"Ancestor of the God of Heaven, what should I do!" The ancestor of the Wild Wilderness's eyes were red. They all saw the scene just now. Five hundred emperors took action together, and everyone in the Wilderness Kingdom died except him.
Vajra Buddha was also heartbroken. In any case, the fight for the ruins was a complete failure. No matter how much treasures were retrieved, the losses could not be recovered.
The ancestor of the gods was struggling in his eyes. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and said: "Forget it, let go, let them withdraw before the reinforcements come, so as not to increase casualties."
"That's the only way it can be!" The Savage Ancestor's eyes turned red.
Woo woo woo...
Suddenly, a dark wind blew, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves came from the sky. From the distant horizon, three skinny old men came through the air, one mile at a time.
These three people were all shrouded in a black mist, and they could vaguely see some dead skeletons floating out of their bodies, screaming. Just one look at them gave them goosebumps.
"Black Witch Cult!"
The four people fighting in the sky stopped at the same time and watched this scene quietly.
Among these three people, one of them was an old woman, and next to them stood a young man and woman, about twenty years old. They looked pretty good, but they were also covered in black mist, and their eyes were glowing blue, making them look like ghosts.
No ghost.
The old woman with a purple face walked out. She was stooped and not even one meter tall. But as soon as she stepped out, the surrounding environment fell into darkness. Some dead souls could be vaguely seen rising from the ground. It was just a
Just thinking about it brings everyone to hell.
"Eighth-level king!" The eyes of the ancestor of the gods shrank suddenly.
The old woman looked around at the crowd and made a ghostly voice: "I am the master of the Thousand Poison Hall of the Black Witch Sect and a Taoist of Voodoo. Let me ask you, has the Taoist Ghost Snake been here just now?"
Everyone looked at each other, could it be that the Ghost Snake Taoist secretly ran over with the Black Witch Cult on his back?
"Reporting to Lord Voodoo, Taoist Ghost Snake has been here!" The ancestor of Manhuang took a step forward, knelt down in front of everyone, and said flatteringly with a smile.
"Well, the ancestor of Barbarian Wilderness still understands etiquette." The Voodoo Taoist looked at the ancestor of Barbarian Wilderness kneeling in the air, nodded lightly, and showed appreciation.
"I don't dare to take it seriously!" The ancestor of the Wilderness smiled and felt happy in his heart.
The hearts of everyone in Canghai Academy suddenly rose. This Barbarian Ancestor was so shameless that he knelt down to an old woman! If the Voodoo Taoist was fawned over by the Barbarian Ancestor, wouldn't they be doomed?
The ancestor of the god looked happy and glanced at Mo Wen in the distance fiercely, thinking about making him look good later.
"Very well, since you know the truth, it's up to you to answer!"
The Voodoo Taoist stretched out his withered claws, opened his hand and sucked in the Savage Ancestor. He clasped one hand tightly on the Savage Ancestor's head and started searching for the soul.
"Ah!" The Savage Ancestor screamed and his whole body twitched. After just a few breaths, his eyes turned white and foam came out of his mouth.
Everyone's expressions changed wildly.
I originally thought that the voodoo Taoist admired the ancestor of the barbarian, but ended up searching for his soul whenever he disagreed. How could this make sense!
The people of the Black Witch Cult are indeed moody and cannot be treated with common sense.
After a moment, the Voodoo Taoist's face darkened, and he squeezed the head of the Barbarian Ancestor with his claws.
"Hiss!" People gasped.
The second-level ancestor of the barbarian king, who had lived for thousands of years, was killed so lightly!
The voodoo Taoist jumped to the ground and sucked it into the ground. A corpse was sucked up by her and she held it in her hand.
In the battle just now, Taoist Ghost Snake's body was buried underground.
"Master, how is the situation?" asked the two young men and women next to the Voodoo Taoist.
"Dead. He was possessed by the spirit and was killed. His soul was destroyed. He seemed to have died in the ruins."
The Voodoo Taoist looked at the rocky mountain next to him.
"Relics?" The two looked suspicious.
"According to the memory of the ancestor of Manhuang, the owner of this ruins is Venerable Manhuang. Although Venerable Manhuang's collection is not as rich as that of our Black Witch Cult, it is still a considerable fortune. Taoist Ghost Snake sneaks away behind our Black Witch Cult's back.
I came here because I wanted to take it as my own, but unfortunately, something unexpected happened and I died inside." said the Voodoo Taoist.
The two of them were in shock and doubt. They knew the strength of Taoist Ghost Snake. Even if something unexpected happened, the possessed soul could still escape smoothly. How could he not escape?
The Voodoo Taoist came to the top of the rocky mountain and reached down with his dry palm. Black mist rolled in his palm, and a large pit was slowly eroded out of the rocky mountain wall.
"How terrifying!" The ancestor of the gods said in shock.
The rocky mountain was transformed by the true essence of the Savage Venerable. It was at least as hard as the peak of the Venerable King, but it was actually corroded away.
"No one is allowed to leave before I come out, otherwise I will visit you personally."
After leaving these words, the Voodoo Taoist ducked in and began to search inch by inch for the remaining traces of the Ghost Snake Taoist.
Mo Wen gasped for breath, and the demonic energy on his body was slowly suppressed. The Death Scythe and the Demon Emperor's armor disappeared. His minions retracted, and the muscles on his ferocious face squirmed, turning back to his original handsome and fair face. But
His face looked slightly pale.
Mo Wen fell to the ground, sat down cross-legged, took a pill and recovered quickly.
Within the ruins, the figure of the Voodoo Taoist flashed past quickly. As she passed, she sucked in soul fragments one after another. They were all people who were killed in the ruins. Although those people died, they still remained.
A little trace of the soul can be detected.
The Voodoo Taoist searched for a long time, and her brows couldn't help but frown deeply. She found no trace of the Ghost Snake Taoist's soul. Even if the soul was torn into pieces, there would always be a trace of fluctuation, but there was not even a trace of fluctuation.
At this time, when the voodoo Taoist passed through a large pit, a familiar soul trace was absorbed by her. It was the fragment of Guiyou's soul. Guiyou's soul was crushed to pieces by Zhuge Hanshan's sword, but it still remained.
A trace, a trace to follow.
The Voodoo Taoist stopped and explored the place inch by inch, but after a long time, he still found nothing.
"It's strange, Taoist Ghost Snake evaporated out of thin air?" Taoist Voodoo was shocked.
She put away the fragments of Guiyou's soul and planned to set up a soul-searching array to try when she went back to see if she could find the memories left by Guiyou before her death.
The Voodoo Taoist came outside, glanced at everyone with his cold eyes, and said sternly: "Since I have come here, I can't return empty-handed, so I must hand over all the treasures of the Savage Venerable."
The expressions of the ancestors of Tianshen and others changed drastically. Tianshen Academy has already suffered heavy losses. This voodoo Taoist must be killed as soon as possible!
The face of Vajra Buddha kept changing. After thinking for a long time, he took off the storage ring and threw it away.
"Amitabha! It is my Buddha's honor to donate treasures to virtuous people. However, the poor monk was short of money and only got a small part of the treasures. Most of them are in the hands of thieves like Canghai Academy."
Vajra Buddha smiled and looked at Mo Wen and others behind him.