Text text_The first thousand nine hundred and fifty-three chapters
"That kid is protected by Wu Ling'er, so it's not your turn to worry about it. Huh, he's just two immortals ranked at the bottom. With her methods, if she can't solve even this small matter, her reputation as the leader of the Witch Clan will be gone.
I am afraid that it was snatched away by other tribesmen as early as thousands or millions of years ago." Emperor Huang Quan raised his eyelids and said calmly: "As far as I know, the fight between their witch tribes is not the same.
It’s easier than those monsters and savage beasts. Even her position as clan leader was achieved after she killed many clan members before finally taking the position, right?”
"Huh, Wu Ling'er?" The White Elephant King sneered twice and said lightly: "Master Huangquan, you think too highly of that woman, right? This is not an era where witches and monsters are rampant, let alone,
That woman's entire cultivation has been reduced to nothing. This is still the territory of the Shikun clan. In my opinion, if Emperor Kun knew that she was also in this hall, with her evil-spirited character,
We're afraid we'll have to attend another wedding banquet."
"The "One Hundred Dragons Entering the Sea" is not an ordinary treasure..." The leader of the Tianhuo Sect standing aside shook his head, looked at the ancient map in the hand of 'Emperor Kun', and said: "That boy, this time it's a murderous thing."
There will be little luck, unless he dedicates the Witch God Palace."
‘Woo’, ‘Woo’, ‘Woo’…
When he saw the two immortals Kaiyang and Xuanming appearing in the main hall with "The Picture of One Hundred Dragons Entering the Sea", Ye Xingchen's heart sank to the bottom. Unless he had no choice but to do so, he didn't want to think about the Witch God.
Palace, secrets like endless purgatory are exposed.
The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade.
After all, with his current strength, he simply cannot keep such treasures and secrets. If he is not careful, there will be another ‘Kun clan’ in the camp that covets these treasures.
"Master of the Witch Palace, it's your turn to save the situation..." Ye Xingchen's mind moved, and his soul thought quietly, he entered the Palace of the Witch God, and saw Wu Ling'er sitting tightly in a small room, stroking her with one hand.
Qin, a dozen ancient ferocious beasts transformed from the blue smoke, lay in front of her with a calm expression.
"What kind of rescue?" Wu Ling'er frowned and saw Ye Xingchen's figure suddenly appeared in the Wushen Palace. A look of displeasure flashed in her clear eyes. In her opinion, this Wushen Palace
It was his treasure, but now he had to share it with others. No matter who was responsible for this kind of thing, the other party would not be happy at all.
"About the gift..." Ye Xingchen shook his head, smiled bitterly, and said: "Xuanming and Kaiyang from Lingxiao Palace also chased after them, and even gave Emperor Kun a copy of "A Hundred Dragons Entering the Sea".
It was also rated as nine-star by it in public. According to its rules, it would be better if I could present a nine-star treasure. Otherwise, I would be taken away by those two immortals who were like dog-skin plasters. Palace Master Wu should also
Don’t you want to fall into the hands of those immortals with me?”
"Hmph, these damn zombies have already hid in the sea of blood, and they are still as greedy as before. It is really not a pity to die." Wu Ling'er cursed secretly, raised his head, and looked at him with a half-smile.
Looking at Ye Xingchen, he said: "What does your matter have to do with this palace master?"
"I said, Palace Master Wu probably doesn't want to fall into the hands of those immortals with me, right?" Ye Xingchen chuckled twice and said: "In comparison, those immortals should prefer to see the wizard.
The palace master is an old friend, right?"
"Boy, do you dare to threaten me?"
boom!
Wu Ling'er's face darkened, and the majestic soul power swept towards Ye Xingchen in an instant. The dozen or so ancient ferocious beasts immediately started to tremble with fear.
One by one, they were lying on the ground, making "woo" and "woo" sounds from their throats.
"Emperor...Emperor realm?" Ye Xingchen's pupils shrank, he looked at Wu Ling'er with a horrified face, and said in a condensed voice: "This, how is this possible? When you were outside King Kun City, you were only at the Star Emperor realm.
Your cultivation level is less than that of a stick of incense. Even if you take the magical elixir, it is impossible for your cultivation level to skyrocket to this point, right?"
"Hmph, there are too many things you don't know." Wu Ling'er looked at him coldly, sneered, and said: "Our 'Witch Clan' has been prosperous for so many years, and the treasures we have collected are countless times more than those of the immortals.
, in this Wushen Palace alone, there are treasures belonging to several generations of witch masters. If you hadn’t refined the Wushen Palace, with the methods of our witch clan, this palace master would have been restored to his peak long ago.”
"Recover to the peak?" Ye Xingchen sneered in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be submissive. He would only believe two or three levels of Wu Linger's words at most. If her cultivation and strength were really good,
It was so easy to return to the peak state. I am afraid that he had suffered a long time ago. In his opinion, it was probably because Wu Ling'er obtained some heaven-defying treasure when he went to the Yinjiu Ruins that he had his current fortune.
, made a 'Gulu' sound, pretended to swallow, and said: "The Master of the Witch Palace should know that the best treasure I have is this Witch God Palace. I have no choice but to take out the Witch God Palace."
"It seems that you are really not afraid of death? You still dare to threaten this palace master?" Wu Ling'er looked at Ye Xingchen with murderous intent on his face and said coldly.
"If I hadn't been forced to do so, how could I dare to threaten Palace Master Wu with my meager cultivation?" Ye Xingchen secretly took a few steps back, looked at Wu Ling'er warily, and said, "Just because I'm afraid of death,
Therefore, we can only hand over the Witch God Palace in exchange for a chance to survive."
"Why, do you think that the reason why this palace master is still here is because he can't leave with the Wushen Palace?" Wu Ling'er half-squinted his eyes and said.
"Leave?" Ye Xingchen chuckled twice and said nothing, just looking at Wu Ling'er quietly.
Wu Ling'er, who was sitting cross-legged behind the guqin, also fell silent.
Suddenly, the huge stone house became quiet, with only the sound of a dozen ancient ferocious beasts breathing heavily from time to time.
"Little thing, what's going on?" Ye Xingchen's mind moved, and he asked the little bone beast in the 'Sea of Souls'.
"Are you talking about this Wu Ling'er?" The usually lazy little bone beast finally became serious. He frowned for a moment and said, "It should be a Horcrux, a ghost soldier."
"What do you mean?" Ye Xingchen was slightly startled, and said with a look of astonishment on his face.
"Hmph, you kid is really stupid. You can't even see it? That Wu Ling'er's body was destroyed thousands of years ago. Now she is just like the ghost king. They are just souls and can barely be regarded as witch gods.
Half of the artifact spirits in the palace, she had gone to the Yinxu Land before. With the methods of their witch clan, as long as they devoured enough living souls, ghosts, and even the soul weapons left by the Tenth Palace, after refining them, they would naturally
It can make her cultivation and strength grow rapidly."