The Sand Sculpture System Is Going Crazy, And The Spirit Treasure Is Full

Chapter 195 First Meeting

Wu Jihe quickly traced that aura.

It's a young man.

Sixth Grade Spirit Root, Core Formation Realm Seventh Layer.

At this moment, I am roasting a pheasant by the fire.

Wu Jihe frowned.

He had just tried it. This person was not of his Wu family's bloodline, but he had a trace of the Wu family's bloodline power.

In addition, there is also a hint of the Yun family.

Wu Jihe's face changed after thinking about it for a moment.

This person is not from his Wu family, but he has a trace of the blood power of the Wu family, which proves that he has recently devoured and refined the Wu family.

There is also a trace of the Yun family, which proves that this Wu family is still related to the Yun family.

Isn't that the "chess piece" that he guides the younger generations to raise?

This man killed his chess piece...

Thinking of this, Wu Jihe rushed forward directly.

His eyes were red like evil spirits.

Twenty years of waiting, twenty years of planning...

Of course, for those who seek immortality, twenty years is nothing.

But this method cannot be copied.

The harvest was about to come, but when it was over, the peaches were picked.

Who can bear this?

What's more, how should the master explain it?

He must beat this ignorant boy to death, and then refine his soul.

At that time, Wu Jihe was furious.

He never thought about how this young man in the Core Formation realm could kill the "chess piece" he had carefully cultivated.

Wu Zhuoyun just tore off a chicken leg and didn't even have time to put it in his mouth.

Suddenly he was targeted by a malicious aura.

Wu Zhuoyun's first reaction was not to dodge, but to stuff the chicken legs into his mouth.

Then he hurriedly put the roasted chicken into the storage ring.

After all, it's shameful to waste food.

Wu Zhuoyun's actions completely angered Wu Jihe, and he slapped him down.

And then……

A string of explosive symbols fell from Wu Zhuoyun's body.

The moment Wu Jihe rushed forward, it exploded.

A huge mushroom cloud rose over the wilderness.

Wu Jihe was so blown away that he spat out a mouthful of soul blood. His whole body was ragged and he looked at Wu Zhuoyun in disbelief.

what happened?

who I am? Where am I?

Wu Jihe blew out a mouthful of black smoke.

There were wounds all over his body, large and small, and the tattered clothes on his body were stained by the soul blood flowing out.

On the other hand, Wu Zhuoyun was fine.

He was even chewing chicken leg bones leisurely on the side.

How unreasonable!

Wu Jihe not only had black smoke coming out of his mouth, but also black smoke rising from the top of his head.

Rolling degree.

This also caused Wu Zhuoyun to be unable to see his true face behind the black smoke without using his spiritual power.

If you see it, you will definitely recognize that this is the ancestor of the Wu family who dedicated his life to deduction.

After all, there are portraits hanging in the Wu family's ancestral hall.

Wu Jihe rushed forward again.

He firmly believed that the mistake just now must be because that Core Formation boy was carrying some treasure.

No wonder he can kill the "chess pieces" he cultivated.

It turns out there are some ways.

Wu Zhuoyun watched "that black smoke" rushing over without panicking.

Judging from the explosion just now, this person must not be a good bird, so what else is there to fear about him?

His explosive talisman is specially designed to blow up evil people.

Wu Jihe rushed forward and was once again sent into the sky by a mushroom cloud.

When he fell down, his soul became a little dim.

The black smoke in his mouth and head became thicker.

The injury more than doubled.

But he doesn't believe in evil.

He is now a majestic Immortal Emperor, there is no reason why even a kid in the Core Formation realm can't do anything to him.

Moreover, he did not believe that such a treasure could be found twice.

Let’s see how he destroys him this time.

Wu Jihe rushed forward again with black smoke all over his body, a dark face, and strange screams.

boom!

Wu Jihe was blown away for the third time, flying high and high.

When I fell down, I felt a little doubtful about life.

What the hell?

Why is there such a treasure that can blow up the Immortal Emperor at will?

And there are so many?

I have only been away for twenty years, but the world has changed so much?

Wu Jihe did not rush forward for the fourth time.

And he fell to the ground sprawled out, vomiting soul blood and doubting his life.

Wu Zhuoyun didn't rush over either.

Instead, he took the roasted chicken out of the storage ring and continued to eat.

After all, it tastes bad when it's cold.

Neither of them made any further moves, each staying on one side.

Wu Zhuoyun ate grilled chicken, and Wu Jihe thought about life while dispersing the black smoke from his body.

After a while.

Wu Zhuoyun finished eating the roast chicken, and Wu Jihe's black energy dissipated.

Then, Wu Zhuoyun exclaimed: "Ancestor!"

After exclaiming, Wu Zhuoyun remembered that this title no longer suited him.

He is not a descendant of the Wu family.

Wu Jihe suddenly raised his head: "You, what did you call me?"

"Uh..." Wu Zhuoyun paused and scratched his head: "This question is a bit complicated."

"A few months ago, I really should have called you ancestor."

"But now, you are no longer my ancestor."

Wu Jihe: "..."

WTF? I don't understand it at all.

Could it be that in the twenty years since he left, even the language of this world has changed?

I can understand individual words, but why are they so difficult to understand together?

Wu Zhuoyun did not elaborate: "Aren't you already dead... ahem, dedicated to deducing the future of the Wu family?"

Before Wu Jihe could answer, Wu Zhuoyun said again: "Oh, you are a soul body."

"Could it be that after the sacrifice, the soul body remained?"

"Then where have you been for the past twenty years?"

"Could it be that the soul was weak before and only woke up recently?"

"Eh, that's not right."

"Your aura now seems to be that of the Immortal Emperor, right?"

Wu Zhuoyun's eyes widened: "It's not easy to be able to leave your soul body after your sacrifice, and the soul body can continue to practice."

"I just didn't expect that the soul body could vomit blood."

Wu Jihe: "..."

Why is this man only half-talking? What about the other half?

Why is there so much nonsense?

Moreover, what he vomited was not blood.

That's soul blood.

A newly formed soul does not have soul blood, it must be successfully cultivated.

Wu Jihe stood up unsteadily and walked up to Wu Zhuoyun: "What did you mean by what you just said?"

He desperately wanted to know.

At the same time, Wu Zhuoyun said: "Don't come over."

The next second, a mushroom cloud bloomed again in the sky over the wilderness.

After four times, Wu Jihe's soul had become so pale that it seemed almost transparent.

After being bombed, Wu Jihe fell on a piece of bluestone with his arms stretched out.

Black smoke billowed out of his mouth again.

Wu Zhuoyun scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

After all, I have been in the shaman family for more than ten years and worshiped my ancestor for more than ten years.

When they first met, they blew up four times.

Although this ancestor was not a good bird, he still felt a little sorry.

More importantly, he was curious.

Why did the ancestor of the Wu family who offered sacrifices suddenly appear here?

And he also cultivated to Immortal Emperor with his soul body.

That's the Immortal Emperor.

Before the Xingyue Sect appeared, it had the highest combat power in the five continents of the wilderness.

Wu Jihe blew out the black smoke in his mouth and asked with a sad face: "Didn't you call me ancestor? Why did you bomb me again?"