Bloodline of Beast God

Chapter 582 Resurrection of the Twelve Ancestor Witch
"The Twelve Ancestor Witches, what a powerful aura, no, this aura is even above the peak of a demigod!" Feeling the monstrous aura, Mo Chen's face was extremely serious, how could this be a demigod-level aura? It has already surpassed the demigod level. Thinking of this, Mo Chen dare not think about it. Above the demigod level, that means the god level. God level, twelve ancestors, god level powerhouse , on the Cangyun Continent, although restricted by the rules of the plane, it can only display the strength of the peak demigod, but the feeling of absolute suppression is like a god-level breath.

"Huh? No, it's impossible. Isn't the Twelve Witch Ancestors the pinnacle of the demigod level? This breath has clearly surpassed the demigod level! This, how is it possible?" The eight demigods, including the Green Sword Buddha, had extremely ugly faces. Once you become a demigod, that is the realm of a god-level powerhouse. A demigod is nothing but cannon fodder in front of a god-level powerhouse. Although in the Cangyun Continent, the Twelve Ancestral Witches can only display the peak demigod cultivation base, However, the twelve half-god peak powerhouses, together with god-level souls, ten people including Mo Chen, couldn't compete at all.

Just when everyone was in the midst of horror, twelve shocking auras finally erupted, that overwhelming aura, as if the sky was falling, the astonishing aura made Mochen and the others breathless.

"Damn it, just the aura makes us unable to resist at all, isn't it? Are these twelve ancestors really god-level powerhouses?" Dai Haotian said solemnly, yes, just the aura is suppressed They have no power to fight back. How can they fight against the Twelve Ancestor Witches?After all, this is still a trap, a trap waiting for them to drill into it.

Originally thought that killing more than 800 battle god-level assassins would be a huge profit for them, but they did not expect that the witch clan would use them to kill assassins to sacrifice to the witch gods, thus summoning twelve ancestors of witches to kill themselves This kind of behavior is extremely cruel.

"Damn it, Twelve Witch Ancestors are born, what should we do? This gray mist surrounds us, we can't get out at all?" Wuyou said.

"Don't panic, everyone. Even if the Twelve Witch Ancestors are god-level powerhouses, in Cangyun Continent, limited by the plane, they can only display the peak strength of demigods. If you act rashly now, I don't know what else the Witch Clan has. A conspiracy is waiting for us, so let's wait and see, with our strength, as long as we want to leave, it shouldn't be a problem." Mo Chen said calmly.

"Mochen, you really don't understand the strength of our demigod level, right? Every stage of the demigod level is very different, let alone the peak demigod, even if it is twelve demigods. We can't deal with them in the late or mid-stage demigods. You and Feng Yunchi can compete against demigods, but at most they can only be compared with a strong man in the early stage of demigods. The ancestors on this continent are powerful, we cannot compete at all." Qingdao Buddha said anxiously.

"Peak demigod, is it really that powerful?" Mo Chen's face darkened, and he exchanged a glance with Feng Yunchi. It can be seen that at this time Feng Yunchi's body has begun to burn with a raging fighting spirit, Mo Chen continued. : "Brother Fengyun, do you want to try it?"

Feng Yunchi looked proud and nodded towards Mochen.

"Crazy, you two are really crazy!" Qingdao Buddha and the others read with ugly faces.

"Haha, this is my disciple, Pavilion Master, how sure are you?" Dai Haotian said.

"Zero points." Mo Chen said two words lightly.

Immediately, everyone was speechless and dared to try without any confidence. Could it be that they were playing house?
"Mochen, you are so courageous. Oh, I see, if you don't see the coffin, it won't fall, so let me show you the strength of a demigod peak powerhouse. However, let me say the ugly words first. Once you make a move , we can't protect you, we can only rely on you to protect yourself, if we lose, we will try our best to escape from here." Qingdao Buddha said.

"Don't worry, even if we are defeated, brother Fengyun and I will escape freely. If you dare not do it for a while, you should find a chance to leave. Every one of you is indispensable to us. Brother Fengyun and I, let's try the strength of the twelve ancestor witches, and we will have countermeasures in the future." Mo Chen said.

"No, we have to go together, otherwise, if you all dare to do something, why don't we dare." Qi Tian said.

At this moment, a change occurred. Twelve people covered in black robes appeared above the ground. These twelve people are the twelve ancestors of witches. Holding a scepter similar to a magic staff, the aura fluctuating on his body is like the peak of a demigod. With the appearance of the Twelve Ancestor Witches, the pressure on Mo Chen and the others became more serious.

"Haha, the great Twelve Ancestors of Witches finally resurrected you. That's great. From now on, our Witch Clan will rule the entire continent." At this time, in the surrounding forest, one after another, Witch Clan members appeared , bowed down to the twelve witch ancestors, and those ancient clans also knelt down to the ground one after another, not daring to lift their heads, not daring to take a breath.

That's right, the witch clan did not summon the twelve ancestors of the witches, but resurrected the twelve ancestors of the witches. The most powerful talent of the witch clan is resurrection. They can resurrect all dead things. Mochen had seen it before. , resurrected the sand dunes, and Mo Chen accidentally became the owner of the sand dunes. Now, the Wu Clan has the means to kill more than 800 fighting gods, and through sacrifices, the twelve ancestors of the witches have been resurrected.

"Okay, you have done a good job, you have resurrected us, you have done a beautiful job, don't worry, there is no threat to our existence on this continent." Each of the twelve ancestors has a demigod Their eyes were attracted by Mo Chen and the others in the mid-air with their peak fighting power.

"These human beings should be the most powerful people existing on the continent. When did human beings degenerate to such a few demigods?" Wu Zu looked at Mo Chen and the others, and suddenly, that kind of look , as if falling into the sea, deep, as if the body has been seen through, in front of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, there is no way to hide anything.

"Damn it, these twelve ancestors of witches are much stronger than imagined. I am afraid that this momentum is not low at the level of gods." Feeling the gaze cast by the twelve ancestors of witches, the eight and a half gods , each of them looked extremely solemn, that feeling was simply irresistible.

"Huh? This kid has a unique vision. He actually knows that we are at the level of the gods and have a good cultivation. Yes, the 12 of us are already at the peak of the level of the gods. If we can go to other higher levels If we are 12 people, the breakthrough is only a matter of time, tens of thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, it is unexpected that we can be resurrected and return to this land."

(End of this chapter)