Chapter 1794 Welcome to the return of the candle witch!
"You are too weak."
"The worldly knowledge is really thin. It's hard to see a great master who can transcend the tribulation realm. In the end, he didn't even survive the first heavenly tribulation."
The evil god's Dharma Xiang spoke coldly.
The person speaking at this time was still the head in the middle, with a ferocious face and an evil tone in his tone.
Boom! The rocks shattered.
Zhu Gexin rose into the sky again, staring ahead with a solemn expression.
He was seen holding the War Witch's Spear in his right hand, and he brought two fingers of his left hand together to make a sharp scratch between his eyebrows, and a half-finger-long wound appeared.
Blood seeped out.
But the blood did not drip, but was strangely absorbed by the surrounding war witch totems.
"Blood sacrifice witchcraft!"
Wei Chu's expression was solemn, and there was deep worry in his tone.
"Um?"
Jin Hongjiao frowned: "This is an ancient forbidden witchcraft. It is said that it has been lost long ago..." "Yes."
"Although this forbidden technique can improve combat power, the sequelae are very serious. It is said that witch cultivators who practice this technique will not live for more than a hundred years."
Wei Chu said in a deep voice: "It seems that Zhu Gexin has another chance. He has been able to survive for so long by practicing forbidden arts, but...it is obviously time for him to use forbidden arts to fight against the enemy."
As soon as these words came out.
The faces of Jin Hongjiao, Jin Tianlan, Yan Sheng and others also became heavy.
Zhu Gexin is considered to be the strongest surviving member of the ancient witch, with a level of cultivation in the Tribulation Realm, but even so, he is still no match for the evil god's Dharma Appearance, let alone them?
Could it be.
Is today really the time of great calamity for the ancient witch?
……"boom!"
Zhu Gexin's body was filled with witchcraft power, and he once again carried the spear of war witches in his hand and flew towards the front.
No one has arrived yet.
The sky full of golden thunder once again filled the void with great force.
"Previously, I only underestimated the enemy, which gave you the opportunity to break through my defense. Don't overestimate yourself."
The evil god Faxiang smiled calmly.
next moment.
The evil fire boils and burns the void.
With the Evil God's Dharma as the center, evil fire spread throughout a radius of one kilometer. Many witch cultivators had no time to avoid and were touched by this evil fire.
In an instant, screams started one after another.
In an instant, more than a dozen Nascent Soul Realm shaman cultivators were set on fire, and both their bodies and souls were burned to death.
"Damn it!"
"retreat!"
Jin Hongjiao shouted in a low voice, stomped the ground suddenly with her cane, and roared with vigor, moving the surrounding Jin tribe members back.
Wei Chu and Yan Sheng also took action separately to save members of their respective tribes.
High in the sky, golden lightning suddenly struck down, but was blocked by the evil fire that filled the sky.
"too weak."
"But you are still a monk in the Tribulation Realm. If I devour you, you will gain a lot of strength."
The Evil God's Faxiang smiled ferociously, and stretched out two huge palms, directly tearing apart the surrounding golden lightning.
at the same time.
Two more giant palms swatted at Zhu Gexin.
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
A loud noise was made.
Zhu Gexin spurted blood from his mouth, his face suddenly turned pale, and his whole body was smashed to the ground again.
Whew! A purple ray burst out from the eyebrows of the evil god's head, trying to kill Zhu Gexin completely.
crucial moment.
Zhu Gexin held the war witch spear in his hand horizontally in front of him.
"Boom!"
The attack was blocked.
However, the power of thunder around the War Witch's Spear was also completely defeated, and it returned to its original bone spear form, with several fine cracks even appearing on the spear's body.
"Pfft."
Zhu Gexin vomited blood again and his injuries became more serious.
"It's over. Mr. Zhu is the ancient witch with the strongest background. Even he is not a strong opponent. What should we do?"
"Even the war witch's spear has been cracked. This statue is too terrifying."
"Could it be that today is the day when I, the powerful ancient witch, will die?"
"..." below.
When many witch cultivators saw this scene, their faces were full of horror, and then they looked desperate.
Originally, when they saw the Zhu tribe coming to support and the emergence of a great master in the Tribulation Realm, they all thought that the situation for the ancient witch was decided.
But now, Zhu Gexin was seriously injured, and even the war witch's spear was broken.
"Everyone."
"Prepare to fight for your life..." Wei Chuchu smiled miserably, but his breath became restless.
Jin Hongjiao's eyes flashed with determination, and she shouted: "Jin Tianlan, find an opportunity to take Tang Ming and Miao Liyun to escape, don't flee to the inside of the ancient witch, and run away to the Chinese secular world!"
"Okay..." Jin Tianlan also wanted to fight, but after seeing Jin Hongjiao's sharp eyes, he had to suppress his fighting spirit and nodded solemnly.
Swish! Swish! Jin Hongjiao and Wei Chu, two high priests at the peak of their transformation into gods, flew through the air and landed in front of Zhu Gexin.
The two of them were already determined to die.
The atmosphere in the venue also became extremely tense.
A weak voice sounded: "You two, I've accepted my wish, but please get out of the way now."
behind.
Zhu Gexin stood up a little weakly, and then slowly sat cross-legged.
"Mr. Zhu, this battle is related to the survival of the ancient witch. We are determined to fight to the death."
Wei Chu said in a condensed voice.
"I know."
"But the outcome of the battlefield has not been determined yet, so my ancient witch will never die!"
Zhu Gexin smiled gently, waved his sleeves slightly, and a majestic force burst out, pushing Jin Hongjiao and Chu away.
Then.
The smile on his face gradually faded, he kneaded the magic formula with his hands, muttered words in his mouth, and a complex totem appeared between his eyebrows.
This totem slowly separated from Zhu Gexin's body.
He did not attack the evil god's Dharma.
Instead, Zhu Gexin stabbed it with his fingers and struck straight at the War Witch's Spear.
"Crack!"
The sound of cracking was heard again on the War Witch's Spear.
Zhu Gexin had no expression on his face, bit the tip of his tongue, and once again performed the Blood Sacrifice Witchcraft. With a powerful breath, two more natal totems fell out of his body and shot toward the War Witch Spear.
Fall off the natal totem and turn it into a powerful blow.
This is the last-minute life-saving attack of the witch cultivator.
But now, Zhu Gexin has been separated from his natal totem one after another. Instead of attacking the enemy, he keeps attacking the ancient witch treasure.
"Crack!"
"Crack——" There are more and more cracks on the War Witch's Spear.
Zhu Gexin also kept detaching his natal totem from himself and blasting it forward.
"Mr. Zhu, what are you doing!"
Jin Hongjiao had an impatient temper and couldn't help shouting: "The battle is not over yet. You can also increase your strength with the War Witch Spear. You..." He didn't finish his words.
The Spear of the War Witch was full of cracks, and the cracks were densely packed. Finally, with a clear cracking sound, the Spear of the War Witch completely shattered.
"Crack!"
Debris flew.
The war witch's spear shattered.
A blood-red light group emerged from inside the broken War Witch Spear.
This bloody light group is not big, only the size of a baby's fist. It is suspended in the void, filled with an endless, distant and vicissitudes of atmosphere.
Sudden.
"Roar——" A thundering roar sounded from high in the sky.
Rumble! The situation was changing, and the aura of Zhu Jiuyin's illusory clone, which was condensed by Tang Ming's formation, became restless.
"The Zhu tribe welcomes the return of Zhu Sha."
Zhu Gexin raised his head, his old eyes filled with endless fanaticism.
Whoa! The blood-red light burst out, tearing through the void and rushing toward Tang Ming instantly.
Zhu Jiuyin lowered his eyes, opened his mouth and inhaled slightly, swallowing the blood-red light ball directly into his body.