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Lei Yu's attitude still persists. The sacred object is related to whether the descendants of the Witch God can make a comeback. It is the light of hope for their revival and the most sacred existence in their hearts, which cannot be lost. Even if it turns out that everything was just a misunderstanding.

In his mind, the importance of holy objects far outweighed the possible conflicts and casualties before him. He had been blinded by his obsession with the sacred objects, and he only wanted to take back the sacred objects that might exist in Chu Yang and open a road to revival for his people.

If it hadn't been for the loss of the sacred objects, the descendants of the Witch God would not have been besieged by other Witch tribes. It was a nightmare experience. The once prosperous clan of descendants of the Witch God fell into endless disasters due to the loss of sacred objects.

Other Wu tribes launched brutal attacks on them in order to compete for power and resources. The brutality of the battle was beyond imagination, blood dyed the ground red, and screams echoed in the sky.

In the end, they ended up like this, and could only live in seclusion in this remote corner, lingering.

Leiyu has been hearing this matter passed down from his clan elders a long time ago. The pain and unwillingness in the eyes of those elders when they told it were deeply imprinted in his heart. It has become a wish that he must fulfill in this life. He will never Allow any accidents to occur, even if it is against these two powerful enemies in front of you.

"Very good. It seems that you two have chosen to remain stubborn. In that case, you can't blame me. Please ask the Witch God!"

As Thunderstorm shouted, the sound was like a charging horn, breaking the final calm. The other descendants of the Witch God, no matter what they thought in their hearts, stepped on the right foot one after another.

Step towards the ground.

The sound of stamping one's feet seemed to make the earth tremble, raising a cloud of dust. Immediately, they bent down slightly and slapped hard with their palms. The tapping sound was neat and rhythmic, like an ancient and mysterious ritual.

At the same time, there were unreal sounds coming out of his mouth. Those sounds were like spells from another world, full of mysterious power.

Wuhuang understood the language of the descendants of the Witch God. His keen perception and rich knowledge allowed him to vaguely understand that the meaning of their shouts was to invite the Witch God. His heart trembled slightly as he realized the seriousness of the matter.

Out of respect for an extremely powerful person like the Witch God, Wu Huang finally reminded: "It's best to be careful, they are going to get serious." His eyes became more solemn, and his body tensed slightly, ready Prepare for the coming powerful force.

Although Chu Yang believed in Wu Huang's judgment, there was still a trace of contempt unavoidable deep in his eyes. He didn't believe what tricks these defeated generals could use now. In his opinion, these descendants of the Witch God were already a declining clan and had lost their past glory.

If they really had this ability, the war that year would not have ended with their defeat, and they would have lived in seclusion here. This thought was so deeply ingrained in his mind that he did not pay enough attention to the crisis at hand.

The moment this idea emerged in Chu Yang's mind, he was immediately taught a lesson. An unprecedented coercion was suddenly released on Lei Yu's body, and the coercion spread around like a raging tide.

As the descendant of the witch god dances faster and faster,

, a mysterious and mysterious change suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, as if the witch god was really awakened by their dancing.

The sky was changing, and the originally clear sky turned into dark clouds. Lightning flashed through the clouds like angry silver snakes. The surrounding air also became thicker, as if a pair of invisible hands were squeezing everything.

Wuhuang took a breath, "I didn't expect these descendants of the Witch God to be able to draw on the legacy left behind by the Witch God."

A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He originally thought that these descendants of the Witch God had lost most of their power after years of seclusion, but he didn't expect that they could still display such amazing methods. He knew the meaning behind this, which meant that the enemy they would face was more powerful than imagined.

Chu Yang frowned, "Aren't they afraid that their traces will be exposed to the outside world when they do this?" Although he was shocked by the power in front of him, he was still confused about the behavior of the descendants of the Witch God. He didn't understand why they would risk being discovered by the outside world and exert such powerful power.

Wuhuang chuckled lightly, as if he was laughing at Chu Yang for not reacting to the situation yet, but he really couldn't be blamed. After all, even now, only a few people know about the existence of the descendants of the Witch God.

"Haven't you noticed that this space is different from the outside world? From the moment we stepped here, we have been separated from the outside world." Wu Huang explained patiently, his eyes showing a trace of Chu Yang. tolerate. He knew that Chu Yang might not know enough about the environment here, so he had such questions.

Mentioning this, Wu

A dignified look flashed deep in the emperor's pupils. It is a very scary thing in itself to allow powerful people like him and Chu Yang to enter this place without knowing it.

These descendants of the Witch God can rely on the Witch God to leave more information than he imagined, which made him realize that they may have fallen into a well-designed trap.

Lei Yu sneered and said: "You are right, but it is a pity that even if you say this, it is already too late. Lord Witch God will never forgive any intruder. Today, your fate is to perish here."

His eyes were full of determination and confidence, as if he had seen the defeat of Chu Yang and Wu Huang. His words were like a cold verdict, casting a shadow of death on the fate of the two of them.

Wuhuang let out a chuckle. If the Witch God was still alive, he might still be afraid, but at present, these defeated soldiers alone are not enough to use the Witch God to pose a threat to him.

"It seems that you have stayed here for too long and have forgotten the situation in the outside world. Since you think that the dead Witch God can still help you, then just come over and let me learn about the rumored Witch God. strength."

His voice was full of provocation. He was not afraid of the crisis at hand, but was full of expectations for the upcoming battle. He wanted to test his own strength through this battle, and also wanted to see how capable these descendants of the Witch God were.

There were many famous and extremely powerful people in ancient times, and the Witch God was undoubtedly one of them. The Witch God was like a majestic mountain in that era, towering over all the powerful people.

above.

Whether it was the huge group of the Wu Clan or the personal mission of the Wu God, they overwhelmed countless powerful people back then. His power seems to be endless, and his wisdom is like a bright star, guiding the development of the Wu clan. The power and power he wielded made countless people awe and yearn for him.

However, no one could give a specific explanation for the fall of the Witch God. It was an eternal mystery. Everyone only knows that the Witch God suddenly died mysteriously one day and disappeared without a trace. No one knows where he went, and no one knows who killed the Witch God.

It was like a bright star suddenly disappeared from the night sky, leaving only endless guesses and doubts. From that day on, many races under the rule of the Wu Clan began to have two minds. The originally stable order was broken, and various contradictions and conflicts continued to emerge.

So there was that ancient war that shocked the past and the present. It was a disaster that swept the entire ancient world. Countless lives were lost in the war, and blood and tears were sprinkled all over the earth.

There were countless participants in that battle, and there were even some descendants of the Witch God among them. However, the vast majority of the descendants of the Witch God chose to live in seclusion elsewhere with no trace of the last legacy left by the Witch God. They fled in the smoke of war, looking for a place of their own, guarding the last trace of dignity and hope left by the Witch God.

The Three-legged Golden Crow clan also tried to search for it, but unfortunately it ended in failure. Those descendants of the Witch God were like water droplets disappearing into the vast sea, and there was no trace anymore.

Now he is unable to find the whereabouts of these descendants of the Witch God, no matter how

He would not let it go. Even a skinny camel had great value after all. Wu Huang never denied this. He has been pursuing the secrets of the descendants of the Witch God, hoping to obtain information that will be beneficial to himself and his tribe.

"Hand over the sacred object now, and I can let you live. If you continue to persist in your obsession, no one will be able to save you."

Leiyu warned again, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination. He still hopes to solve the problem through peaceful means and get back the sacred objects, but if Chu Yang and Wu Huang continue to resist, he will not be lenient.

Chu Yang sighed helplessly.

"Since you don't believe what I said, then today I have to teach you the skills of the descendants of the Witch God." His tone was full of helplessness. He didn't want to be an enemy of these descendants of the Witch God, but since the other party didn't believe him , he can only choose to fight.

Chu Yang took a step forward and passed Wu Huang. His steps were firm and powerful, with a decisive momentum in every step. While he was looking at the phantom of the Witch God condensed on Lei Yu's head, the phantom of the Witch God exuded powerful pressure, making him feel tremendous pressure.

Naturally, he had heard about the power of the Witch God for a long time. Those legendary stories were like imprints engraved in his mind, always reminding him of the terror of the Witch God.

Facing the phantom of the Witch God, Chu Yang did not dare to underestimate him at all. He directly summoned the phantom of the gods and demons. The phantom of the gods and demons was tall and majestic, exuding a power that rivaled the phantom of the Witch God.

The phantoms of gods and demons tightly protected Chu Yang's body, like an indestructible

fortress to nip threats in the bud.

When Wu Huang saw this scene, a strange look flashed in his pupils. He did not take action, but wanted to be the first to see Chu Yang's strength. The previous cooperation with Chu Yang failed to suppress Lin Xiangdao, but he confirmed that Chu Yang His strength is certainly no small matter.

Chu Yang took a step forward. That seemingly simple step contained endless power. I saw the phantom of the Witch God condensed above the thunderstorm shaking more and more violently, like a candle in the strong wind, which might be extinguished at any time.

The shadow of the Witch God originally exuded a majestic light, but at this moment it became flickering and its outline began to blur, as if it was suffering great pain.

"No--"

Leiyu roared loudly, his voice filled with fear and disbelief. His eyes widened, staring at the shaky shadow of the Witch God, and veins popped out on his forehead. He couldn't believe that he summoned the Witch God to be so vulnerable in front of Chu Yang. In his heart, the Witch God is the supreme existence and the source of faith and strength for their entire ethnic group.

Even though the whereabouts of the Witch God are unknown and he is suspected to have fallen, not every cultivator can contend with him. Long ago, Lei Yu's ancestor defeated a powerful enemy with the shadow of the Witch God. It was a glorious event engraved in the clan's history.