Tomb robbing: The survivors of the ruins will live forever from Pingshan

The Great Witch of Xianbei.

The old man who seems to have taken away his body.

A body of unpredictable witchcraft, coupled with Huang Pizi's methods.

The pressure on Chen Zhao was no different than when facing a six-winged centipede.

wrong.

Not just six-winged centipedes!

The old Huangpizi who stirred up troubles and spied on immortality was the great demon who had cultivated the inner elixir.

Plus the Xianbei Witch who is comparable to the Corpse King of Pingshan.

Equal to him.

One 24 people faced two people joining forces.

How dare Chen Zhao have the slightest contempt?

and so.

Start here.

All his methods that seemed to break the situation were actually paving the way for this moment.

"town!"

His eyes were like knives, staring at the struggling figure whose retreat was blocked by the force of the fist.

The great witch of Xianbei at this moment.

Seemingly calm.

In fact, the bronze mask's blank eyes and panicked pace had already exposed her innermost feelings.

Shaking the bell in his hand wildly.

But that majestic punching power.

But it is like a city wall made of molten iron.

Even though he was carrying a shamanic weapon, every time he shook it, he could only tear off a small piece of the city wall.

Want to break completely.

Difficult to climb to the sky.

And just when she was like a trapped beast still fighting.

A cold, ice-like voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

She seemed to have thought of something.

Suddenly turned around.

then.

The pupils hidden under the bronze mask suddenly dilated.

in sight.

She could only see a golden light erupting like flowing fire.

tear the night sky.

It was not the terrifying pupil technique that the young man had performed previously.

The golden light now is even more terrifying.

Especially the Taoist aura contained in it was fatal to her.

The big witch raised her head and let out a shrill scream.

Inside the body under the robe.

Black mist billowed up.

In an instant, his long hair stood on end, and the nails on his hands grew crazily in an incredible way.

Simultaneously.

There are words in the mouth.

A very strange tone.

That was a pronunciation that Chen Zhao had never heard before.

Maybe a shamanic spell?

Or is it Xianbei language?

He's still guessing.

The smoke billowing from the big witch slowly squirmed and finally condensed into a strange figure.

floating in mid-air.

Chen Zhao looked up.

He has been traveling around the world during this period and has seen quite a few strange things.

But now when looking at that figure.

There was a look of surprise on his face that was difficult to conceal.

The shadow is vast and boundless.

Neither human nor beast.

Not even any kind of creature he could understand.

"Shaman Ancestor God?"

An idea suddenly appeared in Chen Zhao's mind.

In the shamanistic tradition.

The ancestral god serves as the creator god.

He not only created humans, but also endowed mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars, thunder, lightning, wind and clouds, fire and spirituality.

It is the supreme being that dominates nature and mankind.

That dark shadow in front of me.

Although it's just a phantom.

But it gave him an unprecedented pressure.

In the entire corpse cave, it seemed like countless years had passed in an instant.

In the sight, the mountains and rivers change, and the sea changes.

boom--

Until an astonishing sound of breaking through the air came from the corpse-suppressing talisman.

Chen Zhao suddenly woke up.

He bit his tongue sharply.

This Xianbei witch really has something.

He almost fell into a fantasy.

"Evil heretics dare to be presumptuous!"

Chen Zhao's face turned cold and he shouted in a deep voice.

"Double Eye Technique!"

In an instant.

A ray of golden light burst out again in the eyes that were originally silent.

He looked hard at the shadow behind the humble witch.

boom! !

Under the double-pupil method, all kinds of evils occur.

The phantom was already shaky and seemed to be shattered and dispersed at any time.

At this moment, he was swept away by his eyes.

In an instant, it could no longer be maintained and turned into wisps of black smoke again.

And instead of returning to the witch, she disappeared into the corpse cave.

And was stopped on the corpse suppressing charm in mid-air.

The golden light surged again.

Like a flash of fire tearing through the night.

The phantom of the ancestor god summoned by the great witch of Xianbei after using up too much witchcraft power was broken.

Now there is simply no energy left.

He could only watch the talisman fly towards him through the air.

hum!

The corpse-suppressing talisman entered from between the eyebrows.

Instantly nailing her to the spot.

The Great Witch of Xianbei, who was still trying to struggle, was also sealed to death in an instant.

Subsequently.

Chen Zhao saw that the witch's face showed great pain, and a blazing talisman was inserted between her eyebrows.

wrong.

Not like fire.