Chapter 377 God Collection - Ten Witches Call Gods

Bu Yuan's exclamation, Zhu Xianrong had no need to hide anything. The originally curvous back was instantly straight, and the cigarette rod that fell aside flew into his hand by itself. After taking a few sips, he spit out a cloud of smoke. The smoke instantly became bigger and rippled in the valley in an instant. The pungent The smell of smoke is suffocating!

Zhu Xianrong looked at Mu Yunfei with a wary face and said in a low voice:

"Who the hell are you? Why do you hold the Wuluo lineage inheritance needle?

"Haha! Which generation of Zhu Liuxian are you?

Mu Yunfei hasn't answered yet, and Fei Luodi and four others have jumped down from the cloud beast. What opened the mouth is the fishy Luodi Xiao scales!

Zhu Xianrong and Bu Yuan did not look at the masked Emperor Luo, but looked at the weak and delicate Xiao Qian with a look of surprise.

"Bu Ling?"

"Ancestors?"

The witch inherits not only the powerful spiritual power of their ancestors, but also the memories of countless generations. Zhu Xianrong is a contemporary Wu Xian, and Bu Yuan is Wu Luo. Of course, he has this kind of memory inheritance, especially the outstanding Bu Ling 6,000 years ago is still fresh! Xiao Qian is the daughter of Bu Ling. Their appearance is like a mold, which has to surprise Zhu and Bu.

"I'm not Bu Ling, Bu Ling is my mother!"

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The afterglow of the sunset reflects all kinds of stone houses that are emitting smoke through the cracks of the valley, making this ancient witch tribe more and more quiet.

Contemporary witch Zhu Jianying took her disciple Zhu Xiu's little hand and slowly walked out of the stone house and warned:

"Xiuer, I have taught you all the knowledge of Aunt Wu. As for whether you can become an excellent witch in the future depends on your efforts in the future!"

Although Zhu Xiu is only ten years old, Jingxiu's little face is full of joy and firmness, and she nodded repeatedly:

"Dear witch, Xiuer will definitely try her best to become a qualified witch inheritor!"

"Hmm!" Zhu Jianying stroked Zhu Xiu's little head, handed a dark staff and an egg-sized transparent bead to her hand, and said:

"This is the staff of the witch. Like the Wuluo god needle, the witch's spear, the witch's salty gun, the witch's flag, the witch's hope altar, the Wu Peng Shenlian, the witch's true stone, the witch's ruler, the witch's spirit book, and the witch Xiejin corpse are all one of the top ten inheritance artifacts of my witches, and it is also the symbol of my witch's aunt, and this magic pearl is the inheritance of my witch's lineage. If I die, you can absorb everything from this pearl, and now I will give them to you!"

After watching Zhu Xiu stretched out his hands and took it, Zhu Jianying said again:

"Okay, Xiuer, you go back to the house first."

After Zhu Xiu's thin figure walked into the stone house, Zhu Jianying gently pressed the stone door, and a light rose to wrap the whole stone house. In the blink of an eye, there was only a green grass in front of her, and there was no stone house!

This scene was constantly staged everywhere in the valley. For a moment, a group of witches with "weapons" such as hoe poles led by eight men and women down to the field.

The top ten witches gathered!

At this moment, Zhu Xianrong, who already knows the context, looked solemn and said slowly:

"It turned out to be such a thing. The ancestor of Bu Ling was a wizard who was not born by the witch clan, but he failed to pass the situation. It's deplorable! Demon Emperor, Yuluo Emperor, thank you for sending back the Wuluo Needle!" After a while, his words turned sharply,

"But it's impossible for us to stop killing the rules set by the ancestors of the demon king and ask me to come out of here to live with those demons. If there is nothing else, please leave."

"Hmm, I don't know how to praise!" The sickle demon emperor was a little angry. In his opinion, the five emperors of the magic continent came to the witch at the same time to resolve this short kindness and resentment, but they received such a courtesy. He was dissatisfied, carried his hands on his back, and stared at the two green lights that gradually appeared in Zhu Xianrong's eyes and said coldly:

"Do you witches really want to slaughter the demon king of the magic continent? Look, which one of us here is not the existence of a demon king, and what can you do?

Zhu Jianying took a step forward, raised her eyebrows, and shouted harshly:

How about it? In ancient times, fierce beasts were rampant in the wilderness, and gods, ghosts and ghosts ruled all sentient beings in the three world. The ancestors of our witch clan were born in the world and struggled to survive in floods and beasts. They were buried thousands of miles in the epidemic, almost destroying the clan. My ancestors begged God, waited for God to fall in mercy, gave our clan to understand the way of heaven, understand heavenly principles, relieve diseases, confusion, disasters, and give endless Power, a generation of wind and thunder witch kings was born in the world and gained a fertile land in the fairyland! However, after thousands of years, the witch clan has been killed by demon practitioners. There are only dozens of people left by the great witch clan today. How can this hatred not be repaid? How can this hatred be solved? It's really difficult to kill the five of you, but let's look at my ten witches!"

After saying that, the other nine witches were all the same as Zhu Jianying, and their eyes suddenly became green and quiet. They read words in their mouths, and their whole bodies trembled, just like collective epilepsy, but the footsteps of these ten witches were not messy at all, and even cooperated just right. Obviously, they were dancing an unknown dance. Dance.

"Three thousand worlds, only my lord, show your true body in Shiva!" After Zhu Xianrong shouted and fell, the sky suddenly darkened, and the wind and clouds moved, forming a huge dark whirlpool. A five-foot-high Dharma slowly fell from the whirlpool.

With three eyes, a crescent hanging behind the head, a python wrapped around the neck, tiger skin around the waist, and four hands holding a trident, axe, hand drum and stick. The five people were shocked when they suddenly appeared in the sky of the ten wizards.

Mu Yunfei suddenly felt that the method in front of him was very familiar and seemed to have a sense of intimacy. He suddenly scratched his stomach. After half a sound, there was a trace of arc on the corners of his mouth. After a strange smile, he muttered to himself:

"It turned out to be this boy, the god of destruction, Shiva!"

" Shiva? What Shiva?" The four people did not hear the voice of Qingmu Yunfei, and all turned to ask.

Since the soul refining tower opened Mu Yunfei's original name magic power, his memory of the ancient period has also been restored, and he naturally understands this law. The ancient gods are as many as ox ears, but only this god of destruction is awe-inspiring. It is difficult to argue. Even if it is the lover in the dreams of the goddesses, it is also the object pursued by the male gods, and Shiva also has two completely different characteristics. When it is furious, it can destroy the world and make the whole five worlds. It trembles for it. When it becomes gentle, it is rich in emotional colors and gives generous favors to others.

Of course, although the witch can summon ancient gods and demons, it is only the split of these gods and demons or a small consciousness of gods and demons. Their strength is 108,000 miles different from that of the ontology. However, the cultivation of Shiva in front of them is definitely more than one level higher than that of the five Mu Yunfei. If there is no heavy treasure in him, how can the general demon king It is its opponent.

"Witch? It turned out that you called this god to the fairyland!" Looking at Zhu Xianrong and others, Shiva nodded and said.

Shiva's body was in the war in heaven, but the split suddenly came to the fairyland. Thinking about it, he knew that it was the witch inheritor that he had promised in ancient times. However, he was a little surprised that someone in this fairyland knew him, which was obviously unreasonable. Shiva's woman looked at each other. Mu Yunfei asked:

"Who are you? How can you know your own god?"

This Shiva method is really different. It has a sense of autonomy, and it is by no means a wisp of divine knowledge of gods and demons! Mu Yunfei cleared his throat and said aloud to Shiva's floating giant law:

"Siva, you shouldn't come to this fairyland. Why don't you leave quickly!"

When Shiva heard this, she suddenly changed into a ferocious animal face and laughed wildly:

"Where have you really seen your eyes! But with the cultivation of the Heavenly King, do you want me to leave? Who do you think you are! Haha!"

Shiva did not pay attention to the ant of a heavenly king like Mu Yunfei at all. As the god of destruction, the split of the saint, even if he went to this banned fairyland, he could only exert the strength of the immortal emperor, but it was also not what the people present could defeat! He glanced at the person in front of him and finally fell on Xiao Qian.

"Huh? Xuancang condensed stone?" With that, he stretched out one of his arms and grabbed Xiao Qian.

When Xiao Qian saw that Shiva was coming towards her, she immediately dodged aside and avoided Shiva's arrest.

"Haha, little girl, can you not give me what I want? Humph!" Shiva said with disdain on her face and reached out to grab it again.

"seven unique series!" Xiao Qian didn't even think about it, and immediately swallowed the Xuancang condensed stone.

The heaven, the Jedi, the ruthless, the desperate, the final kill, the final thought, and the absolute dust are the seven unique, and the shocking knife forced back the blow of Shiva.

"Magic Emperor? Haha, it's really a mysterious condensed stone, but it's a pity that you have empty treasures and can't do it! I still have an hour left, so let's have fun with you. Haha!"

The four people suddenly felt that the pressure around him suddenly rose sharply. Shiva no longer restrained her breath. The power of the soul was released and surged out, and a dark flame around his right hand beat violently, exuding a terrible breath that made people palpitate.

"It's terrible! Is this the strength of the ancient gods?

In the face of the pressure of the gods and demons, the inner fear of the four people was infinitely amplified, creating an incomparable feeling. It was even extremely difficult to lift their hands and move their feet.

A saint's realm is the existence above the immortal emperor, which is the difference between the essence of the yuan god and the soul! Even if there are many restrictions, the gap in the realm is an insurmountable gap!

"Can't you move? Humph, how can you resist the pressure of my God!" Shiva lowered her figure and walked ferociously to Xiao Qian, but just as Shiva's right hand was about to touch Xiao Qian, the surrounding space suddenly changed.

One of Shiva's must-haves failed again!