Chapter 1279 Resisting the Witch Clan

The small cauldron is extremely simple, with thirty-six congenital divine patterns on it, as soon as the small cauldron appeared, it suppressed the surrounding void, and the chaotic qi hung on the top of Xin Han's head, emitting a primordial chaotic aura, protecting the whole body .

This is the harvest of Xin Han's trip. He used the Haotian Mirror to exchange this defensive treasure - Qiankun Ding from Hongjun!

To say that this Qiankun bag is like a legendary existence in the wilderness, it is said that Nuwa used it to mend the sky, so that the Qiankun tripod also shared a part of the merit of mending the sky, and it disappeared afterwards.

This time when Xin Han came to the prehistoric world, there were a few things that he wanted to get the most, this Qiankun tripod was one of them, and there were two other things, namely the Chaos Orb and the hammer of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

As for other treasures, the more the better.

This time, Haotian, who had not been in the rigid form for a long time, got the Haotian Mirror with words this time. He didn't expect such a harvest. When he and Daozu Hongjun mentioned that he lacked a treasure of refining equipment, Daozu casually took the tripod Take it out.

Xin Han also understood that after Hongjun became a saint, holding the jade plate of good fortune in his hand, he only thought of being in harmony with the Tao, but he didn't care about innate treasures and top-grade spiritual treasures at all. A chance.

However, Hongjun Daozu still told Xin Han that this tripod might have some cause and effect in the future, so don't stop him.

Xin Han guessed in his heart that most likely it was the matter of mending the sky, so he agreed without thinking, handed over the Haotian Mirror on the spot, and refined the Qiankun Cauldron under Hongjun's guidance.

The reason why Xin Han needs this Qiankun cauldron is because this cauldron is not only a defensive treasure, but also the world's top refining treasure, none of them!

If a sage holds this precious refining tool, he can stimulate the primordial and chaotic energy in the cauldron, return to the original, and turn the acquired into the innate. Just don't be too badass.

And best of all,

This treasure is just suitable for Xin Han, he has a row of black and yellow magical artifacts, waiting to use this treasure to return to the original, but the premise is that he needs to become a saint.

As for begging Hongjun to help him refine weapons, that's okay...

Xin Han was self-aware, even though Hongjun gave him the Qiankun Ding casually, it was because he was asked to return the Haotian Mirror, and it was inconvenient for the Taoist ancestor to rob him of his treasure, so he threw away the Qiankun Ding that he didn't care much about. Come out, if he is always bothering Daozu when he has nothing to do, it will be strange for people to take care of him!

At this time, Xin Han rushed out of the Zixiao Palace, and in the midst of chaos, he sacrificed the Qiankun Cauldron, and then pointed his fingers at the liches in front of the Zixiao Palace: "Let's go together!"

Whoa!

All the prehistoric powers couldn't help laughing, this guy is not only crazy, but also crazy to death, but anyone who can come to the Zixiao Palace to listen to the preaching, except for some great witches who can fly, relying on their physical strength to survive the chaos , you kid and the two girls before seem to be the existence with the lowest strength.

In the past three thousand years, although you have made rapid progress and reached the realm of Da Luo, it is still not enough for the great power here!

On the side of the Yaozu, Emperor Jun and Donghuang were pressing down and stood still, while the Wuzu on the other side were very irritable and couldn't stand verbal provocations at all.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were about to attack at that time, but at this time two great witches stood up from the witch clan, namely Rain Master and Cloud God,

Master Yu called Pingyi to look like a human in later generations, with sparse hair and three bowl-sized bumps on his head, which can be described as tall and horny, but he is six feet tall, bare-chested, with a giant beast's fur around his waist. The whole body is full of wild spirit.

The name of the cloud god is Fenglong, which is half human and half beast, with wings growing under his ribs.

These two are great witches of the Wu Clan like Feng Bo Fei Lian, they lead a tribe, and they are close friends with them, so how can they bear to see their enemies beheading Fei Lian with their own hands at this time.

Ping Yi said in a thunderous voice: "Our witch tribe has countless masters, how can we use the ancestor witches to deal with such a kid, we are enough!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several great witches stood up, "Exactly!"

Di Jiang pulled Tian Wu, who was about to rush forward, and said: "That's right, fighting with him will lose my status as an ancestor witch, so let the children do it freely!"

Zhu Jiuyin sneered and said, "Boys, let him know how powerful our Wu Clan is!"

With this order, a dozen great witches rushed into the chaos with Rain Master and Cloud God in an instant, and all kinds of attacks poured on Xin Han as if they didn't want money.

Master Yu Pingyi activated his mana, and one yuan of heavy water fell like rain, and a drop weighed tens of thousands of catties. Even ordinary big Luo without magic weapon protection would be smashed into blood mud in a short while in the rain.

With a flash of Yunshen Fenglong's wings, a nine-day thundercloud appeared. There are ten thousand thunderbolts in this thundercloud, and each thunderbolt has the power to kill ordinary Xuanxian. big damage.

The rest of the great witches used their magic power, physical body, or weapons to attack fiercely with their own abilities. For a while, Xin Han seemed to be covered by ten thousand rays of light, and he couldn't see his figure clearly at all.

Those who watched the excitement outside did not know the power of the Qiankun Ding, and thought that Xin Han might not be able to resist it, and that the first wave of attacks would have to be confessed!

However, the name of Qiankun Ding's defensive treasure is not for nothing, and the primordial and chaotic energy emitted by it can isolate all the attacks of these great witches, and the blow of this magnitude has no effect at all.

Xin Han laughed angrily, these witches are too arrogant, he is a great Luo Jinxian, holding the prehistoric treasure Qiankun Ding, they even want to take him down by a dozen big witches, isn't it too funny, It's too taken for granted.

Since you are delivering food, don't blame me for being ruthless!

He first released the Nine Swords of the Void, and the nine swords combined to become the Magic Sword of Void. He held it in his hand, then pointed with his hand, and reprimanded: "Suppress!"

With a soft shout, the Immortal Heavenly Palace came out of the body, and directly turned into a huge palace complex, which was urged by Xin Han to trigger the Zhenzi Jue, and the hanging Xuanhuang Mother Qi trapped more than a dozen great witches in it.

Every trace of this mysterious and yellow mother energy is heavier than a huge mountain. Although these great witches are physically strong, they cannot even move a single finger when they are trapped by the sea-like mysterious and yellow mother energy.

They couldn't move, but Xin Han could move freely. At this moment, he sneered, raised the Xuanhuang magic sword, and teleported to behind Master Yu. The sword light flashed, and a huge head with horns flew away. Get up, the big witch's blood sprayed out of his cavity for free!

Xin Han had a thought, and the blood of these great witches was collected into the Qiankun Cauldron, and at this time the Xuanhuang Fajian had already passed through the body of the cloud god Fenglong.

"stop!"

"Don't hurt the great witch of our clan!"

How can the Twelve Patriarchal Witches survive? Di Jiang, who masters the laws of space, is about to enter the Xuanhuang Mother Qi in a teleportation, but the defensive power of the Immortal Heavenly Palace is not covered, directly blocking him out.

Xin Han laughed loudly, and his figures flickered in front of the twelve ancestor witches. In an instant, the heads of more than a dozen great witches were all cut off, and the bodies and blood of the great witches were collected by the Qiankun Cauldron for refining. Elixir.

The twelve ancestral witches are all crazy at this time. Each great witch is the leader of a tribe. In the witch tribe, they are all princes. At this time, more than a dozen people have been killed in a row.

They shot at the same time, bombarding Xuanhuang's mother energy, trying to break through Xuanhuang's mother energy and kill Xin Han in it.

This time Xin Han couldn't stand it any longer. Each of the twelve ancestor witches was comparable to quasi-sages, and every trace of the mysterious and yellow mother spirit, which was heavier than mountains, was bombarded with huge ripples. And his Da Luo Jinxian's mana was consumed like running water.

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