Chapter 160 Witch! Witch! Witch!
Twelve capitals of the gods, one of the three fierce arrays of the flood and famine, with indesperable power!
Blood River array, the ancestor of the Styx River devoted himself to the boundless sea of blood for tens of millions of years, and then realized the peerless fierce array!
The fierce collision of the two major floods and ferocious arrays, boundless evil spirits went straight to the sky, saying that the moon had no light, the stars were dim, the whole heaven and earth were trembling, and the extremely heavy evil spirits suspended the sky, swallowing and dancing!
The wind roared, the smoke and dust rolled up, and the southern capital fell into a dark frenzy. All the creatures shrouded in the two fierce arrays trembled in it. The unlucky were directly swallowed up by the two fierce arrays, and their souls were destroyed. What's more unlucky, they continued to enjoy the bursts from the depths of the soul in the rampage of the two fierce arrays. Trembling.
The spirit of blood evil was rampant. In the two fierce arrays, countless Asura people wailed and were swept into the array by the cold wind. From time to time, some witch warriors who flew or killed for the Asura people were swallowed up by the array.
With a cold face and a cold face, he waved a huge halberd, and casually split a witch warrior in half. Looking up, in the bloody fog, there are still thousands of witch warriors galloping in the Asura ethnic group, killing infinitely. ** The witch beast is awe-in-spirited and roaring constantly. From time to time, they also tear their mouths and bloodthirsty. Fierce!
"Wolf into the flock!" These words were slightly bitterly exposed at the corners of Bo Xun's mouth, and then his face must have a certain look. The fierce color flashed by, jumped into the front not far ahead, and killed a witch warrior again.
There are many Asura people, but there are very few witch warriors, and these witch warriors are much more powerful than these Asuras. The witch warriors all drive themselves to control the witches and kill the Asuras, so that Bo Xun may have strong strength, but it is impossible to control all these witch warriors in a short time. Kill it.
"Humph!" The Bo Xun halberd swept and killed the three witch warriors who accidentally gathered together. The bloodthirsty light suddenly appeared on his face. He licked the blood that burst out slightly, sneered, and then wanted to run to the next place.
At this moment, a desolate and old cry came to Bo Xun's ear: "Soul witchcraft - soul pressure!"
In doubt, an inexplicable strange force suddenly surged in. Bo Xun only felt that his shen seemed to be hit by the wild waves. Suddenly, he had a feeling of bursting. His huge body stopped in an instant, and then this inexplicable force forced him down and knelt on the ground.
Dizziness, Bo Xun's sea of knowledge swayed violently, unable to think about anything, and lost all his perception of the outside world for a while. After that, he suddenly felt a pain in his neck, as if he had been slashed by a sharp machete.
The severe pain temporarily made Bo Xun's consciousness awake, and he roared wildly. He suddenly patted the ground with one hand, and his body, which was several feet long, suddenly stretched up. After that, the halberd of the sky swung around in a circle, and there was a few "puff" sound of waist cutting in his ear.
Boom!
The halberd went straight into the ground and bombarded a deep pit. Bo Xun leaned on the halberd, shook his body, and reluctantly refused to fall down. The whole head sounded again, dizzy abnormally. As for the trace of scar on the neck, it was not a big problem. The power of defense in the peak of the Daluo Golden Fairy has been It's not a witch warrior who can be killed with one knife
Jingwei reluctantly supported his body and did not let himself crawl down. He opened a pair of bright eyes and looked at Fei Lian in the suspended air in astonishment. At this time, he saw that the evil spirit around Fei Lian was full of evil spirits, and the coldness was strong, and a mysterious and mysterious atmosphere overflowed, ancient! Desolate!
Behind Fei Lian, Zhu Li Wu and others are also like this. Their hands pinched the witch seals that are different from the Taoist seals. The evil spirit permeates it, and the black light flashes, and it also flows out an ancient and desolate breath, which is the same as Fei Lian.
The witch seals were played endlessly, and the black light with mysterious power fell into Fei Lian's body. With the support of Zhu Liwu and others, Fei Lian sang a difficult concave spell that Jingwei had never heard before. His hands pinched the witch seal extremely slowly, and the evil spirit around him kept sinking into his hands, and finally formed a The word "witch".
In fact, Jingwei doesn't know this strange font, but when she saw this word, the word "witch" couldn't help coming to her mind, which was very mysterious.
The cold wind was blowing, Fei Lian suspended in the air, and the gray clothes were hunting. After it said "soul witchcraft - soul pressure", there was no sound around. Hundreds of thousands of merchants around them crawled down under the influence of a mysterious force. If Zhang Guifang hadn't had been a Nezha supporter, she would have crawled on the ground.
Fei Lian looked with a satisfied smile. Unexpectedly, Chi You and others were defeated by Emperor Xuanyuan, and the Jiuli clan dissipated in the Honghuang mainland and became the eternal past. However, the descendants of Jiuli, these descendants with extremely sparse bloodline, after losing the orthodox witch magic, relied on their disabilities. After years of inheritance, combined with their understanding from generation to generation, finally, after Shang Ziyi was awarded the orthodox witchcraft, the two were combined, but Zhu Liwu and others realized the real witchcraft suitable for them and opened up a new era of witches.
During the Chiyou period, if the witches could not awaken the bloodline of the witch clan, they would only be mediocre for a lifetime, unable to experience the hot-blooded battle, and could not enjoy the soundness. However, since then, these people with thin bloodline could not awaken the bloodline of the witch clan, and they could also practice soul witchcraft, make their soul strong and display mysterious Mo. Tested soul witchcraft.
"Maybe, at this time, Zhu Liwu and other people are really sacrifices!" Fei Lian smiled faintly in his heart, and then made a mysterious witch seal with both hands again. The black light flashed, and a powerful and inexplicable force surged out. Fei Lian was suspended high and high. His right hand pointed to the front, and his fingertips pointed to the Asuras in front several times.
"Soul Witchcraft - Soul Pressure!"
Puff
Pieces of Asura people's ancestrophans rose and annihilated one after another. After that, they could no longer resist the raging wind. They were swept by the wind and flew straight into the fierce array, swallowed up by the fierce array.
Even if there are some souls that are powerful and do not die immediately, they are also killed by the witch warriors not far away. The cold light flashes, and the knife is vertical and horizontal. After the blow of Feilian, Asura went nine out of them, and the soul witchcraft can be seen with the strength of the realm of Feilian witch.
This scene happened to be seen by Bo Xun, who had just been clear-headed. Suddenly, his eyes were about to crack, and there was a loud shout of anger in his mouth. The heavenly halberd swept out with a halberd of blood, and the fan-shaped practice immediately killed all the creatures in the realm.
But Bo Xun is no longer so aggrieved. Previously, he was tied up because of these weak Asura people, so that he let thousands of witch warriors act fiercely in front of him. Now even if these Asura people try their best to protect themselves, they will die, since In this way, it's better to let yourself go and kill happily!
The fierce light appeared, and the magic flame was fierce. The unfettered Bo Xun roared away. The halberd swept vertically, like a broken bamboo, and was invincible. In a few breaths, one or two thousand witch warriors were killed. Of course, more Asura people were unfortunately affected.
At first glance, when he saw such a crazy situation as Bo Xun, Fei Lian was also slightly stunned, but then a sneer appeared on the corners of his mouth. He did not worry about these witch warriors at all. He looked coldly at the crazy and inexplicable Bo Xun, and the soul witchcraft he was about to perform in his hand also stopped.
"Hmm! Miss Ziyi has already collected the true spirit of these people. You, kill them to your heart's content. You'd better kill all Asura and contribute to Miss Ziyi's great things!"
With fanaticism in Fei Lian's eyes, he immediately stared at Shang Ziyi, which was shrouded in black fog. Although Fei Lian could not see the situation of Shang Ziyi at this time, he was full of confidence in his heart. He believed that what Shang Ziyi planned would succeed!
"Ancestor of Styx, just wait to spit blood! Haha!"
"Huh?" Fei Lian's eyes suddenly widened, and where the black fog was shrouded in front of him, a pillar of evil spirit as thick as several people rushed straight to the sky, and the delicate sound of Shang Ziyi also sounded. In Fei Lian's ears, it was very clear.
"The moment of return is finally here!" Fei Lian was overjoyed, and then there was a frenzy between his eyebrows. He began to slowly reveal mysterious words in the air, and his face was full of respect.
Hearing the incantation of Fei Lian, Zhu Liwu and others were all over for a while, and then the fanaticism overflowed with words. They also followed Fei Lian to sing the mysterious witch spell, beating the witch seal with both hands, and the evil spirit all over the body.
The strange and mysterious singing voice was higher than the waves. Within a few breaths, it had reached its peak, which was sharp and abnormal. At this time, more than a dozen black lights fell into Fei Lian's body again. Fei Lian's body was slightly shocked, and he shouted, "Soul Witchcraft - Ancestral witch Worship!"
Fei Lian's words were closed, and the dark clouds suddenly thundered in the air. The thunder rolled in. Countless lightnings cut through the clouds, and the electric light lit up the sky. Dimly, through the thick clouds, it can be seen that a Xu has risen to the east, but its light is blocked by the clouds, so that the southern capital is still like night. It's as dark as ink.
Boom!
Fei Lian and others knelt on the ground together, lowered their heads devoutly, and bowed to the place of Shang Ziyi. They trembled all over, and there was no doubt that they were excited.
In the distance, the surviving witch warriors no longer have any action. They all attached to the ground, showing extremely crazy fanaticism on their faces, like a madman. Even if they are attacked by Bo Xun or other Asura blades, there is no action, except for the crazy call in their mouth!
Witch! Witch! Witch!
Witch! Witch! Witch!
Witch! Witch! Witch!
The witch warriors knelt on the ground, and the sea of enthusiasm in their mouths roared like a tsunami. Waves swept away and resounded throughout the southern capital!
Even if you are killed by others, your mouth is endless!
Even if he is dead, there is fanaticism on his face!
Witch! Witch! Witch!
(to be continued)