Wizard War God

The young man was not affected by the lack of temperature of fire qi. To him, being able to cultivate it was already pretty good. In addition, he created two dantian s, one more than others. No matter how useless he was, he was stronger than ordinary cultivators.

The youth carefully examined his battle spirit and discovered a problem that left him extremely shocked.

There was a faint connection between the Dou Qi Vortex and the Blazing Peony Flower in his Sea of Consciousness. A very weak Qi line was connected and circulating with each other.

Spirit power and Dou Qi could interact, only in the legends. It was extremely powerful, in other words, Martial Spirit could not only help the Sea of Consciousness to raise the Spirit Power, it could also help the practitioner train his spirit power.

How could he not be excited? He almost lost his mind.

The upheaval in his body made the youth forget about the rapid loss of the peony energy in his sea of consciousness. There was a strange energy being devoured by the blood-red energy.

On the mountain, there was only the young man standing, the other elderly, women, and children lying on the ground. The adult warriors of the Blood Witch clan were all gathered in front of the Magus.

The previously bloodstained mountain range was now devoid of any trace of blood. All the wild beasts that filled the mountain range had now turned into a sacrificial offering and disappeared.

The young man had entered a state of madness before, and his mind had recovered. Hearing a Magus speak to him was something that he was speaking to in his mind.

"Child, you have failed in accepting the Witch clan's blood witch inheritance. I will do my best to protect your return to your territory. But I suggest that you better hide your name and live your life, and not go back to your territory. "

"Failed?" The youth was confused.

Didn't he create two dantian realms?

Moreover, it was a strange battle qi that fused automatically with spiritual energy.

The youth was extremely confused. He opened his eyes and saw everyone looking at him.

Their eyes were filled with disappointment and despair. Their faces were filled with sorrow!

An old man looked at the young man with a benevolent smile and said, "Zhan Tian, don't be sad. I can't cultivate either. I'm not living a good life right now."

This young man is the Ninth Prince of the Blood Witch King, Xue Zhantian.

Those following him, other than the guards, were all people who had been abandoned by the Blood Witch Clan. Those who belonged to the royal family were all hostages.

"Uncle, Zhan Tian will definitely bring you out of this ancient mountain range and return to the territory of the Senior Magi." Xue Zhantian revealed a determined look. During this escape, he had matured, and after going through a baptism of blood, his heart became much stronger than others.

"This way, First Granduncle won't have to worry." Blood uncle revealed a strange smile, he did not believe that Xue Zhantian could lead them out of this place.

The two beautiful young women woke up. They were princesses who had been sent to the Imperial City as hostages, rarely showing their faces. On the surface, they seemed to be of noble status, but in reality, they weren't even comparable to slaves.

"Child, are you alright?" Xue Zhantian's mother, Wu Wangfei crawled up and hugged Xue Zhantian in his arms, tears constantly flowing down his cheeks.

Xue Zhantian saw that his mother's beautiful face was filled with sorrow and concern, and his heart was in pain. The mother and son pair had been abandoned, and had been abandoned by the Kingdom.

"Xue Zhantian, you trash, if not for you, would we have fallen to our current state?" Princess Ling glared at Xue Zhantian hatefully as she asked sternly.

Princess Ling was very fat, with a plump body, revealing a wireless beautiful look. Broken silk clothes, spring light leaking, adding on her fat face, she looked even more sinister, but unfortunately, her words were even more venomous than a venomous snake, deeply piercing Xue Zhantian's heart.

"Ninth Prince." A clear and melodious voice rang out!

A fragrant smell wafted into his nose.

A sixteen year old girl, her looks were no worse than Wu Wangfei's. The Martial Spirit peony flower had been devoured by her, and the energy from the peony flower was still flowing into her chest. However, the shadow of the peony flower was not something an ordinary person could see. Even Xue Zhantian who was the owner of the peony flower could not sense the existence of the shadow peony flower.

Her skin was smooth as cream, fair and rosy, soft as jade and crystal clear. It was even more pure and flawless than the purest white jade. It was even softer than the gentlest of jades. It was even more delicate than the most beautiful rose petals. It was even more beautiful than the clearest crystal.

Even her tattered and filthy palace dress could not conceal her unique beauty.

Her beautiful face was filled with worry, as she crawled up and ran over, and constantly checked Xue Zhantian's body, her beautiful eyes filled with concern and purple.

Her name was Xiao Shi, and she was Xue Zhantian's Sword Attendant, the one taking care of Xue Zhantian.

"Where's the injury? "Quick, let me take a look." Xiao Shi asked worriedly.

I request Ninth Prince to grant me a marriage!" A burly man kneeled in front of Xue Zhantian. He looked to be very respectful to Xue Zhantian, but in reality, he had a domineering expression and a vicious gaze. His words carried a murderous intent.

The leader of the guards protecting the hostage guards, his name was Xue.

They had coveted Xiao Shi for a long time, and now, when Xue Zhantian was in danger, they were trying to intimidate him.

"What did you say?" Xue Zhantian was raging as he glared at Xie Ming.

"Ninth Prince, you have awakened a dead Martial Spirit and are unable to cultivate. Since the inheritance of the Blood Mage has failed, you are unworthy of having a sword servant. You are a trash, not worthy of having Xiao Shi. If you give Xiao Shi to me, I will protect you and bring you back to your territory. " Blood name stood up, aggressive.

"Bastard, I am still alive. I can activate the blood witch's inheritance once again. If you commit a crime, kneel down and beg forgiveness from Ninth Prince! " The Magus shouted in anger.

"The activation of the Blood Magus Legacy has failed. The inheritance of the 3,000 Magi failed. There are only a few Magi left, and you will never have another chance. Do you take me for a fool?" If Ninth Prince does not give Xiao Shi to me today, you can leave with your subordinates. " Xue Ming revealed a sinister and cruel smile.

"You're dreaming! Scram!" Xue Zhantian's eyes were about to crack as he said angrily.