Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 1630 Worshiping the incoming years
The empathetic Xie Tian not only quickly closed the mouth of the Tunhuang Beast, but also dispelled the suspicion of Xingsha Houshuo and others with a few words.

When Dazui saw this, he felt a trace of gratitude in his heart.

However, the next moment he realized, who caused him to suffer such shame and humiliation?

Snapped!
Dazui slapped himself hard.

"I'm a bitch!"

Beyond the evil moon.

After Hou Shuo and the others looked at the battlefield, their faces were as gloomy as water.

"It's a man called Witchcraft." Xie Tian threw the stone sculpture of the Devouring Beast into Xie Yue, and said to the two, "Do you know each other?"

The execution was okay, but Hou Shuo immediately changed his color.

"Are you sure it's witchcraft?"

Xie Tian was quite surprised by Hou Shuo's reaction, and immediately explained the situation of the battle.

"Corpse flower, this is the deadly formation of corpse flower, the bone staff, the meaning of destruction..." Hou Shuo's voice trembled, "Yes, it is witchcraft! Let's go back immediately!"

Back tribe resident.

The priests of the eight tribes gathered together.

After listening to Hou Shuo's introduction, the eight old faces all wrinkled.

"Witchcraft is here," Hou Hao sighed, "It seems that they will never stop."

The other seven priests were looking at Xie Tian.

Even though they know that Xie Tian kills witches like dogs, no one dares to believe that Xie Tian alone can repel witches.

"But if you add those people who violently beat Xingba, witchcraft really can only retreat..."

Thinking about it this way, all the shameless elders were relieved.

After all, no matter how evil the witchcraft is, it is impossible to confront 28 big bosses head-on.

"Who is Wufa?" Xie Tian asked.

The eight priests looked at each other, and then introduced each other to Xie Tian.

Witchcraft, whose original name is unknown, is exceptionally talented in the priesthood, and is the priestly inheritor of a small tribe in the Wuzhou Continent.

However, when the old priest passed away and he became a priest, the small tribe disappeared overnight.

From then on, the Continent of Witches lost a tribe and added a magician called Witchcraft.

In just a few decades, this witchcraft developed by leaps and bounds and became the nightmare of all tribes.

"Your circle of priests is really messed up."

Xie Tian sighed, but Hou Hao sighed: "The priests teach and guide, but the witches are greedy to control. The situation on the side of the witches is similar to ours, but the witches in the tribe over there are all controlled by the witches, and they live and die. , are all in the hands of magicians."

"Our belief is to make the lives of the people better," Xing Jie said with a cold snort, "but those witches who lost themselves want to destroy everything just because of their greed."

"Greed?" Xie Tian looked at Hou Hao.

Hou Hao hesitated slightly, then glanced at Hou Shuo and the others.

Hou Shuo understood, and left the stone house with unrelated people.

"Their greed is related to the ancestral witch." Hou Hao uttered shocking words.

Xie Tian was not surprised.

When Hou Hao introduced Fa Wu last time, he had a vague guess.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches may not all be good, otherwise there would be no soil for survival of such aliens as Dharma Witches.

After seeing Hao, he still wanted to say something, and he waved his hand to interrupt the other party.

Although he likes the peaceful life in Wuzhi Continent, he doesn't want to get too close to Wu.

Knowing this kind of scandal related to Zu Wu is not a good thing for him, it can only be trouble.

"Leave this witchcraft to me." Xie Tian looked at the eight priests, "As for the plan, you can discuss it."

Xing Jie asked: "Are you sure?"

Xie Tian thought for a while, got up and said, "I'm going to practice."

Eight Priests: "..."

Ask if you are sure.

Come on, let me practice...

Is this a grind?
"It seems that he is not fully sure of resisting witchcraft..." the priest of the Wind Tribe sighed.

Xing Jie shook his head and said: "Even if Xingsha encounters witchcraft, he can't kill the other party. Hey, if there is no bondage of faith, the powerful power of priests will become a disaster for witches. The Houtu ancestor witch is right, it can destroy witches. Yes, it can only be Wu himself..."

The eight old men looked gloomy, and seemed to be trapped in the unbearable pain of their long life.

"I'm old, I just love memories..." Hou Hao was the first to wake up, and said in a deep voice, "You don't need to think about it, you know, they will come at the critical moment of worshiping the ancestor witches, let's all talk about your thoughts..."

The Eight Priests continued to discuss and supplement the previous plan.

Xie Tian came to Xiaochan's courtyard.

Wu Shang's cultivation base has long been consolidated, and Xiao Chan has already reached the peak of the Void Saint.

When Xie Tian came, he saw Wu Shang expounding on Xiao Chan's perception of breaking through the Nirvana Saint.

"You guys continue."

Xie Tian said hello and entered the room where the stones were stored.

"A lot of stones..."

Compared with the Stone Tribe, the stone materials of the Xing Tribe are obviously more advanced.

And Xie Tian's target is these high-grade stones.

With a wave of his hand, he swept away all the stones above the top step.

He was still not satisfied, and found punishment again.

"What?"

Xing Sha now sees Xie Tian as if seeing snakes and scorpions.

It's not that he can't beat Xie Tian, ​​but in terms of combat strength, he can kill Xie Tian with a single punch.

However, after learning about the horror of witchcraft, he realized how terrifying Xie Tian was.

This kind of fear does not lie in combat power.

"I want some stone materials, above the top step."

Xie Tian knew very well what he was afraid of, so he laughed and made a few slashes in the air with the carving knife in his hand.

Immediately, Xing Sha felt that Xie Tian carved himself out again with these few knives, and immediately threw out his Great Elder token.

"roll!"

After half an hour...

Xing Sha learned that Xie Tian emptied all the stones above the top step of the Xing Tribe...

In addition, a stone mountain with a height of more than [-] zhang was snatched away.

"Xie Tian, ​​I'll fuck your uncle!"

Stone Tribe.

Xie Tian turned into a mortal again, carving stone.

How fast he carves is how fast he refines his power.

However, no matter how fast it is, it is just a drop in the bucket for the vast power in his body.

But he was in no rush, and was even distracted thinking about other things.

time flies.

There are more and more stone sculptures beside Xie Tian.

Until one day, he suddenly found a lot of people gathered around him.

"Priest." Xie Tian put down the unfinished stone carving, stood up and looked towards the stone circle.

Shi Quan looked at Xie Tian who was no longer so shameless, and said gratifiedly: "Today the worship officially begins, let's go."

Xie Tian nodded, glanced at the stone sculptures all over the floor, and left.

The costumed worship procession set off.

The two little ones were slapped hard by Xie Tian, ​​and gained the strength to carry the statue of the ancestor of the stone tribe to move forward slowly.

There are also many teams of other tribes along the road.

But this time there was no uproar, just a peaceful solemnity.

Each team has an ancestor statue.

As if the ancestor statue felt something, the closer it was to the huge square, the hotter it became.

This kind of scalding doesn't hurt people, but it is bloody.

No matter what method is used to carry the witch carrying the ancestor statue on his back, he couldn't help bursting into tears, and let out a witch's cry that Xie Tian couldn't understand but could feel.

Without any guidance, the witch calls one after another converged into the most perfect song of worship.

Xie Tian raised his head, and the sky above the square, the image that had gradually grown due to the worship, was already full at this moment.

Shaman.

It was somewhat similar to the soul witch he saw under the burial, but it was bigger, grander, and more touching.

Only, it was dead silent.

Stiller than an ancestor statue carved in stone.

The ancestral statues of the Stone Tribe and the Eight Great Tribes are the focus of everyone's attention.

Shiquan, Shimeng and others are very proud.

Everyone in the punishment tribe was ashamed.

Xie Tian could even feel two pairs of vicious eyes staring at him.

One pair belongs to torture, and the other pair belongs to children.

As the priests of all tribes began to chant, rays of light shot from the ancestor statues to the sky.

Among them, the nine rays of light are the strongest.

Among the nine rays of light, the light from the three-inch ancestor statue of the Xing tribe even overwhelmed one of the ancestor statues of the rear tribe.

Immediately, Xie Tian felt countless shocked eyes and looked at him in surprise.

Great light.

The rays of light shot by Wan Dao towards the sky seemed to inject vitality into the dead Soul Shaman.

The revived Soul Shaman began to change, and in the midst of the changes, Wu Song from the ancient prehistoric world suddenly appeared.

Xie Tian listened carefully, and the wind in the Wuzhi Continent seemed to have turned into Wu Song.

"Please ask for the shaman's bone talisman!"

The eight priests in a circle opened their chests, inserted the bone knife into their heart, pulled it out, and their blood rushed to the sky.

Whoosh!
Xing Jie threw his right hand, and the bloody witch bone token flew into the air, and eight efforts were poured on the witch bone token at the same time.

hum...

As if the prehistoric people were waking up, the sky and the earth trembled, and a bloody light rushed out from the witch bone talisman and shot straight into the sky!

At this moment, Xie Tian disappeared.

When he appeared again, he came to the edge of Wanshan Basin.

On the opposite side, there are three witches, one of whom is witchcraft.

Apart from the three of them, Xie Tian also saw groups of murderous aura rushing into the basin from all directions.

He didn't stop.

Glancing at the Soul Shaman in the sky, he took a step forward.

One step later, the corpses of ten thousand leader witches burst out of the soil, and the deadly formation of corpse flowers reappeared.

Two of the three witches, Senhan smiled.

The smile stopped abruptly.

Because Xie Tian unexpectedly took the second step that was absolutely impossible.

"years!"

(End of this chapter)