Chapter 142 Wuzong

The golden silk in the heart of the black fire ape's eyebrows is the dream of every forger, and Wu Pengwei is no exception.

He just wanted to deter this black fire ape.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the phoenix mask woman pulled him, and the two of them turned around and disappeared into nothingness. Within a moment, a huge dark hand suddenly poked out of the void and grabbed the black fire ape between the palms of their hands.

"Hey hey, I didn't expect to meet the black fire ape here. This kneading gold wire is a good thing. I didn't expect that my 'Li Wuzi' could meet such a good thing." Under the dark big hand, the void cracked, and an old man with bronze skin in animal skin hid out. He held a staff made of human bones in his hand, and painted a lot of colorful runes on his face, especially a headband made of white bones at the forehead, with a huge fiery red feather inserted on it. Unexpectedly, there were fierce fireworks.

The phoenix mask girl hiding in nothingness quietly said to Wu Pengwei, "This is a disciple of Wuzong. Look at his appearance, it should be a witch bird among the 100 core disciples of Wuzong."

"Witch bird? This name is so weird." Wu Pengwei frowned.

The Phoenix masked woman said, "Don't underestimate this name. It seems strange. In fact, there is a big mystery. The witch sect ranks sixth, but it is extremely autistic. It does not have contact with other sects, but the skill has another way. This witch bird is named after the word bird, which shows that this person is extremely powerful. The skill must be related to the bird. The people of the witch sect are good at The long one is the summoning, summoning out the ancient beast, which is infinitely powerful and extremely strange.

While talking, the black fire ape suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, pounded his chest fiercely, tore his hands, and actually tore the dark hand holding it.

"Huh? So awesome?" The witch bird also felt a little surprised, but was immediately relieved: "Yes, this is the cemetery of the immortals, full of fairy spirit. It seems that the black fire ape has invaded ** for a long time, and there has been a trace of change? The power has soared."

The witch bird raised the white bone long stick in its hand, and looked light. It did not realize that the huge black fire ape had come in the air, and the huge palm the size of a grinding disc bombarded down and went straight to the top of the witch bird's head.

The palm is like thunder, and this black fire ape is unparalleled. Even if Wu Pengwei calculates carefully, he does not dare to resist the other party's palm.

But the witch bird didn't move until the big palm was about to touch the head.

The black fire ape suddenly moved, as if it had been electrocuted.

On top of its head, the void cracked, and bursts of fire clouds rolled over. A huge bird-headed armored warrior ten meters high stepped out of the void. He held a long whip made of flames in his hand, and the long whip was tightly strangled the neck of the black fire ape, making it unable to move.

"Hey hey, Garuda, you did a good job."

The witch bird smiled coldly and snapped his fingers. The huge warrior of the bird's head man nodded. Suddenly, a pair of wings were born behind him, and he bravely pulled the black fire ape weighing a thousand pounds and flew into the void, as if he was carrying a piece of feather.

Son of a sudden, a dark photoelectric flashed by.

The long flame whip in the hand of the giant warrior of the bird's head was suddenly cut off, and the black fire ape suddenly fell into the void.

"Who? How dare you dare to touch my prey?" The witch bird turned his head coldly and saw a huge shadow.

It is a huge black iron spider with a diameter of ten meters away. The spider has hundreds of claws, each of which is as sharp as a knife, cold and bright. This huge spider has a pair of sapphire carved eyes. Between rotation, there are strange rune patterns flashing.

Above the spider, there is a dry and slim shadow shrouded in the shadow, with a black cloth on its face, leaving only a pair of dark eyes like wolves.

"The spider?"

The witch bird frowned slightly.

"Who is this? A disciple of the Puppet Sect? Wu Pengwei whispered next to the Phoenix masked woman.

The eyes of the phoenix mask are still confused. "Yes, it is the spider who ranks 97th in the 100 core of the puppet sect. The disciples of the puppet sect are extremely powerful, and the means are vicious. Compared with the strangeness of the disciples of the witch sect, they do not fall behind at all. Humph, these two sects are against each other, and there is a good show."

"Well, it's just below. I didn't expect that you, the ninety-ninth disciple of the Wuzong who hasn't appeared for a long time, are you also interested in coming to this muddy water?" The spider standing on the back of the huge black iron spider is like a shadow, but its body is as straight as a gun.

The witch bird was obviously not very satisfied with the other party's tone. At that moment, he raised his thick eyebrows and said coldly, "This black fire ape is what I like. Don't interfere in the end, or you won't die."

The people of Wuzong have always believed in absolute force and will not beat around the bush.

The shadow-like spider smiled coldly, and the wolf-like fierce eyes were full of poisonous light. "I'm sorry, our puppet clan didn't plan to give the baby to others."

The momentum of the two continued to grow, and they confronted faintly, and the black fire ape in the center of the confrontation obviously noticed something was wrong. They bowed their heads and roared, clap their hands on the ground, and roared.

What it fears is not the disciples of the two sects, but the huge monster that emerges behind them.

A hill-like black iron spider and a Garuda bird man like an ancient giant.

The atmosphere is as depressing and surging like a dark tide, and the accumulated power can burst out like a torrent at any time.

Suddenly, the witch bird couldn't control it first, let out a roar, and slapped in the air.

A palm was blown between the clouds and fog. In an instant, a huge arc circle expanded parallel in the clouds and fog. The arc circle was built of countless ancient runes. When the arc circle spread out, the void above the witch bird's head cracked, and there were 60 black real dragon lights and shadows breaking out of the air. This Each of the black dragons is extremely fresh, 50 meters away, and the black gas is rolling, like a living thing.

Just a black dragon light and shadow is enough to smash Wu Pengwei's two true dragon lights and shadows.

This is the power of the core disciples of the eight sects.

One by one, the black dragon light and shadow fell into the huge rune light array. The airflow was disordered, and a huge dark red armor appeared in the array, covering the body of the Garuda Bird Warrior. At the same time, there was a dark red sword.

Wu Pengwei's eyes are like a torch. Just by the dark red lines on the knife body, he can judge that this is a good soul blade of six grades.

A smart forger has a good eye for breaking the soul weapon.

Almost at the same time, the disciple of the puppet sect suddenly let out a sharp hiss of iron and stone friction.

The body was full of blood and turned into fifty-nine dark red real dragon lights and shadows.

These dark red dragon shadows seem to swim out in the blood, with a strong smell of blood. The claws are bright and thick, almost as powerful as the real dragon of the witch bird. The only difference is that these dark red dragon shadows are more strange and unreal.

It seems that there is no life.

The red dragon shadow is injected into the spider's back armor like a shadow. In an instant, the spider's body is transparent, and a huge and complicated rune array appears. Unlike the witch bird prince, this rune array is a three-dimensional rune array, which is extremely complicated.

The red dragon shadow bets in it, which is like the starting fuel of this rune array.

The huge black iron spider also began to change. In a roaring steel friction sound, the huge black iron spider turned into an armored warrior with a spider's head and human body, which was not inferior to the other party's Garuda Birdman.

The most frightening thing is that the spider-headed warrior actually pulled out a red spear in his mouth. The body of the gun was as dense as blood, with a strong sense of death.

It's also a six-grade soul weapon

"Haha, okay, let me divide the victory or defeat between the ancient god warrior of the Wuzong and the machine of your puppet sect. Let's see which one is stronger."

The witch bird held a long white-bone stick, looked up to the sky and laughed, with high fighting spirit.