Nine Stars Killer

A group of more than a dozen people passed through several small streams and over a large mountain, and finally saw the misty smoke. It was very hidden and most people couldn't find it here.

From afar, in the depths of the mountains, there are many houses, in groups of three to five, and independent courtyards. The largest tribe should be the place where the patriarch lives.

The signal from Dacha energized the entire Wu tribe, rushing out of the houses one after another, but none of them looked like human beings, the same as at the beginning.

Whether it is the Immortal Clan or the Xuanming Clan, their bodies are ugly, they have been cursed, and their bodies are controlled by a mysterious spell.

Even the children who are born cannot escape their fate and still survive in this ugly way.

"Woohoo!"

Dibei blew the horn in his arms, and a whining sound was passed out. This was a signal telling everyone that they had returned.

"This is the highest assembly horn of our Witch tribe. Any Witch tribe who hears it will come out and gather!"

Lu Qian explained to Ye Feng that there are many types of horns in this collection. One is when encountering an enemy in a war, the horn will be sounded, but the sound is rapid and with a hint of killing.

If it is a celebration ceremony, the sound of the horn is long and full of joy.

The sound of the current horn is thick, as if Cangshan is echoing. This is the best level of welcoming ceremony, and it proves that there are big people coming.

However, in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of Wu tribe members appeared, standing outside together, not knowing what happened.

From among the witch tribes, dozens of strong immortal tribes came out. They should all be powerful characters from the witch tribes.

Dibei and the others rushed down the mountain quickly. After their bodies recovered, they were extremely fast, and within a few blinks of an eye, they appeared at the entrance of the tribe.

But they were quickly stopped by the Wu people, because they had become humans. Although their attire was still unique to the Wu people, who knew if they had killed Dipu and others and dressed like this.

"Father, the patriarch, it's me, and I'm Daqi, Daqi has come back, and brought back Lord Sorcerer God!"

Dichao looked far away, saw his father and the patriarch among the crowd, and hurriedly shouted loudly.

"Daifu, Dau?"

There was a burst of discussion from the crowd, and some couldn't believe it, how did Dapon become like this? Dang rushed down quickly and stood beside Dacup.

Those Witches who recovered, looked for their adults one after another, and shouted loudly.

After some explanations by Daqian and Daqian, they finally figured out that they had lifted the secret spell and recovered, and they became what they are now.

Accompanied by several people, the patriarch walked out slowly. After seeing Ye Feng, a small bone hung around his neck suddenly gleamed, and a faint witch spirit radiated from above.

"Sir, Sorcerer God, indeed, Lord Sorcerer God, our ancestors have appeared."

The patriarch suddenly burst into tears and knelt to the ground. The small bones hanging on his neck were the ones left by the candle dragon before he died. If he meets Lord Sorcerer God, he will naturally appear.

Kneeling down one by one, for a large area, tens of thousands of people kneeled down neatly, and Daqi and Daqi and others knelt together.

Without Lord Sorcerer, there would be no Twelve Sorcerer Gods, let alone them, so Lord Sorcerer created them.

"Everyone, get up!"

Ye Feng waved his hand and asked everyone to get up. Don't do such a big gift. He just inherited the inheritance of the wizard god, and he was not sure whether he could become the height of the wizard god.

"Thank you Sorcerer God!"

Everyone stood up and immediately led Ye Feng to rush towards the Wu tribe.

In the witch hall, the elders gathered, all of the elders of the Witch clan, sitting around one after another, only Ye Feng and Daqi were human-like, which looked a little strange.

Don't talk about them, even Daqi feels uncomfortable. It may be used to it before. Everyone is the same and doesn't feel anything.

But now it's different. Daqi has recovered. When I see my parents and look at the people in the clan, it doesn't feel like the same race.

Isn't Ye Feng? It feels like he's not talking with humans, but like mixing with a group of monsters.

"Everyone, please be happy, I will resolve the curse on you first!"

Ye Feng signaled that they all relax and don't have any psychological pressure, because many people look at Daqi with envy.

It is the dream of all the Wu people to be able to restore their true body, and it will finally be realized today.

Ye Feng stood up, the Little Destiny Spell appeared slowly, and layers of invisible power appeared, wrapping everyone's body.

However, in the blink of an eye, the Little Destiny Art easily broke the secret spell on them, and their bodies recovered little by little.

Just now there were a group of monsters sitting in the witch hall, but in just a few breaths, they became forty or fifty elders, about fifty or sixty years old, with white beards and kind eyebrows.

He was a little younger than forty years old, like Da Da’s father, he is young here, and the patriarch is Da Da’s grandfather, and Ye Feng only knew it. No wonder Da Da said that he was the **** descendant of Candle Dragon.

Calculated by seniority, Daqi should be the great-grandson of the 70th generation of the candle dragon, and the blood of the candle dragon is indeed retained in his body.

After the body recovered, they checked each other, and some couldn't believe it. They waited for hundreds of years, and finally waited for Lord Sorcerer God.

"Thank you Sorcerer God!"

Everyone wanted to salute Ye Feng again, and before they knelt down, Ye Feng quickly stopped them.

Everyone stopped politely and sat back to their original positions. Ye Feng sat on the head. No matter how to give in, the Wu people were not allowed.

"Master Sorcerer, listen to the words, you plan to return to the immortal world to consolidate your foundation, lack of talent?"

The immortal patriarch stood up, and in the daytime, he had already thanked Ye Feng for his life-saving grace, and he had mentioned some details to his grandfather.

"Yes, I have met the Dijiang Witch Clan, Jumang Witch Clan, Hushou Witch Clan, Gonggong Witch Clan, Zhurong Witch Clan, Houchu Witch Clan, and Tianhao Witch Clan in the mortal world. Good witch god, in the God Realm, I saw you again. If the witch clan wants to revive, they must rebuild the twelve witch gods."

Ye Feng briefly talked about the witch gods he encountered and the witch **** tribe. Among them, the Dijiang witch god, Shebi corpse witch god, had not seen it.

The Xuanming clan is rushing over, and it is estimated that tomorrow morning, they will be able to rush to the immortal clan for a big gathering.

Hearing that Ye Feng was about to revive the twelve witch gods, everyone heard tears. They had waited for this day for too long, and they wished to follow Ye Feng now and help the witches as soon as possible.

"Master Sorcerer, please do not hesitate to tell us. If we need to do anything, we will not destroy the clan."

The old patriarch stood up again, as if he was a few dozen years younger.

"My business is not in a hurry. When I came, I heard Daji say that people have set foot here recently. Is Wushan unsafe?"

Ye Feng didn't worry about his own affairs. After he settled down, the Wu Clan said that he only needed to select some capable personnel.

There are tens of thousands of Wu people, Ye Feng must let them survive.

Hearing the current situation of the Witch Clan, everyone fell silent in the Witch Hall. There were indeed signs of humans setting foot recently. Maybe it will attract more people.

"Master Hui Wushen, we have existed here in Wushan for thousands of years. It was true that no humans have set foot in it before. In recent years, humans have set foot frequently. They were arrested by them."

The old patriarch sighed, the Witch tribe is indeed in danger, and the secret spell is already in it, and its strength is greatly reduced. If humans set foot here, the Witch tribe will suffer a devastating blow.

"My father, this problem shouldn't be difficult to solve. With Lord Wizard, we can dissolve the secret curse on us. Then we can move out. Outsiders don't even know that we are the Witch Clan and can take root in the God Realm."

Daqi's father stood up at this time and said what was in his mind.

The people present nodded their heads, thinking that what he said was right. As long as the secret spell is lifted, he recovers his body, leaves Wushan, and finds a good place to develop, so that no one in the gods will find them.

"This is a good suggestion!"

Ye Feng had originally planned it this way. After they recovered, they settled in Su City. It seemed that they had already planned.

"But the sky is big, and our ancestors of the Wu clan have lived here for generations, so where can we go to settle down?"

An old man stood up with a look of helplessness. The solution was good, but it was a pity that their Wu clan had been closed for too many years. After going out, even survival was a problem.

Ye Feng was also having a headache. Jiuxing Villa was limited and couldn't accommodate so many people. Ye Feng could only take twenty immortal kings away at most. If there were more, Ye Feng couldn't control it.

The witch hall fell into peace again, and there was nothing to do, but it was impossible to implement it, but to find another way.

"I have a suggestion, I'm afraid you don't want to leave here!"

Ye Feng suddenly spoke. It is difficult for the gods to survive, but they can have a chance when they arrive in the immortal world. After all, the Wu Clan has many immortal kings, and in the immortal world, they are definitely of intermediate strength.

"Master Sorcerer, please say!"

When the old patriarch heard that Ye Feng had a solution, his brows suddenly stretched out.

"With the overall level of the Witch Clan, it is definitely difficult to gain a foothold in the God Realm. If possible, I suggest moving to the Immortal Realm for stable development. When it grows up in the future, it will return to the God Realm."

Ye Feng said his thoughts, and it shouldn't be difficult to open up a world in the fairy world.

In the witch hall, many people nodded and many people shook their heads. The God Realm is so yearning. Once you leave the God Realm, how long will you be able to board.

In the immortal world, resources are scarce, so it is so difficult to break through to the realm of the gods.

In the realm of the gods, the chances of breaking through the gods are greatly increased, and the Wu Clan has no shortage of gods, and has four or five **** kings.

Those strong gods, of course, don't like to return to the immortal realm, and are controlled everywhere.

In fact, Ye Feng also has selfish motives. He took them back to the immortal realm. Then he was a domineering existence. Whoever dared to disobey him, there were several powerful **** kings, even if he swept the entire immortal realm, it was not impossible.

"Master Witch God, although your suggestion is good, but when we return to the Immortal Realm, our Witch clan will definitely regress. Even if it stabilizes, the overall strength of our Witch Clan will be greatly reduced. How to assist Master Witch God in the future."

Another old man stood up and asked Ye Feng.