Create Ten Thousand Worlds

Chapter 398 Twelve Ancestral Witches
Prayer, martial arts, meditation, mudras, and ways of communicating between different dimensions made the twelve ancestral witches secretly observing the situation secretly frightened.

"One of the two people who fought against Luo looks familiar."

Zhu Rong looked at the martial arts boy in front of him who was resisting Luo Weishi with his soul. He was stunned for a moment, and then he realized, "Isn't this the master behind the Martial God Palace? How could he fight against Luo?"

"This being who calls himself Martial Ancestor is extremely mysterious. Let's take a look at his depth."

Shebi Zhi, who was secretly testing the way of cultivating corpses on the side, said in a cold tone, "Of course, if these two people are defeated, then our Witch Corpse Tribe won't mind having two more tribesmen."

Hearing what Daoshabishi said, Jumang Gonggong and others shook their heads, but didn't say anything more.

Shebishi can be regarded as an outlier among the twelve ancestral witches. His witch clan is different from other witch clans. His witch clan members are all the beings who were trained into corpses after the death of the other twelve tribes. Taking other people's corpses Practicing exercises is very strange in itself, but it is even more strange.

Just imagine, the tribesmen who died in battle were reborn into this world again, but in the form of exuding rotten corpse energy. In addition to the original will, the corpse itself also gave birth to a brand new will, the zombie among the witch clan. The tribe is so weird no matter how you look at it, it is completely different from the painting style of other natural tribes.

The painting style of other tribes is that of natural elements, space, and time, but the corpse tribe does the opposite.

"Martial Soul Law!"

In a moment of excitement, the bronze-skinned Martial Ancestor took action against Luo, who was fighting with his soul. His will was mighty, and under this mighty will, a boundlessly tyrannical law was triggered by him.

Brush and pull!

A figure leaped out from Martial Ancestor's body. This figure was wearing a martial arts robe and it was impossible to see his face clearly, but the movements of the figure coincided with the way of heaven. Every move exuded endless martial arts aura. Everyone felt that they themselves were like Inspired by the existence in front of me, we practice martial arts together.

"Martial Ancestor is fighting a strong enemy, I will go to meet the enemy!"

Breaking the original sermon atmosphere, Chang Mei roared.

Whoosh!
Inside the Martial God Palace, Changmei, Wu Xie and others were preaching about martial arts. A man with long hair and white eyebrows, a flawless body, and a godly temperament stepped out of the Martial God Palace, and beside him, those people from the Wu clan also They all rushed out.

These people turned into streams of light of different colors, and flying that they could achieve in the heavenly realm seemed to them to be a piece of cake. But when they went to the outside world, they discovered that the world had changed a lot.

"Why is it dark?"

"What level of power is this, and how can it affect the sky within a radius of thousands of miles!"

As soon as they appeared in the outside world, these people felt that something was wrong, because in the prehistoric world, the time changes of the heaven and the earth were fixed. This fixed number did not mean that time was unchanging, but it meant that when did the prehistoric world change? When you can see the moon and stars, and when you can sense the sun, it is a fixed time, because it is related to the energy absorption of practitioners who practice the power of the sun and the yin.

But now, within tens of thousands of miles of the sky, everything has become a wasteland without the energy of the lunar yin, and there is only a demonic power filling the space.

"Martial Ancestor and others are there!"

Changmei didn't pay too much attention. He pointed towards the void and pointed at the location where three streams of light collided fiercely in the black mist.

"It's the Martial Ancestor and the mysterious opponent!"

Looking from a distance, in the black mist, brown light is constantly shining, and the feeling that attracts the souls of martial artists all over the world cannot be dispelled. Yes, this is the aura of the ancestor of martial arts, that strong martial spirit.

Naturally, they all recognized Martial Ancestor, Changmei entered Buzhou Mountain instantly under the inspiration of Martial Ancestor, and the rest of the people saw Changmei going out, they also acted according to circumstances, but everyone was ready to fight, and the enemy came commit.

"Appeared in front of me!"

"Langu Euphorbia! Kill!"

Wu Xie, who was carrying a black halberd, took the lead under the influence of the martial soul law. His black halberd was like a god or a ghost. Just by waving it, countless strange phenomena appeared, which made people feel a little terrifying. .

The evil spirit of the Euphorbia turned into a series of fierce evil spirits. These evil spirits moved with the intention of killing everything. At the same time, a sense of chaos surged from the Euphorbia, and the black mist rolled for dozens of miles, and was affected Obviously, with the blessing of Euphorbia, Wu Xie had the ability to resist the power of the Great Dao.

Stab it!

The black mist was pierced, and the black mist composed of the power of the great avenue was like muddy black water under the Ancient Euphorbia, and the Yin and Yang of the Ancient Euphorbia were cut off in it.

Continuously crossing for several miles, the ancient great halberd cut through the black fog within several miles, but could no longer penetrate deeper. Wu Xie's strength was deeply suppressed by the black fog. No matter how Wu Xie used the great halberd, he His own cultivation level was not strong enough, and he could not activate the great halberd to display its most powerful power.

But all of this is shining enough. A being at the peak of the God King can actually use a weapon to cut through the thick fog created by a strong man at the Dao level. This is no longer comparable to talent. This is simply beyond the ordinary. Cognition, this is something that only law-level beings can do.

The scope of the dense fog that the powerful men at the level of the Great Dao originally created was hundreds of thousands of miles or even millions of miles away. However, as one of the people behind the Great Desolate, Luo would not destroy the Great Desolate too much, because this had nothing to do with him. Benefits, so he only spread the thick fog to the surrounding thousands of miles, just to let the soul and Martial Ancestor free their hands and feet to fight.

Yes, the battlefield tens of thousands of miles away is just a matter of freeing up hands and feet, and relying on the strength of the gods based on the current performance of the mind and Martial Ancestor. If the land tens of thousands of miles away is destroyed, it will not be enough to fight.

In a hidden space, the twelve ancestral witches who had arrived outside Buzhou Mountain did not choose to expose their auras. Together, they entered a small space opened up by the Dijiang River to observe the situation.

Di Jiang is the space witch ancestor. The small world he created is very solid, and he can also secretly observe changes in the outside world in the small world, making it difficult for others to detect him.

At this moment, the twelve witch ancestors who at least exuded the aura of the Origin God were speechless in this small world. They wanted to understand the whole story before deciding whether to show up or not.

"This is a member of our witch clan."

Among the crowd watching the battle in secret, Zhu Rong, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, looked at Wu Xiedao who was holding a halberd, "This boy has a good chance, the halberd in his hand must be very strong in terms of breath." It is a weapon similar to the weapon of the Witch Ancestor we refined."

Zhu Rong is a giant with a breath of fire all over his body. This giant is only three feet tall, but in fact his real body is already incomparably taller, reaching 99 meters. This means that Zhu Rong is only one step away from being able to reach the height of [-] meters. The laws condense into the great road.

　Come on, I have already written it for tomorrow, but I have something to do tomorrow, so I will post it tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)