Chapter 1169 Shadow of the Ancestral Witch
At this time, Nuo Po and the young man in brocade robes fought faster and faster, and the strength they used was getting stronger and stronger.
Both of them appeared in phantom, overlapping in the dim sky, with light and shadow interlaced, dazzling people.
Because the divine light emitted by the fight shone with brilliant colors in the gray world, like fireworks in the night sky.
"These lights... seem to be a kind of law power?" Mu Linger couldn't help but tremble with fear when she saw such a scene.
When Nuo Po's halberd and the young man's golden stick attacked, it seemed that endless power was attached to the weapons.
All kinds of mysterious powers merged with each other, and actually simulated the power of the law of heaven.
This made them completely form a collision of the power of law when they fought each other. Such a fight has exceeded the contest between ordinary cultivators. Therefore, the battle between the two sides seemed extremely thrilling.
"Good boy, not bad!" The young man in brocade robe found that Nuo Po's aura was constantly improving, and he was obviously interested.
The aura of the young man in brocade robes became stronger and stronger, and the power contained in each blow began to shatter the world.
The unyielding fighting spirit emanating from the young man was even stronger than that of Nuo Po.
You know, after Nuo Po forcibly improved his cultivation through the Aotian Fighting Will Technique, he was just able to tie with the young man in brocade robes. Afterwards, the young man in brocade robes did not give Nuo Po too many opportunities at all, and his speed and strength began to double in an instant.
The speed of the golden iron stick in his hand was as fast as lightning, which made people feel afraid.
And as they fought each other, a large amount of information containing the power of the law entered Nuo Po's mind, making his understanding of the rules of the world more and more intense.
Nuo Po was immersed in the battle at this time and had forgotten the concept of time, just like Fang Yang in the Immortal Mansion World, borrowing the power of the Immortal Mansion rules to enter enlightenment.
Time seemed to have no meaning to him, and everything he experienced seemed both fast and long.
Nuo Po seemed to be fighting in enlightenment! It was more like enlightenment in battle!
"This junior is really gifted. He actually fell into battle enlightenment while fighting with me! No wonder he was favored by the ancestor witch!" The young man in brocade robe couldn't help but marvel! Because this state of battle enlightenment of Nuo Po is also rare for the ancient witch clan.
At this moment, all kinds of giants appeared behind Nuo Po - that is Gong Gong, that is Zhu Rong, that is Di Jiang...
"Actually..." Seeing such a scene, the white-haired Meng Po, who had always been indifferent, couldn't help but be moved. She hesitated to speak, her eyes were a little wet, but in the end, the tears did not flow out, but quietly dissipated.
After that, her eyes changed to a kind of relief and a kind of remembrance.
A moment later, the ancient great witches who were famous in the prehistoric world began to appear beside the ancestor witch's phantom.
It was Xingtian, Xiangliu, Jiufeng, Kuafu, and Houyi...
Their power was surging, as if roaring in the long river of time and space, and waves of unyielding fighting spirit filled the world, even making the power of the law tremble.
This is the ancient witch, the indomitable witch clan between heaven and earth!
They never surrender, even in the face of the rules of the world, they still fight proudly!
Cut off my head, I still dance with weapons, and the battle will never end!
The scorching sun is raging, I dare to chase, even if I exhaust my life!
The ten suns are in trouble, I dare to shoot them down directly, even if I bear endless cause and effect, I dare to fight for the destiny of survival for all living beings!
The ancient witch, that is the love of life, the unyielding to tyranny!
It is the eternal struggle and will between heaven and earth!
It is a power that is always fighting and always throbbing.
It is the first bird that always fights for the interests of all living beings, even if it is destroyed, it must fight!
It is this kind of resistance and unyielding power that has inspired generations of witches, and even generations of endless creatures in the prehistoric world.
It is because of this spirit of resistance that the Heavenly Dao will always be in awe of the will of all living beings.
This is the meaning of the existence of the witches.
"Witch! Fight!" Nuo Po closed his eyes and chanted the ancient sound in the battle. After a moment, his strength increased rapidly.
The power phantoms of the ancient ancestors and great witches permeated his body. These powers superimposed each other, allowing him to improve by leaps and bounds.
"It's getting more and more interesting!" Seeing this scene, the young man in brocade robes changed his face and began to become more serious.
The young man waved the golden stick to resist Nuo Po's attack like a storm. He smiled and said, "Yes, now I finally have some of the appearance that the descendants of the witches should have!"
As Nuo Po's power increased, the laws around him turned into shining runes and continued to gather towards him.
His power was quickly replenished and reached its peak in an instant.
Although Nuo Po did not open his eyes, and did not even use his divine sense to detect, he could accurately judge the attack of the young man in brocade robes.
"Boom boom boom..." The two of them continued to fight in the sky, and the battle erupted with terrifying thunder sounds.
That was a charge of power, and even a clash of the power of law!
Of course, after dozens of moves every time, the result was that Nuo Po was directly beaten away, and even beaten black and blue, extremely embarrassed.
But at this time, Nuo Po got up again and continued to challenge because of his fearlessness.
Getting up again and again, failing again and again, Nuo Po's unyielding will became more and more in line with Aotian's fighting will.
"Grandma, tell them to stop fighting. Brother Nuo Po seems to have been beaten badly!" Mu Ling'er said with some worry.
"What are you afraid of? Which child of the Wu clan has not been beaten after birth? They all grew up being beaten. The more they are beaten, the better they grow!" White-haired Meng Po smiled and said, "Don't worry, this is a necessary process for his growth. Only in this way can he quickly become a true descendant of the Wu clan."
Nuo Po's mastery of the Aotian Battle Intention Art is constantly improving because he fought with the young man in brocade robes in anger.
Soon he reached a perfect state, so that his strength no longer continued to grow, but his fighting skills became more perfect in every battle.
"Aotian Battle Intention! Fight! Fight! Fight!" Nuo Po is still forcing himself to mobilize his potential and want to stimulate the power of the Aotian Battle Intention Art, but it seems that no matter how much he stimulates with strength, he can no longer increase his strength.
Nuo Po is at a bottleneck, which is a limit that he cannot break for a while. It is estimated that it will not take long for Nuo Po to wake up from his epiphany and end this precious practice.
However, at this moment, the young man showed a satisfied smile, as if he had waited for a very good opportunity.