Wuxia's Supreme Lottery System / Wuxia's Super Big Boss

　　Thousands, tens of thousands of years have passed since the prehistoric era!

　　If they still can't see it, they can only say that this is the sorrow of the Wu clan.

　　Among the Three Realms and Six Paths in later generations, Su Ming had never heard of the existence of people from the Wu clan.

　　Their era is long over.

　　"presumptuous!"

　　"Dare to look down on our Wu clan, the warriors of the Wu clan, arrest him and dedicate it to the great great witch Chiyou!"

　　The [-]-foot-tall Witch Race Spirit roared loudly, and the Witch Race Spirits surrounding Su Ming immediately shot.

　　Roar!

　　Hundreds of ferocious beasts let out a fierce roar, the sound was like thunder, and the fierce aura was surging like a wave, trying to suppress Su Ming.

　　If this were replaced by any Earth Immortal, I am afraid that under such a terrifying atmosphere, he would not be able to calm down.

　　But to Su Ming, such a scene was nothing.

　　He has gone through countless battles, and his heart has long been as stable as Mount Tai, and will not be shaken in any way.

　　bass!

　　Ling Xujian was unsheathed, and the endless sword energy, like a wind blade that rolled backwards, drew a trajectory, and all the beasts around were directly killed by his terrifying sword energy almost at the moment of fighting!

　　"Damn human, damn you!"

　　The hundreds of witch race spirits surrounding Su Ming attacked together, and a sharp axe blade pierced through the void.

　　Hundreds of axe blades completely surrounded Su Ming, almost all angles were blocked, and there was nowhere to escape.

　　A sharp edge flashed in Su Ming's eyes, his whole body was surging with aura, immeasurable immortal light erupted, and purple splendor radiated from the earth.

　　The swept sword energy was like a dragon wave in an angry sea, and the fierce sword light ripped apart this void.

　　Stab, stab!

　　All the axe blades, under this sword energy, were crushed without the slightest resistance.

　　The sword qi didn't disappear. Ling Xujian became more and more fierce under the control of Su Ming's (biaj) spiritual sense.

　　Bang bang bang!

　　One after another sword qi rushed through the void, and the purple sword qi formed a splendid trajectory in the void.

　　No one can resist his sword qi, let alone his edge.

　　Under this sword energy, every battle spirit passed through, and the death was only in an instant.

　　hum!

　　However, the [-]th grade World Exterminating Black Lotus in Su Ming's body did not make them die happily. It suddenly emitted a strong black light, and a vortex centered on Su Ming appeared.

　　The infinite suction devoured all the hundreds of battle spirits around.

　　One by one Soul Orbs were obtained by Su Ming, a total of [-] high-grade Soul Orbs!

　　These Soul Orbs can make Su Ming's Primordial Spirit power grow to an extremely terrifying level.

　　"Kill my Wuzu warrior, my Wuzu will not let you go!"

　　"The great great witch Chiyou will make you never live forever!"

　　The [-]-foot-tall Witch Race Spirit didn't die, he didn't even have time to take action, and was directly suppressed by the [-]th Grade World Extinguishing Black Lotus.

　　Su Ming felt that the strength of the witch clan's spirit was astonishing, but before he started, he couldn't feel the specific strength of the opponent.

　　Now, being suppressed by the [-]th Grade Extinguishing Black Lotus is actually a good thing for him.

　　All the beasts had completely disappeared, and the three hundred warrior spirits of the Wu clan were also refined into soul orbs, which were obtained by Su Ming.

　　And the strongest witch race spirit was directly suppressed, and the city of exile became a land without owners.

　　The strength of this witch race spirit did not make Su Ming feel incapable of confrontation. It was not much different from the fierce spirits and evil spirits he had encountered before.

　　The only powerful war spirit of the witch race has been suppressed, and the terror of the endless hell is nothing more than a little to him.

　　"Who built the city of exile? Could it be these witch race souls?"

　　Su Ming walked towards the big city with doubts.

　　The huge stone gate stood there, and Su Ming passed through the huge city gate and came to this city of exile.

　　At first glance, you can't see the edge. It's said to be a big city inside, but it's better to say it's a prison.

　　Su Ming saw that there were prisons everywhere. These prisons were neither gold nor iron. They seemed to be made of special materials that could even hold souls.

　　Inside were countless corpses of various types, similar to what Su Ming saw outside.

　　In such a huge city, there are actually only a few hundred war spirits of the witch race. It is conceivable that the spirits of the gods and demons that were originally imprisoned here have been swallowed up by the war spirits of the witch race.

　　Only swallowing can make them stronger.

　　Su Ming walked along the avenue. The area covered by his spiritual sense was still only about ten feet, but the scene in the distance could be seen clearly.

　　In the center of the city of exile, there is a tall altar, and the altar exudes a faint yin, as if it were a dead place. .

Chapter Fourteen: Chi You Yuanshen (3/4)

　　This is an altar made of black boulders, with an altar in the middle, the altar is sunken, and nothing can be seen inside.

　　Around the altar, there are thirteen small altars, covered with dry blood, and the blood in the altar made of black boulders seems very dim, obviously time has passed for a long time.

　　"They sacrifice here."

　　Su Ming thought to himself.

　　The so-called sacrifice can be sacrificed with the blood of a stranger, or the primordial spirit, so that the objects in the altar they want to sacrifice can obtain the blood and the spirit of the primordial spirit.

　　Through this kind of sacrifice, to a certain extent, the dead powerhouse can give back the powerful power to the sacrificer, and it may even be possible for the dead powerhouse to be resurrected.

　　Su Ming didn't stop and walked towards the center of the altar.

　　He was very curious as to who the people they wanted to sacrifice on the altar were "Eight Four Seven".

　　"Could it be that the ancient great Wu Chiyou they have been talking about is not successful?"

　　Su Ming wasn't sure, but he already had some ideas in his heart.

　　He remembered that the [-]-meter-high ancient Wu clan war spirit called out Chi You's name several times.

　　If they were really sacrificing Chiyou, maybe they really wanted to bring Chiyou back to life.

　　Su Ming was standing beside the huge altar. He had come to the most central position. There was actually a black sarcophagus.

　　Su Ming's eyes suddenly changed!

　　In this sarcophagus, what remains is a tall and sturdy corpse, the flesh and blood of the body has completely disappeared, and the skeleton reveals a tyrannical coercion.

　　This skeleton, all over the body, no longer has any breath of life. From the surface, this is a skeleton that has completely lost its life.

　　"Whose corpse is this? Is it really the corpse of the ancient great Wu Chiyou?"

　　"In legend, Chiyou's corpse was divided into nine parts, and they were guarded in nine different positions."

　　Su Ming muttered to himself, reaching out to touch the corpse.

　　"Boy, you are very courageous, but your strength is too weak."

　　"This deity is very curious, what ability do you have to come to this city of exile."

　　At this moment, a voice came from the void.

　　There was no emotion in that voice, it could even be said to be a little indifferent.

　　Su Ming didn't notice anyone around him at all, so where did this voice come from?

　　hum!

　　"Don't look for it, the deity is here."

　　"What you see is just the body of the deity."

　　In the void, a faint figure emerged.

　　This figure is actually a primordial spirit, but it looks very weak.

　　He is burly, with no strands on the top, and his majestic muscles are like hills. His body is tall, but not as tall as other witch race spirits.

　　He looked no different from an ordinary burly man.

　　The burly body, indifferent eyes, and unsmiling face, this is what Su Ming sees.

　　"Who are you?" Su Ming asked lightly with his hands on his back.

　　He didn't seem nervous, because there was no need.

　　If this big man is going to be bad for him, Su Ming is not afraid!

　　Su Ming, who owns the [-]th grade Black Lotus, is not afraid of anyone's shot, and the Black Lotus will naturally protect his safety.

　　The big man glanced at him coldly, and gently stroked the black sarcophagus with one hand, and there was a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

　　But then, in those eyes, there was unwillingness, anger, and fierce murderous aura!

　　"Who am I? Hahaha!"

　　"The deity is the great Wu Chiyou of the Wu clan!"

　　"Compete with the deer in the world, compete with Xuanyuan Huangdi, and compete for the world's Chiyou!"

　　Chi You's eyes widened in anger, his long hair danced with the wind, and a terrifying energy radiated from his surroundings, like an unparalleled overlord, commanding the world!

　　This strong performance and domineering style can only be achieved by a peerless overlord like Chi You.

　　Su Ming's eyes moved slightly, he did not expect that the big man in front of him was actually the great Wu Chiyou of the ancient times!

　　Su Ming couldn't imagine that if the primordial spirit in front of him was really Chi You, it would be very different from the legend.

　　The legendary Chi You is huge, reaching several feet tall, like a peerless monster, killing people like numbness and incomparably terrifying.

　　This is also far from the legend.