The three Purple Lion Ancestors quickly looked around and saw a strong man carrying a giant ax appearing out of thin air and walking in with a stern look on his face.
Seeing him, the Purple Lion Ancestor was shocked and quickly bowed and saluted: "I have seen the Holy King of Witchcraft!"
The Holy King of Witchcraft waved his hand and asked directly: "Where is your Holy King?"
"Retreat in the temple!"
The ancestor of the Purple Lion did not dare to neglect, and said quickly: "The master has been in seclusion for 500 million years, and has never come out during this period!"
"Have been in seclusion for 500 million years? Is he comprehending the avenue of space?"
The Holy King of Witchcraft frowned and said in a deep voice: "I don't want to disturb him, but the matter is urgent and he must be released early!"
"You can disturb the master's retreat..."
The Purple Lion Ancestor immediately hesitated.
"You still don't realize the seriousness of the matter!"
The Holy King of Witchcraft shouted sternly: "Not long ago, a group of Holy Kings ran out of the Holy King's Cemetery. They were all the most powerful men who had dominated the Holy Source Continent in ancient times.
After returning this time, their cultivation levels have been greatly enhanced, and they are no weaker than me. They are now causing harm to the Holy Source Continent, especially the Holy Source State, which has become the hardest hit area.
At this critical moment, you, the Holy King, must be allowed to leave the seclusion early!"
"These Holy Kings of unknown origin actually come from the Holy King's Cemetery?"
Holy Lord Wuyun's face turned pale: "No wonder! No wonder! It turns out they came from the Holy King's Cemetery, but weren't they all dead? Why did they come back?"
"Obviously, they are not dead, they are probably trapped!"
The Holy King of Witchcraft looked ugly: "And now, they have finally returned! Moreover, their strength has been greatly improved and they have returned strongly!"
"The Holy King's Cemetery...the Holy King returns...a group of Holy Kings!"
The ancestor of the Purple Lion looked pale: "The matter is serious..."
"Okay! Don't waste any more time, take me to see your Holy King quickly!"
The Witch God King shouted sharply.
"yes!"
The ancestor of the Purple Lion did not dare to neglect, and together with the Holy Wizard King went to the top of Pangu Holy Mountain, and when they came to the temple, they saw a beautiful woman playing with a child.
The beautiful woman is graceful, luxurious, and incomparably beautiful. She is none other than Zi Xia.
Children are carved from pink and jade, smart and lively, which is Ying Shu.
Mother and daughter are having a barbecue!
That's right, they are having a barbecue!
The bonfire was rising, and a piece of golden roasted barbecue exuded an alluring aroma. Ying Shu's eyes were shining, and he was drooling while staring at the barbecue. He kept urging: "Mom, are you ready? Why aren't you ready yet..."
Zi Xia chuckled and comforted: "Wait a minute! It's not done yet!"
"Mom, hurry up, I want to eat..."
Yingshu took a sip of saliva and couldn't wait. At this moment, her ears suddenly moved. She turned her head and saw several people approaching.
"Greetings to the mistress, hello to the saint!"
The person who came was none other than the ancestor of the Purple Lion and the Holy Witch King.
"It's Uncle Purple Lion!"
Yingshu stood up and said with a smile: "Why are you here?"
The ancestor of the purple lion showed a smile and said with a gentle smile: "I'm looking for the master!"
"Oh, let's look for dad. Dad has gone into seclusion and hasn't come out yet!"
Yingshu giggled, his eyes rolling around: "Uncle Zishi, did you bring me a gift this time?"
"Well……"
The ancestor of the Purple Lion slapped his head and said with a dry smile: "I came in a hurry this time and didn't prepare a gift, so I let the saint down!"
"Oh? There's no gift!"
Yingshu was indeed a little disappointed, Zixia smiled and scolded: "You girl, you always ask for gifts, who can get used to it!"
After saying that, she cut off a piece of barbecue and handed it to Ying Shu, and then said with a smile: "The ancestor of the Purple Lion, the Holy King of Witchcraft, you are here..."
"Looking for the master..."
Just as the Purple Lion Ancestor was about to answer, a sharp sound pierced the air suddenly sounded, like a train whistle coming from a distance, attracting everyone's attention.
Everyone looked up in shock and saw a bloody stream of light coming at a terrifying speed. In the blink of an eye, it covered tens of billions of kilometers and appeared above Pangu Holy Mountain.
That speed and power made everyone's expressions change.
"Holy...King!"
The Holy Wizard King looked gloomy and spoke slowly.
The bloody stream of light stopped, and there was a tall figure bathed in blood-colored flames, crystal clear, and like a diamond. He looked down at Pangu Holy Mountain and everything around the holy mountain, and his brows gradually furrowed.
"This is the Blood Diamond Holy Mountain, but why can't I see a clansman?"
The blood-colored figure had an ugly face, and his eyes finally fell on the Holy King of Witches, the Purple Lion Ancestor, Zi Xia and Ying Shu. He shot them with his right hand and was about to capture them.
"snort!"
When the Holy King of Witchcraft saw this, his face was stunned, and he swung a palm out of the air to meet the bloody figure's right hand. The fist and palm met in the air, and a huge roar broke out.
The blood-colored figure stood proudly in the void, motionless. However, the Holy King of Witchcraft took a few steps back, looked at the blood-colored figure with a shocked expression, and said in a deep voice: "So... strong!"
"There is actually a Holy King here!"
The bloody figure looked surprised, his eyes fell on the Holy King of Witchcraft, and he said coldly: "Who are you? Why do you occupy my Blood Diamond Holy Mountain?"
"Who are you……"
The Holy King of Witchcraft was shocked when he heard this. He looked at the bloody figure carefully. Suddenly his expression changed and he lost his voice: "You... you are the Blood Demon Holy King?"
"You actually know me?"
The bloody figure looked surprised. He looked at the Lord of the Witch God, and distant memories came to his mind. He said with some uncertainty: "Looking like this... are you the Lord of the Witch God?"
"It's me, the Blood Demon!"
The Holy King of Witches had a complex expression: "When you entered the Holy King's cemetery, I thought you were dead inside. I didn't expect that after so many years, you actually came back alive, and you became... the Holy King!"
"Yes, I came back alive. You didn't expect it, and neither did I!"
The Blood Demon Saint King sighed: "After thousands of years of vicissitudes, I have been away from the Holy Source Continent for more than twenty kalpas. This time when I returned, I didn't expect that the first person I met was you. But then again, you
He actually took that step and achieved the status of a Saint King!"
"What is a holy king? If you don't become a Taoist king, you will still be an ant after all!"
The Holy King of Witchcraft shook his head slightly: "Blood Demon, what do you want to do when you come back this time?"
“I have no idea at the moment, I just want to go back to my hometown and relax!”
The Blood Demon Holy King shook his head slightly and frowned again: "Witch God, where are my tribesmen? Where are they? Why can't I see a Blood Diamond tribe on the Blood Diamond Holy Mountain?"
"Blood Demon, it's unlucky for you to come back. The Blood Diamond clan is already extinct!"
The Witch God King said calmly.
"What? My Blood Diamond clan is extinct?"
The Blood Demon Saint King's expression changed, and he could not suppress an aura of violence: "Who? Who wiped out my blood diamond clan? Is it you?"
"not me!"
PS: When I was young, I watched Tian Long Ba Bu. I would watch TV and follow it every day after school to learn martial arts. I studied it for about 4 or 5 days. I felt that I was ready to become a martial artist. One day after school, I played role-playing with a few friends with wooden sticks.
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Then I started to be possessed by Qiao Feng. I got into a striking position, held my breath with all my strength, and then let them hit me hard with wooden sticks.
