Time flies, and sixty years pass by in a flash.

Four or five generals and witches burst out with strong blood. They finally broke through to the witch to the handsome witch and became a master.

After all, Hongjun has not yet become a saint, the preaching has not yet begun, Daluo is everywhere, and the era of Taiyi as numerous as dogs has not yet arrived. The handsome witch, who is equivalent to Taiyi Jinxian, is indeed able to take advantage of it.

Among the tribes under the jurisdiction of the great witches, there are at least dozens of generals and witches, and there are a very important reason why they can stand out from these powerful people, which is that they are about to break through to the general witches.

The great witches opened their eyes and nodded involuntarily. These generals and witches did not disappoint them. There were more than ten years of practice before the end of a hundred years of cultivation, and they were ready to close their eyes and not waste such opportunities.

At this moment, Mo Yu, who was sitting behind Xing Tian, ​​suddenly burst out with a shocking blood energy. A bloody aura that was no less than the breakthrough of the coaches just now suddenly enveloped a range of 500 miles. Moreover, there seemed to be a real dragon circling in this blood energy, and the divine elephant roaring.

"Damn it! Mo Yu, you guys, have you taken medicine?" The great witches were dumbfounded, not to mention other witch tribes, their eyes were almost falling off.

It would be fine if a lowest-level human witch was promoted to a war witch for fifty years. Now, only 110 years have passed, Mo Yu has been promoted to a general witch. What a terrifying speed!

Even Xing Tian, ​​who valued Mo Yu the most, widened his eyes and murmured: "You... have you been promoted to... General... General?"

"Well, I was promoted by accident." Mo Yu nodded slightly and smiled lightly: "Maybe the blood energy next to the Father's Temple is too strong. I didn't expect that practicing here for eighty years will allow me to advance to two levels in succession."

All the great witches were very depressed, and the other witch tribes wanted to kill him with their eyes.

"You boy, you are so good!" Xing Tian looked around the great witches, his proud look was beyond words, and patted Mo Yu's shoulders with satisfaction, deliberately showing off: "Closing your eyes quickly and practicing, and striving to break through to the realm of the wizard before the arrival of a hundred years of cultivation."

Mo Yu shook his head slightly and said seriously: "Chief, your request is a bit difficult. If I want to break through to the realm of the coached witch, it will take at least 130 years."

"It's okay, no...what did you say?" Xing Tian smiled and nodded, suddenly reacted, and looked at Mo Yu like looking at a monster.

Upon hearing this, the great witches and other witch tribes looked at Mo Yu as if they were looking at a fool.

Behind the Great Wizard Xiangliu, a burly handsome witch sneered: "According to what you said, if you give you another five hundred years, you will be promoted to the Great Wizard?"

"I'm afraid this won't work." Mo Yu pried open his fingers and calculated it. It was almost the same as before. It was not a thousand years old. He was afraid it would be difficult for him to be promoted to the Great Witch: "I was promoted from a human witch to a earth witch at the age of 30, a heaven witch at the age of 40, a war witch at the age of 70, and a general witch at the age of 130. It would take at least 120 years to be promoted to a general witch at the age of 130. It would take at least 130 years to be promoted to a general witch at the age of 250. There is a huge difference between a great witch and a general witch. It would be useless simply to double it, and it would take at least 7 or 800 years to be promoted."

The handsome witch opened her mouth in surprise, and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

The other witch tribes were stunned. Houyi and other great witches thought about the same thing as this handsome witch at first. Mo Yu calculated by fingers, and even they were stunned: Yes, Mo Yu is still a 130-year-old brat!

The eyes of all the great witches looking at Xing Tian were full of envy and jealousy.

Xing Tian couldn't laugh at this moment. If it were as Mo Yu said, maybe in another eight or nine hundred years, this little guy would not be his control.

The witch clan has regulations that whenever ordinary witch clans are promoted to great witches, they will be personally governed by the twelve ancestor witches, and will be divided into tribes, or stay outside Pangu Temple for a long time to practice.

Fortunately, Xing Tian quickly recovered. Such a citizen appeared in his tribe. It was too shameful if he spread it. What's the point if he didn't take it to his own jurisdiction?

"Don't be proud!" Xing Tian patted Mo Yu's shoulder and said, "From the future, I will be born in the Father's Temple to practice. You can use one of our Xingtian tribes, and it will not be limited to a hundred years."

Hearing this, the other witch tribes were extremely envious, and the two handsome witches from Xingtian tribes were no exception. This precious quota that was selected from one out of billions actually allowed Mo Yu to occupy it alone. Even if they wanted to take the last one, it would take thousands of years.

"Thank you, the leader." Mo Yu thanked calmly. This quota may be very precious to other witch tribes, but it is nothing to him. Even if he eats and sleeps, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu will still behave. He didn't want to refuse from the bottom of his heart. The rich blood outside the Pangu Palace was an excellent excuse for him to make a quick breakthrough.

There is another important reason. This place can be regarded as the safest treasure land in the prehistoric world. Before it has no power to protect itself, it can be regarded as the most suitable place for sleeping... to practice.

Even without saying this, the rich blood energy of Pangu Palace can replenish the powerful consumption of the witch clan, and there is no need to eat. If you change to another place, even if you are as powerful as a witch, you have to eat it any time.

Pangu Palace is such a great place!

Mo Yu closed his eyes and continued to sleep, splitting out a wisp of soul to investigate the situation around him. If Xing Tian and the witch tribe suddenly talked to him, it would be bad that he would sleep too much.

Time flies, twenty years passed by. The great witches stood up and took their three witch tribes to escort them away from the barrier that Pangu Temple was built.

Xing Tian looked at Mo Yu who was practicing with his eyes closed, and sensed the increasing blood and energy of his body. He did not intend to disturb him at all, and left with two handsome witches.

Outside the barrier, hundreds of generals and witches from major tribes have been waiting for a long time. Their quotas were set hundreds of years ago, with three quotas per tribe.

The three witch tribes that came to Xingtian tribe this time are two general witches and one general witch.

"Chief!" The three witch tribes saluted together.

Xing Tian nodded slightly and pointed at the general Wu and said, "You wait here first, and come and change you in a hundred years."

"Ah?" The general witch widened his eyes in confusion, and the other two handsome witches were also stunned: "Hmm?"

Xing Tian had no intention of explaining, so he looked at the two mentors behind him and said, "After you two return to the tribe, let them re-rank according to the designated quota. Just one next time, and two next time."

"As for orders." The two generals who had finished their practice nodded together.

The three new witch tribes then discovered that Mo Yu did not appear.

"Come with me." Xing Tian pointed to the two replaced handsome witches and said, "A hundred years of cultivation is extremely precious, don't waste it."

"Yes!" Xing Lang was quite embarrassed, quickly calmed down his mind, closed his eyes and absorbed his blood.

The other witch tribes woke up one after another and followed suit and started practicing again.

"I didn't expect this kid to be promoted to the commander witch." Chi You sighed and said, "I didn't believe it before. Now it seems that this kid is really likely to be promoted to the great witch."

Xiangliu touched her chin, shook her head slightly and said, "Brother Chiyou, this kid Mo Yu is practicing fast. We all know that it is not a decision to become a great witch by practicing speed alone."

"Xiang Liu said it makes sense." Kuafu nodded and agreed: "We are all created by the ancestor witches with their own essence and blood. They have the thin bloodline of the Father God in their bodies. The ordinary witch clan is created by us who reproduce and survive. It is probably very difficult to break the shackles on the bloodline."

"Yes." Many great witches nodded, and they thought so in their hearts: "That's right, there are many subordinates of the handsome witch in our major tribes. They are stuck in this realm for hundreds of thousands of years without any possibility of breaking through."

"That's not necessarily! Before Mo Yu appeared, have you seen a handsome witch over 200 years old?" Houyi smiled faintly and said, "The fastest record of other witch tribes cultivating to the peak of the handsome witch seems to be 470,000 years old? And Mo Yu is about to be promoted to a handsome witch, and he may not be able to reach the peak of the martial witch at all."

Forty-seventy-seventy-seventy-seventy-seventy-seventy-seventy-seventy-seventy-six years, these two numbers fell into the ears of the great witches, like deafening thunder.

Yes, it’s impossible for others, but Mo Yu really doesn’t. This is a guy who breaks the promotion speed of the witch clan again and again, and even increases the original record to about a hundred times.

"What do you think about Xing Tian?" Kuafu turned his head and looked at Xing Tian not far away. After all, Xing Tian was the existence of the entire witch clan who knew Mo Yu the best.

Xing Tian shook his head slightly and said, "This kind of thing has never happened before, and even I can't guess the result."

"Then let's wait and see!" Houyi smiled faintly and said, "I bet that this kid will succeed!"

"What are you betting?" The witch present suddenly gambled with Mo Yu: "You can bet whatever you say!"

Mo Yu was completely unaware of this and still slept with his eyes closed.

Soon, twenty years passed.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique broke through to the ninth level, and the blood energy in the sky covered the radius of three thousand miles. Mo Yu was successfully promoted to the commander witch.

Outside Pangu Palace, all the witch tribes sensed this blood and woke up from seclusion. The ancestor witches were about to tease Mo Yu.

"I'm so sorry to disturb everyone." Mo Yu smiled apologetically: "I just realized it, so I won't chat with everyone anymore. I will continue to practice, so you can talk."

After saying that, Mo Yu closed his eyes and opened his personal panel: Name - Mo Yu, Race - Witch Clan, Root and Foot - Ordinary Witch Clan, Kung Fu - The ninth level of Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung, Treasure - None, Strength - Early stage of the Supervisor Witch (the explosion can reach the midst of the Supervisor Witch)!

"As a matter of what I think, it is difficult to be promoted to the Great Witch when I reach the ninth level or even the tenth level. If you want to be promoted to the Great Witch, you must practice to the eleventh level. It took almost 120 years to practice the ninth level. So, the tenth level 250 years, the eleventh level 11th level is almost 500 years, and it will take seven or eight hundred years to be promoted to the Great Witch!" Mo Yu thought to himself, but had no idea, so he continued to sleep: "I don't know if I can catch up with Hongjun's preaching. Don't worry, keep going to sleep. Anyway, I can't make any decisions about these things."

Another seventy years passed, Xing Lang burst out with fierce blood and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, then slowly opened his eyes and looked at Mo Yu beside him. The vast blood and energy emitted from Mo Yu's body was several times that of Xing Lang.

The blood and energy emitted by Xing Lang represents his first entry into the early stage of the General Witch, while the blood and energy emitted by Mo Yu are vaguely entering the middle stage of the General Witch, several times that of his.

"It's really a comparison between people, it's so annoying!" Xing Lang shook his head slightly and continued to practice in seclusion. There were about ten years left, so he couldn't bear to waste his precious time.
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