However, what Lin Fei didn't expect was that the power vented was so powerful that he almost hurt himself.

"Is that the red-haired real person so strong?"

You should know that there are also strengths and weaknesses in the Dharma body.

As powerful as Lin Banhu, he killed the Nine Yin with one sword, amazed the entire Luofu Realm. If it were a magic weapon made by Lin Banhu, he would probably blow it away as soon as it was broken down.

In Lin Fei's contact, except for the perverts like Lin Banhu, the magic weapons that came from other Dharmakayas were not as exaggerated as possible.

When I was doing this decomposition in the past, although I experienced some twists and turns, the overall process was still smooth, at least I didn’t almost hurt myself as I am now.

This situation now only shows that the person who refined this stone sword had reached a very exaggerated level of cultivation. Just part of the power vented was enough to pose a threat to his life...

only…

It is rumored that although Chifa Zhenren is strong, he is not as strong as Lin Banhu...

Maybe I was wrong? This stone sword was actually not refined by the Red Hair Real Person, but was from another, a more powerful Dharma body hand?

However, if you want to understand these completely, you have to completely decompose this magic weapon to explore its essence...

In this way, a vicious cycle is formed...

"never mind."

After thinking for a long time, Lin Fei felt that based on the information in front of him, he could not come up with any clues when he died. He shook his head and threw it into the underworld.

Anyway, the future is long, and I will still have to stay in this ruins for a while...

Don't rush for a moment, just explore it slowly...

After throwing the black air into the underworld, Lin Fei no longer thought about it and began to warm up the three ten thousand soul bead seeds that were soaking in the innate spiritual energy...

...

Just as Lin Fei was concentrating on refining treasures, two people came to Fenggui Cliff more than three thousand miles outside the refining treasure mountain...

One of them is Lin Fei’s acquaintance, who has come to visit Lin Fei Wushan on his own initiative.

The other person is a strong man with a square face.

He was wearing a simple animal skin, with a strong bronze chest exposed, and his figure was even taller than the already burly Wushan.

When standing there, it was like an iron tower.

On this Fenggui Cliff, sharp wind blows day and night, blowing all the floating soil on the surface. The exposed pieces of strange rocks looked extremely sharp, and some were like small knives.

However, the strong man was barefoot and strode on the ground full of sharp and strange rocks. His bronze face did not change his color, and he walked forward towards the top of the Fenggui Cliff.

"Brother, I don't know when you asked you to come back. By the way, how are the ancestral lands outside our country? Is there any news..."

As the dignified young leader of the Wu clan, Wushan's face was quite excited when he was talking.

In fact, it is no wonder that this is true. Not to mention Wushan, even the elders in the clan dare not be presumptuous when facing this strong man.

Because, this strong man is called Wu Ming.

Just as Wushan calls it, Wu Ming is his elder brother, the eldest son of the leader of the witch clan, and is also the only genius among this generation of witch clans.

When I was born, my room was full of blood and almost collapsed.

According to the elder who preserved all the classics in the clan, the richness of the bloodline of this witch clan is enough to be compared with the great witches in ancient times.

Later, he completed his first witchcraft at the age of three. A cultivation method hidden in his bloodline emerged. He could give birth to a monster at the age of five, and to tie the adult witch warriors at the age of nine...

When he officially became an adult, even the elders of the clan did not dare to face his attack.

It can be said that the young people in this generation of clan were all abused by the eldest sons of the clan...

Fortunately, just as Wu Ming became an adult, he had a deep conversation with his father and gave up the position of the young clan leader to Wushan. He walked out of the ruins and walked around the world to find several ruins left by the witch clan back then...

His departure not only made the young people in the clan feel relieved, but even Jiang Zhong and others feel that they have relieved a lot of pressure...

Although Wushan is already the young patriarch, after his elder brother comes back, he still feels awe as usual.

Over the years of growth experience, he knew very clearly that there would be one clan leader in all generations, but a person like his elder brother who had the opportunity to lead the witch clan out of the ruins may not be able to produce one for thousands of years...

Now, after Wu Ming glanced at his younger brother, his square face couldn't help but frown: "How old is he, he is still so panicked, what do you look like?"

“Yes, yes…”

Wushan can be said to have grown up from the lessons of his elder brother since childhood. Now he has been taught a few more words, but he is quite skillful and straightforward in admitting his mistakes. However, after admitting his mistakes, he continued to ask curiously: "So, brother, have you gained anything outside? I said in the clan classics that there seem to be a lot of ruins of the witch clan outside..."

Seeing his younger brother's face, he looked like he would not give up until he got the answer, Wu Ming shook his head helplessly and said, "It's not that easy. Over the years, the relics recorded in classics have either disappeared with time, or they have been dug up long ago, and there are very few things left."

"That's how..."

When Wushan heard this, he couldn't help but show regret. Although he knew that the ruins left behind in the rush of the Wu clan were defeated back then would definitely be divided up, but when he heard this news, he was still a little disappointed...

"However, in a place called Fulijie, there are many survivors of our tribe hidden in the past. However, their inheritance has been lost, and now they are living a miserable life..."

"There is nothing to do about this..."

Wu Shan shook his head and smiled bitterly, his face a little bitter. This one is actually one of the remains, but thanks to the large scale back then and there was a great witch to protect him, it could be preserved.

Even so, it is not easy for my own branch to survive, and I cannot get out of the ruins and save those same tribes...
Chapter completed!