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The hall was filled with chaos and the yin and yang energy flowed. The brilliant word "Witch" had an indescribable charm.

But at this moment, since Ye Su finished speaking, it was silent. This moment of silence was enough for him and Hou Tu to turn thousands of thoughts into practice.

Her beautiful hair flutters gently, and her moon-white fairy clothes set off her graceful and proud fairy posture. Her skin is white, like carved from mutton fat jade. Although her gorgeous face is deeply tired, her beautiful pupils are as clear as autumn water, with her own persistence and decision!

After all, she is not the blue-shirt witch dancing alone on the lake.

Now Houtu is the only ancestor witch of the Witch Clan who holds the Demon-Slaying God Sword in his hand and cuts off millions of elite demon clan elites with one sword, and then divides the prehistoric world with one sword!

Under the amethyst jade, it gradually became hazy, like a dream and an illusion. With an unreal feeling, the world was deserted and silent, and then flourished, and was growing and dying. The great way was clear and empty, empty, and unpredictable, and never died.

"The eleven brothers and sisters... did not really die. Their essence and blood source from Pangu is still there... may not have no chance to live out the second life."

Houtu looked at the empty throne beside him with sadness and remembrance and said, "How can I destroy the remaining glimmer of life for myself just to achieve enlightenment?"

It seems that Ye Su is not the only one who comprehended the secret of heaven, and realized that the twelve ancestor witches had the opportunity to achieve Hunyuan. I am afraid that during the Lich War, Houtu understood this when the twelve ancestor witches were united in order to cut out the third sword and the twelve ancestor witches were integrated.

But despite this, after the Lich War, she still separated Pangu's essence and blood inherited by the other eleven ancestor witches from her body.

"Maybe with the essence and blood left by Pangu, how many years will it take? Tens of thousands of years? Millions of years? Tens of millions of years?"

Ye Su was like a villain coming to the door, pressing step by step, and said without hesitation: "Look at this Pure Land can hold on until then?"

"Look at the witch clan full of Pure Land can survive until that time?"

"Can you... last until that time?"

After entering the Pure Land, Ye Su used his spiritual eyes to see the entire Pure Land of the Witch Clan clearly. At this moment, he was isolated from the secrets of the outside world, so that the places where the Witch Clan hid in it could breathe were supported by Houtu.

During the past century, while fighting against the pressure of the blame of the entire clan against the law of heaven, he used an ancestor witch to connect with other eleven drops of essence and blood to barely support the twelve heavenly evil formations that protect the clan. Therefore, he still looked extremely tired with his quasi-saint cultivation.

Seeing that the witch clans were constantly moving out, Houtu's mind was probably almost reaching its limit, and the elders behind had to move their clans out to reduce the pressure on Houtu.

After Ye Su said this, Houtu fell silent again.

"So now, the witch clan has fallen into such a situation. Do you still want to fight another battle with the demon clan?"

He deliberately bit the word "Demon Clan" very seriously. After hearing this word, the red gold pillars in the temple, which emitted terrifying fluctuations, jumped out of crazy witches from the virtual reality. Their eyes were blood red, and there were unknown black evils rolling on their huge bodies.

"Kill the demon clan! Kill the demon clan!!"

"Shoot the sky! Shoot the sky!!"

They roared and roared, but they seemed to be eager to pounce on each other and tear their compatriots to pieces.

Ye Su had seen this situation on his way to come. After the witch warriors became demons, they looked like they did not recognize their relatives.

Looking at the red gold chains on these great witches, we know that they were locked in the temple after being crazy. These more than 20 great witches are almost the great witches who survived the entire witch clan after the war. Now, not only can they not share the worries of the clan, but they also have to be suppressed by Houtu in the hall to avoid losing their minds and endangering the tribesmen outside.

The quiet hall was noisy for a while, and the Red Gold Divine Chain flashed and pulled the great witches into the Red Gold Pillar bit by bit before returning to quiet.

"The Witch Clan has an unparalleled body, but has no soul."

"The heavenly tribulation may be a catastrophe that specifically attacks the soul. These great witches themselves are on the front line in the war. They are infected with so many evil spirits. This increases the power of the heavenly tribulation."

"It's just......... with the protection of the big formation, the big witch can have a chance to escape."

When he stepped into the hall, Ye Su recognized the Red Jinzhu at first sight and suppressed the great witch, so he deliberately said the word "demon clan" to intensify them. Only after seeing this did he understand.

These great witches probably also wanted to reduce the pressure on Houtu, so they rely on their deep cultivation to form a small formation of the twelve Heavenly Divine Evils to resist the heavenly tribulation, and at the same time they could open up a second witch clan survival base.

But the heavenly tribulation is sharp, and they are still stuck in that they are the son of the Heavenly Tribulation and they never expected that the heavenly punishment is so heavy. These great witches paid the price for their arrogance and carelessness, and turned into a mad demon after the heavenly tribulation!

"What do you mean by keeping your back and forth in the tomb?"

Ye Su's question hit the vital point.

The entire witch clan is shackled in the Pure Land, and the inside is now supported by Houtu. I am afraid that when Houtu collapses, the millions of lichs remaining in the Pure Land will die under the heavenly calamity!

While waiting for death, I was thinking about the resurrection of the eleven ancestor witches!?

Houtu bit her red lips as she pale. How could she not know about the quasi-saint realm?

But there are too many things in the world that are clear but impossible to do.

This pure land of the witch clan... At the beginning, it was a place specially opened for her by eleven ancestor witches. The eleven ancestor witches shelter her from the wind and rain here, so that Houtu could grow into the first quasi-saint of the witch clan as a carefree witch!

She could not make up this decision in this place full of memories, but wanted to exterminate all the vitality of the other eleven ancestor witches to achieve herself.

After questioning, confusion appeared on Houtu's beautiful face. At this moment, she was no longer the ancestor witch who was willing to kill the sword in the prehistoric world in order to fight the demon clan. Instead, she was like a witch who stood at the intersection of the crossroads and didn't know how to make a decision. She no longer had brothers and sisters around her, and even the tribe members could no longer give any help.

But at this moment, Ye Su is here.

For many years, his true body has never left the Wuliang Mountain, but now he has come to this Witch God Temple in person.

Ye Su slapped the purple-red gourd on his waist, and the red light was dotted, and the halo was flowing. The pills the size of a thumb rushed out of the gourd, like stars, there were as many as eleven pills.

This pill looks great, like the best red crystal, and it is hard to buy. If it weren't for the rich aroma, it would have made people mistakenly think it was a brilliant flawless gem.

"This is the Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Pill made by the secret medicine refining method of the Witch Clan and the various mysterious alchemy techniques of the demon race. This divine pill that seizes the creation of heaven and earth can be nourished even if there is still a trace of spiritual soul left."

What Ye Su said about the soul of the soul is completely fake.

This pill was carefully developed by three thousand alchemy masters in Wuliang Mountains who were created in the Lich War. If it weren't for Wuliang Mountains to conceal the secrets of heaven, when the pill was completed, there would be a heavenly tribulation, just because the Tao carried on it had the mystery of reversing life and death.

For these eleven Nine-Turn Soul Recovery Pills, I spent countless spiritual medicines and divine materials.

But what herbs can’t be obtained in Wuliang Mountain? You can always get such high-quality secret medicine at the price.

For the sake of opportunity, Ye Su had no intention of regret and threw all these elixirs into the essence and blood of the eleven ancestor witches.

After a moment, he spoke indifferently and asked again: "What about you?"

This time, no longer approached Houtu, but looked at the essence and blood of the eleventh ancestor witch: "Would you like to see Houtu continue like this?"
Chapter completed!