TaiHao

The Ancient Witch Tribe, a primitive and barbaric tribe. There was a thin young man who went to the cave prison with his lunch box. The young man had a cold face, ignored the guards beside him, and walked straight into the depths of the prison. I saw a monk in the depths with bare limbs and white bones. The lute bone was pierced by the exclusive witchcraft, and the magic power was completely sealed, and could only be used to recuperate and maintain life.

When Mu Junfeng saw the young man approaching, he raised his head to look at the person and said in a low voice, "Where is your mother?"

"Mom is the same as usual." The young man whispered. He is the eldest son of Mu Junfeng and Wu Yuhan. When the two fled to the Ancient Witch Clan, they naturally brought him out. However, in exchange for being able to walk around, his Dantian was destroyed, just like a mortal.

"Really?" Mu Junfeng moved his body, only to hear the creaking sounds at the joints of the white bones of his limbs, which were only connected with magic power.

"Father." The young man quickly stepped forward and carefully helped him change his posture.

"Calculating the time, the devil should be born soon." Mu Junfeng stared at the ceiling of the cave with dull eyes. "I'm afraid your mother and I will not be able to escape death by then. If you want to, just run for your own life."

"Father!" the young man said sadly, "The child's golden elixir has been destroyed. I'm afraid it will be difficult to leave here in this life." By then, it would not be bad if the whole family died together.

Mu Junfeng regretted that he was too arrogant at the time, thinking that the Ancient Witch Clan would respect him as the Holy Son, and that he could maintain a balance between the Witch God and the Witch Clan, and control the Ancient Witch Clan in his own hands. Unexpectedly, it would eventually lead to a catastrophe. As the demon fetus took shape, the ancient witch clan turned their backs and placed their family under complete house arrest.

"Why is it so chaotic outside?" Mu Junfeng seemed to sense something and asked the young man to go out and take a look.

The young man walked out of the cave and saw two guards outside who looked panicked. But after seeing the young man, the man on the left kicked him into the hole: "It's none of your business! Get in!"

At the last glance, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a big purple star with an octagonal pendant in the sky, and the spark fell. The entire ancient witch tribe's residence was plunged into a sea of ​​fire.

The young man came in and reported to Mu Junfeng. Mu Junfeng's dead eyes suddenly burst into light: "Starlight? Purple Qi? Okay, kid, your life will never end!"

"Ahem..." Mu Junfeng suddenly stopped breathing, coughed a few times and then said: "The man outside should be Taoist Xuan Hao of Taixu Taoist Sect. I met him a few times as my father in the past." Mu Junfeng remembered The Taoist priest almost paid for the unjust debt he had borne. He smiled bitterly and said: "I'm afraid your vitality should still be with him." Suddenly, Mu Junfeng's heart ached and his energy continued to drain. Mu Junfeng was in a daze and saw Wu Yuhan struggling in the delivery room. A black magic hand stretched out from Wu Yuhan's belly, and blood spurted out all over the room.

Wu Yuhan's belly was very big. She had been pregnant with the devil for more than ten years, and she looked like quadruplets. The demon's hands were covered in blood, and Wu Yuhan's belly was torn open, revealing his head. There was a pair of horns on the top of his head. The mouth opened wide. Two neat rows of sharp teeth devoured Wu Yuhan's internal organs. Wu Yuhan had just given birth, and her vitality was completely inherited by the Demon God. Even her golden elixir Dao Fruit was taken away and devoured by the Demon God. Now she is so angry that she has no defense at all, and she is watching the Demon God eat her up bit by bit. , and eventually died.

Before he died, regret flashed through his heart from time to time. If we hadn't followed Brother Mu to the Ancient Witch Clan in the past, maybe nothing would have happened to the two of us? Or you can stay at Jingyang Taoist School with peace of mind. She is protected by her father, and the man treats her well. In the end, he won't end up going crazy. And if I had not met Brother Mu in the past, maybe I would still be a little female cultivator in Hanyue Palace, but Hanyue Palace would not be destroyed by that senior brother...

Wu Yuhan's consciousness dissipated amid countless what-ifs, but it's a pity that there are no what-ifs in the world.

"Nail my heart with a golden needle!" When Mu Junfeng saw Wu Yuhan's death, he immediately realized that the loss of his energy was obviously absorbed by the demon with the help of the blood connection between father and son.

The young man was stunned. Mu Junfeng said sternly: "Use the essence locking method to protect your last breath. As a father, I will always give you a chance to survive and see Xuan Hao for the last time."

The young man pursed his lips and opened the lunch box. The first layer is the witchcraft medicine that Mu Junfeng uses every day, and the second layer is various muscle-building plasters to help him re-grow muscles in his limbs. The third floor is filled with various meat-cutting tools, including golden needles.

In addition to delivering meals to his father every day, the young man also had to cut off Mu Junfeng's newly grown muscles every day and boil them into witchcraft medicine for Wu Yuhan to take.

He was used as a "meat pig" to make medicine for his wife every day. Mu Junfeng's lack of madness was attributed to his training from the Sky-Devouring Demon Sect in the past.

The young man quickly took out a golden needle and stabbed it into his heart. Mu Junfeng forcibly used the essence-locking technique to lock his life essence.

"Okay, let's not allow the devil to be born with the vitality of our husband and wife. This flaw is enough to kill him!" Mu Junfeng's forehead was dripping with sweat, praying for Jiang Yuanchen's victory.

The stars were brilliant, Jiang Yuanchen leaned against the Purple Star Dharma, turned his left hand, and the sea of ​​fire suddenly rioted, the fire snakes stirred and flowed, and butterflies emerged from the red light of the flames.

The butterflies were flying, and each butterfly followed its essence to find a living being. With a single tap, the soul of the ancient witch clan member was absorbed by the butterfly and fell into a coma.

Golden butterflies flew all over the sky, wantonly harvesting the souls of the ancient witch clan and annihilating them completely.

"Xuan Hao!" A boy swept away the sea of ​​fire and pointed at Jiang Yuanchen with an ebony stick.

The great elder of the Ancient Witch Clan witnessed the glorious existence of the Ancient Witch Clan with his own eyes in the past.

With an awe-inspiring look on his face, Jiang Yuanchen knew that witchcraft was strange. This great elder was able to continuously reincarnate with secret techniques, so his method was superb and he did not take this blow forcefully.

Take Lailu and save it. Although this star magic weapon has not restored the power of the fairy weapon, the most essential cause and effect method is still there.

"When the wheel of life and death turns, cause and effect are destroyed." Jiang Yuanchen turned the jade plate, and the ethereal spiritual power enveloped him, completely erasing his own traces from the world and blocking the search for witchcraft. But the traces of cause and effect can be broken, and I am still standing in the air.

With a flash of eyes, Jiang Yuanchen saw from the corner of his eye a few wizards pulling up their bows and arrows. The arrow flashed red, which was obviously a secret treasure left by the ancient witch clan and contained a mysterious witchcraft.

"Whoosh -" The wizard shot out an arrow, shining red into the sky, hitting Jiang Yuanchen in the middle.

Just listen to the explosion of blood mist in the air and the screams.

"It's done?" The wizard was excited: "My witchcraft was taught by the witch god in the past. Even the real Yuanshen can't easily resist it."

"Really?" Jiang Yuanchen's voice rang in his ears. With a slight stroke of his slender right hand, the wizard's wrists were all chopped off. In the sound of pain, Jiang Yuanchen took the witch bow and the remaining two witch arrows in his hand to play with.

"How is it possible?" The wizard looked shocked: "How can you resist the power of the soul-breaking arrow?" He endured the severe pain and asked the doubts in his heart.

"I couldn't resist, that's why your companion's soul was damaged by you." Jiang Yuanchen pointed to the sky, and just now a black-robed wizard appeared where Jiang Yuanchen was. There was an arrow stuck in the wizard's chest, his body was extinguished, and his soul was firmly locked by the bow and arrow, and the soul was completely destroyed in the heart-rending pain.

Illusion, Jiang Yuanchen's illusion confuses all living beings, how can you tell if you don't enter the real realm? As long as he easily blinds their senses with illusions, except for a few wizards present, he can control them.

In such a large ancient witch clan, only the Great Elder responded: "Everyone, be careful, connect yourselves to the network of Lord Witch God, and use His Highness's divine eyes to see through illusions." As he said, he cast a witch spell and recovered from a child to a child in one breath. A prime-age figure.

"Oh? Forcibly erupting the spiritual power accumulated over thousands of years?" Jiang Yuanchen's eyes were filled with waves, and he held up the Ziwei Star Dou with both hands and collected the butterflies in the sky into the stars. Each butterfly symbolizes the soul of an ancient witch clan member. Now, except for a few dozen people, all the souls are in Jiang Yuanchen's star.

"I won't play with you anymore, I still have something to do." Xing Dou spontaneously ignited the purple sky fire, and the soul inside was annihilated by him and returned to the heaven and earth into innate spiritual light. And Jiang Yuanchen himself turned into a group of blurry and dazzling colorful butterflies flying in all directions.

In the cave prison, a butterfly flew to Mu Junfeng and his son, and transformed into the figure of Jiang Yuanchen. "Long time no see."

"Brother Jiang, long time no see." Mu Junfeng reluctantly raised his head and looked at the cold man in front of him. Remember the first time you met him, it seemed to be in Lingzhou? At that time, I pretended to be a Taoist monk and asked him for directions?

There wasn't much grudge between Mu Junfeng and Jiang Yuanchen, but Mu Junfeng couldn't bear to see it later. Now when he is about to die, everything has been forgotten. Mu Junfeng reluctantly points to the child beside him: "Brother Dao, please take care of the dog."

Jiang Yuanchen was silent and looked at the young man beside him. The reason why he came here was because of this young man, because this young man had a lot of luck in Zhongzhou and some of the techniques of Jingyang Taoism.

Moreover, Mu Junfeng personally came forward to ask Jiang Yuanchen to take him in, which was more effective than Jiang Yuanchen himself taking back the young man afterwards.

"I use secret techniques to lock my energy, so the Mahakala Demon can't perfect the technique." Mu Junfeng's voice was hoarse: "As for the method to deal with that demon, I only need to search for my soul after my death. Just use my The golden elixir is passed on to this boy in my family.”

Jiang Yuanchen nodded and said, "Well, it's just an acquaintance after all. I will take this boy back. As for his future future, let him struggle on his own."

Mu Junfeng blinked and his breath gradually weakened.

"Father!" The young man stepped forward quickly. Suddenly, a gust of black wind blew by, and a chill surged down Jiang Yuanchen's spine, while the young man shivered in the chill. Mu Junfeng also completely died, and a wisp of essence floated towards the door.

Reaching out to grab it, Jiang Yuanchen forcibly grabbed the strand of essence and said with a smile: "Dahkala! Why don't you come out yet!"

There was a burst of divine power at the door. Jiang Yuanchen saw that something was wrong, and a mirror appeared behind him. Grabbing Mu Junfeng and his son, the three walked into the mirror. The young man stood in the mirror and looked at the outside world.

The black wind surged, and a baby-sized demon came floating in the air. The black mist surged slowly around him, but when the black mist fell next to the mirror, it was purified by bursts of light.

Mirrors are the most commonly used ritual tools in Taoism and even in sacrifices. Lian Zhenjing, the magic weapon of the fifth star of the Big Dipper. Standing in the mirror, all kinds of curse magic can't harm Jiang Yuanchen.