To live in the floods [ floods ]

The atmosphere among the three was tense, one was aggressive and the other was angry.

Zhu Rong was originally the ancestor of the fire witch, with a fiery temperament, knowing that he couldn't make money, so he stomped his feet, and the mountain shook immediately. He was holding a battle axe.

"Don't you think that you are a disciple of a sage, and my witch clan is afraid of you? My twelve ancestor witches are transformed by the essence and blood of Pangu, and I can be said to be the same generation of Sanqing. How can it be your turn to question us!" Zhu Rong Swinging the battle axe, dozens of large savage spirits struck at Shangqian.

Shang Qian's complexion was as usual, and spiritual light was rippling all over his body. Spirit treasures of different shapes emerged, and the karmic fire red lotus ignited the karmic fire that filled the sky and rushed towards Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong grinned ferociously, feeling contemptuous in his heart. He is the ancestral witch of fire, who controls the source of all fire in the world. This junior is so ignorant that he uses karmic fire to attack him.

Zhu Rong casually opened his mouth and swallowed for a long time, wanting to swallow the karmic fire spreading over to frighten Shang Qian.

Huh, this taste doesn't seem right...

"Ah!" Zhu Rong screamed, covering his mouth with one hand in embarrassment, and forcibly pulled out a golden needle from his mouth with the other.

Shang Qian stood with his hands behind his back in a very high-handed demeanor, and gave a soft snort of disdain.

Does she look like a fool who uses fire to attack his opponent knowing that the opponent is the ancestor of fire witch?Ye Huo was just a disguise to lower Zhu Rong's vigilance, and the lily needles mixed in Ye Huo were the real attack on the second layer.

But for a moment, Zhu Rong's expression became more ferocious, and he was in cold sweat from the pain. A thick black air lingered on Zhu Rong's tongue, exuding an ominous breath.

"What insidious means did you use against my brother?" Qiang Liang was gloating on the sidelines, but he didn't expect Zhu Rong, who he thought would win, to be defeated by this little girl in the blink of an eye, and even fell into the plot.

Shang Qian straightened his sleeves slowly and raised his hand to recall the golden needle.The physical attack of the golden needle is only the second layer of real attack, and the things contaminated on the golden needle are the third layer of chemical attack.

It's a pity that the witch clan doesn't have a soul, otherwise she could add another layer of attack at the level of the soul.

Qiangliang glanced at Shangqian resentfully, took out several herbal medicines emitting spiritual light and stuffed them into Zhu Rong's mouth, but a very effective herbal medicine had no effect at all this time.

As the strange black energy on Zhu Rong's wound was gradually expanding, the rest of the ancestor witches in the Wu Clan who hadn't shown up finally couldn't bear it any longer. Ten figures appeared in a circle around Zhu Rong, each using their means.

In the end, it was Houtu Ancestral Witch, who was holding the Soaring Snake in both hands, and the Poison Ancestor Wu Shebishi, who had two ears that resembled a dog, barely suppressed the spread of the black air, but they couldn't get rid of the black air by all means.

Di Jiang, the head of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches, took the lead in attacking Shang Qian: "How dare you bully my Wu Clan! If you don't hand over the antidote today, I will make you unable to leave the Wu Clan's territory."

Shang Qian didn't dodge, took a step forward, and faced Di Jiang directly: "I want to say, if you don't pay the price for robbing the human race today, I won't leave!"

Two auras erupted from the two of them respectively, facing each other tit for tat.Although Shang Qian's cultivation base was even worse, he did not retreat in the slightest against Di Jiang's aura.

There were already two lines of cold sweat on Shang Qian's cheeks, and her entire temples were soaked in cold sweat, but her back was still straight.

Shang Qian said neither humble nor overbearing: "Using the big to bully the small, and the many to bully the few, is this the skill of the Twelve Ancestral Witches? Shang Qian has seen it today."

"You!" Di Jiang roared angrily, the sound was like thunder, and the rocks below rolled down, shaking even the ground twice.

Seeing this, the five of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches shot together immediately, and they were surrounded by a fierce aura, and the ground shattered when they stepped on the soles of their feet, with a menacing aura.

Shang Qian didn't make any resistance, not even raising his eyelids.

A sword suddenly appeared in the void. The sword was silent and moved extremely slowly, but the twelve ancestor witches were horrified to find that they could not resist and could only watch the sword pass between them. Finally, he slowly nailed twelve hairs of different colors to the mountain wall.

Qingping Sword!

There is no name engraved on this sword, but the moment it first appeared, the name of this sword came to everyone's mind.

This is the supreme treasure of the Daoism of the sage Tongtian in the upper Qing Dynasty.

Dijiang's face changed drastically, and none of the other ancestor witches dared to attack Shang Qian.

"Could it be that the sage of the Shangqing wants to meddle in the affairs of my witch clan?" Di Jiang looked ugly, but he was unwilling to show timidity, "Does the sage want to directly intervene in the grievances in the prehistoric world?"

The Qingping sword vibrates and makes a buzzing sound.

Only then did Shang Qian raise his eyes, and said softly, "My master took action only because you wanted to bully the few with more."

Shang Qian took a step forward, auras of aura appeared all over her body, she said loudly: "One on one, you choose one to fight with me!"

This time, the Qingping sword was inserted into the mountain wall quietly, without moving.

However, Di Jiang hesitated. As the ancestor of fire, Zhu Rong was one of the top [-] in terms of combat power, but he was defeated by Shang Qian with just one move. Although it was Shang Qian's conspiracy, but...

The most important thing is that weird black energy, the twelve ancestor witches joined forces for a while, but they couldn't do anything about it.Di Jiang's strength is better than Zhu Rong's, but at the moment he has no confidence in being able to restrain the weird black energy, and as the leader of the witch clan, if he is injured, the witch clan will definitely lag behind the monster clan.

No matter how you look at it, it is not a cost-effective thing.

So Di Jiang changed the subject and restrained his aura: "Our witch clan is not an unreasonable race. Since our witch clan made a mistake in this matter, we will naturally punish the murderer severely."

"Brother!" Gong Gong had the worst temper, and his tribe was the first to do this, so he couldn't help but speak.

Di Jiang stopped Gonggong with his eyes, and he calmly ordered to the witch clan around here: "Suppress the big witch involved in this matter."

After a stick of incense, the seven muscular Wu clan were firmly tied up and thrown in front of Shang Qian.

Shang Qian sneered, knowing that there must be more than these seven Wu Clans participating, but now is not the time...

The seven bound Wu tribes were taken into the sleeves by the merchant money. This is an explanation she asked for for the human race. How to deal with these people should be decided by the victim human race.

Shang Qian looked directly at Di Jiang with a cold expression, and said in a low voice: "I am angry, so I drew my blade at you, and you are angry, so you handed over to me the clansmen who obeyed your orders and had no power to resist you." .Heh, Zu Wu—"

Di Jiang suddenly raised his head, a violent anger mixed with shameful anger expanded in his chest, he looked at Shang Qian for the first time, and separated her identity from Tongtian Chief Disciple, but saw a trace of contempt at the corner of her mouth radians.

The next moment, Qingpingjian disappeared without a trace with the merchant money.

When it reappeared, it was already outside the human race's residence. Shang Qian walked in quickly, handed over the seven witch races to the human race, and left amidst the cheers of the human race.

With her warning this time, at least for a period of time, the Wu Clan did not dare to act carelessly against the Human Clan. As for their sneaky attacks, these things will always be unavoidable.

What Shangqian can do is to protect the human race as much as possible to prevent other powerful races from exterminating the human race when the human race is still weak.Then Shang Qian directly used the method of moving mountains and moved the whole person to the east of the Great Desolation. There is a huge plain here, and there is a big river running through the plain, which is a good habitat for the human race.

Moreover, Shang Qian is in a happy mood thinking about Zhu Rong's current appearance.The golden needle is not an ordinary spiritual treasure, and the identity of the black gas is even more unusual. This golden needle is exactly the one borrowed by Hongjun at the beginning, and it is stained with the blood of the more demon ancestor Luohu It is not easy to heal the wounds punctured by golden needles.

The way of cause and effect is really wonderful.Isn't it precisely because Zhu Rong uttered wild words to her that she ended up with her tongue injured and unable to speak.Shangqian is not happy at all, hahahahaha.

On top of the clouds, Shang Qian hummed an unknown tune and returned in the direction of Kunlun Mountain.Qingping Sword suddenly appeared, and proudly patted Shang Qian's shoulder with the hilt.

Shang Qian's originally straight spine suddenly bent down, she took a long breath, and said to herself fearfully: "Shang Qian, Shang Qian, you are so careless, how could you be so stupid as to go out on your own in a moment of passion? The Witch Clan resident is still fighting against the Twelve Ancestral Witches."

Shang Qian took out a mirror, his own face was reflected in the mirror, Shang Qian pointed at the mirror: "We must learn from this lesson, next time we encounter such a thing, we must not directly rush upwards, we should first press and hold on." Waiting for an opportunity to retaliate in the future, if you are so careless, you will be fined to copy the master's doctrine of the mean a thousand times!"

Qingpingjian was silent for a moment, and then angrily slapped Shangqian on the forehead with the scabbard the next moment.

"Oh~ Master, why did you hit me?" Shang Qian pitifully clutched the bag on his forehead.

Tong Tian, ​​who was far away in Kunlun Mountains, was itching his teeth, wishing he could go out in real body and grab this traitor and beat him up.

He knew that Shang Qian went to the Twelve Ancestral Witch alone to ask for an explanation, and he was so happy when he was relieved that his personal disciple finally had a little of his own style. How angry.

Tong Tian wished he could grab Shang Qian by the collar and poke her forehead with his fingers, enlightened: Little Qian, can't you learn from your master, don't you have a bit of desperate spirit!

No, this is his only direct disciple, so it can't be like this.Tong Tian paced back and forth in the hall in a disgraceful manner, fortunately without the majesty of a saint, his thoughts circulated.

Now this traitor's character is like a copy of his elder brother Lao Tzu, wishing he could stay in the mountains and never come out of the mountains.Even when this rebel had to communicate with others to do things, his style of doing things was [-]% like that of Yuan Shi who followed the rules.

Tong Tian thought sourly, if he is a teacher for one day and a father for life, why is Shang Qian, a traitor, not like a father?

Tongtian racked his brains to think about it, thinking of any way to change Shangqian's temperament, and after a full incense stick of time, Tongtian came up with a plan.

"Jin Ling, come to the main hall of Biyou Palace."

A mighty voice suddenly rang out from Jin Ling's ears, Jin Ling shook his head, and then bowed respectfully, "I would like to obey the master's order."

Jin Ling hurried to the main hall of Biyou Palace, and Tong Tian was sitting at the head of the palace. After Jin Ling came in, Tong Tian went straight to the point: "Jin Ling, you should learn more from your Senior Sister Shang Qian in the future."

"Your big sister has accomplished a big thing recently." Tong Tian said indifferently, "She singled out twelve ancestor witches with one sword, and let me tell you in detail as a teacher..."

The cadenced voice echoed in the hall, and Jin Ling's eyes shone with worship.

Senior Sister Shangqian is indeed the most powerful!When these disciples were practicing in the Kunlun Mountains, Senior Sister Shangqian was able to kill the Wu Clan one by one with one sword. She was indeed the Senior Sister Shangqian she most admired!

An hour later, Tongtian, who had written 99 volumes of "The No. [-] Master in Heaven and Earth, Shangqing Tongtian Great God Honghuang Nine Deaths and a Lifetime Adventure", finally finished the speech with appropriate embellishment. Zhu Rong, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Great God, beat him to the bum with a single move."

Jin Ling memorized the whole story intoxicatedly, and wandered all the way back to her yard.

"Jin Ling, why do you have such an expression?" When Wudang came to play with Jin Ling, he saw Jin Ling propping his hands on the stone table in the courtyard, holding his face and smiling silly.

Jin Ling came back to her senses, her chest was still full of passion, she couldn't help pulling Wu Dang over, and lowered her voice: "Senior Sister Shangqian really deserves to be Master's disciple, she's really amazing."

Wudang came over with an excited look on his face: "You know something, tell me quickly!"

"Our senior sister came out of the mountain this time because the witch tribe offended her, so the senior sister killed the entire witch tribe one by one in a fit of anger. Even the twelve ancestor witches are no match for the senior sister." Jin Ling said softly.

Wudang's expression changed: "Senior Sister Shangqian killed the witch clan alone? The twelve ancestor witches are not the opponent of the senior sister? This is impossible!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are great gods who have been famous since ancient times. How could no one be able to beat Senior Sister Shangqian!

Jin Ling said disdainfully: "Just because they also cooperate with the senior sister to be compared? Our senior sister is the master's direct disciple, and he has learned all kinds of knowledge. It is not an exaggeration to say that the master and the two senior sisters are the same disciples. The three saints How can the senior sisters who have been taught together can't defeat the Twelve Ancestral Witches!"

After thinking about it, there seems to be nothing wrong...

The next day, at the back of Biyou Mountain, Wudang leaned against the turtle spirit who had turned into its original form and soaked in the pool, very excited and spitting: "Do you know that our senior sister gave twelve ancestor witches to me alone? Beat down..."

Gui Ling questioned slowly: "Impossible...the Twelve Ancestral Witches are the blood of Pangu Great God...the combination is very powerful."

Wudang was unhappy, and said with a serious face: "Our master is the orthodox descendant of Pangu, the Twelve Patriarchal Witches were transformed by a few drops of blood, and Senior Sister Shangqian is the only direct disciple of the master, that is, the granddaughter of the Great God Pangu. .”

"Isn't it obvious which side is stronger, the granddaughter or a few drops of blood? Isn't it easy for our senior sister to beat twelve of them alone..."

Gui Ling thought for a moment, as if the reasoning was correct, she nodded slowly.

……

"Ah Choo! Ah Choo!" Shang Qian, who was thousands of miles away, rubbed his nose.

"Which wicked guy is talking about me behind my back."

Shang Qian's heart was cold, and he looked around vigilantly. After making up his mind, he must be more cautious, keep a low profile, and leave everything to the toolman, the second junior brother, Duobao. .

Alas, coming out caused a big trouble. Honghuang is really too dangerous. Only Kunlun Mountain, where she can practice quietly, can make her feel a little bit of warmth. scored three points.