Great Primordial Qinglin Road

"Ninth brother.

After these Ancestral Witch statues in the Ancestral Hall of Witches were restored through time reversal, Di Jiang and five other Ancestral Witches rushed in.

"Brother Ninth, how are you?" Looking at Zhu Jiuyin, Xuan Ming and Houtu, they also looked worried.

"I'm fine." Zhu Jiuyin said weakly.

But the next moment, Zhu Jiuyin's facial features were twisted together in extreme pain.

How could the damage caused by the backlash of this time be overcome so easily.

Just now Zhu Jiuyin only suffered from liver and gallbladder splitting, but now his whole body and every part of his body is suffering from torture.

"Cough cough cough."

Zhu Jiuyin coughed several times, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth.

The pain caused by such a powerful backlash is not something that others can understand at all. It is as if the physical body is about to be completely torn apart by the backlash brought by the law of time.

And on the other side, the land of the south.

There are still six Ancestral Witches who continue to lead the Witch Clan tribe to fight against the Demon Race.

Nearly half of the tens of millions of monster soldiers were directly crushed to death by the power of Ancestral Witch's laws.

Some of the 365 demon kings were seriously injured.

"Retreat, we can't fight any longer." Bai Ze also knew that time was almost up, so he gave the order.

After such a long delay, the Witch Clan Ancestral Hall of Witches should have lost Qi Luck to some extent.

If we continue to call 607, it will be meaningless. It will only increase casualties.

"good."

Ji Meng and other demon kings, after hearing Bai Ze's order, took the demon soldiers and began to retreat.

After the Demon Race was repulsed, the six Ancestral Witches did not pursue it. Because something happened in the Ancestral Hall of Witches, they had to go back to the Ancestral Hall first to have a look.

Qi Luck passed in the Ancestral Hall of Witches just now, and the six Ancestral Witches also felt it. Now, although the Witch Clan Qi Luck no longer passes, these six Ancestral Witches also understand that the returning Ancestral Witches such as Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, etc. must be After paying a huge price, the Witch Clan's Qi Luck will no longer continue to flow.

They must rush back to the Ancestral Hall of Witches as soon as possible to see what is going on.

"The Demon Race has been repulsed. Everything will be fine for the time being. You and your tribe will rush to the main land at full speed." Ru Shou looked at the Great Witches among these tribes and said, "There is a problem in the Ancestral Hall of Witches. , Brother, they don’t know what price they paid to stop the flow of Qi Luck. We must rush back as soon as possible.

"Ancestral Witch, please feel free to go, we will rush to the main land of Mt. Buzhoushan with all our strength."

After the Great Witch heard Ru Shou's words, Taguchi responded.

"(cfeh) Yeah." Ru Shou nodded, turned back to look at the other Ancestral Witches, and said, "Let's leave quickly.

As soon as the voice fell, six Ancestral Witches, including Ru Shou, Zhu Rong, Tianhao, Qiang Liang, Yi Zi, and Shē Bishi, all rushed to the Witch Clan's main territory.

When these six Ancestral Witches returned to the Ancestral Hall of Witches, they saw the intact Ancestral Witch statue and Zhu Jiuyin's painful look.

The six Ancestral Witches instantly understood what was going on.

"Jiu Di, did you use time to go back again?" Qiang Liang looked at Zhu Jiuyin's painful expression, frowned, and said, "How is your situation now?"

"I..." Zhu Jiuyin opened his mouth and said weakly: "I can still hold on."

This time, he fell into the Demon Race's trick and the Ancestral Hall of Witches Qi Luck passed. Zhu Jiuyin used time reversal and paid the price of time backlash to stop the flow of Qi Luck.

Once the suppressed Qi Luck flows out, it will be difficult to condense it again.

"I'm going to kill those two beasts in Heavenly Court." Zhu Rong turned around and walked outside with anger on his face.

"Stop." Di Jiang looked at Zhu Rong, Taguchi said.

"Brother, Demon Race harmed me Witch Clan Qi Luck. Ninth brother is in pain now. He has paid such a heavy price. Is it possible that we don't want to take revenge?" Zhu Rong turned around and said in a hoarse voice.

"How could this revenge not be avenged?" Di Jiang clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said: "But the most important thing now is to strengthen these Ancestral Halls of Witches. Demon Race must not be allowed to happen again. If you have an opportunity, come and attack me again at the Ancestral Hall of Witches."

"Brother is right, the Witch Clan Qi Luck has been lost, and the Ancestral Hall of Witches must not have any more problems." Zhu Jiuyin said with a weak breath: "We must use the Ancestral Witch essence and blood to strengthen the Ancestral Hall of Witches. These Ancestral Witch figures."

Houtu also nodded slightly and said, "Yes, not giving Demon Race an opportunity is the most important thing now.

Under the current situation, the only way is to add one more drop of blood essence to these Ancestral Witch statues to completely strengthen them to the spirit treasure level. Then unless Emperor Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi come in person, it will be absolutely impossible for other Demon Races to attack the statues again. cause some damages. "

Zhu Rong heard what the three said, suppressed the anger in his heart, and continued to return to the Ancestral Hall of Witches, preparing to strengthen the Ancestral Witch statue like other Ancestral Witches.

"Little sister, help me up." Seeing Zhu Rong come back, Zhu Jiuyin looked at Houtu and said.

Zhu Jiuyin's intention is very obvious. The next step is to strengthen the Ancestral Witch statue, so Zhu Jiuyin wants to force out the Ancestral Witch's blood and strengthen the Twelve Ancestral Witch statue like other Ancestral Witches.

However, Houtu heard Zhu Jiuyin's words, but did not help him up, but turned his head.

"Ninth brother, you are still suffering from backlash. This time to strengthen the Ancestral Witch statue, you should not take action." Di Jiang turned around and said to Zhu Jiuyin.

"Brother, it can't work." Zhu Jiuyin heard Di Jiang's words and said with a painful look on his face.

"It's okay if I say it. You are already in terrible pain. If you lose one drop of Ancestral Witch essence blood, your injuries will be aggravated." Di Jiang looked at Zhu Jiuyin and said in an unquestionable tone.

Di Jiang was worried about Zhu Jiuyin. The other Ancestral Witches looked at Zhu Jiuyin and tried to persuade him.

"Ninth brother, just listen to my elder brother and don't take action this time."

"Yes, Ninth Brother, you are suffering from backlash now, and you must not force out any more blood.

"Brother Ninth, the eldest brother is right, your injury cannot be worsened, otherwise you will not be able to bear it."

"You...listen to me." Zhu Jiuyin looked at the Ancestral Witches around him in pain, and said weakly: "Twelve Ancestral Witches are like one body, so that we can suppress the Witch Clan Qi Luck

If I am missing one, then my Ancestral Witch statue will still be lost if it is attacked by Demon Race again, Witch Clan Qi Luck.

Then won’t all your efforts be in vain?”

"I said no, I just can't. If you want to strengthen your Ancestral Witch statue, at least you need to recover from your injuries." Di Jiang heard Zhu Jiuyin's words, but still disagreed.

Zhu Jiuyin is right, the Twelve Ancestral Witch statue is one, suppressing the Witch Clan Qi Luck. Even if other Ancestral Witch strengthen the Ancestral Witch statue, but Zhu Jiuyin's Ancestral Witch statue is not strengthened, when it is damaged, the Witch Clan Qi Luck will still be destroyed. passing.

Of course Di Jiang knew these things, but he couldn't bear to see Zhu Jiuyin get injured again. .