

But even so, the ancestor witches were unwilling to admit that they were weak.

At any rate, they are also powerful in the wild, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are the masters of the wild.

It's just that compared to Duobao, its strength is a bit weak, but looking at other prehistoric creatures, who dares to say that they are weak?

Who dares to show such disgusting expression to them?

They stared at Duobao, just wanting to see what he was going to do. They were all disgusted by their strength.

Duobao noticed that their breath was always behind him, turned his head and gave them a strange look, saw the dissatisfaction in their eyes, shook his head, and did not speak.

Sitting cross-legged on the ocean, he slowly closed his eyes.

Zhu Rong: "What is he doing?"

Dijiang: "I don't know."

Gonggong: "Could it be cultivation?"

Houtu: "Not like, more like waiting for something?"

Xuan Ming: "Wait?"

Zhu Jiuyin narrowed his eyes: "We are indeed waiting...Let's wait and see."

The ancestor witches communicate by blood, which is the ability of their witch clan.

In front of Duobao, he dared not speak for fear of being discovered by him, so he could only communicate in this way.

After a long time, Duobao suddenly opened his eyes, and a powerful space dao aggregate appeared on his body.

The Twelve Patriarch Wu Qiqi's body shook, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Duobao in disbelief: "That's... the law of space?"

After being shocked, all the ancestor Wu Qiqi looked at Di Jiang with questioning looks.

Among the twelve ancestral witches, Di Jiang also practiced the way of space.

Moreover, the attainments are quite profound.

The Dao Yun of space in Duobao's body was too profound, and they couldn't see it clearly. While they were shocked, they wanted to find the answer from Dijiang.

Looking into the eyes, Di Jiang's face was solemn, and there was a hint of excitement and excitement in his eyes, as if he had seen the Dao.

There was no need for Dijiang to answer, the ancestor witches immediately understood, and then looked at Duobao in disbelief.

Sitting cross-legged on the ocean, Duobao tried his best to imitate the twelve Dinghaishen beads.

Before, he had already simulated all 24 Dinghai Shenzhu, and in the dantian, 24 innate restraints of space already existed.

Now, after obtaining these twelve sea-fixing beads, of course the first thing to do is to complete the simulation.

"Twelve Dinghaishen beads... the simulation is complete!"

After a long time, a message came from the magic weapon simulator, and then the twelve space innate restrictions were submerged in the dantian, and merged with the previous 24 space innate restrictions to form a powerful space law.

The moment the law appeared, countless mysteries about space appeared in his mind, which was mastered by Duobao in an instant.

It doesn't take time to digest, as if he has mastered the space himself.

An unprecedented powerful feeling came into his heart, and Duobao stood up.

Looking at the eyes, there seems to be an endless space in the pupil.

After getting acquainted with it for a while, Duobao slowly grasped it, then looked down at the ocean below him, with the corners of his mouth raised.

Rumble!

Accompanied by a huge roar, the next moment, under the horrified gazes of the ancestor witches, all the currents in the ocean floated up and turned into distinct drops of water.

"What is he going to do?" Zhu Rong asked in surprise.

"Space!" Duobao stretched out his palm, and the law of space fell into his hand.

All the ancestor Wu Qiqi looked at Duobao's palm, their eyes widened to the limit.

What did they see?

In that jade-like palm, they seemed to see endless space.

One heavy, one square, endless.

Every space is full of mystery that makes them dazzled, they can't understand, there is only one thought, and the depth is bottomless.

A trace of space breath suddenly appeared on Di Jiang's body.

"open!"

Duobao didn't pay attention to the situation of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but stared at the floating sea water, and suddenly shouted loudly!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Along with the sound, a thunderous movement appeared, and the law of space fell into all the water droplets.

Among the crystal clear water droplets, it seems that a supreme god-man appeared.

The gods and men are invisible, but they have their own powerful power.

Among the water droplets, there was a sudden movement.

The next moment, a space appeared in all the water droplets!

A huge space on one side.

After a few breaths, a space was opened up among all the water droplets, and after that, the breath of each droplet became different.

Every drop of water is like a world.

A powerful force came out of nowhere, trying to pull a group of water droplets to an inexplicable place.

Duobao frowned, took a step forward, and reached the center of the water droplets.

Reach out and grab.