...With Qingfeng Boyu Master being summoned by the rose banner and mourning stick, Xing Tianyi felt that his heart was empty, neither sadness nor anger. Perhaps at this moment, the two felt only numbness. This was the first time since Xing Tian Jiufeng followed the twelve ancestor witches to fight the prehistoric world for billions of years, it was the two of them who had this feeling.

Xing Tian and Jiufeng stood up, but they didn't say anything. Xing Tian carefully fiddled with the Gan Qi magic axe and Gan Qi magic shield in his hand, and Jiufeng grabbed the broken jade hook in his hand tightly. The two looked at each other and suddenly roared together: "Kill!" and rushed towards the Netherworld Blood Sea Army without hesitation. Now, there are more than a dozen people on the side of Xuanmu Island, just the late Jinxian masters. Xing Tian and Jiufeng rushed to the formation like this, probably no different from suicide.

Perhaps, for the witch warriors, the best ending is to die in the battlefield! Xing Tian and Jiufeng danced the weapons in their hands with a determination to die. Every axe and every hook seemed to have a thousand pounds of force, which released all the murderous auras of the great witches for billions of years. It really made everyone feel very depressed and stern. Xing Tian and Jiufeng even killed everyone backwards for a time. They couldn't get close to each other. The Ximing military advisor Zhuge Kongming, who was watching the battle next to him, was furious and shouted: "Is there no golden immortal on my Xuanmu Island? Are the only two great witches also bothering the quasi-saints on Xuanmu Island?"

Everyone's face was red. In fact, there were some late-stage masters of the Golden Immortal on Xuanmu Island, including the Macaque King, Bull Demon King, Rakshasa Girl, Supreme Treasure, Liu'er Zan Monkey, Red Boy, Yuan Tu, Abi and dozens of others. Ding. They were all good at melee combat. They were also quite famous in the three realms of heaven and earth. Everyone did not expect Xing Tian Jiufeng to be so desperate that they could not adapt well for a while, and they were forced to retreat by Xing Tian Jiufeng and the others. When they were scolded by Zhuge Kongming, they realized that if today's battle was spread, they would just hit the wall and die. It was really embarrassing. They had no shame to continue to hang out in the three realms of heaven and earth!

The three monkeys including Supreme Treasure were also spiritual creatures of heaven and earth, and were born for war. How could they bear the stimulation of Zhuge Kongming? Their brains immediately burst into blood and their faces turned red. They shouted "Jijiwawa" and rushed to swing the stick. Others were there with you and I supported you.

Although Xing Tian and Jiufeng were brave, they could not beat four hands with two fists, and the opponent's cultivation magic weapon was no worse than the two. Xing Tian and Jiufeng could not fight for a long time, and the aura in their hearts slowly ejaculated. They gradually became unsupported by the siege of the crowd. After a while, Xing Tian and Jiufeng were all hung up everywhere. The body was covered with wounds and blood flowed continuously. Fortunately, the two were strong in their bodies, and they gritted their teeth and ignored these things, and kept waving the weapons in their hands.

How could the three monkeys, including Supreme Treasure, see that Xing Tian Jiufeng's bravery is still above his own? The three formed the Heaven and Earth Spirit Monkey Formation. Under the cover of everyone, they raised the treasures in their hands and smashed them. With the crackling sound of iron, Xing Tian Jiufeng and the other two finally knocked to the ground.

Everyone in Xuanmu Island admired the courage of Xing Tian and Jiufeng. Seeing that they could not move at this moment, they couldn't bear to take action personally. Besides, everyone besieged the two of them. It took so long to take them down, and now the overall situation is settled. After all, everyone felt a little unfair to win. Zhuge Kongming stepped forward, shook the Wanyu Fan in his hand, and said to Xing Tian and Jiufeng. "Xing Tian, ​​Jiufeng, I miss you, you are also a hero who has come from the ancient prehistoric world. It is not the original intention to get involved in the battle between the witch clan and the human race. I have had several encounters with us, the ancestor of Xuanmu Island. You should commit suicide when you wait!"

"Hehe, "Well. My brothers were grateful to Taoist Xuanmu. Today, they died at your hands. They could be considered as repaying Taoist Xuanmu's grudges, so that they would not let my brothers go to hell, and they felt sorry for Taoist Xuanmu!" Xing Tian and Jiufeng heard Zhuge Kongming's words, smiled bitterly, and muttered to themselves while covering their wounds. Xing Tian was hit on the chest by Supreme Treasure's golden cudgel, and Jiufeng was hit on the younger generation by Liu'er Mihou's Qingtian stick, both of which were internally injured.

Suddenly, Xing Tian roared and said to the Supreme Treasure who injured himself, "Don't be that monkey, don't be proud. I will ask you. Please give me a honest answer. If you fight alone with me or the Jiufeng Witch, can you go through ten thousand moves in the hands of this witch's magic axe or the Jiufeng Witch's broken jade hook?" Xing Tianping was very proud of himself, and his courage and competitiveness were famous in the world. He was defeated by the crowd of Xuanmu Island today. He was very dissatisfied. He had to fight for a high or low position when he was dying.

The monkeys such as Supreme Treasure were really proud. They wanted to wink at Zhuge Kongming who started to scold him. You know, the monkeys have never been scolded so much since they were born? At this moment, when the monkeys heard Xing Tian’s words, they were suddenly despaired and had a bitter face.

"Fight alone. I really can't go through ten thousand moves under your hands. I will definitely lose. No wonder I always criticize me, saying that I am a monkey and cannot calm down and practice martial arts. There is a time when I lose the face of Xuanmu Island." Supreme Treasure held the golden stick in his hand and thought for a while. He said sadly: "Among the masters of the Golden Immortal Realm, I am afraid that the only ones who can compare with the two great witches are Bai Ze, Fei Lian, plan, and Ying Meng, the four demons of the demon clan." Zi Zunbao said this. The golden immortals present were speechless. The golden immortals present were all speechless. The golden immortals present drank and ate meat and fought together every day. Chuan Yaobei's strength was very clear. It was a matter of half a dozen. The truth of Gu Zun Baodao.

Xing Tian nodded with satisfaction when he heard the first half of Supreme Treasure. He was arrogant and looked very arrogant. When he heard the second half of Supreme Treasure, Xing Tian changed his face and did not care about the pain in his chest. He frowned and said furiously, "Don't be that monkey, you are so ignorant. Bai Ze, Fei Lian, plan, Ying Meng's four demon generals are amazing. Can they be compared with my brothers and Jiufeng? We will kill them four. We will also kill them to throw away their armor and call the sky and the earth. When the Lichs in the prehistoric world were fighting each other, I, Jiufeng, Houzhen, and Kuafu fought with the ten demon generals. What ability do they have to compare with our brothers? I am so angry! Cough cough." Xing Tian was excited. He coughed violently and vomited blood.

"Xing Tian. You should save money! Now I am going to see Di Jiang and other eleven ancestor witches. What's the use of these false names?" Jiufeng saw Xing Tian vomiting blood. He only stroked Xing Tian's junior with his hand to let Xing Tian pass away. Jiufeng suddenly looked at the broken jade hook in his hand and sighed, "Oh! But after my brother died, the four demon generals will be the best in the three realms of the world. It's really unwilling to accept it."

There is no way to be willing to be willing to accept it. Xing Tian and Jiufeng looked at the bodies and broken limbs and feet of the witch warriors under the walls of the capital, as well as the witch warriors who were still being chased by the Ximing warriors. Xing Tian and Jiufeng looked at each other. A needle-like pain rose in their hearts, which made them almost pick up. Whether the Thirteen Ancestral Witches come or not today, the poor witch tribe has been recuperating in the Wuzhu Temple in Beijuluzhou for billions of years since the battle of Lich Buzhou Mountain, and only has 100,000 warriors. In this battle alone, the vitality is severely damaged without thousands of years, and the witch tribe is difficult to recover.

"Can you wait to see my Houzhen brother? Help us a lot of help. Xing Tian Jiufeng and the others suddenly said to the people of Xuanmu Island: "After our brothers die, we will bury our brothers and the witch warriors who died in Dadu today!" Seeing that, everyone in Xuanmu Island nodded. Xing Tian Jiufeng and the others were no longer nostalgic. They closed their eyes, raised the weapon in their hands, and were about to smash it off their heads.

Beijuluzhou, the Ancestral Witch Temple. The saint of the Witch clan, Wu Shisan, showed the true body of the great god Pangu. He held the Chaos Treasure Kaitian Chisel in his hand, his face was solemn, and he sat upright in the center of the hall. Twelve evil auras around Wu Shisan, and faint sounds of lightning and thunder came from it. The direction pointed by the twelve evil auras corresponded one by one with the statues of the twelve ancestor witches in the Ancestral Witch Temple. On top of Wu Shisan's head, there were three clear air floating there, which was particularly dazzling.

The army of Xuanmu Island besieged the capital of the Witch Clan. The Witch Clan is about to be defeated. Although Wu Shisan is in seclusion, how could he not know? However, the days are too short. Wu Shisan has worked hard for many years and cannot refine the three Pangu gods that Demon Zuluo gave him.

If I don’t refine the soul of this great god Pangu, even if I go out of seclusion, it will be difficult to resist the joint attack of the three saints of Nvshi, Kong Xuanxuan and Han Fei on Xuanmu Island, let alone when the Xuanmu Taoist will return from the universe outside the sky. Will my Wu Shisan Jiu be so arrogant? No. My Wu Shisan Jue will not admit defeat. My Wu Shisan must refine the soul of Pangu. As long as I Wu Shisan refined this soul of Pangu, I will have the strength to open the world. I will kill the three saints of Nuwa, Kong Xuan, and Han Fei first. Then I will go to the universe outside the sky to chase the Taoist of Xuanmu, even the Taoist ancestor Hongjun and the demon ancestor Luo Mian. My Wu Shisan is not afraid with the heavenly chisel in my hand.

Wu Shisan looked at the three clear airs. A sharp look flashed in his eyes and thought that he didn't care about so much now. No matter what the price he paid, he had to refine the Pangu's soul. Wu Shisan violently pushed his heart and slammed his chest hard. "Dongdong" was like beating a tea drum, and the sound was deafening. When Wu Shisan hit the twelfth, Wu Shisan's face was flushed. With a "wow", Wu Shisan sprayed out blood like a broken water. As soon as the blood reached the air, it "suddenly" separated and turned into twelve portions. It flew to the twelve evil auras around Wu Shisan.

The twelve evil spirits were poured by the blood spitting out of Wu Shisan's mouth, and immediately stopped moving, and surrounded the drop of blood and became strangely solidified. In a moment, they turned into twelve drops of red blood. Wu Shisan waved the heaven-opening chisel in his hand, and the twelve drops of blood, "Hurriedly flew in all directions, like an arrow from a string, and each hidden straight into the statue of the twelve ancestor witches. After receiving a drop of blood, the statue of the twelve witch tribe, which was originally white jade, was slowly turning red, becoming more and more red, and it was shocking in the dim light of the Ancestral Witch Temple.

When the statue of the twelve ancestor witches turned completely red, Wu Shisan shouted loudly: "Start up" and heard a harsh sound of "rattle". Seeing the statue of the twelve ancestor witches slowly rising from the ground as if reluctantly, flying towards Wu Shisan. Wu Shisan inserted the heaven-opening chisel behind him. Then he shouted loudly, stretched out his hands and placed it on his head, bounced his fingers out of thin air, and pinched out of thin air such as gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, rain, thunder, electricity, space, time, weather, etc., which were the various elements of the ancient times controlled by the twelve ancestor witches and touched the world.

After Wu Shisan finished pinching the twelve magic tricks, the twelve statues of the ancestor witches also flew to Wu Shisan's body. Wu Shisan's fingertips bursts of the heaven and earth aura were flying out of the eyes, and flew towards the twelve statues of the ancestor witches. They completely surrounded the twelve statues of the ancestor witches, and were surrounded by the evil spirits of the heaven and earth. The twelve statues of the ancestor witches seemed to be compressed by a huge invisible force. Suddenly, they gradually became smaller and smaller, and a constant sound of "bang bang" came. It seemed as if the bones were broken. At this time, pieces of heaven and earth aura were rising, and the twelve statues of the ancestor witches suddenly disappeared. They turned into the twelve evil spirits, lingering around Wu Shisan's body.

"Huhe"...Huhe..." Wu Shisan's mouth was still bloody, and his eyes were red, like a wild beast that wanted to choose someone to eat. He roared to the sky. With the sound of roaring, Wu Shisan suddenly pulled out the Kaitian Chime behind him and made a circle around him. Then he stirred forward and saw the twelve evil spirits and the three clear airs above Wu Shisan's head flew quickly to the Kaitian Chime. Wu Shisan held Kaitian Chime tightly with his hands. His whole body turned into a round bead. He suddenly looked straight at the statue of Pangu God in front of the Ancestral Witch Temple and collided with him.

"Damn it, it's because of not being a son of man. Wu Shisan is so brave! How dare you take such a trick?! It's really angering me!" In the nameless small valley at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, another witch clan saint, Houtu Zuwu Xing, who had already lived in seclusion, opened his eyebrows angrily, and his white long skirt shook with his body. It was obviously extremely angry. Even if Wu Shisan's actions in the Ancestral Witch Temple could be hidden from the world, how could the Houtu Zuwu not know about it?!

Houtu ancestor witch looked at the direction of the ancestor witch temple, even though he had been quiet and virginity for billions of years. This Xuan couldn't help but curse: "The statues of Pangu Father God and the twelve ancestor witches are the origin of the witch clan. My witch clan only practices physical body. Without the primordial spirit, all the people rely on the statues of Pangu Father God and the twelve ancestor witches to maintain their spiritual and mental power. When the twelve ancestor witches were established together in the past, they set a curse. The statues of Pangu Father God and the twelve ancestor witches are there. The statues of Pangu Father God and the twelve ancestor witches are there. The statues of Pangu Father God and the twelve ancestor witches are there, and the witch clan will die! Wu Shisan, you are really crazy. Do you want to make your own selfish selfishness and let the foundation of my witch clan be destroyed for the sake of your own life?"

Although Wu Shisan was in a violent state, how could he not hear the words of Houtu Ancestor Witch? But now, Wu Shisan has no room for turning back. A thought in his mind suddenly remembered: When I can unify the three realms of heaven and earth, with my Wu Shisan's ability, what's wrong with carving thousands of statues? Houtu Ancestor Witch is really a woman's kindness! Wu Shisan snorted coldly and continued to bump forward.

"The entire Ancestral Witch Temple was overturned by powerful energy. It exploded without a trace. The three realms of heaven and earth were trembling, and a violent swaying. Geff's might collapse at any time. When everything returned to peace, the statue of Pangu God had turned into nothing. Instead, a man with a bearded man holding a chisel in the sky was like a pangu God. He looked like the Pangu God that Li Song saw in the universe outside the sky, Wu Shisan gathered the spiritual power that the witch clan had inherited for billions of years. Finally, he refined the Pangu soul that the demon ancestor Luo Mian gave to the three Taoist primordial spirits.

The difference is that the Pangu master Li Song saw was righteous and majestic all his life. He was mighty and heroic. He was a part of his life and made people feel a kind of affinity that wanted to bow down at first sight. Although this Pangu master master cultivated by Wu Shisan was majestic, he always made people feel a violent aura that spreads from his bones to destroy the world.

"Hahahaha" Wu Shisan's great achievements were completed, and he couldn't resist the ecstasy in his heart. He burst into laughter. In the laughter, Wu Shisan seemed to see himself holding the open sky chisel and standing high above the sky outside the sky, accepting the worship of all living beings in the world.

Two figures flew from afar, one holding a cross in his hand, and the other holding a Quran. It was the Christian living Jesus and the Islamic leader Mohammed. Jesus and the two leaned over and knelt down on the ground without hesitation, and said, "Disciple Jesus Mohammed congratulated the Thirteenth Ancestor Witch on coming out of seclusion!" After pausing, the two saw that Wu Shisan had no reaction, but only shook their whole body and turned their minds very quickly. The two slapped themselves and slapped themselves, with a charming look on their faces, and said, "Disciple should die. Disciple should die. In fact, the disciple should no longer be called the Thirteenth Ancestor Witch. They should be called the First Witch!"

"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay. It's just a temporary title, it doesn't matter what it calls it!" Wu Shisan was very satisfied with the performance of Jesus and Mohammed, and also enjoyed the feeling of holding on to others' life and death.

Wu Shisan laughed again, patted Jesus and Mohammed on the shoulders, and said proudly, but that tone. It is obvious that "a temporary title, nothing matters." After encouraging the two, he called himself the "first witch".

Jesus Mohammed and the other two did not forget the serious matter and said to Wu Shisan: "Report to the First Witch, the members of Xuanmu Island are now attacking the Mongolian capital of our witch tribe. The two great witches Xing Tian Jiufeng are in danger. Please ask the First Witch to help you quickly!"
Chapter completed!