Outside the village, Luohu and the great witches in the Wood Ancestor Witch Tribe were fighting fiercely there. From time to time, both sides let out loud roars. Most of the people in the village ran out to watch the battle. It is rare for people who can fight against the great witches in their own village. Such a grand event must be seen with their own eyes.

It doesn't matter that the members of the witch clan are all busy going out to watch the fun. It's a bargain. The members of the witch clan who have changed by Fatty are mixed in this crowd, and no one has noticed some of his abnormalities. Taking advantage of the great opportunity that these people's attention was distracted, the fat man carefully pushed the crowd away, and finally successfully entered the inner village and started his treasure hunting plan. Looking for the super good Dongtongtian Jianmu, which existed in the ancient prehistoric world in the legend and belonged to the super-level treasure level.

The fat man lowered his head, pretended to be injured, covered his right arm, rushed in and saw the increasingly rare witch clan members. The fat man moved his throat and swallowed a drop of the great witch essence and blood that had just been spent on a lot of merit. The fat man exchanged this drop of great witch essence and blood, not to purify the witch blood, but to activate the drop of great witch essence and blood in his body, causing a strong witch spirit and blood to emit a strong witch spirit and aura that was unique to him.

With the help of this drop of great witch essence and blood, the fat man successfully transferred to a murderous formation at the highest point of the tribe. This is already the top of the entire witch tribe. There are more and more tall trees around it, and these trees emit a faint green light, piled up in three or five, and four or six, protecting the center of the witch tribe gathering place tightly.

"Fatty. I can't make any mistakes. It's here. The Tongtian Jianmu is in this witch formation. I can feel that there is a very powerful witch master in this witch formation, guarding the big array and the treasure in the formation. The strength of this master is more powerful than the big witch outside."

"But it's good that I feel that this master is already in a state of twilight years. We don't have to be afraid of him. Be careful in everything. With brother here, you won't let you suffer a loss. No matter how you say that you are a master in the half-Year Sword Stage. Although you haven't had time to practice this innate Five Elements Sword Yuan body, you can use the Four Elephant Sword Formation alone with your current cultivation and strength. The strength of this witch formation is not to be underestimated. This witch formation is just an ordinary Oriental A and Yi Qingmu Escape Technique. You can use the Tushita Purple Fire of the Southern Vermillion Bird to break it. Fatty, fight for him, for Jianmu and Xiaolan."

The old man in the system encouraged and encouraged him. The fat man was so happy that he was finally a master. Is it not easy. For the past year and a half, I have fought everywhere, avoided, and kept playing hide-and-seek games with Luo Hu. Today, I have finally been promoted to the Sword Immortal Stage. Yes, I am a master, I am going to show my power. For Xiaolan, to repair and enhance the power of my Immortal Sword, I have fought for him. I will die forever, and I will fight forever.

Fire overcomes wood, and the fat man sacrificed the Sword of the Immortal Sword. The sword light turned into a very realistic Vermilion Bird. Under the impact of the Vermilion Bird with purple flames rising all over the body and karma fire, the fat man easily broke the attacks facing his six-path wood attributes, and then the formation with murderous intent became a smooth road under the opening of this Vermilion Bird. The fat man rushed forward with the attacks transformed by the vitality of the green wood, and soon arrived at the core of the center of the formation, in front of a giant tree that supports the heaven and earth with dozens of feet high and below.

The hill of the guards, the hill of the martial arts, the hill of the gods is the hill. There are wood, green leaves and purple stems, and the mysterious and yellow solid are called Jianmu. It has a hundred feet of 100 branches, with nine ginger on the top and nine gua on the bottom, which is actually like hemp and its leaves are like rays. According to legend, Jianmu is said to be the center of heaven and earth, and the bridge connecting heaven, earth, man and god.

However, the Jianmu in front of the fat man was not as powerful as the legendary, nor was it too high. It was only a few dozen feet high and could not support the world, let alone communicate with the gods of heaven and earth. However, standing there from a distance, the fat man could feel a strong vitality of life and the vitality of wood attributes pounced on him. The fat man couldn't help but breathe a few deep breaths. With the supplement of this vitality, the fat man felt that his whole body was much more energetic.

The big tree is very thick and straight, with no branches on the lower body. In front of the bare tree is a tall and burly old witch clan with white beard and white hair, wearing animal skin, exposed with two arms and most of the chest. The old man didn't know how many years he had spent. On his body, something called time and vicissitudes naturally flowed. The two slender eyebrows naturally drooped, and a pair of dizzy eyes below emitted a slight slight cold light.

"You are here, hahahaha, it's been eight hundred years. Since I set up this formation, my witch clan finally has a stunning young master. Judging from your current appearance, you have reached the wizard level among the six realms of my witch clan."

"Boy, if you have you, are you from that tribe? You can break this formation. When you walk here, it proves that you have the qualifications to accept my witch power inheritance. I am not too long. I will return to heaven and earth and return to the arms of God of Father. This earth-shaking witch power dissipates. It's a pity that you are here today, don't say anything. Come here, kneel down and bow to the Father God of Pangu. My witch tribe is in the world, not believing in ghosts and gods, but only kneel down to our father God of Pangu. After you kowtow, come up to accept my skills inheritance."

The old man looked indifferent and quiet, and it seemed that countless years had smoothed the edges and corners of this witch master and eliminated his popularity. In the eyes of Fatty, the old man of the Witch clan now was just an old elder from his tribe. In the eyes of Fatty, he looked at the fat man with kindness and love.

The fat man opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it. With a thought, the Vermilion Bird, which turned into the Juexian Sword, also circled and flew in front of the fat man. In the flames, the fat man reflected was like a peerless fire god burning the world.

The fat man really didn't want to pretend to be a rising star in front of this simple-looking witch master. After a bitter smile, the sword energy in his body was circulating with all his strength. He dispersed the aura of the witch clan outside his body, revealing the five elements innate sword energy that was strong enough to defend to the extreme. The tall figure also shrank sharply, revealing his original face.
Chapter completed!