MTL - Yuan Tianzun-Chapter 369 last-ditch

  Chapter 369 Last Strike

"not good."

   "Young master!" Not only Zhu Ren, but also the expressions of the two peak wizards who followed him also changed.

  They are responsible for protecting Zhu Ren.

  In the main city of the tribe, with their strength and Zhu Ren's background, it is logical that they are extremely safe, and no one dares to provoke them.

   But today, obviously hit the iron plate.

   "Me?" Zhu Ren is just a newcomer to a sorcerer, a **** who has never experienced any life-and-death battles.

   "Huh!"

   "Huh!" The two peak sorcerers burst out instantly, and their bodies suddenly began to grow huge, trying to resist Hou Tong's attack.

   But the distance is too close.

  Houtong is a peak witch general? He has been trained by witch gods and senior witches all year round, how could he make such a low-level mistake in close quarters?

"Peng~" "Peng~" The giant palm that was whipped out split into several giant palms of flesh and blood in an instant, and two of the big hands directly pinched the two peak sorcerers. , but they couldn't move a bit, which made them look terrified.

  With their peak sorcerer strength, they have no power to resist?

   same moment.

   "Peng~"

  The biggest giant palm passed through the crowd and pinched Zhu Ren in an instant, as if pinching a small bug, and instantly wrapped him completely, making no sound at all.

   "噗嗤~" is like the sound of crushing meat worms.

  The giant palm opened, and weapons, armor, etc. were thrown to the ground, and there were still a lot of residual meat.

   Wish Ren, die!

In the sanctuary realm, you can be reborn from a drop of blood, and you must strangle all flesh and blood, which can be called an immortal body; but in the mountain and river realm, although you can pierce the head and heart, it is far from that miraculous. If you split the mountains and rivers in your body, you can kill them quickly.

   "Peng~" "Peng~" The two sorcerers at the peak level and several ordinary attendants were directly whipped and thrown away, like dead dogs, and flew directly out of the courtyard.

   For Houtong, it is enough to kill only one Zhu Ren.

   Follower? No need to hurt your life.

   And this scene also made a large number of tribal nobles who had joined in the fun to auction dumbfounded, unable to believe the scene in front of them.

no doubt!

   This seemingly inconspicuous red-clothed maid is actually a terrifying existence with incomparable strength.

   "Go quickly."

   "Escape."

   "Hurry up and report to the witch general." The few attendants turned into streamers of light in horror and left the courtyard.

  In the courtyard, there was silence.

   "Everyone, okay, the troublemakers have been cleared up, let's continue the auction." Hou Tong said calmly, her breath returned to normal, as if she really only killed a bedbug just now.

  However, everyone looked at the pile of minced meat not far away, and swallowed subconsciously.

  Auction?

  Where do they have an auction idea?

  These so-called tribal nobles are mostly from the sorcerer family, most of them are only sorcerers, and they are only obsessed with other things because of their low talent.

   is far from the true power of the tribe.

  A real strong person who focuses on cultivation, where would he come to watch the work of a so-called master sculptor?

  Even if you want to see it, you usually just call to the mansion.

  The status of a master of art is very high in the eyes of ordinary witches, but in the eyes of real big shots? Not worth mentioning.

   "Xiaotong, let them go." Wu Yuan who was not far away suddenly spoke.

   "Okay." Hou Tong Wu Jiang frowned slightly, but still said: "Okay, the young master has spoken, you go."

   "Thank you Master Qianshan."

   "Thank you, master."

   "Let's go." In the blink of an eye, the hundreds of people surrounding the square dispersed and fled in all directions.

  They saw that this master Qianshan had a great background, and even his maids were very strong.

but!

  This is the Juhong tribe, which has the power of witch generals, and it is also within the tribe. How can ordinary strong people be presumptuous?

   The courtyard quickly became empty.

   Whoosh!

  Hou Tong dodged, and came to Wu Yuan, Hou Tu Wu Shen, and Hou Zhi Shang Wu, she hummed: "It's not fun."

  Wu Yuan and the others looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

   "Many tribes of the Wu tribe seem to be slacking off again." Houzhi Shangwu said with emotion.

"Um."

"The Witch Fairy War is over, and our Wu Clan has won a big victory, and we have already suppressed the Clan, and most of the area has not been affected by the war." Hou Tu Wushen said in a low voice: "Without foreign troubles, the internal strife and the atmosphere of pleasure will naturally disappear. Gradually rise."

   "All systems will gradually decay, this is normal." Wu Yuan on the side also said indifferently.

  The three of them, how do they exist?

  They are all at the highest level of the ancient Wu tribe. This journey has traveled the land, passing through a large number of Wu tribes, and met many dudes, as well as some seemingly powerful tribes that have become rotten internally.

  I have learned a lot.

  Like Zhu Ren? It's just that he was an inconspicuous one among the many dandies they encountered. He only wanted to "exchange" the source crystal for the maid, but he didn't develop to the point of grabbing it on the spot.

  In some witch tribes, except for a few strong men and bloodline tribesmen, other witches are almost like slaves.

   There are few such tribes, but there are.

"My witch clan is united, enthusiastic, and warlike in our bones, but many things in our human nature are unavoidable." Hou Zhi Shangwu said: "The only thing that can be done is to inspect and change over and over again to form a system. "

   "The strong should have privileges, but such privileges should be restrained, not unscrupulous expansion." After that, he insisted on witchcraft.

  Both Wu Yuan and Houtu Wushen couldn't help but nodded. On this point, they obviously formed a consensus.

  Suddenly.

   "Houfeng Wushen, when will you leave?" Houtu Wushen said with a smile: "This place has been exposed, it's time to change another place."

"Um."

"It's impossible for the few of us to sort out the entire ancient Wu tribe, but since we met in this tribe, let's take care of it." Wu Yuan said with a faint smile: "However, we can be regarded as meeting acquaintances, so we don't have to come forward in person. gone."

   "Well, it's an acquaintance."

   "Let's go!"

   There is not much to pack, Wu Yuan, Hou Tu Wushen, Hou Zhi Shang Wu, Hou Tong turned into streamers and left.

  As for the Thunder Beast statue? But he stayed where he was.

  With their strength, they left quietly, not even disturbing the guardian formation of this medium-sized tribe.

  …

  Juhong Tribe, as a medium-sized tribe, covers a rather large area, exceeding 100,000 miles.

  Inside a large palace.

  A banquet is being held.

   "What? My child 'Zhu Ren' died? Was he killed directly?" The host of the banquet, Zhu Yan Wujiang, showed a trace of anger on his face.

  He listened to his subordinates' reports.

  Yes, he has several sons, Zhu Ren is just the most inconspicuous among them, he doesn't care too much, and doesn't expect him to be very successful.

but!

   If he didn't care about it, that was also his son. Hearing that his son had been killed, he was naturally filled with anger.

   "Let's go, let's see, who is so bold as to dare to act presumptuously in the main city of the tribe?" Wu Jiang Zhu Yan got up and wanted to go out.

  Suddenly.

  嗡~ A terrible oppression descended in an instant, and the powerful coercion made Wujiang Zhu Yan, who had just stood up, sit down again, with a hint of panic in his eyes.

   What level of oppression is this?

  Such oppression also caused dozens of sorcerers at the banquet to collapse to the ground, terrified.

   Shua! Swish! Swish!

  Three figures appeared high in the sky in the hall, the leader was an old man in black robes, followed by two purple robed men, a man and a woman.

   "Patriarch?" Zhu Yan Wujiang looked at the middle-aged man in purple robe who looked like a follower, rather confused.

   Since the head of the family, he is like a follower?

  The old man in black robe, what kind of existence is it?

   "Zhu Yan, you made a big mistake, can you be convicted?" The middle-aged man in the purple robe glared at the general Zhu Yan, and snapped.

   I wish Yan Wu will become more and more confused, but how cunning and cunning he is?

   It became clear in an instant.

  My son, did he provoke a terrifying existence? Is it the black-robed old man in front of me, or the earth witch?

   Plop!

   "The Patriarch! I was wrong."

Ignoring the gazes of everyone present, Zhuyan Wujiang suddenly turned over and knelt heavily on the ground. His eyes were red and he cried bitterly: "I was wrong, I was wrong! I have no way to teach my son, which caused him to violate many laws and regulations. According to the family rules, the patriarch will be punished severely."

   There was silence.

  The sorcerers who were limp on the ground were all dumbfounded looking at this scene.

  The powerful Zhuyan witch general in their hearts, that's it?

   "Gu Hong, the people under your command are interesting. You deserve to be able to teach such a son." The black-robed old man shook his head slightly, and glanced at the purple-robed middle-aged man: "Your tribe still has room for improvement."

  The middle-aged man in the purple robe had faint sweat on his forehead, and said in a low voice: "Old man, I was negligent."

  The black-robed old man was a senior local shaman from the high-level shaman tribe to which the Juhong tribe was attached.

  Ju Hong Wujiang also came out of this high-level witch department, and opened up his own tribe.

  In the past few days, it happened that this elder came to the Juhong tribe.

  He is also an acquaintance of Wu Yuan and Houtu Wushen.

   "Come on, Gou Hong, I will forgive you for your first offence, and those seniors didn't pursue it." The black-robed old man said lightly.

   "Thank you, old man." Ju Hongwujiang heaved a sigh of relief.

   "As for you?"

  The black-robed old man glanced at the witch general Zhu Yan who was holding his breath below: "If I don't kill you, I will send you a 'frontier army' for 30,000 years."

  I wish Yan Wu will change his face.

  Witch tribes are scattered across the land, and there are 'frontier troops', most of whom come from the Tianwu tribe and many high-level witch tribes. They form teams to patrol the land and strangle some resistance and rebellion of the major races.

  But normally speaking, it usually takes three thousand years for witch generals to enter the frontier army.

   Thirty thousand years?

   You know, General Zhu Yan has lived for tens of thousands of years, and his remaining lifespan is less than 20,000 years, which is equivalent to a life sentence.

   Unless you break through and become an earth witch.

   "Zhu Yan, why don't you thank the elder for your generosity?" The middle-aged man in purple robe shouted angrily.

   "Zhu Yan, thank you, elder." The witch general Zhu Yan said in a low voice, extremely aggrieved in his heart, but he didn't dare to disobey in the slightest.

   Violation?

   is death!

   Soon, General Zhu Yan packed his things and left without taking any subordinates with him, and went directly to report to the frontier garrison.

  Inside the palace.

  Many of the original sorcerers have left.

   "Old man, what's going on?" The middle-aged man in the purple robe finally couldn't help but said, "Who is that mysterious senior who killed Zhu Ren?"

   Until now, he was a little confused.

  It's too weird.

  He was caught by the old man in black robe in haste. What is the specific situation? Haven't figured it out yet.

   "It's the most peak existence of my barren ancient witch clan." The eyes of the black-robed old man were full of reverence, and he said immediately: "Who is it, don't ask."

   "This time, you are lucky."

   "Back then, I only saw it from a distance." The old man in black robe recalled the Witch God celebration a hundred years ago.

  He was fortunate enough to meet Wu Yuan and Houtu Wushen, and he recorded the breath of the gods.

so.

  Just now, when he swept away his consciousness, he felt the aura deliberately released by Wu Yuan and Houtu Wushen, and he was taken aback.

   "The most peak existence? Is it a witch god?" The middle-aged man in the purple robe stared with horror in his heart.

   Such a super existence unknowingly came to his own tribe?

  He understands.

  This time, I was indeed lucky.

  …

   Soon, hundreds of millions of miles away from the Juhong tribe, on the land below, there was a race with a very prosperous civilization.

  Wu Yuan, Houtu Wushen and the others were suspended in the sky, overlooking the bottom.

   "Wenlong family? Interesting." Wu Yuan smiled slightly.

"Among all races, many civilizations have their own characteristics. Therefore, although our Wu Clan ruled the land, we did not exterminate them." Hou Tu Wu said: "This Wenlong Clan looks like a 'Dragon Clan', but in fact it is extremely weak. , it is extremely difficult to become a cultivator, but they like nature, and civilization itself is very unique, especially 'painting the way'."

  Wu Yuan nodded lightly, and said with a smile: "Then let's stay in Wenlong Clan for a few days."

   "Continue to stone carving?" Hou Tong Wujiang teased.

   "It's not stone carving, it's cultivation." Wu Yuan glanced at Hou Tong and said with a smile, "However, let's draw this time."

   "Painting is also practice."

   "However, Xiaotong, you can continue to be a good maid. Every time I finish a painting, you will auction it." Wu Yuan laughed.

  Hou Tong Wujiang frowned: "It's me every time."

   "It's not you, who is it? You are the weakest among us." Wu Yuan said with a smile: "Not convinced? You have the ability to knock down who among us."

  Houtong witch general hummed, but didn't say anything more.

  Witch clan, with big fists.

   This is the convention.

  ...Wu Yuan and the others stayed in the Wenlong clan with peace of mind, and their figures changed, becoming an inconspicuous painter.

   Just two years.

   "Grandmaster Wanliu's paintings have reached an extraordinary state."

   "Painting saint."

   "The Saint of Ten Thousand Streams of Painting." Wu Yuan's paintings were famous throughout the Wenlong clan, and countless literati and inkmen of the entire race chased after him.

   "Picture of mythical beasts."

   "Well, Master Wanliu's picture of the beast is the most vivid. It is clearly a painting, but it seems to come alive. It is incredible."

  The so-called mythical beast map is actually a thunder beast map.

  Year after year, Wu Yuan quietly left with Houtong and Houtu Wushen and continued to other areas.

that's all.

  Wu Yuan walked in the ancient land. In the first hundred years, he mostly stopped and wandered, observing the mountains and rivers.

  In the second hundred years, he started to 'create', wood carving, stone carving, painting, calligraphy, refining tools, alchemy and so on.

  Different so-called "arts" have become the ways and means for him to study the way of life.

  Inadvertently, he left behind countless legends.

  And the different races and all life in the vast land will show the indistinguishable characteristics and characteristics of life in the process of evolution and growth, and the process of civilization's prosperity and development.

  It opened Wu Yuan's eyes and made him intoxicated.

   "Life is the purest creation in the world. If there is no life, how lonely would all things be?" Wu Yuan realized this more and more.

  There is life, and there are wonderful mysteries between heaven and earth.

   In the blink of an eye, decades passed, Wu Yuan changed his mind again, and he began to go deep into several ordinary civilizations.

  No longer follow the path of art, but pretend to be different identities such as 'general', 'businessman', 'carpenter' and so on.

  When in power, there is no end to resourcefulness.

   When you are a general, take the lead.

  When he became a low-level person, Wu Yuan also seemed to have truly lost his mana, and became more ordinary people, able to endure all kinds of humbleness and injustice.

   This scene amazed the Hou Tu Wu God, Hou Zhi Shang Wu and others who were waiting in secret.

  They all ask themselves, can't do this.

  They were full of doubts in their hearts. What is Houfeng Wushen trying to comprehend? Want to trample on yourself like this?

  This kind of cultivation method is something they have never heard of.

   "To experience the splendor of different lives, and to truly calm down, you will realize that the greatness of life is also the insignificance of life." This is the way Wu Yuan wants to grasp in the dark.

   Such an experience.

  He didn't seem to deliberately practice any secret technique, didn't deliberately comprehend the law of life, but the speed of Wu Yuan's progress in the law of life did not slow down at all, and even tended to become faster and faster.

  Enlightenment is cultivation.

  The world of mortals is also cultivation.

  As the understanding of Tao progresses, Wu Yuan's mind also becomes stronger and more complete, with a faint tendency of transformation.

  ... Time flies like water. After leaving the Tianwu tribe and traveling for about 160 years, Wu Yuan finally returned to the beginning.

  He stopped pretending to be different.

   No longer going to experience different civilizations and tribes.

   Instead, he began to travel the vast land again, to see different wonderful things. Occasionally, he would stop for ten days and a half when he passed a mountain.

   Sometimes passing a big river, he will fish Xu Xu.

  Sometimes when he passed a big tree, he would sit under the tree for a long time, as if he was meditating or sleeping.

  All kinds of cultivation methods made the accompanying Hou Tu Wu Shen and Hou Zhi Shang Wu more and more incomprehensible.

  However, from the beginning to the end, like Hou Tong, although she complained, she followed Wu Yuan all the time and never really thought about leaving.

finally.

  In a wasteland, when passing by a towering mountain, Wu Yuan stopped and came to the top of the mountain.

   Sit cross-legged.

   This sitting is ten years.

  Until one day, a hazy aura of Tao enveloped Wu Yuan, waking up Hou Tong and Hou Tu Wushen who were also meditating not far away.

   Everyone stared at Wu Yuan dumbfounded.

because!

  Around Wu Yuan's body, faint dao patterns emerged, followed by the gathering of heaven and earth aura, forming a faint figure of a beast.

   It growled.

  He rubbed against Wu Yuan's body intimately again, as if a child saw his mother, but soon, the figure that gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth quickly dispersed.

"This is?"

   "Thunderbeast!"

   "The aura of heaven and earth gathered to form a revived Thunder Beast?"

   "It's exactly the same as the thunder beast carved by Houfeng Wushen." The most powerful Houtu Wushen was extremely shocked.

   This scene, as if they were creating life, made them feel incredible.

life!

  It is conceived by heaven and earth, formed and born through natural operation, even if the created life of some strong people is mostly improved on the basis of the original life.

   Not created out of thin air.

   "What are you looking at?"

  Not far away, Wu Yuan stood up, the aura of Tao around him dissipated, and looked at them with a smile.

   Several people looked at each other.

   "The Thunder Beast just now?" Hou Tong couldn't help but ask.

   "It's just an illusion, I endowed it with a trace of spirituality." Wu Yuan said with a faint smile: "It can't last long, and it's not a real life."

   Several people looked at each other.

   "Houfeng Wushen, has also made progress?" Houtu Wushen said quite expectantly: "It is expected to break through Tianzhu Mountain."

"Um."

   "Practice for hundreds of years, and indeed gain something." Wu Yuan said with a smile: "It's just that it's still far from breaking through Tianzhu Mountain."

   "Let's talk about it after entering the earth witch realm." Wu Yuan said.

  After the third Witch Fairy War.

  Toasting the Witch God has spread the information long ago, letting many high-level people of the Witch Clan know that the three emperors of the Immortal Clan can burst out with the power of a celestial being in Tianzhu Mountain.

  Wu Yuan naturally knew it too, so he didn't dare to underestimate it.

   "Let's go."

   "Go to the next place." After hundreds of years of cultivation, Wu Yuan already knew that he had found the right path.

  Take the Thunder Beast in the Creation Origin Map as the core, and use this mysterious artistic conception as the source to imitate, comprehend, and create.

Unconsciously.

  The law of life is constantly improving, and it has already brought him to a whole new level.

  …

  Tianzhu Mountain, the Thirty-Third Heaven, inside the empty shrine.

  Here, there are no maids and guards.

  There are only three emperors.

   "Through the ancient bronze mirror, consume the last part of the original power."

   "I have sensed the approximate orientation of the rear peak."

   "It's less than eight billion miles away from Tianzhu Mountain." Emperor Dayan's face was extremely pale.

  Emperor Nanyou and Emperor Leifu looked at Emperor Dayan with worry on their faces.

  Since the last war.

  The Immortal Clan suffered a disastrous defeat. The Witch Clan broke through the Seventeenth Heaven and achieved an unprecedented victory.

   While recovering from their injuries, they were still trying to spy on Wu Yuan.

   It's just that it's much more difficult than before.

  In the past, some earth witches and witch generals who contacted them secretly, unless they were controlled by the soul, they all turned their faces.

   Cut off contact.

   As a last resort, Emperor Dayan spent a lot of treasures accumulated by the immortal clan, and after his injuries basically recovered, he carried out direct deduction.

   But at a very high cost.

   "It's only possible to confirm the approximate location, it's hard to be specific." Emperor Dayan shook his head lightly and said: "As for the others, it's hard to deduce more."

   "Didn't you stay in the Tianwu tribe?"

  Emperor Lei Fu couldn't help but asked: "Could it be a deliberate ambush? Lure us to go?"

   "Maybe, the old thing is ambushing next to him, toast them." Emperor Lei Fu said.

   "Big Brother, Second Brother."

  Emperor Dayan said softly: "The fate guidance in the ancient mirror is infallible, we only have two paths to take."

   "Either, escape as soon as possible, and leave this world directly with the magic weapon as a boat. Although the probability of falling is extremely high, there is always a chance of survival."

   "The celestial witch came from beyond the sky, which proves that the way out from beyond the sky is not a dead end."

   "Either, just don't have any more illusions, give up Tianzhu Mountain, do your best, and finally try to kill Houfeng, there may be a trap."

   "Perhaps killing Houfeng and losing the foundation of the fairy clan, the high probability of leaving us is also failure." Emperor Dayan said calmly: "But there is still a glimmer of hope. For us, there is no other way to go."

  Dijun Lei Fu and Dijun Nanyou were silent, indeed, there was no other way to go.

for a long time.

   "Okay." There was a trace of determination in Nanyou Dijun's eyes: "Then prepare for the last fight."

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  ps: More than 6,000 words, guaranteed two-in-one.

  The condition is not very good for the past two days, and the unit is a bit busy, so the bottom line is guaranteed today, and I will work hard to continue adding more tomorrow.

  In addition, if you are a brother or sister who is in the book shortage, you can read the old book "Hong Zhu", haha, it is about to be subscribed, it is still very good.

  (end of this chapter)