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sigh~

Duobao couldn't help but smile bitterly, and returned to the front of the ancestor witches, looking at the crowd of ancestor witches who were sealed in the sea, he didn't know what to say for a while!

How weak is your strength?

Don't you know yourself?

If you are so weak, you should just wait there, what do you have to do?

The twelve ancestral witches were injured not because of what Duobao wanted to do, nor because of what Duobao thought about them.

It's just that they themselves did something to Haiyang after Duobao's transformation, which caused Haiyang to fight back!

With a thought, the Twelve Ancestral Witches escaped from the sea and appeared in front of them.

Duobao shook his head helplessly and waved his hands, streams of sea water flowed over the ancestor witches.

With the flow of sea water, the ancestor witches slowly opened their eyes.

"I... didn't die?" Gonggong slowly opened his eyes, and there was a helplessly smiling figure in his eyes.

Gonggong's eyes moved, and he was still a little dazed. His consciousness had not fully recovered, and he turned to look at other places around him.

After a breath, he suddenly came back to his senses and said loudly: "Zhu Rong, Zhu Rong, are you okay!"

"What's your name? I'm fine!" Zhu Rong's lazy voice came from beside him.

Gonggong turned his head and saw Zhu Rong looking at him lazily, and smiled immediately.

There was an inexplicable sparkle in his eyes.

Duobao looked at them and shook his head slightly: "Although a bit reckless, the friendship between them is not bad."

"However, the name..."

Duobao sighed: "I guess I'm used to it!"

"Duobao, what do you want to do?" Di Jiang came to his senses, first looked at his brothers, and after finding out that there was no problem, he asked Duobao vigilantly.

All the ancestral witches also looked at Duobao vigilantly.

Duobao rolled his eyes: "What do you mean I want to do?"

"You..." Zhu Rong was furious, and was about to say it when he was interrupted by Hou Tu.

Houtu looked at Duobao deeply: "It's our problem."

From the fact that Duobao saved them, it can be seen that Duobao has no malice towards them.

Otherwise, there is no need to save them at all.

Besides, with Duobao's strength, if they really wanted to do something to them, they didn't seem to have the power to resist.

"What happened just now?" Houtu asked.

Looking at the group of ancestral witches who had lingering fears, Duobao explained with some amusement: "What's the matter?"

"What is your own strength, don't you know?"

"My ocean, can you touch it with your current strength?"

"You did something to Haiyang, which inspired Haiyang's self-retaliation. If I wasn't here, I'm afraid you would all be suppressed forever."

In the four seas transformed by him, every drop of sea water contains a space.

It is impossible to calculate how many drops of water there are in this ocean.

Without anything else, just relying on the space in the sea water, these witches can be crushed to death.

One must know that after being transformed by him, the level of the Four Seas has already reached the level of the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

The strength of these witches is nothing more than golden immortals, how can they bear it?

"Self-strikes back?"

All the ancestor witches thought about it for a while, and then went down together to work together.

Gonggong's face turned red, thinking back on the previous incident, he was sure that it was his own inferiority that caused such a thing to happen and caused this huge danger.

If Duobao was not still there, they would really be sealed by this ocean forever.

There is absolutely no resistance!

Thinking of the previous encounters, Gonggong still has lingering fears every time he thinks of it.

Too fierce!

Too fierce!

"You Haiyang...I'm afraid you have reached the level of a saint?" Zhu Jiuyin asked Duobao with a flash of light in his eyes.

Duobao rolled his eyes again: "What are you thinking? Returning to the saint level?"

"But it's only at the level of the Taiyi Golden Immortal, not even Da Luo... Let me tell you, your imagination is too rich!"

"Golden Immortal Taiyi!"

Hearing this, all the ancestral witches looked at Duobao in shock, unbelievable.

Received the shocked eyes of the ancestor witches, Duobao smiled, and suddenly felt sorry for them.

"I said, after all, you are considered high-level among the witch clan, are you so ignorant?"

"To be honest, I suddenly doubt your identities now."

"You are not fake witches, are you?"

Chapter 156 Congenital Tea Tree

"How could it be?" Houtu looked awkwardly at the brothers and sisters: "Look at the aura on us, doesn't it look like the witch clan at all?"

Duobao nodded: "That's true. If it weren't for the breath and blood on your body, I really doubt who you are?"

"However, why are you so weak?" Duobao asked again suspiciously: "Besides, why do you seem to be ignorant of many things?"

The ancestor witches: "..."

Is it that we don't understand?

In the prehistoric world, what don't we understand?

Mainly...it seems to be different here.

Hou Tu cautiously asked: "You see... what kind of strength are we?"

Duobao: "..."

"What strength do you have, you don't know?"

All the ancestor witches looked at each other, of course we know, but... it seems that with you... we don't know.

It always feels like something is wrong.

The ancestor Wu Qiqi looked at Duobao, waiting for his answer.

Feeling speechless, Duobao sighed, "Of course it's Jinxian."

The ancestor witches were shocked: "...Gold Immortal?"

Duobao: "Otherwise? How strong do you think you are?"

"A quasi-saint?"

As he said that, Duobao shook his head, looked at the confusion in their eyes, and reprimanded: "If your strength is low, just practice honestly."

"Every day, don't think too much, don't have such beautiful dreams."

"Although your names are very similar to the Twelve Ancestral Witches, don't just call yourself the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the quasi-sages."

"This is not a good thing!"

Duo Baoyu said earnestly: "Cultivation requires one step at a time, one step at a time, one step at a time, and diligently. If dreaming can improve one's strength, why not let everyone dream?"

Speaking of this, Duobao was stunned for a moment: "It seems that there are really people in the wild who can improve their strength by dreaming!"

He looked to the west, one of the two saints was just dreaming.

While Duobao was thinking, the ancestors and witches looked at each other, and finally Houtu asked, "Then, how do we practice?"

Duobao: "..."

Looking at the group of ancestral witches, Duobao was even more speechless, and asked in puzzlement, "You don't even know how to practice?"

"Anyway, you are also of the witch clan, and you are favored by the twelve ancestor witches, how can you not know how to practice?"

"Besides, if you don't know how to cultivate, how did you achieve the strength of a golden immortal?"

The twelve ancestor witches looked at each other.

Don't know how to practice?

Of course they understand, but they don't know how to raise their strength to Duobao's current state.

I don't know how to cultivate to the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

They are clear about the normal state of Taiyi Golden Immortal, but now, all the ancestral witches also understand that the strength of the realm in Duobao's mouth is different from the strength of the realm in their cognition.

Their dignified quasi-sage strength, here, can only be regarded as golden immortals.

Then the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm he talked about...beyond the comprehension of the ancestor witches.

After thinking for a moment, Di Jiang said helplessly: "We are the Wu Clan, we all rely on blood to improve, and we can improve without cultivation. The normal cultivation method..."

Having said this, Di Jiang suddenly blushed a little. It was the first time in his life to lie, and he was not used to it.

It's just that they are really curious about Duobao's cultivation method.

Especially after discovering that his strength is so powerful, I became even more curious.

Amid curiosity, there was even excitement, excitement, and anticipation.

In any case, Duobao's strength is obviously above them.

Although there seemed to be a lot of confusion, as long as they cultivated into the Taiyi Golden Immortal that Duobao called, there was no doubt that their strength could be improved to a higher level.

Duobao understood, and sighed, "It's not that I told you not to rely too much on the power of blood."

"The bloodline of the witch clan is strong, but you can't completely rely on the bloodline. This is not good."

"Yes, yes." Di Jiang nodded again and again, and then looked at Duobao expectantly: "Then I don't know, can Master Dao teach us the method of cultivation?"

"I am willing to treat each other with teacher courtesy."

As he spoke, Di Jiang cast a glance at the other ancestral witches.

Suddenly, all the ancestor witches saluted together.

It's just that, halfway through the ceremony, I can't go on.

A powerful force suddenly appeared, supporting them, making it impossible for them to continue.

The ancestor witches were frightened by the strength of this force, but they were able to accept it, and looked at Duobao one after another.

Duobao Fue: "No need to do that, it's just some cultivation methods...it's nothing important."

"Just give it to you, there is no need for teacher etiquette, I am just a disciple."

It seems that these Wu tribes are not as good as they say, but rather miserable.

Duobao doesn't believe it. If they are really good at it, with the power of the witch clan, how can they lose their cultivation methods?

"It is estimated that they are not that high and powerful among the witch clan." Duobao secretly said in his heart.

"Really?" The ancestor witches were surprised.

Duobao nodded: "Of course it's true, can I still lie to you?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and a flash of spiritual light turned into twelve jade talismans, which fell into the hands of the ancestor witches.

"As for me, I don't have any strong cultivation methods. I will give you some basic cultivation methods."

The ancestor witches were extremely surprised, took the jade talisman, and looked at it impatiently.

After a while, the excitement and joy on the faces of the ancestor witches dissipated, replaced by astonishment and doubt.