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Watching Wu Luo enter Longkou, a smile appeared at the corner of Nagato's mouth.

In fact, in the battle of ten thousand years at the spiritual level, Nagato had long understood the purpose of the witch through some clues, so when the incarnation of the witch swallowed the giant he had transformed, he set the game.

At the expense of self-destruction, Nagato left a strand of his will in the fragments that the witch had swallowed.

Through the careful operation of this wisp of will, Nagato cleverly deceived the opponent's perception with his more complete Dao ancestor-level state of mind than the witch, and guided all his soul to the core of chaos.

"And here is your burial place!"

Speaking cruel words softly, Nagato's will resonated with the devil dragon.

The witch's soul was directly swallowed into his body by the magic dragon, and the endless chaotic origin power emerged, madly killing the witch's soul, trying to wipe out everything about him.

At the juncture of life and death, Wu's mind opened up like never before.

Perceiving at this moment as if breaking through some shackles, he clearly perceives that the fragments in his soul are emitting wonderful ripples that interfere with his soul, and immediately, he understands everything.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The roar of anger came out from Wu Wu's mouth, and the power of Dao Ancestor level burst out unreservedly.

Taboo witchcraft, unprecedented transformation, and even the aid of summoning civilization...

Wu has tried every attack he can think of.

It's just a pity that he is in the body of the dragon. The dragon is not a real dragon, but the passing of Nagato. With my own authority, part of the power that controls the origin of chaos sends out an attack from the place where time started.

In essence, the so-called magic dragon is the origin of chaos, and its pure strength far surpasses the origin of chaos that exists at the Dao ancestor level.

The outburst of witches did not help him get out of the predicament, no matter what kind of witchcraft or form could not break through the body of the magic dragon, the connection between witch and civilization was directly isolated by the origin of chaos.

Many attempts made him fall into a greater crisis after consuming more power.

For the first time, after becoming Taoist ancestor, Wu felt desperate.

Maybe it's been a long time since Wu had felt this way. Wu suddenly calmed down, carefully savoring the feeling of despair, but Wu's heart couldn't help but return to the distant past, and countless pasts flashed in his consciousness.

For a long time, Wu gave up resistance and said softly, "Master of reason, you have won!"

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There is a big horror between life and death.

In the last moments of life, life will show its own essence, some will be hysterical, some will burst into tears, and some will choose to accept. Obviously, witches belong to the last kind.

He calmly greeted his end.

Witnessing the passing of a Taoist ancestor, Nagato Gujing Wubo couldn’t help but feel a ripple in his mind. You know, that was a Taoist ancestor. If it hadn’t fallen into his trap, Nagato would have to fight for millions of years. It can be consumed to death.

In addition, Nagato felt a trace of extremely subtle sadness.

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While thinking, the red-haired boy couldn't help but sigh softly.

Dao ancestor has been fundamentally different from the infinite life of the entire chaos. In a sense, only Dao ancestor is the same kind of Dao ancestor. Therefore, after the design is killed, Nagato will have such emotion.

"And this is just the beginning!"

This thought flashed through his mind, and Nagato's mood returned to the state of Furui without waves.

"Roar!!"

At this moment, the circling magic dragon roared, and the whole body was full of dark light. After the huge body shrank to less than two meters, the black light dissipated, revealing a man who looked exactly like a witch.

The only difference is that the man's eyes are deep purple, exactly like Nagato.

He is no one else, but it is the death of Nagato.

Or it's the part of me who died!

After all, the true passing self is located at the origin of time, fused with the origin of chaos.

"how is it?"

Seeing the passing of me, Nagato asked softly.

"well!"

After a while, I pondered for a moment and said, "As for all about witches, I have already carried out preliminary refining with the characteristics of my own part of the chaotic origin. Although it will take some time to completely digest, it is no problem to pretend to be a witch."

"I will copy Wu's memory to you!"

Along with the words of passing away, Nagato's consciousness has a long memory in the unit of hundreds of millions of years.

If an ordinary person receives such a huge memory, it will definitely explode in an instant, but Nagato is not very human. For this kind of memory reception can be described as a familiar road, although it is not as fast as I am, but it is not too slow.

In about half an hour, Nagato scanned Wu's life roughly.

The red-haired boy had to sigh that the ancestor of witch has absolutely no water at all. From a magical apprentice in a magical civilization that initially collapsed to the establishment of a wizarding civilization, the life of a witch is magnificent and wonderful.

Through Wu's memory, Nagato has become more aware of endless chaos, and Wu's practice memory has brought him a lot of inspiration.

It would take a lot of time for Nagato to digest these memories completely.

"So, let's do what you need to do first!"

Having made such a decision in his heart, Nagato temporarily suppressed the act of digesting memory, and looked up at the dead me. The two were the same person, and they understood each other's thoughts without communicating.

The breath of each other resonated again, and I raised my hand and opened the channel from the chaos core to chaos.

The two stepped out at the same time, and immediately left the core of chaos and arrived at the top of the highest witch tower of the witch civilization. At this time, Nagato was presenting the posture of soul projection, silent and intangible.

The supreme will quietly expanded, directly shielding everything around it.

The dead me directly settled on the throne. The body of the Wuyuan was just a moment of time. The dead me simulated all the characteristics of the soul of the shaman, perfectly matched with the body, and then completely refined it.

No one can detect the whole process.

Whether it is the tower spirit of the Supreme Witch Pagoda, or the luck of the Witch Civilization, or the other Taoist ancestors of Chaos, no one knows that the master of the Witch Civilization was replaced at this moment...