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Chapter 1795: The Great Witch Spirit Ancestor is Defeat

The golden hoop radiated a majestic golden light, resisting the arrow of killing the gods, and the fortune fell. But Lu Ziqing only needed a moment, and the ant shook the sun!
The sword intent of time travel, combined with the conquest of the law domain, only needs to let Lingzu return to the previous day in an instant, and the moment when his Dharma image was shattered by almost the same method. Lingzu's Dharma image was destroyed by the arrow of killing gods, which would inevitably cause his soul to be injured. If Lu Ziqing wants to defeat Lingzu, he must take advantage of his slight injury. The injury to his soul will never disappear so quickly!
Lingzu's forehead suddenly split open, and blood spurted out in the severe pain of his spirit platform. He fell into confusion, and the current situation overlapped with the moment when his Dharma image was destroyed, so his forehead split open again, and he fell into the state of his soul being injured at that time.

"No!" Ling Zu realized almost immediately that this was a mental shock combined with time travel! As precise as swordsmanship, as despicable as voodoo! The injury only lasted for a few breaths, but this illusion was no different from a real serious injury!

So, in full view of everyone, Lingzu was pierced by his own two god-killing arrows!
With a bang, the arrow of killing gods in Ling Zu's hand flew into the sky with half of his arm broken, and then fell to the ground and exploded, creating a crack on the mountain of Dai Lin. Ling Zu's body was torn apart, and countless soul lights leaked out of his body, causing his figure to shrink continuously.

At the same time, the mist in the sky and the spiritual light of the ancestors' souls all turned into a storm in Qingyang. Qingyang had become so hot that even Lu Ziqing and Li Wan'er had to stay away.

Seeing that Qingyang's outburst would be much more violent than previously estimated, Li Wan'er shouted, "Everyone come behind me!"

A ray of moonlight emanated from the shadow behind Li Wan'er, condensing into a moonlight barrier, forming a shadow behind Li Wan'er, and everyone quickly gathered in this shadow. If they were too late, Lu Ziqing would use the mirage mist to transfer people in groups. Yin Bofu and Yin Wulang also led their troops to retreat, using mist to protect their troops.

Those strengthened barbarians were still attacking frantically, but as the soldiers of the Great Zhou retreated, the barbarians looked up blankly at the blue sun in the sky, with the soul light on their bodies burning like flames, as if they knew what was about to happen.

Ling Zu turned into a zombie-like deer, falling heavily to the ground, his body was cracked all over, and there was still spiritual light trying to repair his wounds, but he was no longer able to fight. Feng Zu and Sha Zu came forward in horror. The Great Witch God was defeated! What does it mean to be defeated in the land of ancestral spirits? It means that Ling Zu will completely lose his status, voice, and faith in this world, and the powerful witch gods who could not descend to the world before are about to come. The sphere of influence of the barbarians will soon be reshuffled, and a new barbarian king will be born. But what can be done about it?

Feng Zu and Sha Zu both understood that the strength of the Great Zhou was too powerful this time. The Qingyang Army severely damaged the armies of the Northern Court. Lu Zishu killed Wu Lei and the Witch God Evil Zu, which broke the balance between the east and west fronts. This caused the eastern front where they were also located to reveal flaws, which led to the defeat of Ling Zu.

"Ancestor God!" The King of the Southern Court Tuo Dabin came forward in shock. He knew what would happen after the defeat. The White Deer Tribe was finished! The proud White Deer God and his people would cease to exist.

"Great ancestor spirit, please use my body!" Tuoda begged, "Use my flesh and blood to save your descendants!"

“No, run away.” The Spirit Ancestor dragged his broken body with a terrifying look on his face and grinned, “You need to take your people and run away quickly, run to the horizon, the farther the better, run to a safe place and rebuild the ancestral land.”

Tuo Dabin trembled and said, "I would rather die in battle." "You are the King of White Deer." Lingzu said, "You should know when to escape. When you escape, you must run fast, and while running forward, you must also learn to look back."

Lingzu said to the other two witch gods: "Please."

Wind Ancestor and Sand Ancestor teamed up to stir up sandstorms to cover the sky as much as possible, buying time for the remaining barbarians to quickly abandon Dai Lin and flee north.

Qingyang began to shrink, the light and heat disappeared, and it became pitch black. Lu Zishu's face could no longer be seen, and she seemed to have become the embodiment of darkness. Then with a bang, the terrifying light condensed into a storm, pouring down from the sky and hitting the earth. The entire Dailin was shrouded in flames, and all the remaining ancestral souls in the ancestral land were burned to ashes in this instant. The crater was a sea of ​​fire and magma was flowing.

The totems of the White Deer Tribe all shattered in an instant and turned into ashes.

The Spirit Ancestor howled to the sky, and walked into the burning land of the Ancestral Spirits with flames all over his body. As the Great Witch God, his life in this world has come to an end. Since ancient times, he has never been defeated so miserably. But he has descended in so many worlds and has seen many storms. Since he has been defeated, he will face it calmly. This is his last dignity and respect for the person who defeated him.

“Lu Zishu… No, there’s also Dugu Bai and Li Wan’er, and…” Ling Zu howled in pain, “They are a whole…”

Wherever Qingyang passes, everything burns. The fire of the divine embers not only burns the plants and trees, but also burns the souls. The sun scorches the earth, completely destroying all traces left by the barbarians and destroying the land of the ancestral spirits.

The barbarians were in a panic, leaving everything behind and following Tuo Dabin under the cover of the yellow sand and tornado. But there were even more barbarians who didn't have time to escape, and many of them were wailing, their souls turned to ashes under the blue sun.

Lu Ziqing was stunned, feeling that an atomic bomb explosion was not so terrifying, and this was just Lu Zishu's ultimate move. Right in front of them, those White Deer Warriors who rushed over frantically, and the ancestral souls in their bodies were annihilated under the shining of Qingyang. The ancestral souls burned sadly and turned into ashes along with the twisted bodies.

Lu Ziqing and the people of Qingyang Army couldn't help but gasp, because they couldn't tell whether these guys came to fight or to surrender, because many barbarians were kneeling on the ground and kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Li Wan'er used her moonlight to protect the people on the ground. The soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the moonlight barrier were all safe and sound. Many barbarian souls also fled here and begged for shelter. Li Wan'er thought about it and accepted them all. There were also those who ran over to kneel and kowtow. There were people from Bailu and other tribes, gods and weak barbarians. In order to escape the storm of Qingyang, they all expressed their submission to Li Wan'er and were willing to accept the way of the moon as the destination of their souls. The moonlight barrier silently expanded a little, including these surrendered barbarians.