Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 330 Witch God
On the circular altar, behind Li Yuanzheng, a dozen warriors in blood-red robes suddenly appeared.

Each of them held various weapons made of dry bones in their hands, and at the signal of the upper-level warriors of the Chu family, they arranged themselves into formations.

As Gu Dao chanted his spell, a vortex suddenly appeared on the ground. Li Yuanzheng took out a jade seal from his arms and threw it away reluctantly.

As the jade seal entered the vortex, blood mist swept out from the vortex.

For a moment, the heaven and earth shook, the entire ground began to tremble violently, and countless stone walls collapsed inch by inch.

Hot magma gushed out from the cracks below.

After a while, an extremely evil and terrifying force began to spread out from the vortex.

The huge fluctuation instantly attracted a lot of people's attention.

The faces of several priests in the Wu Temple who were in charge of stripping the dragon's luck from the Nine-headed Dragon Cypress suddenly turned serious when they saw this.

Sun Miaozhu instantly appeared behind Li Yuanzheng, with a bad look on his face: "My Lord, what are you doing?"

Even though he possessed the strength of a higher realm, he couldn't even see at this moment what terrible thing Li Yuan was summoning!

Li Yuanzheng had no expression on his face. "Old Sun, Dragon's Luck is no longer important. Since we are doomed to fail to restore Dragon's Luck, we can only kill all the strong men in Jiuzhou and reshuffle Jiuzhou!"

Taoist Xuan Sheng looked at Li Yuanzheng from a distance, and laughed disdainfully when he heard this: "This time, I have five upper-level warriors in Yizhou, and countless Bone Shuras and Blood Martial Saints. You want to bury us all here? It's wishful thinking."

Before the last word came out, Taoist Xuan Sheng suddenly lost his composure.

A hand suddenly appeared in the vortex!

This hand seemed withered and bloodless, but the moment it appeared, all the energy in the space became chaotic.

Accompanied by a gray substance rising into the sky, the rock above was directly pierced through.

This space with a radius of tens of thousands of feet buried under the Golden Throne Hall was evaporated instantly.

Some warriors flew into the air in panic and were surprised to find that the imperial palace that had stood in Shangjing City for a thousand years had disappeared!
Li Yuanzheng waved his hand fiercely and said to everyone: "Do you really think that my Dayang Dynasty has no trump card?

When the previous emperor founded the Dayang Dynasty, he sealed the witch god under this palace. Now that the witch god has been awakened, I just took this opportunity to catch you all in one fell swoop!"

Within the range of the Nine-Headed Dragon Cypress, Fang Xuan and Li Yixuan punched each other again and separated. Soon they felt a very strange aura slowly spreading between the sky and the earth.

The three huge eyeballs under the star formation were drying up rapidly.

Even the Nine-Headed Dragon Cypress's body, its huge vitality, was rapidly dissipating.

In the distant land, all life quickly gathered in front of the withered hand that continued to radiate terrifying aura, and gradually formed a huge human face.

The ears on this face look like animal ears, and a pair of fleshy hands extend from the eye sockets, with a pair of black and white vertical pupils in the palms.

Fang Xuan no longer paid attention to Long Yun, his whole body trembling involuntarily. He didn't know what this witch god who was about to be resurrected was, but the only thing he knew was that as someone who had killed the Buddha Mother with his own hands, he could clearly feel that the power of this witch god was a thousand times stronger than that of the Buddha Mother!
Thinking of this, Fang Xuan no longer even had the thought of using the Divine Fire Xuantian Transformation to fight to the death.

He quickly used the secret method of the Martial Temple and asked Sun Miaozhu: "Old Sun, what should we do?"

"escape!"

Sun Miaozhu only replied one word to Fang Xuan and could not be contacted again.

Fang Xuan turned around and picked up Princess Linyang, who was also seriously injured, and smiled faintly at Li Yixuan: "Congratulations, all this dragon luck is yours!" After that, Fang Xuan took a step into the void, turned into a ray of blood light, and quickly rushed outside.

At this time, Baihe Temple and the purple-robed teacher looked at the huge body that was still condensing in the whirlpool with shock, "How is this possible! This is impossible!"

Li Yuanzheng sat on the ground dejectedly with a complicated smile on his lips.

Wu Temple, Yizhou, Zhongzhou, all the people involved in this matter had their vitality forcibly absorbed to a greater or lesser extent.

These vitality turned into a beam of blood light, gathered together, and continued to gather rapidly into the vortex in the center of the palace.

With the addition of these blood lights, the seemingly illusory figure in the vortex gradually became solid.

The dozens of warriors closest to the vortex had no time to dodge and were directly swallowed up by the vortex.

It was like a leaf falling into the ocean without even a splash of water.

Li Yixuan was within the range of the Nine-headed Dragon Cypress, still madly absorbing the Dragon's Luck. Suddenly, the huge Nine-headed Dragon Cypress collapsed.

The golden dragon was freed and instantly soared into the sky, transforming into several golden lights and completely dissipating into the sky.

On the circular altar, several people from the Martial Temple seemed to have all their strength drained out of them and sat limply on the ground.

Temple Master Sun and another temple master looked at each other, with a trace of despair flashing in their eyes: "Wrong, all wrong!"

The next moment, the purple-robed teacher shouted at Li Yixuan from a distance: "Young Master, leave here quickly!"

Li Yixuan looked at the sky where the golden dragon disappeared, with some reluctance in his eyes. Then he heard the purple-robed teacher scolding: "Xuan Sheng, take him away from here, at any cost!"

After saying that, he turned around and looked at all the Yizhou warriors who came this time, with a look of pity on his face: "This Shangjing City is going to be buried!!"

After saying this, he and the old monk looked at each other, and their figures flashed out at the same time and rushed straight into the vortex.

An atmosphere of despair instantly enveloped everyone in the palace.

Apart from those warriors, all the people originally in the palace became nutrients for the awakening of the Witch God the moment the vortex appeared.

Suddenly, a soft sigh was heard from the sky.

The mature and cold Valkyrie stepped out from the void, her eyes slightly narrowed, a dot of cinnabar between her eyebrows, making her beautiful face look a bit murderous!

He exchanged a glance with Sun Miaozhu and the others, and said calmly: "Everyone in the Wu Temple, evacuate this place immediately!"

After saying this, a strong murderous intent appeared on that cold and fair face.

"Great Wizard, since you are already dead, why take the risk? Do you want to restore the dynasty?"

Then, a roar came from the whirlpool, as if in response.

The Valkyrie narrowed her eyes slightly and formed seals quickly with her hands.

Wow——! ! !
The clouds above the Valkyrie's head quickly dissipated.

The surrounding space collapsed rapidly at this moment, and a scorching sun suddenly rose above the sky.

No, it's two wheels, no, it's four wheels!
Four blazing suns hang high in the sky!
(End of this chapter)