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"Yes, it is the people of the witch clan, who lived in Dongzhou before, and gradually went to extinction. However, some people still fled to settle down in the southern wilderness."

Tiantu said.

"You are very lucky. As soon as you came to the ancient world, you met the people of the witch clan."

Xiao Yifeng sighed. He didn't expect this guy's luck to be so good. As soon as he came to the ancient world, he met people of the same race.

"But then we met the Sikong people. They arrested us all and locked us up in a mountain peak. It seemed that they wanted something."

"As a result, it took me a few days to escape under the cover of other Wu people, but I was chased and killed by Sikong people all the way here, and then I was saved by the little Lord."

Tiantu looked at Xiao Yifeng and said one by one.

"Do the Sikong people arrest your sorcerers? What do they want? "

Xiao Yifeng's eyes twinkle with essence.

"It's not clear yet, but I still have a dozen people in their hands. I have to find a way to rescue them!"

Tiantu said in a deep voice, with a firm look in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it for you."

Xiao Yifeng looked at Tiantu and said directly.

"But little Lord, they have many masters. I'm afraid..."

A worried look flashed in Tiantu's eyes and looked at Xiao Yifeng.

"Don't worry, don't worry, they have masters, I have them too!"

Xiao Yifeng said with a smile.

"Are you going to fight? I like it. Let's get started

Wind youyou is a fear of the world is not chaotic appearance, a face excited said.

"This is it?"

Tiantu looked at the wind, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"This is wind youyou. I know a friend in the ancient world. They are all my subordinates. They are Zhang long, Zhao Hu, black and white. With them, as long as there is no more than five levels of life and death, you can certainly save those people of your own race."

Xiao Yifeng confidently said.

"Thank you very much

Tiantu was grateful, and then took Xiao Yifeng and others to the place where the Sikong clan imprisoned the witch people.

The place where the witch people were imprisoned was on a mountain outside the city. There were more than a dozen men of extraordinary height and stature. They were all dressed in rags and covered with blood. They were just the people of the witch clan.

However, all of them are just ordinary sorcerer blood, and their strength is only the spirit state and the cave empty state. Around them, there are more than a dozen guardians of the powerful spirit state, including four Nirvana elders, all of whom are from Sikong clan.

"How long is the vice patriarch

Said one of the four elders.

"I'm not sure, but it should be soon. If we can successfully find the site of the sorcerer and get the treasure of the witch clan, we will make great achievements."

Another old man said.

"The witch clan has been declining for tens of thousands of years. Is there really any treasure?"

Asked the third old man.

"The skinny camel is bigger than the horse. This sorcerer is one of the most powerful races in ancient times. Although it has declined and perished, there are still blood descendants. It is certain that something good will be passed down. Since there is this opportunity, we can't miss it."

The old men talked, and all their words were heard by Xiao Yifeng.

"It seems that this group of Sikong people are thinking about the treasure of the sorcerer clan, so they will start to catch these people!"

Xiao Yifeng's eyes twinkled and thought.

"Boy, hurry up, or you will be in trouble when the deputy chief of Sikong clan comes."

Long Qian said.

"Zhang long and Zhao Hu, black and white, let's go!"

Xiao Yifeng directly issued an order, and immediately a group of them rushed out.

This Zhang long and Zhao Hu rushed to the group of masters of the spirit and soul state of Sikong clan. As for black and white shuanglao, they rushed to the four Nirvana masters, while the rest were dealt with by Xiao Yifeng, and the wind youyou was leisurely walking.

Boom! Boom!!!

Zhang long and Zhao Hu burst out a terrible force as soon as he made a move. The swords and swords of Zhang long and Zhao Hu broke out. More than a dozen masters of the Sikong family in the spirit and soul state couldn't resist the terrible attack of two Nirvana strongmen, and they were all wiped out in a short time.

"Who are you? Unexpectedly... "

Looking at these four people, Xiao yipan directly rebukes them.

However, the black and white old man did not give them a chance to finish speaking, and two terrible palm prints were suppressed against them.

The four Nirvana masters did not even have a chance to escape. They were turned into powder by the terrible attack of black and white, and they could not die any more.

Although the nirvana strong man was a strong one in the ancient world, it was vulnerable to a blow in front of the strong one who could break through the life and death situation, and the weak one was comparable to the ant.As for the other Sikong people, they were all killed by Xiao Yifeng holding the Ming Hong sword. In less than a minute of the whole battle process, all the Sikong people were killed. This picture stunned Tiantu and the group of wizard people.

"Are you all right?"

Xiao Yifeng takes back Minghong sword and looks at the group of sorcerers and says that Tiantu is also in a hurry.

"Patriarch, are they?"

This group of sorcerers looked at Xiao Yifeng and others, and asked Tiantu in doubt.

"Patriarch?"

Hearing their address, Xiao Yifeng looked stunned. Some of them didn't respond. How could the butcher become the patriarch that day.

"I don't know why. Before and when they met, they said I had some kind of witch blood, and then they called me patriarch."

Tiantu said.

"Patriarch, what you have is the supreme witch blood of our Witch family. The witch God is the ancestor of our Witch family. All the people of the witch family who have the blood of the witch God are the clan leaders of our Witch family."

A middle-aged sorcerer looked at Tiantu and said.

"I see!"

Xiao Yifeng said softly, as if to understand.

"I don't want to be a patriarch. I just want to follow the little Lord. Today it is the little Lord who saved you. You can go back!"

Tiantu said, looking at the group of sorcerers.

"Patriarch, don't you go back with us? The witch clan has been living for tens of thousands of years and is on the verge of extinction. Our only hope is the blood of the witch."

"Only if you go back, can you lead us to rise again, return to the ancient times when the wizard dominated the world, and let the name of the witch clan spread throughout the ancient world again."

The middle-aged man looked at Tiantu and said excitedly.

"But..."

Tiantu frowned tightly and his eyes were full of hesitation.

"Ha ha ha, I didn't expect that the witch clan still has the blood of the witch God. This time, it's really good luck!"