Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

"king!"

The twelve witch gods shouted in unison, and their voices spread throughout the square.

The huge square was so quiet that one could hear the drop of a pin. This call echoed over and over again in the whole place...

Ling Feng froze. Oh no, he was exposed!

He once received the inheritance of the witch ancestor, which means that he has the aura of the witch ancestor in his body!

Wu Zu, who are you?

The ancestor of all witches, the twelve witch gods are, at best, just servants of the witch ancestor.

And these twelve shaman gods sensed the aura of the witch ancestor on Ling Feng, and naturally mistakenly thought that Ling Feng was the witch ancestor himself.

Therefore, the twelve witch gods all bowed respectfully to Ling Feng.

But then things get serious.

Everyone looked at Ling Feng dumbly.

Twelve witch gods, what do you call Ling Feng?

king?

Ling Feng is the king of the wizard gods?

So who is he?

Could it be that he is still the witch ancestor?

"Gulu!"

The sound of swallowing saliva can be heard constantly. Ling Feng, is he the witch ancestor?

Is this new kid the witch ancestor?

Wu Zu?

Wuzu!

Wu Zu? ? ?

Wuzu! ! !

Ling Feng's head darkened, and he secretly regretted in his heart. He just wanted to sneak into the Temple of the God of Witches in a low-key manner, and steal the Shenhuang Picture Book in a low-key manner, that's all.

What's going on now?

It would be difficult for everyone in the entire Witch God Temple to recognize him.

Swish, swish, swish!

The images of the twelve witches and gods disappeared in a flash, turning into rays of divine light and integrating into Ling Feng's body.

After a while, the light dissipated, and Ling Feng's palm was released from the holy pillar.

He raised his hand and looked at his palm, then at the Holy Blessing Pillar, and then at the disciples who were kneeling down below. Ling Feng was a little at a loss for a moment.

The awkward atmosphere lasted for a long time before someone finally stood up.

Afterwards, everyone stood up one after another, but the awe lingering in their hearts could not be dissipated for a long time.

Everyone's eyes turned to Ling Feng, and for a moment they didn't know what to think of this new disciple.

The twelve witches and gods all call him "King".

So, who is he?

Is he just an ordinary disciple?

But ordinary disciples are not qualified to be called king by the Witch God.

The Witch God is their belief, a belief that has been deeply ingrained in their hearts since they became a wizard and practiced witchcraft.

Deep inside the temple.

The elders gathered in front of a light curtain, and the figure in the light curtain was Ling Feng standing under the blessing pillar.

"This is undoubtedly a blessing from the gods."

Finally, an old man in white robes slowly spoke. Judging from his appearance, he was obviously a great wizard of light.

"Um!"

Everyone nodded in unison, and the appearance of the shaman-god Dharma was enough to prove that what Ling Feng received was a blessing from the gods.

However, that "king" made them very concerned.

What kind of person is qualified to be called king by the Witch God?

After thinking about it, it's probably only Wu Zu.

"I heard that this young man erased the three characters "Xiao Wushan" on the ancient monument of time during the trial at Xiao Wu Mountain, leaving behind his name, right?"

Right in front of the hall, an old man wearing a white robe and a crown spoke slowly.

"Report to the high priest, yes."

The great wizard of light bowed and said.

Within the Temple of the Witch God, the high priest is the spiritual leader jointly elected by all the great witches, and is also known as the person closest to the Witch God.

Once he is selected as the high priest, he can only stay in this temple for the rest of his life and cannot leave even half a step.

But similarly, as a high priest, you can also borrow some power passed down by the Witch God. This is probably the so-called, there are gains and losses.

"The three characters "Xiao Wushan" were left behind by the ancestor of witchcraft. This young man can erase these three characters, which is already a sign."

The high priest's voice was very gentle, even without any cadence, but in everyone's ears, it felt like a law, like an iron law that could not be violated.

"Now, the twelve witches and gods have arrived at the same time to worship this son together. Everything is very clear."

The high priest said slowly: "The witch ancestor descended from heaven and revived my witch ancestor!"

All the great witches looked at each other in confusion. Finally, a great fire witch asked: "What does the high priest mean, is this young man the new witch ancestor of our clan?"

"Either he is the reincarnation of the witch ancestor, or he is the descendant of the witch ancestor."

The high priest said slowly: "No matter which one it is, it is of great significance to my witch ancestor!"

Above the main hall, all the great wizards nodded frequently.

Whether it is the reincarnation of the witch ancestor or the successor of the witch ancestor, it means that after a few years, the witch ancestor will usher in a new witch ancestor!

Nothing is more exciting than this news.

Perhaps, because of this new witch ancestor, the witch clan will usher in a new golden age!

When the time comes, what will the Jidao God Clan mean?

"Then High Priest, how should we treat this young man? Should we protect him and use the best resources to quickly train him!"

"The eagle that soars high can only fly high in the sky by breaking its wings and growing them again. The growth of the witch ancestor also had to go through hardships."

The high priest's eyes narrowed and he said slowly: "The Northern Zerg is ready to make a move. It just so happens that this is an opportunity to sharpen them."

"What does the high priest mean?" The great wizard of light looked at the high priest, already understanding in his heart.

"You have people pass the order. These new disciples will participate in the Northern Campaign together with other disciples. Those who have gained the most merits can be granted permission to enter the temple and make a request to me in person. Any request!"

The Great Wizard of Light's eyelids twitched, "Northern Zerg? High Priest, for new disciples, is this a bit..."

"If you want to become a new generation of witch ancestors, you must be an extraordinary person."

The high priest said slowly, "Okay, there is no need to discuss this matter anymore. Let them set off in five days!"

"yes!"

All the great wizards responded in unison.

…

In the Holy Pillar Square, Ling Feng still stood under the Holy Pillar. The blessings of the Twelve Witch Gods had just been introduced into his body, which undoubtedly deepened his understanding of the forbidden spells that the Twelve Witch Gods had passed on to him. A lot.

"Congratulations, junior brother!"

Duan Lingtian jumped onto the high platform, walked to Ling Feng's side, raised his hand to pat Ling Feng's shoulder, but halfway through, he took it back.

It seemed that Ling Feng had become a sacred and inviolable existence in his eyes.

After all, even Duan Lingtian has believed in the Light Witch God since he was a child.

The twelve witch gods just now also include the witch god of light. Thinking that the witch god of light calls Ling Feng the "king", Duan Lingtian feels somewhat humbled in front of Ling Feng.

The little junior brother in his eyes suddenly became the master of the god he believed in. This feeling is really indescribable.

Even Duan Lingtian was like this, not to mention Zhang Haoran and the others, they all looked at Ling Feng with obvious awe.