The battle in the air was a bit gorgeous, and it started to fight as soon as it was said.

The powerful man in the Broken Sky Realm had extremely terrifying energy. The entire sky was filled with almost all kinds of energy, and the strong wind swept across the entire space.

The red flame wood forest below is sometimes destroyed in a large area.

"Hey, come in, let's step back first."

Ye Yiqiuhua looked at Wang Tian in a daze at the sky, and shouted loudly.

When I came in, I naturally walked into the car.

This carriage is engraved with magic circles, which can greatly avoid the impact of battle.

The three Phantom Spirit tribe members went downstairs to carry back their bodies to the same tribe and walked into the car first.

However, Wang Tian shook his head and slowly took off.

Seeing this, Ye Yiqiuhua was shocked. What did this guy want to do?

"Hey, why are you doing? Come down now!"

Ye Yiqiuhua didn't want this indigenous human race to die like this. With the relationship between the human race and the Phantom Spirit race, she, the saint of Baiqiu City, has the responsibility to protect her.

Compared with the identity of the Earth Sun people, Ye Yiqiuhua prefers this ancestral world. There is not so much hatred between races, but there is only one common enemy, the Witch Clan.

Full of magical illusions, no need to worry about hatred between the country and the country, your talents are maximized.

Moreover, the master here is obviously countless times stronger than the master on Earth...

However, at this time, as the sound of the flute became louder, the momentum of the witch was still rising that day.

In just a few breaths, it was almost at the peak of the Broken Heaven Realm, but it did not break through the level 100.

The originally colorful sky was shrouded in the huge black air column on the Tianwu's body. With a wave of his hand, a terrifying black fog blade was like a scattered space and pierced through the sky.

The two spiritual masters have transformed into their original bodies and even summoned several phantoms of powerful heavenly foxes on the ancient gods.

As the special Phantom Spirit tribe, they themselves possess this ability.

Summon the universe and the illusion of yin and yang.

The great achievement of magic and magic.

Unfortunately, the witch seemed to be immortal and had endless wars that day.

"Some Spirit Lord dares to yell with me? Do you know that Bai Xuan Ling Lord was a thousand years ago?"

The man in white stood on the shoulders of the Heavenly Witch, as if he was a god, with long hair floating, but exuding a hint of wildness.

At this time, the two spiritual masters were already standing in the distance in dejected manner, their bodies were ragged, and the spiritual patterns carved on their bodies were extremely dim, and they obviously had no power to fight.

"Bai Xuan Lingzun...is one of the greatest spiritual masters in Baiqiu City... do you know him?"

Huan Yue Lingzun said hoarsely, the red flame wood forest below had been affected by the battle, turning into black charcoal dead wood, which was heartbreaking to look at.

Hearing this, the man in white said lightly: "Didn't he tell you...Who helped him when he was a useless person?"

Hearing this, the two spiritual masters murmured: "It seems like a young man who likes to play the flute. He once taught Qingxuan Ling Master a year..."

When they said they were fighting here, the two of them suddenly stopped, and the young man in white was shocked.

Playing the flute?

Could it be that he taught Bai Xuanlingzun?

"…Understood?"

The young man in white shook his head, "So quickly teach Tianlizhan, I will spare you two of you. If you are willing to pursue anyone, I can also give you a great fortune! In the future, you will not need to worship Ye Zu in the Tianli illusion world."

Seeing this, everyone was stunned.

Ye Yiqiuhua below was also stunned. Neither of the two spiritual masters was the match of the young man. Judging from the words, it seemed that he had a very close relationship with the great Bai Xuan Lingzun.

Could this person be from ancient times?

Unfortunately, the two spiritual masters still gritted their teeth and did not speak.

Although Qingxuan Lingzun is one of the largest spiritual masters in Baiqiu City, he once took charge of the Tianli Illusion World instead of the God of Ying, and was the supreme existence. However, after being discovered by the God of Ying, he personally took action to suppress and destroy it!

"It seems that I don't want to."

The young man in white shrugged, "I don't want good fortune, I have to be stupid. You are not only you, but also your disciples and Tianli Fantasy World will be implicated. Could it be that you can still expect the God of Ying and the Ancestor Ye to save you?"

"The God of Ying fought against the Witch God in the void with the rest of the world masters. As for the Ye Zu... an ancestor who has disappeared for 100,000 years is no matter how powerful he is, he might have left this world long ago."

After hearing the words of the young man in white, the two of them turned pale again.

Ye Yiqiuhua below also looked at him in a daze. He didn't know what the two masters would choose, but for a moment he even forgot Wang Tian.

But at this moment, a faint voice sounded:

"Since you are so powerful, you might as well have fun with me, the minion under Ye Zu..."

"Um?"

The young man in white frowned and looked at the human child, just about to speak, the next moment.

The other person's figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Seeing this, the young man in white suddenly shrank suddenly. Before he could react, the flute in his hand had already appeared in the other person's hand.

Immediately, a slap that fell from the sky slapped the wizard, which was a hundred meters high, into a ball of meat paste.

Although this young man was a phantom, he was slapped through the space and still made a crisp and loud sound.

Immediately afterwards, the body of the young man in white churned in the air and began to become illusory.

As the phantom slowly disappeared, the shock in his pupils did not disappear.

"You...who are you?"

A vast voice came, but he had disappeared.

——

In the vast world, in a bamboo forest, in a wooden house.

shoot!

A loud slap suddenly rang out, and then, the young man sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed suddenly opened his eyes, and the stars reflected in his eyes flashed in a flash.

"Interesting, the little minion of Ye Zu? I didn't expect that there were such powerful people under those gods of the realm... "

Ling Zutian rubbed the slap on his face.

A slap can cause yourself to live in the Witch Wheel Heavenly Vein, the eight or nine heavenly bodies, and have been transformed for thousands of years, to be damaged through space.

"Some means... are you, is it the elite warrior that Ye Zu secretly trained?"

Ling Zutian was interested and thought about it.

"That's right... it's not in vain for 80,000 years in this world... I don't know, when the Night Ancestor is paying memorials, it depends on whether you have the ability to protect the lord god in your world..."

——

In the Tianli Fantasy Realm, two spiritual masters looked at the human young man like sculptures.

Just...it's over?

The two looked at each other, looking at the Tianwu who had turned into a mountain range below.

The witch clan is not an entity, but is mostly transformed from the five elements of heaven and earth, but has inherently powerful spiritual power. After death, it will naturally return to the five elements.

"This slap...is too terrifying... When did the human race have such a powerful tribe?"

Huan Yue Lingzun recalled the unexpected moment just now. The young man in white probably did not come to his senses either.

"You...you, who?"

Qionghai Lingzun glanced at the dull disciple below. It seemed that this human child had something to do with his disciple?

Wang Tian took the flute and glanced at it for a few times, then threw it to the two of them boredly.

"That day witch's strength was all in this flute, and it had nothing to do with the young man in white. This thing is an acquired treasure... You are a bit stupid to defeat him."

The implication is that it is a stupid choice to fight against Tianwu.

If the two of them had not been angered by the young man in white just now, they might have thought about this.

The young man in white seemed arrogant, but in fact he was indeed diverting the attention of both of them.

Otherwise, it would be very simple to grab the flute of a phantom character with the strength of the two.

Otherwise, Wang Tian would not have even failed to show his true body and would easily make that Tianwu.

"…Forehead."

These words made the two of them wake up as if they were dreaming, and their old faces became hot.

Ye Yiqiuhua below opened her mouth slightly, and looked at her master's scolding, feeling a little unreal... She remembered that this is how she was trained.

Inexplicably, Ye Yiqiuhua developed a strong interest in Wang Tian.

A young indigenous strong man!

Saved Master and his own group.
To be continued...