NovelBonte Chapter 499
Chapter 499
Chapter 499
"Now, the Liches and the Liches have become blood feuds. Even if we are willing to give up, the Monster Clan will not let it go. So, how should we deal with it?"
After some laughter, Zhu Jiuyin, the think tank of the Wu Clan, brought up the current situation of the Wu Clan.
For a moment, the ancestral witches were silent. Obviously, they also had a headache.
In the past, they thought that their opponent was the Yaozu, and as long as they killed the opponent, they could dominate the prehistoric world.But now, they know Hongjun's conspiracy, but they know that their real enemy is Hongjun and those destined saints.
Even if the demon clan is killed, Hongjun and those saints will not still be dominated by the witch clan.
Because the Wu clan does not respect the way of heaven and saints, this is already on the opposite side of Hongjun and the others.
"This is Hongjun's brilliance. Regardless of the conspiracy, the Lich's calamity is inevitable."
Ling Feng said in a deep voice, the expressions of the ancestral shamans were extremely solemn when they heard this.
The fiery Zhu Rong immediately cursed. "Old Daoist Hongjun, who is not worthy of the name of Dao Patriarch, actually treats my witch clan as pawns, really hateful!"
"That's right, the old thief Hongjun is really hateful!"
"If it weren't for this old man Hongjun, our Wu Clan would have killed the Yao Clan long ago."
Zhu Rong's scolding caused Gonggong and other ancestral witches to respond one after another. It was obvious that the ancestral witches hated Hongjun extremely.
Only Ling Feng was relatively calm.
"Hongjun is indeed hateful, but you must never provoke him again."
Seeing that the ancestral witches were getting more and more emotional, and they even wanted to fight Hongjun again, Ling Feng said, "You should all have experience of Hongjun's strength. , the strongest in the prehistoric world. Even Nuwa is not his opponent, let alone Lao Tzu, who is destined to be a sage. But you are probably not sure to defeat even Lao Tzu, right? You have to deal with their teacher Hongjun. Isn't it stupid to seek death?"
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For a moment, all the ancestral witches were silent, looking at Ling Feng one by one, revealing a look of family affection gone bad.
"Brother, although what this kid said is right, I just want to beat him up."
Zhu Rong looked at Ling Feng with an unkind expression, which made the latter twitch his eyebrows.
"I agree with Zhu Rong,"
"So, this is where you say we're stupid?"
"I have an inexplicable urge to beat someone up."
The ancestral witches denounced Ling Feng one by one, obviously this time he turned 'public anger'.
Although they all knew what Ling Feng said was right, they just felt uncomfortable, so they wanted to find trouble with Ling Feng. '
"What do you want to do!"
Seeing the ancestral witches approaching one by one with unkind faces, Ling Feng became anxious and shouted.
However, the ancestral witches smiled maliciously one by one, and replied in their mouths.
"Thirteenth brother, don't be nervous, brother will take it easy."
"Don't worry, my brother is just letting you experience what a flame iron fist is."
"Hey, brother, I don't want Zhu Rong to be so hot, I just want to give you a tsunami-like shower, so that you can feel what a brother cares about."
The ancestral witches approached Ling Feng enthusiastically, and the latter retreated nervously.
These are the twelve quasi-sage peak powerhouses, so Ling Feng can't help but not be afraid.
The key is that Pangu Palace was asked by him to shield Tianji. The space here has been completely sealed and he cannot escape.
"You're kidding, aren't you?"
Ling Feng stepped back and laughed awkwardly, trying to 'awaken' the 'conscience' of the ancestor witches, but the other party still had a malicious smile on their faces.
In the end, Ling Feng had no choice but to retreat. Seeing the ancestral witches rushing forward, he couldn't help but exclaim. "Fuck, don't come here!!"
A burst of love and care from brothers and sisters resounded in Pangu Hall, and became louder and louder.
After a long time, the Pangu Palace just stopped.
"Let's make you a little boy."
"No matter how stupid we are, we are still your brother."
"That's right."
The ancestral witches looked at Ling Feng with blue skin and swollen face gloatingly, feeling relieved.
Of course, they didn't kill him, they just 'taught' this disrespectful brother a little bit, otherwise, with their cultivation base, Ling Feng would have died long ago.
The latter also knew this, and he didn't hold any grudges in his heart, but complained a little bit unhappily, "You guys are too barbaric to speak properly, ahh."
Ling Feng touched the bruised area and screamed in pain. Hou Tu quickly stepped forward and asked with concern, "Does it hurt?"
After saying that, Houtu used mana to help Ling Feng heal his injuries.
In the squabble just now, in fact, Houtu didn't contribute much, just pinched him a few times symbolically, it didn't matter.Compared with other ancestral witches, it is the most gentle.
Especially Xuanming, this Huniu obviously came with a 'revenge' mentality, but she beat him up a lot.
"You're still the best."
Looking at the gentle face of Houtu who healed himself, Ling Feng felt warm in his heart, and uttered a nasty word out of nowhere.Houtu blushed slightly, but said strangely, "You, don't talk nonsense in the future."
"I just want to remind, but they are also too much, bullying less with more."
Ling Feng complained very unconvinced.But when Xuan Ming heard it, he immediately became unhappy.
"Excessive?"
Xuanming looked annoyed and said, "Where were you when we fought the Yaozu to the death, and when we were injured by Hongjun, you didn't come out, and you came here to make sarcastic remarks."
Obviously, Xuan Ming was not only annoyed that Ling Feng left without saying goodbye, but he was also on the battlefield and did not help when the Witch Clan and Monster Clan were fighting.
But in fact, Ling Feng helped a lot, but the ancestral witches didn't know it.
In other words, no one knew about the whole prehistoric period.
Therefore, Ling Feng also felt wronged, and said, "I can help."
"Who are you lying to!"
Xuan Ming gave Ling Feng a pair of hygienic eyes, "I have never seen you on the battlefield, not even a shadow."
"Why did the Yaozu suffer heavy losses?"
Ling Feng did not argue with Xuan Ming, but asked a question instead.The latter also simply, by the way,
"That's because of a group of quasi-sages. Wait, what do you mean..."
Looking at Ling Feng's face with a deep smile, Xuan Ming realized something, and then said, "You recruited those quasi-sages?"
"Otherwise, who else would help the Wu Clan like this?"
Ling Feng answered lightly, but it made the Twelve Ancestral Witches stupefied.
None of them thought that so many quasi-sages were recruited by Ling Feng.The mysterious person I am in awe of is actually my brother.
Even they are amazed and afraid of the feat of severely injuring the Yaozu.
One by one, the quasi-sages self-destructed. The ancestral witches felt their hearts trembling just imagining the scene.Even though they are physically incomparable, they still have to give in before those quasi-sages who don't care about their lives.
Because no matter how powerful the body is, it cannot withstand the indiscriminate bombings, especially a quasi-sage who can destroy the heaven and the earth, which is even more frightening.
On the lich battlefield, the large void space and the power of the wild world have not been completely reshaped until now. This is enough to see the destructiveness of quasi-sage energy.
(End of this chapter)