Prehistoric: The Ancestor Of Kunpeng

157 The Crisis of the Witch Clan?

History is always surprisingly similar. When the Hou Tuzu witch saw own, it might be the same as when he saw Xiaonan today.

"Xiao Nan, I intend to accept you as a disciple. I don't know what your intention is?" Xing Tian Dawu said solemnly.

Xiao Nan couldn't believe Own Ears, and said, "Ah, is this true?"

He almost suspected that he had heard it wrong, who was Xingtian Great Witch? That was the most powerful figure under the Twelve Ancestral Witch among the Witch Clan, and even the Twelve Ancestral Witch would look at him with admiration.

This is something that every member of the Wu clan knows. Xing Tian Dawu's position in the Wu clan is very important. Now it is also a critical moment of survival. Di Jiang often discusses important matters with Xing Tian Dawu.

Such a big man actually wants to accept himself as a disciple?

"You heard it right, and I appreciate your talent and your perseverance." Xing Tian said calmly.

Although the little boy was a little shy, Xing Tian Dawu could see that his talents and perceptions were outstanding, and he never be lazy when practicing, and worked hard. This is also the most valuable.

"Thanks to senior's not abandoning, Xiao Nan is willing to worship Xingtian Great Wizard as his teacher." Xiao Nan also solemnly said.

In this regard, Xing Tian Dawu was very pleased, and said: "Very well, I did not misunderstand you. Since you recognize me as a teacher, I will treat you as the first person in the three generations of my Wu clan to train. Do you have confidence? "

Xiao Nan's eyes were very sincere and said: "The disciple has confidence."

"Yes, being a teacher is the first person in the second generation of the witch family and a disciple of the Houtu ancestor witch. You may also be the only time as a teacher, and you are also a disciple of the Houtu ancestor witch. Prestige!"

"Disciples obey orders!"

After Xing Tian accepted his apprentice, his mood became much better.

After the Twelve Ancestor Witch’s Dijiang knew about it, he even came to find out in person. After seeing Xiao Nan, he admired it and said, “This is really a good seed. My witch clan will never be afraid of him in the future. ."

In this way, spring goes and autumn comes, and the cold comes and goes.

Another year has passed. Under Xing Tian Dawu's tireless teaching, Xiao Nan finally fulfilled his wish to deliver Realm Ascension to Da Luo Jinxian.

On this day, in the Houtu Territory, on a boulder, Xing Tian Dawu and Xiao Nan were sitting side by side.

"Now you are also Da Luo Jinxian."

Xiao Nan smiled and said, "Thanks to the cultivation of the master."

After a period of getting along, Xiao Nan's personality has also changed a lot, at least he is no longer so shy in front of Xing Tian.

"Do you know what kind of height Daluo Jinxian belongs to in the prehistoric?" Xing Tian asked with a smile.

After thinking about it for a moment, Xiao Nan said, "Well, as far as I know, the most powerful among the prehistoric is Sage, but there are very few Sages, there are only a few, and the dragon does not see the end, and never shows up easily. ."

"Secondly, it is the quasi-sage, and they are also very powerful. Under the quasi-sage is Da Luo Jinxian, right?" Xiao Nan scratched his head and said.

"Yes, in the predicament, you are already a master, but this is not your ultimate goal. I hope your future achievements will be higher than mine." Xing Tian said with a smile.

Xing Tian had high expectations for his disciple. Before that, the twelve ancestral witches among the witch tribe believed that Xing Tian was the most powerful under the ancestral witches. The appearance of Xing Tian was simply a manifestation of Father Pangu. See you poorly.

But today Xing Tian has set a bigger goal for his disciple. He doesn't care whether he is the strongest under the ancestral witch. If there is someone in the witch clan who can surpass himself, Xing Tian Dawu will also be very happy to see it.

"Then sir, how good are you now?"

Xiao Nan has been cultivating by Xing Tian's side all this time, and as his merits have grown day by day, he discovered that his master's power is simply unfathomable and unbelievable.

In fact, the current Xingtian Great Witch, only talking about Cultivation Base, is completely qualified to sit on the same level as the Twelve Ancestral Witch. He has completely inherited all the Secret Techniques of Hou Tu, but the bloodline is not as pure as the Twelve Ancestral Witch.

Xing Tian smiled and touched Xiao Nan's head, and said, "I'm not very good at being a teacher. Now the physical Cultivation Base is a quasi-sage late stage. There are many quasi-sages in the prehistoric world who are better than me."

Xiao Nan's big eyes, Gu Lu, turned, seeming to be thinking about something.

He didn't know whether all of what his master said was true or false. Anyway, among the Witch Clan, Xiao Nan knew very well. Except for Emperor Jiang, the head of the ancestor witch, it can be said that no one can compare to Xing Tian. Da Wu is even better.

...

At night, the moonlight tonight is very dim and dark, and the land is pitch black, and you can't see anything clearly.

The witches have fallen into a deep sleep, which is also the special feature of the witches.

In the prehistoric times, most creatures or races do not need to sleep.

Because even if there is only the Cultivation Base of Celestial Immortals, you can live without eating or drinking, and you don't need to sleep.

In the prehistoric times, apart from the Wu Clan, only the Human Clan needs to rely on sleep to replenish its own energy.

Of course, this is also closely related to the way of life of the Witch Clan. The Witch Clan needs to polish the body every day, and it will definitely be tired after the end of the day. After a sleep, the next day will be refreshed.

But tonight, Xiao Nan awoke from his own Immortal Cave.

There is a cloud of black mist on his face, which is very mysterious and terrifying.

He came to the little witch's group, holding a sickle in his hand. The sickle was extremely sharp, and he didn't know where he got it.

Just like this, Xiaonan killed many little witches and more influential people overnight. Although their Cultivation Base is not worth mentioning, they are also a part of the Witch clan, and the number of Witch clan is full. The precious ones do not want to be like the Yaozu, all over the wild land.

Tonight, it is destined to be a bloody night, with blood flowing into a river.

Da Luo Jinxian Cultivation Base's Xiao Nan has started to kill, this is not something that Xiao Witch can resist.

One night passed, and there was already a sea of ​​corpses in the Houtu tribe. After the Zuwu Emperor Jiang learned of this, he was furious and personally ordered Xingtian Dawu to find out the matter, and the murderer must be broken into pieces.

On the second day, when the sun rose, Xiao Nan walked out of his own Immortal Cave.

He seemed to be a okay person, showing a shocked look, staring at the dead bodies everywhere, his voice trembled and said, "How could this be? What happened?"

Last night, he killed many people of the same race, but after waking up overnight, it seemed that he had forgotten everything, as if the person who committed the murder last night was not him.

Xing Tian and Di Jiang didn't know the situation at all at this time, they thought it was a surprise attack by the monster clan.

In short, the Wu clan also ushered in the biggest crisis in history.

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