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The importance of this object is no less than that of obtaining the Kuaishu. Now that it has appeared, it is naturally impossible for everyone to let this rare opportunity go, and they must take it away no matter what.

"Is there anything you can do about this object, and can you identify its ownership?" Shikuai slowly approached the throne, his eyes full of curiosity and awe. He carefully looked at the slightly dim throne in front of him and shook his head.

"I can't recognize it at all. This thing seems to be damaged. If we can restore it to its peak state, we might be able to identify which ancestral wizard's throne it belongs to."

According to Stone's understanding of these thrones, their masters, the Ancestral Witch Scriptures, have fallen one after another. Logically speaking, they should also disappear between heaven and earth. Now that they have resurfaced in Kuashu's body, it is difficult not to make him suspect that during the ancient war that year, , those twelve ancestral witches had made some preparations secretly, otherwise it would be impossible to explain what happened in front of these people.

Besides, there are twelve thrones symbolizing the twelve ancestral witches. Now that one has appeared here, who can guarantee that the remaining eleven will not appear in the boast tree. Each of these thrones is no less than a Taoist soldier. If obtained, it is equivalent to obtaining one of the inheritances of the twelve ancestral witches.

Whether it was in ancient times or now, it was absolutely impossible for anyone to turn a blind eye to such a temptation, so Chu Yang's actions were blameless. Even if the stone sees it, he will make the same choice. Even if he can't get it, he can't let outsiders discover the existence of the throne.

"Among our group, you are the only one who has a close relationship with the throne. If you come forward and give it a try, you might be able to take away this so-called throne. Even if you take it

It cannot be allowed to fall into the hands of outsiders. "

On the seemingly ordinary throne in front of me, I can clearly feel that deep inside the throne, there is a weak but unique fluctuation of the soul. This soul seems to be a little light hidden in the endless darkness, vaguely present, but actually existing.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind instantly, and he couldn't help secretly guessing that the soul hidden in it might be the owner of this throne, and most likely one of the twelve ancestral witches.

However, as soon as this idea emerged, it was like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake, causing thousands of waves, which made him feel too unbelievable. After all, the legend of the Twelve Ancestral Witches is too ancient and mysterious, and their power and existence have long been beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding.

Even Chu Yang, who was well-informed and resourceful, did not dare to make a judgment easily when faced with such speculation. He knew very well that there might be a huge secret hidden in it that could subvert his cognition. Once he made a mistake in judgment, it might lead to unimaginable consequences.

According to past practice, Chu Yang would habitually seek help from the Twelve Heavenly Gods Formation when encountering things that he was not fully sure to control or understand. This formation is like an ancient and mysterious treasure house of wisdom, containing endless power and information. It has provided guidance and support to him many times when he faced difficulties.

And this time, naturally, it is no exception. He slowly closed his eyes, concentrated all his mental power, and tried to establish a connection with the formation in the depths of his soul. His consciousness seemed to turn into an invisible thread.

Carefully passing through the layers of space and fog, extending towards the formation.

Just when he was about to communicate with the formation and try to use the vast and mysterious power of the formation to find out the details of this throne, something unexpected happened.

Suddenly, the seemingly peaceful throne suddenly shone brightly, like the rising sun at dawn, instantly dispelling all the surrounding darkness. A huge and suffocating suction force was released from the throne like a raging tide, instantly binding Chu Yang's body tightly.

Chu Yang only felt as if he was in the center of a huge whirlpool, and the surrounding space was distorted and deformed by this suction force. He struggled desperately, trying to break free from this inexplicable restraint, but everything was in vain.

The suction force was like a pair of invisible and powerful hands, forcibly sucking him into the throne.

The whole process is lightning fast and takes place in just a split second. Jian Shiyi, Wu Huang and others had no time to react. Even before their eyes could focus on the throne, everything was over.

Chu Yang just disappeared without a trace before their eyes, as if he had never appeared before, leaving only an empty space and shock and confusion on everyone's faces.

"This is impossible. How could an outsider be actively sucked into the throne?"

The stone looked like a frightened hare, looking at this scene in horror, jumping up and down, and kept shouting. His eyes were wide open, full of horror and disbelief.

In his opinion, this simply goes against common sense and common sense. In ancient legends, the Twelve Thrones were the places where the Witch God personally

An artifact crafted by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, its power and rules are extremely special.

Except for people from the Witch Clan, it is impossible for outsiders to have such a direct and strong interaction with it, let alone be actively attracted to the throne. Especially in the era when the Witch Clan ruled and the Human Race had a low status, whether from the perspective of strength or status, the Human Race was far inferior to the Witch Clan.

Each of these thrones is equivalent to a supreme Taoist soldier, possessing its own intelligence and will. In addition to absolutely obeying the orders of the twelve ancestral witches, it will only obey the wizard god who created them.

Jian Shiyi's face was full of doubts, his clear eyes were shining with curiosity and puzzlement, and he asked softly: "Doesn't the Throne take the initiative to absorb the human race, or does it mean that the human race is not qualified?"

Shikuai took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then patiently explained the reason to Jian Shiyi, while Wuhuang also listened quietly and carefully.

"The Twelve Thrones were originally built by the Witch God for the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and their power and rules were set around the Witch Clan and the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Except for the Witch Clan, it is impossible for outsiders to use these thrones. , not to mention the human race, which was inferior to the Wu clan in terms of strength and status back then.

Each of these thrones is equivalent to a top Taoist soldier, with its own sanity. In addition to obeying the orders of the twelve ancestral witches, it will only obey the shaman god. Each of the twelve ancestral witches hate the human race. Under their influence, how could these magic soldiers have a good look on the human race? So now you can understand why I'm so surprised? "

As soon as these words came out, several people in the team began to

fell into a long silence. Their minds were rapidly thinking about what the stone said, trying to understand the hidden meaning behind it and the possible impact.

For a moment, there was only the sound of howling wind in the wasteland, which seemed to express the uneasiness and confusion in everyone's hearts.

"Anyway, now is not the time to talk about this. If outsiders see this later, you will be in big trouble this time. By then, even if you beg me, I won't be able to help you." Stone's The silence was broken by a voice, a hint of anxiety and worry in his tone.

Wu Huang was suddenly silent for a while, his eyes were deep and distant, as if he was thinking about something extremely important.

After a long time, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he smiled meaningfully.

"Although what you said makes sense, I don't think you will be needed in this accident."

Shi Duai looked puzzled, "Is it possible that you still have a way to solve this situation?"

Wuhuang did not answer directly, but raised his head slightly and looked at the figures getting closer and closer in the distance.

If he and Jian Shiyi were alone, they might not be able to protect Chu Yang's safety in the face of unknown dangers.

But at this moment, with the appearance of those figures, a strong sense of confidence suddenly surged in his heart. He was confident that with the joining of these people, even if they encountered any strong enemy, they would still be able to fight.

"I didn't expect to meet you here. The speed is much faster than I imagined."

What suddenly appeared in front of Wuhuang and the others was Fairy Wangyue, who had been separated from them. At this moment, Fairy Wangyue is alone, beside her

The two fat and thin Taoist priests were no longer visible.

Wu Huang didn't care about the whereabouts of the fat and thin Taoist priests. In his opinion, except for Chu Yang, perhaps no one here would value two relatively weak guys so much.

After all, what they are facing at this moment is a major event related to the secrets and huge opportunities of the world. Every decision and action may affect the direction of the entire situation.

"The inside of the Kuashu is strange and ever-changing. I didn't expect that the space I was in before would actually merge with the space where you are. I thought this process would be delayed for a while."

Wu Huangyan said concisely and concisely, with a hint of exhaustion and happiness in his eyes.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. I think you'd better come and take a look at this thing." Wu Huang said, and brought Fairy Wangyue to the front of the throne.

When she saw the throne, a trace of surprise and emotion flashed across Fairy Wangyue's originally cold and calm face. She immediately froze on the spot, her eyes flashing, as if she was deeply attracted by the throne in front of her.

"This is……"

"You must have recognized what this is." Wu Huang said softly.

Fairy Wangyue nodded slightly, her eyes flashing with a trace of amusement and thinking.

"I didn't expect to see the thrones under the twelve ancestral witches here today. It turns out that they did not perish in the world along with the twelve ancestral witches."

Fairy Wangyue frowned slightly, and after a pause, she suddenly seemed to realize something. She quickly glanced around and found that Chu Yang was not here. Then her eyes fell on the throne again, and a vague thought emerged in her heart. make

A surprising answer.

"Could he be in here?"

Wuhuang nodded silently, not hiding the fact that Chu Yang was in the throne. He knew in his heart that even if he wanted to conceal this matter, he would never be able to hide it from Fairy Wangyue's keen and intelligent eyes.

Moreover, in the subsequent process of hiding the whereabouts of the throne and dealing with possible crises, Fairy Mochizuki's help is destined to be indispensable.