Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2625 Ancestor Wu! (1 more)
"Anyway, you did it!"

On the twelve thrones, the figures of the various witches and gods kept changing, but without exception, they all looked at Ling Feng with incomparably shocked gazes.

They used to be the people closest to the realm of Wu Zu, but without exception, they couldn't get the inheritance of Wu Zu.

And after hundreds of thousands of years, it was finally enlightened by a junior.

"From this moment on, you are the ancestor of a new generation of witches, the ancestor of all witches!"

The Witch God of Light fixed his eyes on Ling Feng, raised his right hand slightly, and a white light suddenly appeared on the fingertip of his right index finger.

The next moment, the Witch God of Light pointed at the center of Ling Feng's eyebrows, and the white light went along the center of his eyebrows and directly merged into Ling Feng's spiritual sea.

Then, the brilliance of the twelve colors changed, and the twelve witch gods all injected a ray of their own spiritual power into Ling Feng's body.

And in those rays of light, there are all the life-long painstaking efforts of the twelve great witch gods!

All of a sudden, waves of huge information exploded in Ling Feng's mind. If it weren't for the incomparably powerful source of his soul, under the washing of this huge wave of information, he might have burst his head and died.

"Seniors, you are..."

Ling Feng's complexion changed drastically, and I'll be good, can I take away all the inheritance in Xiaowu Mountain at once?
After all, didn't all the ancient witch clans, all the witchcraft, and all the inheritances come from those twelve witch gods!

"You are already the ancestor of all witches. These powers were originally given to us by the ancestor of witches. Now, it is time to return to the ancestor of witches..."

"Our mission is finally accomplished!"

"Ancestor Wu, please protect the future generations of my ancestor Wu, the inheritance will never die!"

The voices of the twelve witch gods gradually became ethereal, and the next moment, on the twelve thrones around the throne of the witch clan, there was no longer any figure condensed into shape.

It seemed that their strength was completely exhausted after instilling their respective inheritances into Ling Feng.

"Thank you, seniors!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, bowed deeply towards each empty throne, and finally walked to the front of Wuzu's throne, knelt down on one knee, and bowed respectfully.

Although it can be said that I have never met that ancestor Wu, in a sense, he can be regarded as my teacher.

Before this, no one had ever been able to give Ling Feng any guidance on the use of the power of chaos.

"Don't worry, seniors, since I have obtained the inheritance of the Wu ancestors, I can be regarded as half of the Wu clan. From now on, I will protect the Wu clan as my own home."

Ling Feng clenched his fists tightly. Before that, he just wanted to sneak into the Temple of the Witch God and steal the Wu Lingbi.

As for the others, he has no mind and no obligation to take care of them.

But now, as the descendant of Wu Zu, he had to do something.

At least, if you know the situation, you can't just stand by, otherwise, you will be somewhat sorry for the ancestor Wu, and sorry for the twelve witch gods who have passed on all their life's efforts to themselves.

"Hall of All Souls, you are out of luck."

Ling Feng raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose. Originally, he didn't intend to get involved in this matter, but now, he is also the ancestor of the witch clan, the ancestor of all witches, so he has to intervene.

Although Ling Feng was definitely not willing to do this kind of witch ancestor, but now that the twelve witch gods have all disappeared, he has no chance to refuse.

"Let's see what those All Souls believers are doing!"

The corner of Ling Feng's mouth curled up. He remembered that the Twelve Witch Gods said that if Little Wushan is a painting, this is equivalent to the world outside the painting.

In this space, he seemed to have opened the perspective of God, and he was able to observe everything that happened in Xiaowu Mountain.

Sure enough, in Ling Feng's line of sight, all the warriors who entered Xiaowu Mountain had a panoramic view.

For example, Wu Xuan who is in the cave, comprehending the magic of illusion.

For another example, Sima Junting, Zhang Haoran and other chiefs of the halls seemed to have found opportunities that suited them.

Moreover, from Ling Feng's point of view, it is clear what level and grade their chances are.

"Look at Brother Shentu and the others..."

Ling Feng's eyes swept over, and after a while, he found Shentu Xuance's figure in a mountain peak shining with divine light.

This guy is from the Bright Witch Clan, so his chance is naturally at the Peak of Brightness.

It's just that this guy's luck is not very good. After searching for a long time, he didn't find a suitable opportunity.

"I'll help you."

The corner of Ling Feng's mouth curled up, he stretched out his hand to grab Shentu Xuance, and threw it directly into a cave where forbidden spells were stored.

But at this moment, in the Bright Peak, Shentu Xuance suddenly felt a terrifying force, as if he was pinching himself, and then, he seemed to throw himself somewhere.

"what's going on?"

Shentu Xuance was so frightened that all three souls lost seven souls, because that kind of power was completely irresistible to him!

Afterwards, Shentu Xuance felt his eyes blur, his whole body loosened, and he fell to the ground.

Then, when he took a closer look, he actually fell into a cave.

And on the surrounding rock walls.

my darling!

Bright Forbidden Curse!

"Haha, I am truly the Chosen One, thank God, thank the great Light Witch God!"

Shentu Xuance knelt down devoutly on the ground, and thanked him thousands of times.

"Haha! Brother Shentu, you would never have imagined that I am now your light witch god!"

Seeing Shentu Xuance's actions, Ling Feng laughed so hard that he couldn't help but laugh. This feeling of being like a god, controlling the fate of others at will is really exciting.

However, Ling Feng is not interested in doing extraneous things. The chances of other people still depend on themselves.

Of course, selfishness is still there.

After helping Shentu Xuance, Ling Feng helped Tuobayan again. After thinking about it, for the sake of Ye Keren's aunt, Elder Ye Chuyan, Ling Feng also helped Ye Keren by the way. He also found a suitable Forbidden Spell of Light for her.

After doing all this, Ling Feng then turned his attention to those followers of the Hall of All Souls.

He wanted to see what kind of medicine these guys were selling in the gourd.

……

Let's say that after the believers of the Hall of All Souls entered Xiaowu Mountain, they immediately gathered together at the fastest speed.

Including that Bai Shao Bai Fenghan, there were as many as 16 people in total!
These disciples of the Hall of All Souls all concealed their strength, and they all entered Xiaowu Mountain together at a similar pace. However, they all entered Xiaowu Mountain relatively late, so they did not attract the attention of others.

"Young Master Bai, what should we do next?"

Beside Bai Fenghan, there was another young man in purple who stared at Bai Fenghan and asked.

(End of this chapter)