The speed of the 'immortal skeleton' was not inferior to that of Wu Ling'er. In just the blink of an eye, the distance between the two was shortened by a lot.
It's only thirty or forty meters away.
"Hmph, you damn rotten bones. You went too far to bully others. You swallowed my palace master's poison. Even the Witch God Palace is not satisfied. You still dare to catch up. Do you really think that this palace master is afraid of you?" Wu Ling'er gritted his teeth and stopped.
Come down, look with red eyes
Catching up with the immortal skeleton, the majestic witch and demon power on her body burst out in an instant. In an instant, it condensed into a huge soul shadow above her head. She said in a cold voice: "Witch
The law of the Barbarian King, Ning..."
Boom!
A strange dharma appearance that looked like a 'scorpion' had just been condensed. Before the owner of the immortal skeleton could get close to Wu Ling'er, the curved hook and barb-like scorpion tail pierced the immortal skeleton's head.
Extremely fast.
For powerful men like Wu Ling'er and Zu Long, the distance of several thousand meters is not that far. It is almost as close as right under their noses. As soon as the magic form of the 'Wu Man King' was condensed, Zu Long was awakened.
, when it saw Wu Ling'er, its turbid pupils shrank slightly, and it said in a condensed voice: "Witch clan?"
"And the Wuman King?"
"Hmph, I can't believe that these bastards of the Wu clan have survived until now and are still alive?" Zulong licked his lips, his old and shriveled face was full of hatred, and he looked at Wu Ling'er bitterly.
The opponent was being hunted so hard that he even used his trump card like the 'Witch Barbarian King' before he could gloat and laugh.
With a sound, he noticed from the corner of his eye that the one who was chasing the remnants of the 'Witch Clan' turned out to be a skeleton. He was immediately dumbfounded and murmured, "This... what is this? Yes, it looks a bit like an immortal's."
Skeletons, no, I remember that the 'immortal bones' are golden, and this kind of jade bones seems to have been mentioned somewhere."
"Senior Zulong, this is a great blessing. If you can capture that immortal skeleton, it will be better than staying in Longhuang Demonic Suppression Bell and practicing hard for hundreds of years, right?" Ye Xingchen grinned,
He looked at Zulong with a harmless look on his face and said.
"Huh, good fortune?" Zulong looked at it sideways, snorted with a half-smile, and said nothing. Who among the people who have cultivated to its level is not a cunning and cunning person who dares to scheme against heaven and earth? Let alone
say, leaf
Xingchen's intention has been made so obvious. What kind of bullshit fate is nothing more than accidentally provoking the owner of the withered bones. The remnant of the "Witch Clan" is no match, so he just wants to drag him out to help.
The remnant soul of Zulong remained unmoved and just stared coldly at Wu Ling'er not far away.
Helping people from the witch clan?
It is simply wishful thinking. You must know that the grievances between the 'Dragon Clan' and the Wu Clan are no less than that of Lingxiao Palace. Although, most of the Dragon Clan that once roamed all over the world were suppressed and killed by the Immortal King.
But in the final analysis, if the people of the 'Witch Clan' hadn't torn up the "Witch and Demon Alliance" without permission, the Dragon Clan would not have ended up like this.
"Woooooooo..."
The poisonous mist emanating from the body of the 'Wuman King' was not much weaker than the power of Qi and blood around the immortal corpse. Seeing that the opponent was stopped by the Wuman King, Wu Ling'er's soul shadow had dimmed several times.
, and breathed a little sigh of relief.
When she saw the remnant soul of Zu Long, there was no strange expression on her face.
After all, the person who tore up the "Alliance between Witches and Demons" was the ancestor of the "Witch Clan". He had nothing to do with her, the last leader of the Witch Clan, so there was no need to feel guilty. He raised his eyelids and looked at
The remnant soul of the ancestor dragon not far away said calmly: "Winning the world, after watching the excitement for so long, it should be enough, right?"
"Hmph, you remnants of the Witch Clan are not dead yet, how can you do this?" The remnant soul of Zu Long licked his lips, looked at Wu Ling'er with a look of gloating, and said with a sarcastic expression: "Just right.
It's been quite some time since I've been old and I haven't seen the methods of your witch clan. I can take this opportunity to see with my own eyes how much power the witch barbarian king has left..."
"Young Master, look at the two of them. This remnant soul of the ancestral dragon really wants Wu Ling'er to die in the hands of that immortal skeleton." The Ghost King 'Gulu' swallowed his saliva with a strange expression on his face.
He looked at Ye Xingchen and muttered, "The reinforcements who finally moved out will not be traitors and turn against us in the face of battle, right?"
"Does this remnant soul of the ancestral dragon have any grudges against the people of the Wu Clan?" Ye Xingchen frowned, looked at the ancestral dragon, and said: "Senior, that immortal skeleton can't distinguish between friend and foe. If it wakes up,
With its strength and methods, everyone present may suffer."
"Hmph, it's just a mutilated skeleton, how much can it do?" Zulong turned his head, glanced at Ye Xingchen, sneered, and said: "Don't worry, I'm here, those rotten bones won't hurt you.
Khanmao, once the remnant of the witch clan dies, I will suppress this rotten bone."
"Senior, I..." Seeing the remnant soul of Zu Long, he didn't pay attention to the 'immortal body' at all. Ye Xingchen was also anxious and angry. He was about to say a few words of advice when he saw Wu Ling'er's face.
He looked over with a sneer, ridiculed, and said: "Win the World, I would like to advise you, the origin of this skeleton is not trivial."
"Huh, it has a long history?" Zu Long raised his eyebrows and sneered, "How big can it be, the Lord of the Immortal Palace? It's a pity that that thing is still in the land of Yin Ruins, sleeping soundly."
"Senior Zulong, the owner of this skeleton, when his strength was at its peak, was probably no weaker than the Immortal King." Ye Xingchen frowned and said in a deep voice.
"You mean it?" Zulong's remnant soul sneered twice, looked at Ye Xingchen with a mocking face, and said: "Boy, how can you understand the abilities of the Immortal King? Even I don't dare to
Make sure it tried its best when you first encountered it..."
"Damn it, this old bastard has stayed in that broken clock for too long, has his brain been shut down?" Seeing the remnant soul of Zulong, it looked like it was the best in the world besides the 'Immortal King'
With such a look, the Ghost King standing next to Ancestor Shura couldn't help but
He started to curse loudly and said: "Old Loach, you want to die yourself, don't drag us with you. Huh, the Witch God Palace can't do anything about that rotten bones, so what can you do? Young Master, if it can't be done, let's go first, anyway.
That old Loach has a lot of tricks."
"Witch...Witch God Palace?"
"What can't be done about it?"
Whoosh!
Hearing the scolding of the Ghost King, the smile on Zulong's face suddenly froze. Although the current Wu Ling'er, no matter in terms of strength, realm, or the methods she showed, could not fall into its eyes, but the Witch God
The palace is different.
That is Tianbao.
The most treasured treasure of the entire ‘Witch Clan’, even its Longhuang Demon Suppressing Bell, is not far behind compared to the Witch God Palace...