Like an ancient ferocious beast with attributes, the entire ancient witch land began to roar, especially the Hundred Thousand Mountains, which shook one after another, and the mountain spirit dragon veins awakened.
"Roar!!"
The dragon's roar echoed through the sky, making everyone present feel numb.
A breath that was both familiar and unfamiliar to them enveloped the earth, vast and boundless.
The fighting in the field also came to a standstill.
Everyone looked up at the sky, either shocked or confused.
"What a strange smell. I seem to have felt it somewhere, but I have no impression of it."
"This seems to be the power of an ancient witch, but it's not entirely true."
"What the hell is this?"
"Why do I feel that something big is about to happen..." "..." A strange aura enveloped the earth, and everyone held their breath.
Including Yuan Chenling, Jin Hongjiao and other powerful people at the peak of god transformation, they all looked towards the sky.
"Old Wei, do you know this thing?"
Jin Tianlan looked back: "I feel this breath no matter what, it feels like déjà vu, but I just can't remember it."
"..." Wei Chu stared at the top of his head and murmured: "This breath should come from the ancient witch, but it is not the ancient martial arts at this time. If I am not wrong, this should be... the ancient witch from ancient times.
breath."
Wow! Everyone was shocked.
The aura of ancient martial arts from ancient times?
In ancient times, it was at least tens of thousands of years away from now. What kind of aura can remain to this day?
"Old Wei, please stop beating around the bush and just tell me what this thing is."
Jin Tianlan scratched his head: "This aura hangs over the top of my head. I always feel a little depressed. It is even stronger than the witch totem."
What he said was also what other people felt.
In the night sky, black mist surged violently, then transformed into blood light, condensing blood-colored scales, no head or tail visible, but the terrifying aura became more intense.
"..." Wei Chu didn't reply. He withdrew his gaze and looked at Tang Ming again.
At this time, Tang Ming, the realm of the Ultimate Dao was unfolding between his eyebrows, and the vast soul roared out. Miao Liyun was also controlling the aura of the divine witch to flow into the formation.
As the formation gradually solidified.
On the ground, ancient totems emerged one after another, outlining a snake-shaped beast. As the totems emerged, the giant scaly beast in the sky gradually became complete.
But I still haven’t seen the beginning and end.
Only the thick and terrifying scaly body could be seen.
Suddenly.
"Boom -" a strong wind roared.
Wherever the strong wind passed, the temperature skyrocketed, as hot as a deep volcanic crater, and the void swayed under the high temperature.
Before anyone could react.
Another strong wind howled.
But this time, the strong wind brought with it the power of extreme ice, and wherever it passed, the ground was frozen.
Two strong winds, hot and cold, roared.
Extremely shocking.
"Scarlet red scales, the body is so long that the head and tail are not visible, carrying the power of cold winter and hot summer..." Wei Chu murmured to himself.
Gradually, his body began to tremble, and his eyes were fixed on the unknown giant in the sky. Finally, his eyes fell on the two huge black and white spheres.
"Looking straight at the right vehicle, one's gaze is dark, one's sight is clear, one does not eat, does not sleep, does not rest, the wind and rain are just a greeting..." "This, this is one of the twelve ancestral witches!"
"Zhu Jiuyin!"
Wei Chu made a trembling sound.
Plop! He knelt down, raised his hands high, and then prostrated in salute.
Zhu Jiuyin?
As soon as these three words came out, all the wizards present were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions changed dramatically.
Zhu Jiuyin, one of the twelve ancient ancestral witches, is said to be transformed from the essence of the witch god. It is the sacred beast of the witch clan in ancient times.
"This, is this really Zhu Jiuyin..." someone asked tremblingly.
No one responded to him.
Because at this moment, the wind and clouds were changing high in the sky, and the body with red scales slowly moved, extremely strong, shaking the heaven and earth as it moved.
Boom! Boom! Suddenly.
The two huge black and white spheres actually started to rotate, and there was a trace of malevolence in the depths.
This is not a sphere.
But the eyes.
"Roar!"
The roar of the dragon sounded.
The black mist shrouded, condensing into a majestic male face, with complex totems engraved on the face, densely covering the entire cheek.
Human face, snake body, red armor.
As the eyeballs blinked, the entire Ancient Witchland was as bright as day; and as the eyeballs closed, the entire Ancient Witchland was as dark as ink.
"The god of Zhongshan, whose name is Zhuyin, sees it as day, looks down as night, blows as winter, and calls as summer!"
"This, this is really the ancestral witch!"
"It's really Zhu Jiuyin, an ancient witch god. I've seen this figure on the memorial tablet of the Witch Temple."
"Isn't this wild aura the power of the ancient witch we felt in the Witch Temple?"
"..." Under the night sky.
All the witch cultivators were shocked.
"Boom!"
Zhu Jiuyin's huge body moved slowly, shaking the power of heaven and earth, his eyes turned, the day turned, and in between, two strong winds of ice and hot summer roared.
This is the ancestral witch! He is the god of the ancient witch clan! As Wei Chu knelt down and saluted, members of the Wei clan, Jin clan, Yan clan, Mu clan, and Qu clan all knelt down and bowed.
This is ancient witchcraft, the most time-honored tradition.
See God and worship!...At the same time.
On the outskirts of Miao territory, high in the sky, several figures were standing in a stalemate.
Zhang Wenyuan, Jiang Longwu.
On the opposite side, there are six strong men at the peak of the transformation of gods, wearing black robes and surrounded by evil spirits.
"Silence."
Zhang Wenyuan looked at one of them and said calmly: "I wonder how your Demon Sect can keep resurrecting. It turns out that you have also joined the Shen Sect."
Ji Ming, the leader of the Demon Sect.
The peak level of cultivation in the realm of gods.
The other five people next to him are also top powerhouses with profound auras.
"Haha, it's rare for a great heavenly master to be so concerned about the Demon Sect. It really scares me."
Ji Ming laughed loudly.
Zhang Wenyuan also smiled and said: "Only six of you dare to stop me and Jiang Longwu?"
"Of course I don't dare."
"A great heavenly master and a great marshal, even if we are given a few more courages, we would not dare to stop him."
"It's just..." Ji Ming changed the subject and said with a faint smile: "Although we can't stop you two, we are confident that we can hold you two back. We don't have much time, half an hour is enough."
"In the Northern Territory, the Tiannan Sea, and the Eastern Territory, Ji Lin alone may be a little weak."
Boom! A boiling murderous intent burst out.
Jiang Longwu took a step forward with murderous intent: "It won't take half an hour to kill you."
"Oh, right."
Ji Ming spoke again and said with a smile: "Master God has always wanted to visit the Forbidden City. If you two are entangled with us, I am afraid that you will find an opportunity to entertain distinguished guests."
As soon as these words came out.
Jiang Longwu's thick eyebrows suddenly raised.
This sentence is a threat! Zhang Wenyuan looked as usual and said calmly: "Your god master can come if you want. To be honest, we have been waiting for this distinguished guest for a long time."
"Suppose I kill a few of you before the old monster is willing to come out."
"Then I'm very happy."
Zheng! A mahogany flying sword floated out.
Ji Ming and others' expressions changed dramatically.