Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 1107

The Wu tribe, one of the nine ancient Taiko.

In the archaic era, dominate the wild and enslave all races!

Witchcraft, as the master of the witch tribe, naturally has a distinguished status and is admired by all races.

Unfortunately, in the ghost curse graveyard, he really did not feel the dignity of the young master of the Wu tribe, but felt extremely distressed.

Ghost Curse Graveyard is one of the nine Forbidden Lands in Heaven!

Except for the people of the nine races, any alien who enters them must be ruthlessly wiped out by the witch race!

It may seem that there is something wrong, but it is boring for witches to wander in the ghost curse graveyard all day!

It's like a well here.

The vast sky outside is the vast sky!

Everyone around was a member of the Wu tribe.

He couldn't feel the pleasure recorded in the ancient books of the Wu people, looking down at the sky and enslaving all the people.

I can not feel the kind of honor standing on top of the mountain and admiring and worshiping all the nations!

The witch people are immersed in the glory of the past all day, and the witchcraft is quite disdainful.

The battle of ancient times, defeat is defeat.

The tribe's surrender to this ghost-cursed graveyard was the result of its defeat.

This is nothing!

Big deal, everything in this life will be lost!

Witch has had this idea more than once.

He has this qualification and has this potential.

He is the young master of the Wu tribe, the first person of the younger generation!

He had wanted to go out several times, but was stopped by his predecessors in the Wu tribe.

Finally, he waited for an opportunity.

About ten years ago, a man came from the ghost curse cemetery, which is a relic of the Wu tribe, almost wiped out by the tribe.

Is the lonely Taoist around him.

It was this man that made him realize that, on the continent, the human race declined, and chaos had already appeared!

Finally, under his constant insistence, he and the Lone Spirit Taoist left the Wu clan, and Uncle Lan, who had taken care of him for many years, was relieved and followed.

In Wu Yan's view, Uncle Lan was a bit cautious.

Although he is returning to the virtual realm, with his fighting power, he can easily cross the great realm and kill the princes of the Dao of Taoism!

Even with the power of fit, with his many cards, he can escape the day of birth.

There will be no danger at all when leaving Ghostbow Graveyard.

What's more, according to the solitary soul Taoist, among the four dynasties in the Northern Territory, there is no power of integration!

After ten years of preparation, the three left the ghost curse graveyard.

Similar to the situation described by the lonely soul Taoist, the four dynasties are too weak!

Little maggots can kill many people!

Wu Wu finally felt the thrill of looking down on life and taking charge of life and death!

Under his order, the lone spirit Taoist kept releasing maggots and scourged the Northern Territory. He was excited when he saw countless people struggling and shouting!

Subsequently, the three of them boarded Longhu Pavilion in person.

As expected by the lonely soul Taoist, although the Dragon Tiger Pavilion is a human monk's monastic monk, but after knowing their identity, they dare not have any rebellion.

Send many monks in the door for them to drive!

Of course, during this period, some monks had objections and were easily killed by him!

Recalling the Faxiang Daojun who died in his hands, the witch's face couldn't help showing a vicious smile.

So cool!

Killing all the way, **** all the way!

Witchcraft is really incomprehensible. How did such a cowardly people, such a weak and timid practitioner, win the war of ancient times.

Wu Yi looked at the not-so-distant Feng Feng, his mouth slightly tilted, his expression indifferent.

This battle has been going on for more than half a day.

He never shot, and stood by and watched.

He enjoyed it very much.

The group of cultivators on the main peak of Jiufeng are like ants, trembling with fear, and in his eyes, they struggle to survive.

The more the monks were afraid, the more excited he was!

It's like a cat and a mouse.

If you kill the mouse at once, you will have no fun.

Of course, not all ants are on this battlefield.

"interesting."

Wu Wu put out her tongue, licked the corner of her mouth, and looked at the blond **** the battlefield, her eyes flashed a bit of evil, and said, "Simply here, I encountered a girl with the blood of the Protoss!"

"The young girl's blood is impure, it's just a relic of the protoss."

Behind the witch, the blind old man whispered.

"Well."

The witch pursed his lips and said, "Look at this figure, this small waist, this look is perfect! No wonder they all say that the Protoss are all handsome men and women, and the ancients don't deceive me!"

"This girl protoss has impure blood and can be so beautifully born. I'm all excited."

Hearing this sentence, the lone spirit Taoist did not know the mind of the witch, and said quickly: "This girl is just a relic of the Protoss, but a servant of Su Feng, a disciple of Wu Feng. The master can take her away! "

"Ok."

Witch nodded.

Looking at the blonde girl who was still fighting on the battlefield, the witch wandered her lips, a little impatience appeared in her eyes, and she sighed, "It's almost fun."

The lone spirit Taoist eyes brightened.

This means that the Witch will have to do it in person!

"okay."

Wu Wu slowly got up, his body seemed to have no gravity, and he floated out of the battlefield, and said lightly, "It's not easy for you to hold on till now."

The voice didn't fall, Wu Wu stretched out his fingers, and gently touched the direction of the fairy crane.

Lao Xianhe originally used her talented supernatural powers, her flexible and graceful body speed, and constantly traversed in the air. Even the two Faxiang Daojun couldn't restrain her.

suddenly!

Just after the witch reached out her finger, she had a strangely dark green rope on her body!

"what!"

The old fairy crane wailed.

This dark green rope, with a strong corrosive force, instantly corroded her wings and struck it into the flesh!

The old Xianhe felt his physical body and seemed to be torn by this rope!

This method, she had never seen before, was weird.

She couldn't even dodge her talent!

The eyes of the two philosophers Daojun were bright, and the spell erupted in the homeopathy, directly bombarding the old fairy crane!

boom!

Countless wings fell.

Lao Xianhe's body hit heavily on the mask formed by Hu Feng's big guardian formation.

Click!

The mask is broken!

Suzerain Ling Yun and other returning Taoists were shaken, spit out a large amount of blood, and his expression slumped instantly.

The old Xianhe worked hard to stay awake, transformed into an adult form, and fell into the crowd without hurting his disciples.

But she hit witchcraft first, and was hit by two spells in front. She was already hit hard and could not fight again.

Had she not been physically strong, she would have died.

"Master!"

Seeing this, Nianqi exclaimed.

Slightly wrong, her situation has become extremely dangerous, and she was almost hit by several Faxiang Daojun!

"Give up and save yourself suffering."

Wu Wu slowly walked towards Nianqi, reached out his palm, enveloped Nianqi, smirked, and said, "No need to struggle, everything is futile!"

(End of this chapter)