"Clan leader! I want to ask you something, is it OK?" Wuqi was silent for a while and asked softly.

The Witch Pattern Staff is said to be in this sky garden, which is the biggest purpose of Wuqi's trip. However, in order to truly obtain the Witch Pattern Staff, he also planned to leave here with the Witch Pattern Staff, so he couldn't help but feel a little hesitant in his heart just now.

I don’t know if this Witch Pattern Staff is from the Three-Eyed Tribe. If it is true, it seems that you have to think of a way to take it away. Although according to the master, the Witch Pattern Staff should have belonged to our Wushan a long time ago. But so many years have passed, and if this Three-Eyed Tribe insists that it is theirs, I will not be able to explain it. I have to ask first, and I hope the clan leader will not disappoint me.

Borno nodded with a smile, and mistakenly regarded Wuqi as the legendary Thousand-faced man. Naturally, he did not dare to offend him, answered urgently, "Of course. You ask." However, while answering in his heart, he was a little confused.

Is this legendary Thousand-faced man interested in some treasures from our clan? But forget it, it’s better to be honest. Even if I’m not honest, I think he will steal it directly.

A trace of helplessness arose in Borno's heart. He had long heard of the fact that the Thousand Faces liked to steal, and the other party's speed was said to be unable to catch up with the peak of the Holy Realm, so he gave up the idea of ​​deceiving. After all, the person who could not spy on his third eye had proved that the other party's strength was much higher than his own, otherwise how could he not see anything?

Of course, what puzzled Borno was that he had seen the Thousand Faces Man twice, but every time he felt the other person's breath with his own breath, he could only notice that the other person's strength had just stepped into the threshold of a cultivator. No matter how he thought about this, was it because the other person liked to hide his strength and deliberately made his breath look only at the level of a junior cultivator?

Maybe that's it. Borno can only speculate this way.

Wuqi said softly: "Clan leader. I want to ask, is the witch pattern stick here right here?"

"Witch Pattern Staff?" Borno followed, and at the same time, he looked reminiscent in his eyes. After a moment, he suddenly said, "Oh. Are you talking about that thing. Why, little brother, do you want it?"

Wuqi nodded silently, and a strong smile appeared on his face.

That's great! It seems that this witch pattern stick is indeed here.

However, under the calm appearance of Borno, there was a hint of undetectable coldness. It was a gaze that looked like an eagle-eyed, extremely sharp. Wuqi noticed this inverted gaze, and he suddenly felt like his clothes were suddenly stripped naked, as if his body was exposed to the other person's eyes.

Witch Pattern Staff! Didn’t the Witch Pattern Staff be taken away by you before? He dared to pretend to be stupid in front of me. You are a thousand-faced man. Although I can’t beat you, I’m not afraid of you. You stole the Witch Pattern Staff more than a hundred years ago. Now you have been teasing me again after so long, OK! Today I insist on letting you know that our three-eyed tribe cannot be bullied at will.

In an instant, without any warning, Borno's sharp gaze was completely exposed, and at the same time, a golden light flashed on his forehead, and a third eye suddenly appeared. At the same time, the cloak on Borno's back immediately floated high, and no wind automatically. A huge and terrible aura immediately spreads rapidly around like a tide.

What's wrong?

Wuqi was shocked in his heart. A breath that he could not resist was suddenly like an invisible wall, sweeping over an extremely huge pressure, and instantly knocked down his body completely. There was no wind, but Wuqi's hair was blown up high automatically without wind.

As a series of muffled sounds like a continuous cannon appeared one after another, a series of agitations suddenly appeared in Wuqi's body, as if the internal organs suddenly burst. "Puff puff puff puff puff..." One mouthful of blood spurted out from Wuqi's mouth without any stop.

Everything came too quickly. From Wuqi's question to being seriously injured by the pressure released by Borno, all of this was completed in an instant. Wuqi had no time to react and was already hit. With a "bang", he fell heavily to the ground and spit out three mouthfuls of blood in succession, and then came back to his senses from the sneak attack that broke into it.

What a terrible attack, and this speed. It is not comparable to the level of a high-level cultivator. That prince is not an opponent of this patriarch. This kind of strength should be similar to that of the black-haired middle-aged mentor of the Axe Fighter Academy. Master-level powerhouse! He must be a master-level powerhouse!

The master-level strongman is different from Wuqi, and the advanced cultivators who are stronger than him. The master-level strongman is like a transformation of overall strength. Not only will the aura be more than ten times stronger than the level of a high-level cultivator, but the physical energy of the whole body will also undergo some essential changes at the moment of becoming a master-level strongman.

Moreover, the biggest difference from advanced cultivators is that if you want to become a master-level strongman, you must communicate with the world, and use your own understanding of the laws between heaven and earth to create a mystery that belongs only to yourself to successfully break through the boundaries of advanced cultivators and become a master-level strongman.

Of course, the difficulty of becoming a master-level strongman is far less than becoming a master-level strongman from a master-level strongman. Because the conditions for becoming a master-level strongman are not just about communicating with the world, understanding the mystery between the world, and creating a mystery that belongs only to oneself. What really blocks the master-level strongman outside the threshold of the holy realm is courage.

If you want to become a powerful person in the Holy Realm, in fact, the master-level powerhouse has enough understanding of the world, but there are only one or two people who can truly become a powerful person in the Holy Realm for hundreds of years. Sometimes one person is difficult to appear even for thousands of years. Why? It’s a simple truth. Don’t have enough courage.

If one's physical strength will undergo a transformation after becoming a master-level powerhouse, then one's physical strength will take a leap in one's physical strength. However, if one wants to obtain a leap in strength, one must pay the price, which means one must use lifelong cultivation as a bet.

It is like a single-plank bridge erected between the top floors of two tall buildings. Opposite it is the threshold for the powerful people in the Holy Realm. If you want to become a strong person in the Holy Realm, you must use your own life and your lifelong practice to bet. It can be said that only by paying equal importance to courage and wisdom and having enough good luck can you truly become a powerful person in the Holy Realm.

Therefore, many people have given up breakthroughs before the bottleneck of the peak of the master-level powerhouse. Although having a sacred realm can obtain eternal life, the cost is too high and the danger is too high. Almost few people will take risks for that slim hope.

"Captain, are you okay?" Wuqi looked at Nakelulu with a smile on his lips. Nakelulu shook her head silently. She was planning to mock Wuqi, but immediately she felt two terrible auras suddenly approaching, and almost in the blink of an eye, she forced them in front of them.

It's over!

As a magician, what she fears most in actual combat is close combat. Magicians are also the most taboo in close combat in actual combat. This is the deep-rooted thought in Nakelulu. She wants to use intermediate earth magic as soon as possible to trap the two silver lights, but unfortunately the opponent's speed is too fast. In addition, she was slightly injured just now and her head was a little dizzy. Even if she does it now, it is too late.

So, Nake Lulu's heart immediately became cold, as if her body had suddenly entered winter, and her internal organs, muscles and blood were completely frozen by fear and fear at this moment. Her heart forgot to tremble, and she actually entered a state of stagnation in an instant. Nake Lulu subconsciously swallowed her saliva, and she suddenly felt a suffocating.

Two silver lights suddenly flashed, and in an instant, they rushed to the girl like two extremely hungry monsters. Nakelulu subconsciously closed her eyes, and a deep sense of despair and unwillingness arose in her heart.

But just as lightning flashed, just before she closed her eyes, she accidentally caught a white light suddenly appeared in front of her, just like a white dragon suddenly breaking out of the water, and rushed forward into the two silver lights.

The speed was far less than the two silver lights, but the sudden appearance of the white light was even more radiant and its power was extremely terrifying. In the face of two violent collisions, the two unstoppable silver lights were directly slapped away, just like a kill in a table tennis ball, and it easily resolved the crisis instantly.

Nakelu rubbed her eyes in disbelief, looked at Wuqi who was blocking her and the book with white light in his hand. She pinched her face in disbelief. She felt the pain, and then asked in a discontinuous voice: "You... knocked them away?"
Chapter completed!