The Chaotic Sea.
Houtu and Xuanming were filled with vigilance when they saw Lingyun and the other two suddenly appear.
They had just left Zixiao Palace.
Ling Yun and the others followed closely behind.
Anyone with eyes can see there's something wrong with it.
Unlike the gentle and graceful Houtu.
Xuanming, his eyes dangerous, snapped at him.
"What are you all up to, sneaking around behind us like this?"
"If you want to fight, I'm ready anytime!"
As they were talking.
Xuanming suddenly erupted with a powerful burst of blood energy, like an enraged lioness about to pounce and attack.
Although Houtu's performance was not as good as Xuanming's, she still mobilized her blood and energy, and her eyes were alert.
Seeing what Houtu and the others looked like.
Lingyun, Luohou, and Qinglian Tongzi looked at each other in bewilderment.
What about the tail of Earth and Dark Netherworld?
How is that possible?
They went to Buzhou Mountain in search of an opportunity!
Judging from the current situation...
I'm afraid that no matter what they say, Xuanming and Houtu won't believe it.
What should we do?
Just as Rahu and the Green Lotus Boy were at a loss.
Ling Yun smiled faintly.
He had always intended to befriend the ancestral witch Houtu.
Doesn't this give him the perfect opportunity?
With this thought in mind.
Ling Yun stepped forward and smiled faintly at Houtu and Xuanming.
"Please don't be nervous, both of you."
"The Chaos Sea is chaotic and disorderly; how could we possibly follow you two there?"
"It's just a coincidence now."
He paused for a moment.
Ling Yun raised his head slightly, revealing a hint of arrogance.
"Moreover, given the strength of my three brothers."
"Let alone just two people, what if all twelve Ancestral Witches came together?"
"If we have any ideas, wouldn't it be more convenient to approach our brother from the Wu clan?"
These words were spoken.
Xuanming was taken aback at first, then his face turned angry.
The twelve Ancestral Witches, upon their transformation, immediately stood out from the crowd, becoming renowned and powerful beings in the primordial world.
How dare Ling Yun look down on the Twelve Ancestral Witches?
How could Xuanming accept this?
"You're asking for it!"
Xuanming roared and suddenly unleashed bursts of blood energy.
The surging blood energy transformed into a giant crimson dragon, pressing down on Lingyun.
However.
To Xuanming's disbelief...
After approaching Lingyun, the crimson dragon seemed to have encountered some natural enemy and hesitated to advance.
Upon seeing this.
Xuanming was even angrier and roared.
"fall!"
The words had barely left his mouth.
"roar!"
The crimson dragon roared and resolutely charged towards Lingyun.
However.
An even stranger scene unfolded...
When the crimson dragon touched Ling Yun's body, its massive form trembled violently.
Under the astonished gazes of Xuanming and Houtu.
The crimson dragon exploded with a deafening roar, turning into a sky full of crimson mist that drifted into the void.
Ling Yun's slightly mocking voice then rang out...
That's it?
That's it?
Seeing Ling Yun's disdainful expression.
Then I heard Ling Yun's mocking tone again.
Xuanming was furious.
"court death!"
As they were talking.
"Buzz!"
Blood and qi surged to the sky.
Amidst the pervasive bloody atmosphere.
Xuanming's body suddenly swelled up.
Just a few breaths later.
Xuanming then transformed from his innate Dao body into a form resembling a mountain.
It has a human face and a bird's body, with two green snakes coiled around its ears and feet...
It was absolutely hideous.
Ling Yun: "......"
Seeing Xuanming in this state.
Ling Yun was utterly speechless.
When I was reading prehistoric novels in my previous life.
He actually quite liked Xuanming, the female ancestral witch, and even thought she should be a beautiful woman.
At the very least, she'd be like a female bodybuilder.
But now it seems...
Xuanming is clearly a monster!
"Disillusionment!"
Ling Yun felt extremely distressed.
But in Xuanming's view...
After she manifested her true form.
Ling Yun froze, as if he had been startled...
"snort!"
"That's all there is to it!"
Xuanming's eyes revealed a mocking expression.
The next moment.
"Buzz!"
The blood-red aura, mixed with the laws of rain and ice, transformed into a crimson sky that pressed down upon Ling Yun.
In a fit of anger.
Xuanming had already unleashed his strongest attack.
It's worth mentioning...
Although Xuanming is a female Ancestral Witch, her strength is among the top of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, with only Dijiang comparable to her.
Xuanming's attack can be said to be the strongest individual power of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
However.
What puzzled Xuanming and Houtu was...
When this blow landed.
Ling Yun was still in a daze.
Even Rahu and Qinglian Tongzi remained expressionless, showing no concern whatsoever.
Xuanming frowned deeply, his anger rising.
In her opinion.
This shows that Lingyun, Luohou, and the others look down on her and the Ancestral Witch.
Xuanming not only did not hold back, but also unleashed an even more ferocious power.
Just as the crimson sky was about to suppress Lingyun.
Ling Yun, who had been in a daze, suddenly looked up and casually pointed to the sky.
It was just a simple finger gesture.
The crimson sky, which was about to fall, trembled violently and froze in mid-air.
at the same time.
"Snap!"
"Snap!"
"Snap!"
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