You must know that the divine treasures are also divided into levels. From low to high, they are the blue divine treasures, the silver divine treasures, the golden divine treasures, and the legendary golden divine treasures.
Correspondingly, there are green-skinned wizards, silver-skinned wizards, and golden wizards, who are even higher stone-skinned wizards!
Originally, with Jingo's talent, even if he did not perform a sacrifice, he could easily transform his ordinary cyan divine treasure into a silver divine treasure with the help of the power of the ancestral wizard when he received the blessing from the ancestral witch.
, trained to become a silver-skinned wizard.
As an aristocratic son of the Tianfeng tribe, Jinwu was not willing to just become a silver-skinned wizard, so he spent a lot of money to find a hundred human warrior emperors and perform blood sacrifices, hoping to borrow the statue of the ancestral witch.
The stronger power of the ancestral witch allows him to directly practice the golden divine treasure that can break through the golden witch in one breath.
What Jinwu never dreamed of was that just when he was so proud and about to succeed, Ye Fei would suddenly intervene and forcibly interrupt his ancestral witch's blessing. All his efforts would be in vain.
Running water.
Kingo was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of silver blood on the spot, and then, his entire silver god could not help but become violent.
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In the twelve golden whirlpools, Ye Fei had no idea that his actions would inadvertently interrupt King Wu's blessing from the ancestral witch.
In fact, when the twelve ancestral witches gave blessings at the same time, Ye Fei also looked horrified, almost thinking that he had exposed his secret somewhere.
Fortunately, although he was swallowed up layer by layer by the golden whirlpools of the twelve ancestral witches, he did not feel the mountain-like pressure this time. On the contrary, he also felt twelve strange energies.
Quickly merged with the golden spiritual sea in his mind.
In the process of fusion, a memory that did not belong to Ye Fei gradually emerged from the depths of his mind. Finally, these memories condensed into a majestic figure, sitting silently on his back.
above the spiritual ocean.
Seeing this figure, Ye Fei couldn't help being startled in his heart, "Shang Jiu! How is it possible? I clearly broke away from your memory fusion back then. You should have been completely dead. How could you still appear here?"
In front of me?"
The stalwart figure finally faced Ye Fei. It was a petrified half-shaman, exactly like Shang Jiu. Shang Jiu was sitting cross-legged over Ye Fei's golden spiritual sea, with a hint of indifference in his expression: "Witchcraft"
The magic of magic, you will not know it if you have not learned witchcraft! I died between heaven and earth, but I also live in your memory! You should be very confused, why you failed to merge my memory, but you can still remember many things
It’s common sense among the witch clan, right?”
Ye Fei's expression changed. He still didn't understand at this moment that the changes in his spiritual sea and the memories of some of the Wu clan were all caused by Shang Jiu in front of him.
And for so many years, Shang Jiu has always been hidden in his memory. He didn't know how many secrets he had peeked into. Ye Fei's face suddenly became ugly, and he felt a creepy feeling in his heart.
Just like what Shang Jiu said, without having studied witchcraft, it would be difficult for him to understand the horror of witchcraft and its various unimaginable methods.
But soon, Ye Fei forced himself to calm down. The living Shang Jiu was scary, but the dead Shang Jiu had only a memory left. If he could hurt him, he would have done it long ago, so why wait until now?
"Tell me, what are you trying to do by using witchcraft to lurk in my memory?" Ye Fei said in a deep voice.
"You know what I'm going to do!" Shang Jiu also stared at Ye Fei indifferently.
Ye Fei suddenly smiled bitterly. Zeng Jin had integrated Shang Jiu's memory. Of course he knew what Shang Jiu wanted to do. The woman he loved most was killed by his half-brother. She was obviously the son of the tribe leader, but she became a slave.
A miserable life.
But even then, Shang Jiu persevered and embarked on the path of a wizard. However, after discovering that even if he became a golden wizard, he could not resurrect the only woman he loved, in despair, Shang Jiu embarked on a road of revenge crazily.
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He wanted to kill the father who was ashamed of him, the brother who kept humiliating him and even destroyed the grave of his beloved in front of him.
It's just that the Tianfeng tribe was too strong, and Shang Jiu's revenge ultimately failed. He had to drag his seriously injured body to escape from the Witch Clan, and then came to the Human Clan, where he established a business and created the Great Void Technique.
But Shang Jiu was not willing to give in. Even if he established a merchant, he only wanted revenge. He also hoped that among the descendants of the merchant, there would be a talented descendant who could merge his memories and become another Shang Jiu.
, to continue his path of revenge.
At that time, Ye Fei entered the wizard world of merchants and accidentally passed the numerous tests set by Shang Jiu.
In the end, he was almost fused with Shang Jiu's memories and turned into another Shang Jiu, a Shang Jiu bent on revenge!
"At that time, I used the Immortal Sword Soul to forcibly crush Shang Jiu's memory witchcraft and break free. I don't know if I can destroy Shang Jiu's last memory hidden in my mind if I activate the Immortal Sword Soul now.
A memory!" Ye Fei's face changed, and he was constantly calculating in his heart.
Shang Jiu stared at Ye Fei indifferently, "The immortal sword soul in your body is indeed powerful, but you were able to crack my memory witchcraft back then because you were in my memory and could do whatever you wanted. But now, you are not in the same place.
In my memory, I am in your memory. If you break me, it is equivalent to breaking your own memory! If you want to lose all memories, forget Zhao Yu, forget everything you have experienced
, you can activate the Immortal Sword Soul!"
"You are threatening me! I hate being threatened the most!" Ye Fei suppressed his anger, and his heart was even more horrifying. Shang Jiulian knew about the Immortal Sword Soul, so what other trump cards did he have to deal with this crazy vengeful witch?
"You can understand that this is a threat, but I just want to lend your hand to help me get revenge. You have experienced my memories, so you naturally understand how I feel about Xiao Yu'er. She is everything to me.
When she is alive, I am alive. When she is dead, I cannot resurrect her, so I am completely dead. Although I use witchcraft to live in your memory, what you see is not the real me, just a person.
Just a zombie!"
Ye Fei's vision changed. What appeared in front of him was no longer the bright witch, but a withered skeleton, a bloody, skinless corpse!
At the same time, Shang Jiu's last memory in the Tianfeng tribe emerged in Ye Fei's heart. At that time, Shang Jiu faced the siege of hundreds of golden wizards from the Tianfeng tribe. He rose up to resist, and the blood flowed like a river.
It made the entire Tianfeng tribe tremble with fear.
But the only thing that Shang Jiu didn't resist was his father's action. He allowed the Tianfeng clan leader at that time to activate the witchcraft and peel off the great witch gold skin from his body alive. Then, Shang Jiu's bloody face was revealed.
It was a sad and cold smile.
"Father, I will pay you back what I owe you, but I will definitely get back what you owe me..."
Shang Jiu smiled miserably, dragging his seriously injured body with his bloody flesh exposed, and fought out of the Tianfeng tribe step by step.
It was only then that the Tianfeng Clan leader discovered with great regret that the illegitimate son he had always looked down upon and despised possessed a golden treasure that could only appear once in a hundred thousand years in the Witch Clan! The Witch God's Treasure was comparable to the innate divine body of the human race.