"Bang, bang, bang"

Chen Changsheng gently pinched the jade plaque and broke. He heard a burst of cries, and the cry of birds and beasts cried. The scene in front of him changed. There was no shadow of the nine-clawed evil dragon beside him, and there was no longer a messy soul-killing platform under his feet, but came to a ruined ruin of ancient vicissitudes.

The ruins are very large, with at least hundreds of stone kilns and earth pavilions. Compared with the Imperial City Palace Pavilion he had seen in the Immortal Realm of the Heavens, he was much more magnificent and spectacular. Seeing the powerful people of the sects and ancient clans around him, he looked at the ruins in front of him with a confused look on his face. His brows also frowned and murmured: "Is this the immortal platform?"

He remembered that the old teacher of the Chen family in the Heavens had talked about the dispute over destiny in the clan hall. Above the 100,000 demon mountains is the immortal platform, which is roughly similar to the previous soul-killing platform. The only difference is that anyone who can climb the demon mountains can go to the soul-killing platform, and the immortal platform has only one hundred places.

"Brother Changchangsheng, are you here too?" A surprising voice rang in Chen Changsheng's ears.

"Feast?"

Chen Changsheng was slightly stunned. He turned his head and saw a feast in a white fairy dress, carrying four or five powerful sirens with excitement on his pretty face, and ran over with joy. Tears flashed in his beautiful eyes, saying, "I knew that the Soul-Slaying Platform would definitely not stop Brother Changsheng."

"My subordinate Wu Haiqing, I have seen the prince consort." Following the young man who seemed to have some traces of birds and beasts on his body, he bowed and looked at Chen Changsheng curiously. This young man who was favored by the little princess of the Wu family of Dihai and the little prince, but only had the strength of the holy body realm.

In his impression, the top ten ancient tribes in the Dihai Sea wanted to marry their little princess of the Wu family. If they just feasted on their own, they might not care about a person in the holy body realm. Now, even their little prince Wu Xie looked at this young man differently, so he had to pay attention to it.

You may be joking and willful, but as a little prince, how could Wu Xie be insignificant?

"Mr. Prince Consort?" Chen Changsheng also smiled bitterly in his heart. All the sirens in the Wu family called him Prince Consort. He had only one person and had a mouth open. He was too lazy to refute anymore. He patted her head gently and said, "Are you injured on the Soul-killing Platform?"

"No" Duoyi smiled and shook her head, revealing two cute dimples, looking at Chen Changsheng, and said, "The ancient soul I met on the soul-killing platform is an ancient lion-maned beast. Before she could take action, it was beaten up by Hai Qing all over. Brother Changsheng, where are you? What kind of ancient soul did you encounter?"

"It's the hand?"

After hearing Duoyi's words, Chen Changsheng was also shocked. He looked at Wu Haiqing standing beside him in a daze, his eyes full of shock, and said, "Are you guys here together?"

"Um"

Seeing Chen Changsheng with a shocked look, Wu Haiqing nodded with a wry smile and said, "Mr. Prince Concubine, this battle for destiny seems to be different from the past. There are many strong men from our Wu family who have been in Xiantai. The description here seems to be different from theirs. Moreover, there are far more than one hundred places here. Before we come in, there were already several groups of people leaving this ruins?"

"How many groups of people?" Chen Changsheng looked at it in amazement.

"Well, there should be five groups of people who have left the ruins, and each group has more than one hundred." Wu Haiqing nodded and looked at Chen Changsheng with a serious look on his face.

"Uncle Haiqing, isn't this a fairy platform?" Duoyi tilted her head, looking at Wu Haiqing with suspicion on her pretty face.

"No." Wu Haiqing shook his head, smiled bitterly, and said, "The elders in the clan said that the real immortal platform is a ring and ruins. They have never mentioned it. Moreover, there is only one place to the immortal platform in each demon mountain. If it is a real immortal platform, we cannot enter except the little princess."

"Oh, then this is not a Xiantai, what is it?" Duoyi asked curiously.

"I don't know either," said Wu Haiqing.

"Brother Changsheng, do you know?" Duoyi turned her head and looked at Chen Changsheng and said.

"The Holy Land of the Witch Clan?" Chen Changsheng's eyes shrank, and he looked at the words and totems on the broken walls in the distance, and his heart was filled with storms. The turtle soul that was originally lazily lying on his shoulders. Hearing the words "Witch Clan", he instantly straightened his body, and even his cute little face became alert.

"Witch Clan?"

The others present looked at Chen Changsheng with a confused look on their faces. Even the sirens who had lived by their side who had lived for more than 10,000 years were confused and said, "Mr. Prince Concubine, what is the witch clan? Is it also an ancient ferocious beast that has disappeared without boundaries?"

"The Witch Clan is an ancient race." Chen Changsheng shook his head with a wry smile. Seeing the witches, witchcraft and witch beast totems on the broken wall, although he had been used to countless storms, he was not at peace at this moment.

Even the imperial tomb was in his opinion, compared with the ruins of the witch clan in front of him.

It's just a slight witch.

The Witch Clan is a powerful race in ancient times. When they were the most powerful, they ruled countless territory. Even the existences of the Dragon Ancestor, the Queen of Phoenix, and even the ancient emperors had to retreat in front of the Witch God.

Some powerful imperial clans only have a complete Taoist tradition, while the witch clan is different. Their talents are unparalleled. Not only have they created their own texts, inheritances, and even Taoist traditions were created by them. Unfortunately, they have existed too long, and even the fairy worlds of heaven have very few records about them.

"Witch Clan, why haven't I heard of it?" Wu Haiqing frowned, looked at Chen Changsheng in surprise, and said, "Mr. Prince Concubine, is the age of the witch Clan that exists longer than our Dihai?"

"Um"

Chen Changsheng nodded. Although he was as calm as water on the surface, his heart had already become a mess. Although he didn't know how terrifying the witch clan was when it was at its peak, one thing is certain that if the witch clan really rekindled, it would be a catastrophe for the entire secular world, and even the imperial clans and tenth-grade sects in the heavenly world.

"Brother Changsheng, is the witch clan you are talking about even longer than the ferocious beasts on the Demon Mountain?" Duoyi whispered.

"When the witch clan was at its peak, there was no boundless list of beasts." Chen Changsheng smiled bitterly.

Swish!

"Before the Witch Clan's Borderless Score?" Wu Haiqing's pupils also shrank slightly. Although it didn't know how long the Borderless Score had appeared, it was certain that the Borderless Score of Borderless Score was much longer than their Emperor Sea.

"Brother Haiqing, even the head of the family is probably not clear about these things! The prince-in-law doesn't look old, so how could he know so much?" asked the Siren standing behind Wu Haiqing in a low voice.

"I don't know." Wu Haiqing shook his head, looked at Chen Changsheng with a frightened look, and murmured: "No wonder the little prince attaches importance to him so much. Perhaps this is what makes him different from us?"

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