Ye Fei and Xiaocao also looked at the evil spirit that suddenly turned into a human form with horrifying eyes.
"Ghost?" The dragon scales all over the dragon turtle's body stood up at this moment, which made Xiaocao, who was always afraid of ghosts, swish and quickly tighten the dragon turtle's tail and pinch the dragon turtle's neck, looking very nervous.
, looking very scared. Dragon Turtle suddenly felt regretful in his heart.
Ye Fei also calmed down, comforted Xiaocao, and looked at the evil spirit coldly and said: "Don't be afraid, Xiaocao, he is not an evil spirit or a ghost, but a witch!"
The reason for making this judgment is that Ye Fei discovered that the black sacrificial robe worn by the old man was actually an ancient dress unique to the Witch Clan. Once in the world, when Ye Fei unified the Witch Clan and became the Witch King, he also
Wearing similar clothing.
At that time, he thought that it was just the yellow robe of the Witch King, but later he realized that it was actually a costume that could only be worn by the most noble person in the Witch clan. Thinking of this, Ye Fei's heart moved, and he had already taken it from the corner of the space belt.
The Witch King wore the same black sacrificial robe that he had not used for a long time, with a bone crown on his head and a scepter in his hand.
This is the Witch King!
When Ye Fei put on such clothes, his whole aura changed at this moment, from a rough warrior to a noble witch king worshiping the heaven and earth!
The gray-haired old man also looked at Ye Fei and Ye Fei's clothes with extremely shocked eyes. Suddenly, he seemed to be irritated and made an obscure and unpleasant sound in his mouth, which seemed to have been heard for thousands of times.
Years ago, he didn't open his mouth to speak.
"You...are not...qualified...to be the Emperor!"
"Err?"
Seeing the ghost in front of him, he seemed to be able to talk and didn't look like a ghost. Xiaocao gradually became bolder, but he still only dared to hide behind Ye Fei and secretly look forward through his fingers.
Ye Fei's expression was full of cold arrogance. At this moment, not only the aura of the Witch King appeared on his body, but also a vast aura of the Human Emperor emerged. He looked at the old man coldly and said: "Am I qualified?"
When you become the emperor, it doesn’t matter what you say, it’s up to the Witch Clan to decide! Since the Witch Clan is willing to recognize me as the emperor, then I will be the emperor of all wizards!”
"Wizard...hehehe..." The gray old man suddenly smiled on his gloomy face. It was a mocking smile and a sad smile. Then, he seemed to remember something, and his face suddenly turned pale again.
, there was also a hint of confusion in his eyes: "Are there still witches in this heaven?"
His words gradually changed and became coherent.
Ye Fei couldn't help but feel some vigilance in his heart. Looking at this person and thinking about the origin of Taixu, he couldn't help but have a bold guess in his heart. He couldn't help but ask: "Before I answer you, you
Answer my question first, who are you, and what are these guardian evil spirits of the ancient god Blood Lotus?"
When Xiaocao heard this, she tightened the dragon turtle's neck nervously. After all, besides the old man, there were also many evil spirits here. I wonder if there might be a ghost hidden in it. The more Xiaocao thought about it, the more he thought about it.
The more scared he became, two tears of grievance appeared in the corners of Dragon Turtle's eyes, and he secretly swore that he would never mention the word "ghost" in front of Xiaocao in the future.
"Haha, protect evil spirits? Yes, if you don't mention it, I have almost forgotten that our Taiwu clan has been extinct. Now we are just a group of lonely ghosts, a group of sinners punished by the Emperor of Heaven!"
The old man's expression became more and more depressed. There was even a hint of madness and a hint of sadness. But soon, his tone became passionate again, and his expression became aloof. He pointed at himself coldly and said: "I,
Descendants of the ancestral witch! The last Taiwu mage in the Taiwu world! As for the evil spirits you see, they are all the wronged souls of my Taiwu clan!"
Woo woo woo, woo woo woo!
The dark wind blows, and the ghosts cry and howl.
The guardian evil spirits all around, with the finger of the old man who claimed to be the descendant of the ancestral witch, the appearance of these evil spirits changed greatly, from various monster forms to human forms, but all of them had no legs.
Even half of the body has not entered the blood lotus. Moreover, the people who appeared are all like puppets, with dull faces. In addition to crying, they are full of resentment.
Ye Fei became more and more shocked, and couldn't help but look at the old man who was the only one who could maintain his consciousness, "What happened to the Taiwu Master clan? Why did you become evil spirits, and even connected with the ancient god Blood Lotus?
Together?"
Taking a deep look at Ye Fei, the old man did not answer the question, but looked at Ye Fei with hope and said: "I will answer this question later. Since you are also a witch, you should dedicate your life to our Taiwu clan.
, Now, in the name of the descendants of the ancestral witch, I ask you to surrender to me. You are still your witch king, but you must obey my orders! Kneel down, worship the heaven and earth, and swear an oath to the ancestral witch!"
The old man's expression changed with incomparable majesty. He looked like an emperor overlooking the world. Obviously, this old man's status in the Taiwu clan was very unusual, otherwise he would not have lost his memory after other Taiwu masters had turned into evil spirits.
, he can still maintain his intelligence.
But what makes Ye Fei funny is that even at this point, this old man still pretends to be a descendant of the ancestral witch and wants to make him surrender. His arrogance makes Ye Fei see another dragon sheep.
Besides, Ye Fei is not from the Wu Clan, he just got the approval of the Wu Clan by chance. Perhaps in the eyes of the Wu Clan, the identity of this descendant of the ancestral witch may be extremely noble, but in Ye Fei's eyes, this old man is still
It's not as important as an Emperor Grade Blood Lotus.
"Xiaocao, let's go, let this descendant of the ancestral witch sober up here!" Ye Fei picked up Xiaocao, stepped on the dragon turtle, turned around and left without any nostalgia.
There was an uproar among the innocent souls transformed by the Taiwu Master around. Although they had lost their intelligence, the instinct of the innocent souls still maintained their respect for the descendants of the old ancestral witch. When they found that Ye Fei seemed to be disrespectful to the old man, they all turned into ghosts one after another.
The evil spirit roared.
Ye Fei's eyes suddenly became cold, "Xiaocao, beat me hard, kill one of them, and get an extra meal!"
roar!
When he heard that extra food was available, the dragon turtle immediately cheered up and deliberately moved towards the place where there were many evil spirits. Xiaocao was also frightened and screamed. He quickly covered his eyes with one hand and waved the magic whip again with the other hand, slamming towards the place.
The front was swept, and immediately, all the evil spirits approaching were under the light of the divine whip. The beaten evil spirits collapsed, revealing their lonely souls of injustice again. The eyes looking at Xiaocao seemed to be even more frightened than the old man.
When Ye Fei did this, he did not really mean to leave empty-handed, but he did it deliberately to show the old man. (To be continued)