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Chapter 425 The third ancestral witch resurrects!

Several stone-walled cities near the west coast of Wuzhou are filled with blood and gloomy energy.

Hundreds of thousands of shamans held weapons and fought with the enemy.

Fire, ice, wind blades, vines.

The chaotic power of law gathered in mid-air and attacked the incoming enemy.

However, a huge Xuanwu shadow spread across the sky, blocking almost all attacks.

The endless Yin soldiers took advantage of the dark clouds and attacked with ferocious faces.

Soon they poured into the city.

The roars and screams were endless.

An alley in the city.

Several Yin soldiers held long spears and killed the surrounding shamans.

More than a dozen shamans looked panic-stricken, and recited obscure spells anxiously. Flames and wind blades struck at the Yin soldiers.

The moment the attack knocked down several Yin soldiers, they turned into Yin Qi and quickly dissipated, and then suddenly appeared behind Wu Min.

The Yin Qi spear penetrated a famous shaman.

It caused everyone to let out shrill screams and grimaces of pain.

Everyone's face turned dark and green, and they gradually lost their breath.

The twelve ancestral witches left behind shaman tablets and shaman inscriptions.

As long as you have enough spiritual power, you can awaken the power of a law from the witch tablet. By learning the corresponding witch pattern language, you can master the power of nature.

This is similar to the spiritual seal.

There is a difference between the two.

Wu Monument requires enough mental strength to get started immediately.

The spiritual species requires sufficient talent.

Mental strength can be increased day by day, but talent is difficult.

This is why the Twelve Witch Kingdoms can stand for a long time without being destroyed.

But previously, the Twelve Witches were in civil strife, and most of the combatable soldiers either died or were seriously injured on the battlefield.

Therefore, the border near the west coast is not very fortified at all.

Just one hour.

Seven cities near the west coast fell, two million shamans were captured, and more than 300,000 were killed or injured.

The battle report from the seaside quickly spread throughout the Twelve Witch Countries.

The civil unrest then ceased.

The witch kingdoms were shocked.

When they tried to contact Gonggong and Zhu Rong, they suddenly found that they could not contact them.

This fact immediately shocked the heads of the various witch kingdoms.

Among them, the leader of the Sixth Witch Kingdom near the sea was the most panicked.

In order to prevent the enemy from advancing westward, he immediately mobilized the combat power of the witch country and formed a 600,000 witch army.

Among them, there are mainly 100,000 elites, and 50 people have to make up the number to increase their strength.

The 600,000-strong Wu Kingdom army marched eastward and collided with the Qin Royal Court army that had just landed at the seaside.

First, tens of thousands of puppet troops served as cannon fodder to fight against the enemy.

The Shura technology army at the rear immediately launched a surging firepower and moved toward the large army.

In the hail of bullets, countless witch soldiers fell in a pool of blood.

The bloody smell caused many birds to hover in the air, but looking at the momentum of the battlefield, they did not dare to get close and just watched from a distance.

The powerful cluster laser cannon that blasted a sinkhole was like the sun in daylight, lighting up the sky and covering the army in front.

The terrifying particle stars bombarded them, and tens of thousands of enemy troops were gone.

It was a thousand meters in diameter, a terrifying group.

The opponent's morale instantly dissipated.

The 600,000-strong army collapsed face to face.

Not vulnerable at all.

As a result, the royal army took advantage of the situation and captured five cities, capturing more than one million shamans.

The sixth king collapsed and quickly called for the other kings to come to support.

But other countries are also afraid!

Seeing the enemy fighting so fiercely, isn't that the rhythm of who goes and who dies?

There was silence for three days.

The Sixth Witch Kingdom fell.

The leader of the sixth kingdom committed suicide and martyred his country, and hundreds of thousands of square kilometers of land were all hung with the battle flag of Qin.

The captive population reached about four million.

This seems to be both bad news and good news for the rest of the Witch Nation.

The bad news is that the Sixth Witch Kingdom is gone, and no one can stop the enemy from now on.

The good news is that maybe the enemy will be satisfied by eating the Sixth Witch Kingdom and will not continue to invade.

Soon, reality hit everyone hard.

The heavenly soldiers and generals from the sky and the sea quickly captured the seventh witch kingdom that was connected to the sixth witch kingdom.

The strongest person in the witch kingdom, Shang Yi, is a powerful person in the Seventh Realm.

Lead an army of 500,000 to guard the frontier.

The opponent's strong men did not need to take action at all. The strength of the army alone could cause the daily casualties of the city's defenders to reach 200,000.

On the second day, before the city was destroyed, Shang Yi took out the witch clan's sacred weapon "The Bow of Shooting the Sun" of the ancient Hou Yi ancestral witch.

Using the power driven by his own life energy, he forced the bow to shoot three arrows.

The first arrow made the sky thunder shake, the second arrow made the sun and moon rotate, and the third arrow turned the sky upside down...

After three arrows were shot, a man wearing a white divine robe walked out of the sea of ​​clouds and waved a sword lightly.

It was just the phantom of the sword that collided with the three earth-shattering arrows. Both weapons shattered into countless brilliance and finally dissipated.

The man in white robe left only a few words before leaving.

"It's interesting. The Witch Clan's holy weapon can actually block my sword."

After the words fell, Shang Yi, the powerful witch of the Seventh Realm, held the sun-shooting bow and turned it into countless fragments unwillingly, disappearing in the long river of time.

A strong man from the Seventh Realm combined with the Holy Artifact of the Witch Clan couldn't even break through the opponent's sword...

This fact shocked the defenders in the city, as if they had lost their souls, they all surrendered and had no intention of continuing to fight.

In three days, the Seventh Witch Kingdom fell, and its leader surrendered and was captured.

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Wu Kingdom Temple.

In an empty stone hall, twelve tall stone chairs surround a long stone table.

The twelve stone chairs correspond to the twelve witch kingdoms.

There were supposed to be twelve kingdom leaders, but now two chairs were empty.

"The whereabouts of Gonggong Ancestral Witch and Zhu Rong Ancestral Witch are unknown. Now a powerful enemy is coming and is about to destroy our twelve witch kingdoms. Let's think of a solution together."

The leader of the first witch kingdom sat at the top of the table, his aura sometimes deep and sometimes vicissitudes of life.

"Hmph, it took thousands of years to awaken the two ancestral witches, but what was the result? War broke out as soon as they woke up, no wonder they were sealed!"

"Be bold!"

"In order to allow the Twelve Witches Kingdom to continue, the Twelve Ancestral Witches sacrificed themselves to allow the Twelve Wizards Kingdom to gain a glimmer of hope from the great calamity of heaven and earth! How can you be so disrespectful!"

The First King reprimanded angrily.

"I'm rude." The king said nothing.

After a long dull moment, the second country leader, an old man who seemed to be about to die, said: "Now we can only use living sacrifices to awaken an ancestral witch..."

"Living sacrifice?"

"How many people are needed?!"

The other kings exclaimed.

"At least...ten million..."

"Ten million!"

The crowd exclaimed.

What is the concept of ten million.

Ten million shamans!

It won't take five hundred years to recover.

These ten million shamans are used as human sacrifices, and all of them will die.

The total number of the twelve witch kingdoms is only fifty million.

"Without living sacrifice, when the enemy destroys all the Twelve Witch Countries one by one, the Twelve Ancestral Witches will never see the light of day again, and the Twelve Witch Countries will cease to exist."

Although the number of ten million is too terrifying, everyone also understands that this is the only chance for the Twelve Witch Kingdoms. After the discussion, each witch kingdom began to carry out living sacrifices in batches.

More than a dozen times a day, with hundreds of thousands of people attending each time.

At first, all those who volunteered to sacrifice to the ancestral witches were selected. Later, there were too many people, and all those who volunteered to sacrifice were sacrificed, so they had to force people to be captured and sacrificed.

During this period, the Fifth Witch Kingdom also quickly fell, but the leader of the Fifth Witch Kingdom made a bold decision.

Directly sacrifice all the remaining 1.8 million people in the Wu Kingdom.

Along with myself.

Under the temple, with the continuous living sacrifices in the past few days, an ancient atmosphere and eternal momentum continued to surge.

All the kings can foresee that it will happen soon.

The next ancestral shaman will awaken soon.

And passing through the underground of the temple, no one can imagine that this leads to the land of nothingness.

There is no concept of time, let alone the sun, moon, heaven and earth, the cycle of yin and yang and the five elements.

There is nothing there, not even chaos.

Just endless darkness and loneliness.

And here is the place where the Twelve Ancestor Wushen is sealed.

"The door to nothingness is about to open."

"Don't let any of you stop me from going out!"

The faceless Di Jiang, who had six legs and four wings, said with a crazy expression.

"Hmph! Who can you suppress, Gonggong Zhurong? Let me go out!"

Wu Qiangliang, the ancestor of thunder with the head of a tiger and the body of a green snake, spoke out.

Its sound is like thunder, deafening, its sound is like electricity, like thunder and thunder.

"I control reincarnation. After I leave, I can bring the Witch Kingdom back to its ancient power. You can also leave as quickly as possible."

Houtu, who has a body and a snake's tail, a thick aura, and an air of respect all over his body, slowly walked out of nothingness.

The cold female voice suddenly stopped the chaotic noise around her.

Nothingness became silent, and this quiet silence also meant that everyone did not object to Hou Tu's words.

Among the twelve ancestral witches, Houtu alone created the law of reincarnation. He is not only the most prestigious, but also the strongest.

……

When the last sacrifice of 500,000 people ended.

The thick, deep, and eternal aura under the temple is getting stronger and stronger, so strong that it reaches the sky.

The door to nothingness slowly opened from the sky.

A figure with a human body and a snake's tail slowly walked out.

"Familiar smell, long time no see."

The cold and majestic voice spread everywhere in the Twelve Witch Kingdoms.

"It's Houtu!"

"It's Empress Houtu!"

"Meet the Queen Mother!"

When the sound spread across the land of Wuzhou in the Twelve Witch Kingdoms, countless voices responded excitedly.

"People, your mother is back!"

The powerful and majestic voice spread in all directions.

When she felt the bloody aura of the Wuzhou land, she frowned and looked ugly.

Soon he turned his gaze to the seabed thousands of meters below the West Sea.

"I see……"

Someone trapped Gonggong and Zhu Rong at the bottom of the sea.

She slowly walked down in the air as if the ground was flat again,

He slowly came to the ground under the respectful eyes of several kings.

No one needed to describe it, the situation at this time would be clear the day after tomorrow.

The deep ghostly aura condensed from the air, and the color of thick loess blended with it.

A road to reincarnation slowly unfolds.

"I have experienced thousands of years of nothingness."

"What is reincarnation?"

"Is it the rotation of heaven and earth?"

"It's life or death. Life and death are reincarnations."

"Life, life and death are like wheels that keep turning, endlessly circulating..."

"Like the changing of the sun and the moon, like the setting of the sun and the rising of the moon, like the changing of the heaven and the earth...like the clear and turbid air..."

"Reincarnation is...life and death..."

"Since I control reincarnation, I also control life and death..."

"The soul is back!"

In the endless void, millions of souls and souls are floating in the air, and the thick soil rises to form bodies.

The soul condensed into a body, and a shaman who was both dead and alive came back to life...

"Meet the Queen Mother!"

Countless voices shouted excitedly.

Waves of powerful will power rose up and slowly penetrated into Hou Tian's body.

The weak avenue of reincarnation slowly solidified again.

"This great miracle has made countless people feel overwhelmed and excited."

Several figures thousands of miles away looked to the west with solemn expressions.

Yingxuan, Jiuhuang, Zhuqing.

The three of them are the strongest batch of Tianyu Civilization.

The strength can reach the ninth level of extraordinary.

At this time, the three of them rose into the air at the same time, their faces heavy.

"That is an incredible existence." Zhu Qing said slowly.

"She can actually master the avenue above the law." Ying Xuan frowned and was a little surprised, which soon turned into consternation: "He didn't master the avenue... but created one..."

Jiuhuang also looked solemn and said: "It's difficult to deal with."

Zhuge Liang flew up to the sky in a crane feather robe. Looking at the heavy expressions of the three people in front of him, he immediately said: "In this case, let the army retreat to the west coast."

"Yes, but if the three of us are defeated, we will order the army to withdraw."

Jiuhuang spoke slowly.

Zhuge Liang nodded slightly, then turned and left.

The army began to slowly retreat from the land of Wuzhou.

This is to prevent unnecessary losses and casualties from being affected by the war.

Not long after, Houtian, who had a human body and a snake's tail, slowly appeared in front of the three of them.

The thick and deep breath seems to last forever.

Her face is like that of a fairy recorded in mythology, but it also contains a majesty that is even more powerful than Qin Yu's.

Like a monarch born from heaven and earth, people can't help but feel respected.

"If you release Gonggong Zhurong, I can guarantee that there will be no war within ten years."

The day after tomorrow, he looked down at a few people in the air and said softly.

"Little baby, your tone is serious. If I take action at any cost, I will kill you." Ying Xuan said coldly.

Obviously, he was unhappy with the aura the day after tomorrow.

The day after tomorrow, he slowly focused his gaze on Ying Xuan and said word by word: "But it's not like I haven't killed the gods and demons who are still lingering."

"Okay, okay... you succeeded in making me angry." Ying Xuan glanced at Hou Tu seriously with his deep eyes.

This is the first time Ying Xuan has been looked down upon.

As a leader among the three thousand gods and demons in the ancient times.

When have you ever been so angry?

Heaven and earth emerged from chaos, and the three thousand gods and demons were born when heaven and earth first emerged.

It can be said that at that time, each of them could easily pick the avenue in the world.

And since they were born, they have mastered a great path.

Later, he experienced two great catastrophes of heaven and earth in succession, and he also rebuilt it twice.

Heel and foot are not as strong as they were in ancient times, but what he once had will slowly return as his realm improves.

The same is true for the Path of Cause and Effect.

The second thing he is good at is swordsmanship.

The long sword with a cold light slowly unsheathed and appeared in Ying Xuan's hand...

(End of this chapter)