In a few months, Princess Qinglian had already digested all the inheritance memories.

Those powerful witchcraft and the means of manipulating the Heavenly Witch Scepter seemed to be imprinted in her soul, and she didn't need to cultivate at all.

No matter how hard some people work and practice hard, they may not be able to become martial arts cultivators. And some people are born higher than tens of millions of people, and they can gain great strength without any sweat.

It is clear that Princess Qinglian belongs to the latter.

This is her chance, it is her destiny, and others can't envy her.

The Witch King looked at the cursed death qi that came at him, and said loudly as he stepped back.

"Princess, do you really want to exterminate your people? The witch god has given you the power to protect her followers, while you are gullible and cruel to the witch god's followers. ”

Princess Qinglian's eyes were firm and she responded loudly.

"It was you who betrayed the oath of the witch god and killed the people of the Mori tribe for your own selfishness, and your sin is unforgivable. ”

Then she looked down at the 10,000 soldiers below and said solemnly.

"I am the inheritor of the witch god, and I will judge the sinful witch king on behalf of the witch god.

If you surrender now, I can guarantee that you will all return to the Empire alive, but if you choose to continue to follow the Witch King, then you are his accomplices. ”

When the 10,000 remnants of the defeated army heard this, their hearts were shocked, and their faces showed hesitation.

They have the blood of the Nanming people in their bodies, and they will naturally have a sense of reverence for Princess Qinglian.

Just like a few months ago, when Princess Qinglian had just obtained the inheritance, the people in the entire capital involuntarily bowed their heads and worshiped her.

This feeling comes from the blood and cannot be eliminated.

At that moment, half of them wavered, and they bowed their heads in a respectful manner.

At that moment, the Witch King let out a loud shout in the sky.

"Everyone obeys the order, and those who surrender in battle will be killed, and the princess is only bewitched by thieves, and when she comes to her senses, she will know who is the real loyal person. ”

His words roared, reaching the ears of everyone below, like a thunderclap exploding, making the slightly sluggish military spirit immediately stabilize.

She said everything she had to say, Princess Qinglian closed her eyes slightly, chanting an obscure incantation in her mouth, and suddenly a strong wind blew, and a storm was set off around.

After reaching the level of Zhongwu and above, the powerful spiritual power is no longer limited to manipulating people and animals, but can be integrated into the power of nature, borrowing wind, thunder, water and fire, and the weather is myriad.

From the simplest insect repellent technique, to the more advanced fire control and lightning control, and then to control the thunder like the Witch King.

That's what wizards do.

The terrifying thing about high-level wizards is that they can integrate the power of nature, and their supernatural powers are amazing, comparable to gods.

Martial cultivators can only use their own strength, and if they can't fight in close combat with wizards, they can only be beaten passively.

The wind howled, rolling up the desert yellow sand, and the momentum was monstrous.

The Witch King is not to be outdone, compared to witchcraft, he admits that he has never lost to anyone, even if the other party is the inheritor of the witch god, but he is too young.

He crossed his fingers and chanted a spell, and the sky changed color and became drowsy.

Originally, it was impossible to appear in the dry desert, but now there is a strange dark cloud that covers a radius of more than ten miles.

Dozens of miles away, Sen Hu and Du Xiaoqing led the White Tiger Guards to ambush the rear of the 10,000-strong army.

When they saw the changing color of the world, they couldn't help but feel worried.

"Is this the true strength of the Witch King?"

Du Xiaoqing's whole body trembled, her beautiful eyes widened, and she muttered in a low voice.

Sen Hu's eyes also widened on the side, and his heart was horrified.

"The power of the Great Witch is rare in the world, it is not an exaggeration to say that one person can destroy a country, if it were not for the long-standing inheritance of the Quicksand Country and the ability to summon heroic spirits, I am afraid that it would have been destroyed by the Witch King long ago. ”

Du Xiaoqing was very worried in his heart and asked.

"Teacher, can they get there?"

Senhu sighed lightly and shook his head.

"I don't know, we can only trust him. ”

On the frontal battlefield, the dark clouds were rolling, and countless thunder and lightning roared and swam in the clouds, this scene was like a disaster to destroy the world, making the soldiers on the city can't help but tremble.

Princess Qinglian was actually a little scared in her heart, but she didn't want to show the slightest timidity before Xue met.

She took a deep breath and lifted her hands up.

"The wind rises!"

Hurricanes rose from the ground and soared into the dark clouds in the sky, and then she waved her hand and swept towards the Witch King.

At the same time, the Witch King let out a low sigh.

"Thunder three thousand!"

In an instant, countless thunderbolts fell from the dark clouds and bombarded the earth indiscriminately.

The thunder is as dense as a torrential rain, making it impossible to hide, and there is no way to avoid it.

"Everyone take refuge in the fortress!"

Xue Jian immediately shouted, raised the Haizun Ding in his hand, and rushed to Princess Qinglian's side.

The Heavenly Sea Divine Water gushed out of the mouth of the Dingkou and spread into a horizontal plane in the air, resisting the fall of those thunderbolts.

Thunder is like rain, and wind is like a sword.

At this moment, it is really a fight between immortals and a disaster for mortals.

Before the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses on the ground could start the battle, they were affected by the pond fish, and countless casualties were inflicted.

The Golden Serpent and the Golden Toad immediately commanded the soldiers on the city tower to retreat into the fortress, but they were still much slower than the speed at which the thunder fell.

Hundreds of people were hit by the thunder on the spot, and the stronger martial cultivators could resist for a moment, and the soldiers with slightly inferior strength were almost instantly scorched and directly hacked to death.

But compared to the 10,000 remnants of the defeated army, they at least had a fortress to hide.

The 10,000 people fled in a hurry, and there was no place to hide in the vast desert, so they could only desperately escape from this area of destruction.

Many people were swept up by a hurricane that rose from the ground, and then struck by the thunder that fell, and died horribly.

Xue Jian raised his hands and gritted his teeth to insist on conveying the power of true yuan, blocking the thunder above his head for him and Princess Qinglian.

He turned his head to look at Tucheng, which was bombarded by dense and dazzling thunder, and suddenly his mind was confused.

"Oh no, Feiyue is still in the city. ”

For the safety of Concubine Yue, Xue Jian brought her from the capital to the front line, but she lost her memory to avoid causing trouble, and Xue Jian has been using her spiritual power to make her fall into a deep sleep.

At this moment, Fei Yue was still placed in the courtyard of the city, unconscious, and these thunderbolts fell indiscriminately, destroying most of the houses in the city almost instantly.

Many people who were hiding in the house were hit by the thunder and died on the spot.

Xue Jian was anxious, but he couldn't walk away.

His gaze fell on the largest mansion in the center of the city, where Fei Yue lived.

Suddenly, an arm-thick thunderbolt descended from the dark clouds and landed right on the house.

In an instant, the entire house burst into flames and collapsed in half.

Xue saw that his heart sank, and he was about to rush over desperately to rescue Concubine Yue.

At this moment, in the burning house, a figure rushed out quickly, and the speed was very fast.

Dressed in black and with her long hair scattered, she ran through the ruins, dodging all the thunder that fell, and soon came to the castle tower.

Xue saw that Fei Yue woke up on her own, and she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

But the next moment, he was dumbfounded.

After receiving the call of his master, Haizun Ding, who was shielding them from the thunder, immediately withdrew all the Heavenly Sea Divine Water and returned to Fei Yue's hands.

Unobstructed, the thunder that split the head and covered the face fell towards Xue Jian and Princess Qinglian with a roar.