Chapter 1264 The Twelve Ancestors

The scars of Zu Wushan are healing rapidly, but the many strong witches present are more and more serious, and even many people are worried. Then, under the gaze of everyone, 108 Zuwu Mountain began to make a loud red sound. This loud noise seemed to come from the inside, and there were some fine cracks, which extended to the inside again...

"The high priest, come on, throw the blood of the purple jade god into one hundred and eight drops!" His eyebrows were twisted into a ball, and the witch patriarch gave an order in a low voice.

"Good!"

"Brush!"

Hearing such an order, the middle-aged man did not hesitate. He turned his hand and took out a purple jade bottle. His wrists trembled, and 108 tiny purple-gold rays were shot out of it, which shot into Zuwu Mountain.

"Hum..."

As soon as this 108 drops of purple jade god ancestral blood was integrated into Zuwu Mountain, it immediately played a huge role. The whole mountain burst out with a light purple and gold light. Then, everyone saw that Zuwu Mountain calmed down again and suppressed the internal chaos.

"Hey...."

At this moment, an old, desolate and ancient sigh suddenly sounded with a strong nostalgia.

"Puff! Poo! Pout!..."

With this sigh, many strong witches felt a feeling that their blood was about to burst, and a suffocating depression passed on, but no one resisted. Under the leadership of the patriarch and the high priest, they knelt down in unison and said respectfully, "See the great ancestor witch... ....”

"See the great ancestral witch..."

Countless strong witches opened their mouths together, and their voices roared like waves, and in the eyes of these people, there was only fanaticism and respect. No, because the owner of this sound is the supreme ancestor witch who created the lineage of the witch clan, the legendary ancestor, and the background of the witch clan.

"Dominating the sky, luxury, you two come to see me, the rest of the clan, go away and do your own duties..."

The old voice came, and it was impossible to distinguish between men and women. Then, in the core of the 108 Zuwu Mountain, an ancient thatched hut appeared in an open place. For all this, the witch chief and the high priest were obviously very familiar with it. First, they ordered the witch people to disperse and perform their respective duties. Then, they came down side by side and devoutly went to the thatched hut...

Before standing in the thatched hut, the witch patriarch and the high priest knelt down respectfully again, and then slowly pushed the thatched hut away and stepped in.

As the two walked into the thatched hut, the situation inside was also clear. It is very empty. There is no simple furniture, only an illusory chain. What kind of chain is this! Deep, mysterious, tedious, high, at a glance, just a glance, the witch patriarch and the high priest are about to fall into it.

Although it is just an uncertain chain, almost illusory, it is a kind of grand atmosphere like heaven and earth, this breath, this shape, and the heavenly chain that binds the Abi King encountered by Gao Feng. Generally, it is the best. However, this chain seems to be perfected a hundred times, and the power has also soared a hundred times.

For this situation, the two of them were obviously prepared for a long time. They bit the tip of their tongue fiercely and forcibly pulled out their eyes. Then they looked at each other, and there was bitterness in their eyes.

"Hey, domineering, extravagant, you don't have to be like this. We twelve old guys can hold on to at least one era before they can really be worn out."

"Hum..."

With the old voice coming again, a virtual shadow suddenly appeared on the illusory chain. This virtual shadow is tied all over in the endless void, but its face is changing one after another. If you count carefully, it happens to be twelve different faces.

For the suddenly emerging virtual shadow, the uncertain chain suddenly rose, and countless runes as fine as stars were bright in an instant. Then, the illusory face suddenly showed almost crazy pain.

"The noble twelve ancestors, what do you want to order? Please order it quickly. In this way, the appearance of the body will cause a powerful deteration and incomparable pain!" There was unbearance on his face, and the witch patriarch said.

Hearing what he said, his originally painful and ferocious face smiled faintly, and then he said, "We are now at the end of the crossbow, and at most one Hongmeng era will be worn out. The scutt, it's terrible! It is a miracle that our twelve people have supported us for so long with all our strength. Well, let's figure out whether the nobles of our witch clan, who we are looking for at the cost of our lives, have been born..."

"Brush brush brush..."

This illusory image suddenly flew with its palms, extremely messy, but extremely fast, and almost for a moment, its body shook again, showing an extremely painful expression, but laughed and said, "Finally it's time to wait!" Finally, it's arrived! The imprint of the old thirteen also shows the identity of this person, which is not bad! He is the only opportunity, the only opportunity to make my witches prosper forever! Hahaha..."

"What? Did that person really show up? The mark of the thirteen ancestors?"

Hearing that the virtual shadow that was constantly changing his face laughed, the witch patriarch and the high priest were also ecstatic and couldn't help asking questions.

"The man is in the divine city near Wushan, my ancestor. When you two control the jade of the sages together, you can feel the breath of the old thirteen marks. Bring that man here. We need his help. He is the only chance for my witch clan!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

After receiving this message, the witch chief and the high priest immediately left in ecstasy. With the departure of the two of them, the thatched hut of the twelve ancestors also disappeared, and only a gentle murmur echoed, "The only opportunity must be grasped..."

Gao Feng was very irritable these days. He hurried to Zuwu Mountain and wanted to see the strong witch. Unexpectedly, the other party completely closed the ancestral land, and the members of the witch clan also gathered in it and isolated everything. And I don't know how long this peak will last, so it's very annoying.

On this day, Gao Feng quietly sat in the mansion and realized the essence of martial arts. He had already paid a lot of money to buy the power of buying and selling news in the divine city. As soon as there was news about the witch, it would be passed on to him immediately.

"My martial arts split has now absorbed endless martial arts and has grown to a terrible level. Between the actions, there are hundreds of millions of sand-like attacks, but it consumes too much energy. Even my current worth can't last long. In addition, now my practice has completely separated from the trajectory of the creation of the mythical beast. I don't know the next changes myself, and I can only figure out step by step..." Sitting in the mansion, Gao Feng thought quietly.

"Brush!"

At this moment, Gao Feng suddenly felt that the defense shield in his mansion suddenly shook, and then the two figures appeared directly in front of him. The speed was so fast that it could be called a ghost.

"Who is it?" Gao Feng was shocked and suddenly stood up.

The mansions in the divine city are shrouded in divine arrays, involving the whole vast divine city. It is powerful and the defense is even more amazing. However, such protection was broken in the blink of an eye, and the peak couldn't help but be shocked.

With the exclamation of Gao Feng, a killing sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and the two bodies were completely displayed in front of him.

One of them wore a black robe with long hair, his big eyes were wide open, as powerful as a lion, and his beard was like a steel needle, emitting a strong atmosphere. The other person is a middle-aged man, with long eyebrows, three willows and long beards, wearing Confucian clothes, as if he were the kind of romantic scholar in the secular world, holding a fan.

On the top of the two people's heads, there is a mottled jade pendant, which simply outlines some traces, but there is a meaning of simplicity.

Almost the moment when the jade pendant emerged, Gao Feng felt that something in his body shook violently. Then, he was no longer constrained by Gao Feng and flew out of Gao Feng's body with a bang. This object was exactly the token given to him by the old witch at the beginning.

"Brother, don't be surprised. We are the patriarchs and high priests of the witch clan. This time, we sensed the imprint of the thirteen ancestors. There is no malice." Seeing that Gao Feng was so vigilant, the man in black robe hurriedly explained.

"Yes, it is the mark of the thirteen ancestors." The two looked at each other and said with incomparable certainty.

The mark given to Gao Feng by the old witch is a rune similar to the word witch. It is constantly changing, emitting evil, mysterious, vicious, and all kinds of breaths. At this moment, it echoes the jade pendant on the two people's heads. It seems that they have made contact and are extremely happy.