Wizard War God

The Divine Martial Sect elders had expended a great deal of energy to imprison the Heavenly Flame, and upon discovering that the Heavenly Flame was actually the most trashy Bright Flame, they gave up on refining it. Otherwise, it wouldn't even be Xue Zhantian's turn to refine it.

The Elder would never have dreamed that the Fire Spirit had already mutated. There was a special ability, which was devouring, which could devour other fire for evolution's sake.

Even if one was able to swallow other kinds of fire, they would naturally be able to swallow fire to raise their temperature. Therefore, the temperature of the trash 'Bright Flame' would become terrifying.

Xue Zhantian discovered the changes in his' Heavenly Flame 'and knew that he had picked up a treasure. In the future, when he met a' Heavenly Flame ', he could let his' Bright Fire 'and' Heavenly Flame 'devour it.

No wonder he was told to turn the Heavenly Flame Fire Spirit into a divine flame, and become the strongest heavenly fire, so the Fire Spirit had to acknowledge Xue Zhantian.

With Bright Fire, refining liquids would become much easier in the future.

Xue Zhantian was in a great mood, but thinking about how this strange fire originally belonged to Lee Yijian, he felt embarrassed and ashamed.

Xue Zhantian opened his eyes and saw Lee Yijian, whose face was filled with panic and anxiety.

"Brother Tian, you subdued the Fire Spirit?" At this moment, no matter how foolish Lee Yijian was, he knew that not only was Xue Zhantian alright, it was possible for him to have subdued Fire Spirit.

"Yes, but unfortunately, it's the most trash of all, the Bright Fire Fire Spirit. Big Brother Lee, I'm sorry, but I don't know why I subdued the Fire Spirit." Xue Zhantian said awkwardly.

"You are my brother, so don't say anything. It's better for you to get it than to give it to others." Not only was Lee Yijian not jealous, he was actually extremely happy, happier than when he subdued the Fire Spirit.

Xue Zhantian looked at Lee Yijian's sincere eyes filled with blessings and felt his heart warm. This big bro was not bad, he was simply a blood brother.

At the moment, they were even closer to each other than brothers.

Xue Zhantian was a reborn parent to Lee Yijian, it would be a huge kindness to him to activate 100% of his bloodline and return to the Ancient Era.

Xue Zhantian owed a great debt to Xue Zhantian, so Lee Yijian swore in his heart that he would take good care of Xue Zhantian and protect him, and not let him suffer even the slightest bit.

Blood Witch clan tomb.

It was situated in the marshland on the north side of the ancient martial arts forest on the east side.

After ten consecutive days and nights of heavy rain, the swamps were flooded with water.

The ancestral burial site was outside Swamp City.

Blood Witch Clan were formed by five branches, one was the orthodox blood witch, it had always been the orthodox blood witch's leading Blood Witch Clan.

Six years ago, a branch had seized power, and the branch that had seized power had taken over three other branches. Now the army was on its way to attack the last swamp city of the orthodox blood witches.

Outside the city, the water was red. It was the color of the soldiers' blood.

Xue Zhantian's uncle stood on top of the city wall and looked at the enemy troops below the city with sorrow.

There was no doubt that Xiao Shi and her uncle were this group of children standing behind Xue Zhantian.

The soldiers had all died, and now the enemy was storming the city.

The orthodox blood witches tried their best to protect their king, building a Wall of Sighs, pouncing on him one by one, using their bodies to fend off the enemy's invasion.

Xiao Shi's cultivation was currently at the ninth level of the Refinement Realm, so there was no doubt that the cultivation of her four opponents were the same.

A group of children followed behind Xiao Shi and the rest. All of them were in the ninth grade Refining Body realm, and there were around a hundred of them.

Xiao Shi and the others who were trying to escape in the Ancient Martial Forest were caught by the killers from Qin Family.

Witch King who had been missing for six years was in other words, Xue Zhantian's father.

Witch King killed all of the Qin Family killers and brought Xiao Shi and the others to the Ancestral Mystery Realm's Spirit Pool.

After that, the Witch King took the princess away. Xiao Shi and the others returned to the Blood Voodoo Ancestral Tomb.

They could only watch helplessly as their citizens fell one by one to protect them.

There were only around twenty thousand people left in the city. Anyone with even a little bit of fighting strength had already entered the battle.

A group of elderly men with underage children were standing on top of the city walls, blocking the enemy's invasion with their bodies.

Tears flowed from their eyes as they roared in anger and despair.

We are all of the Witch clan, we are all of the same race, why must we kill each other?

The merciless slaughtering of children and the old men who were all at the end of their years.

Tears streamed down the faces of the enemy soldiers. They were not killing the enemy, but their own people.

The three hundred thousand strong army could have massacred the citizens of the city in an instant, but the soldiers had given in and gone mad.

They were not heroes, they were executioners. They had killed their own kin, and they had collapsed.

They did not want to be executioners, they would rather be lonely and helpless old people and children, after all, they used their bodies, with their lives to defend their homeland.

The soldiers also knew that the old man and the children in front of them who were desperately guarding the city were their own people and their own people.

"Prepare to attack!" Xiao Shi cried as she shouted, she could not hold it in any longer.

"Don't act recklessly, you are the hope of Blood Witch Clan, you absolutely cannot participate in the battle." Xue Zhantian's uncle, the Witch King, said sorrowfully.

"Protect the children in the swamp." Xue Zhantian's uncle Witch King asked with tears streaming down his face.

"The back of the city was flooded by the flood. We can't leave." An old man said sorrowfully.

"Could it be that the heavens want to destroy my Blood Witch Clan?" Witch King kneeled on top of the city walls and shouted, staring at the sky angrily.

If not for the flood, they would have already retreated. There was nowhere to run.

The enemy soldiers were too lenient to kill anymore, but they still charged into the city.

One by one, the elderly and children were knocked down, suppressed and unable to move by the two soldiers.

Soon, the great army entered the city. The old man and the child threw themselves at the soldiers with all their might. Some were killed and some were captured.

The army rushed up the city walls and surrounded Witch King and Xiao Shi.

A general brought a group of soldiers up. Looking at Witch King, Xiao Shi and the others, he looked at them with a regretful gaze, closed his eyes and said, "Kill them all."

The general knew that Xiao Shi and the others were the most outstanding younger generation in Blood Witch Clan.

"Stop!" Two figures flew over from the sky, descending from the sky.

Lee Yijian brought Xue Zhantian and landed beside Xiao Shi.

"Ninth Prince."

"Ninth Prince is back."

No doubt about it! cried the four of them in horror.

"Ninth Prince, run!" Xiao Shi's first reaction was to pull Xue Zhantian behind him and protect him.

"Who are you?" "Please don't bother about our Witch clan!" The general's expression changed greatly. Flying in the air, this was definitely a Profound Pill Stage expert.

A single Profound Pill Stage expert could kill all three hundred thousand soldiers.

"Retreat immediately, or all of you will die!" Lee Yijian said in a stern voice.

"Bastard!" Xue Zhantian's eyes were about to crack as he waved his sword in grief and indignation.

The General wanted to dodge but was crushed by the aura that Lee Yijian released. He watched as Xue Zhantian pointed his sword at him and then lost consciousness.

"Kill!" Kill them all! "

Xue Zhantian roared, he waved his sword and killed each and every guard.

"Kill!" Xiao Shi waved her sword and pounced on her!

One by one, the weak and hot-blooded warriors were awakened. Their blood boiled and their fighting spirit soared as they madly drew their swords and attacked.

Below the city walls, the enemy Archer quickly released her arrows.

Lee Yijian wielded his big sword and shot out a gust of wind, sending the arrows flying. One by one, the Archer's arrows fell, releasing miserable shrieks!

"Retreat from the city immediately, or die!" Lee Yijian said in a stern voice.