The massacre has been going on. Every time a witch tribe is massacred, the ancient demon ware will make people abuse outside the witch tribe's ancestral city.

When more than one hundred witch tribes were massacred, the entire witch tribe was completely in full bloom.

Under the leadership of the four great ancestor witches headed by the high priest, they went to rescue the imprisoned witch clan.

As soon as he entered the realm of the Golden Body of the Ancestral Witch, it was comparable to the early stage of the God Transformation. In the ancient demon ware, the ghost master Yang Jingtian, the demon lord Zi Ya and other powerful god Transformation powers, he was completely defeated. If it weren't for the saint Pan Jingchen in the city at the last moment, he inspired the totem of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they would have all died.

However, more than a dozen witch cultivators were also lost, and an elder in the Golden Body Realm of the Witch Clan was also slightly injured.

After discovering that this method is effective, Xu Jin and Yu Linglong also came outside the witch clan's ancestral city and began to massacre the witch clan, threatening the witch clan to hand over Wang An.

Time flies, and ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. After the last thousand witch tribes were completely slaughtered, Wang An still did not show up. Each witch tribe is huddled in the witch tribe's ancestral city.

Blood stained the earth, desolate. In that place where more than a thousand witch tribes died, every inch of sand was stained with deep blood, and a piece of evil spirit lingered between the heaven and the earth.

Later, from when, several major forces actually joined forces and attacked the witch clan's ancestral city every once in a while, testing the power of the twelve totems of the ancestor witch again and again.

Every time, he retreats with one blow, and he seems to be looking for the weaknesses of the twelve totems.

"Hmph, ancient demon Wari, Xu Jin, Yu Linglong, you three kill me, and I will definitely want you to pay the blood debt."

Wang An's eyes were red, murderous aura was filled with all over his body. When his body moved, a ray of wind and thunder appeared on his body, and he disappeared from the world in the blink of an eye.

*******

When Wang An flew towards the witch clan's ancestral city.

In the Cursed Continent, in a temporary cave, Xu Jin and sisters, and Wari were sitting cross-legged.

"Hehe, this time I agreed that when we break through this strange ancient city, we will use our ability to find that kid." The ancient demon's eyes flashed, as if he was not afraid of the senior brother and sister of Xu Jin at all.

"Haha, this is exactly what I want for fellow Taoist. After so many temptations, we have basically tested the power of the twelve totems of the giants. Tomorrow I will sacrifice a secret treasure that the Taoist master in the lower realm gave me, and this thing can definitely block the suppression power of the curse continent."

Xu Jin said lightly, and it was impossible to see that the two of them were fighting fiercely at the beginning, and they never ended. At this moment, they were like friends who had not seen each other for many years, and said with a smile.

"Haha, I'll feel relieved if there is a fellow Taoist saying this. As long as you can withstand the suppression power of the curse continent for half a quarter of an hour, I can definitely break the twelve strange totems." Ancient Demon Wari said with a smile when she heard this.

"I'll say that. I'll go to break the Giant City together tomorrow. I don't believe that the little devil won't come out."

The three of them continued to mutter for a while, and then the ancient demon Wari left the cave.

"Senior brother, you will undoubtedly be involved in the fight with the tiger. Aren't you afraid that the other party will have a backup plan? You know, the true demon is famous for being very cunning and greedy." After the ancient demon Wari left, Yu Linglong's eyes flashed and she said to Xu Jin unexpectedly.

"Haha, junior sister, have you forgotten the talisman that Taoist lord gave us when we came?" At this time, Xu Jin showed a strange look on his face and said with a smile.

"Do you want to use that treasure?" Yu Linglong's body shook, and a look of shock appeared in her eyes.

"If that little ghost appears, why not? Only by getting what the Taoist master needs, isn't the spiritual treasure in his hand ours?" Xu Jin said with a greedy look on his face.

After saying that, the two of them closed their eyes and meditated again.

*******

The witch clan’s ancestral city has always been filled with the ancient vicissitudes of life, and there are mysterious laws surging around it.

At this moment, in a direction that no one noticed, a shadow sped from outside the sky.

"Buzz!"

The laws around the witch clan's ancestral city shook slightly, and the shadow flashed through the overlapping restrictions and disappeared outside the city.

*******

At this moment, the high priest in the witch clan's hall suddenly changed his face, and then he looked ecstatic.

"Brother is back!" On the other side, Xiao Ruoli said with a shocking thought.

"Haha, everyone is here, I'm back!"

A grand and cheerful figure came in from outside the door, and a shadow of wind and thunder suddenly landed on the hall, and Wang An's figure appeared in a flash.

"My king...is my king back!"

"Meet my king!"

The high priest, the saint Pan Jingchen and others all looked excited and exclaimed in trembling voices, and knelt on the ground in one go.

"You all please come up. I already know what happened over the years! Thank you for your hard work! I am ashamed of the witch clan." Wang An helped everyone up and said with a gloomy face.

"My king is serious. The children of the Witch Clan are never afraid of death. We only hope that our king can lead our clan to become stronger. Everything else is worth it." The Witch Clan's high priest shook his head, stared at Wang An, and said word by word.

Xiao Ruoli didn't say anything, just looked at Wang An quietly, his eyes full of attachment; Wang An came back, and her heart was filled with security. This mysterious man had almost no problems that he could not solve.

"Hmph, the blood debt is paid back. Our witch clan must pay back these enemies." Wang An said coldly with murderous aura.

"This time I went out, something happened and it took a long time to delay; but the witch brothers and sisters I saved before are all here." Wang An thought and suddenly spoke.

"Swish swish swish!"

Before everyone could understand what Wang An was talking about, they saw lights and shadows appearing in the air, and the witch tribes appeared in the hall one by one.

Finally, the hall was packed densely, and nearly two thousand witch tribes were sent out by Wang An from the Eight Desolate Zhentian Tower.

"High Priest, Saint... This is the ancestral city of the Witch Clan!"

"Home, we are back home; my king did it, and he finally took us home!"

"Greetings to the High Priest, to the Holy Maiden..."

For a moment, all the witch tribes knelt in front of the high priest of the witch tribe and others.

"Okay... everyone is back. All of this is my king's credit. My king, I will bring all the witch tribes home to thank you." After the high priest said that, he crawled directly in front of Wang An.

Immediately afterwards, every witch clan knelt in front of Wang An.

At this time, Xiao Jin once again strangely discovered that a yellow aura burst out from each witch clan, lingering around Wang An, especially the witch clans brought back from those witch clans, the aura burst out even more intense.
Chapter completed!