Poof!

When the statue of the Tenth Ancestral Witch poured out, the corpse was caught off guard, a mouthful of blood spit out, his body shook, and the bones of his whole body clucked and screamed, like a symphony.

The corpse didn't expect that the coercion pouring out of the statue of the Tenth Ancestral Witch was so much more terrifying than before.

Now he insisted a little reluctantly, he really couldn't imagine how terrifying the pressure of this area would reach when the eleventh ancestral witch statue was activated.

Thinking of this, the corpse's face was not very good-looking.

However, what made his face even more ugly was the figure of Zhuo Wen who was sitting not far from the front.

Now there are only three people left on the field, that is, him, Wu Xingyuan and Zhuo Wen.

It's just that the corpse feels incredible, how this Zhuo Wen has persevered until now.

And he also saw that Zhuo Wen, who was sitting cross-legged, had a peaceful face, and the terrifying coercion around him didn't seem to have much effect on this guy.

"Hmph! This guy must be holding on, just a small clan ant, he can hold on until now!"

The killing intent in the corpse's eyes was as terrifying as substance, and he felt the unusualness of the young man of the small clan who had been against him again and again in front of him.

Now, the strength of this young man is not strong, and he must eliminate this scourge as soon as possible to prevent future troubles.

It's just that he knows that now is not the time to make a move, and when the witch song meeting is over, he must get rid of this son.

Wu Xingyuan also noticed Zhuo Wen's existence, and he finally glanced at Zhuo Wen with a straight eye.

Although he knew that the strength of this young man of the small clan would not be too bad, he also did not expect that this son would be able to persist until now, which was really a bit unexpected for him.

On the other hand, Ziwei Xingjun, who had already receded, was a little anxious in his heart, and sent a message to Zhuo Wen, asking Zhuo Wen to retreat first, not to be so conspicuous, it would be easy to make people blush.

It's a pity that Zhuo Wen didn't respond to him, but sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was cultivating.

Not only Wu Xingyuan and Corpse Fu, but also the patriarch-level powerhouses of almost many races who were watching around also noticed that Zhuo Wen was such a very discordant existence.

"This Longwen was really born in a small clan? Damn, it has survived until now, what a powerful body does it take to do this!"

"I also think it's strange, this Longwen's breath is not strong, how did he survive until now, I also wonder if this guy is cheating!"

“……”

Zhuo Wen's performance was too conspicuous, which caused many people to question it.

Zhuo Wen didn't care about the surrounding discussions, he was tirelessly absorbing the powerful coercion escaping from his surroundings.

The coercion of these ancestral witches poured into his body like nutrients, tempering his physical body.

In the process of tempering, he found that the realm of his Pangu Holy Body was faintly loosened, and there were signs of breakthrough, which was really incredible.

The level of his Pangu Holy Body was originally the realm of the Seven Stars Peak, but now that the realm had loosened somewhat, he felt that he was one point closer to the Eight Stars.

However, the more he absorbed the coercion, the more obvious the signs of loosening of his Holy Body Realm became, and the more he could feel how powerful the barrier to advancing to the Eighth Star was, and if he wanted to completely advance to the Eighth Star, he felt that it was a little impossible.

"With these coercive energies, I feel that I should be able to attack the half-step eight-star level from the Seven-Star Peak!" Zhuo Wen's eyes were full of essence.

The Pangu Holy Body was promoted to the eighth star, and he was completely unconfident now, but he had the hope of hitting the half-step eight-star.

It's just that these coercion are not enough, he needs to be tempered by stronger and more terrifying coercion, so that his holy body can break through in one go.

Wu Wuxian's eyebrows frowned slightly, she looked at Zhuo Wen deeply, she always felt that this Zhuo Wen was very weird, this guy didn't look like he was under the pressure of the ancestral witch, but as if he was enjoying it.

Is this my delusion?

Thinking of this, Wu Wuxian shook his head, and with a wave of his right hand, he shot out the eleventh colorful streamer.

Suddenly, the eleventh ancestral witch statue was activated.

Thundered!

Under the effect of terrifying coercion, I saw that the ground within three miles of the central area of the Guardian Land completely cracked.

And this collapse was catastrophic, the whole ground was shattered, and layers of terrifying deep pits appeared.

This pit is so deep that it is like an abyss, and it is pitch black.

And after the coercion of this eleventh plane was activated, the corpse man could no longer bear it, he had reached the limit, spat out a mouthful of blood, flew upside down, and left the three miles of land.

Even Wu Xingyuan frowned, his face pale.

At the corner of Wu Xingyuan's mouth, a trace of blood slowly overflowed, obviously, he was not very comfortable under the impact of this coercion.

Wu Xingyuan looked at Zhuo Wen, and his pupils couldn't help shrinking, because he found that the ordinary young man of the small clan still had a calm face, sitting cross-legged on the futon, motionless like a mountain, like an old monk with profound Buddhism.

"What's going on? This dragon is not affected at all? This is impossible!"

Wu Xingyuan was really shocked, this was the first time he had shown a moved face since he participated in the Wu Song Meeting.

In the deep pit, the dust is dense, and the powerful pressure makes up for the scope of this deep pit.

Under the effect of coercion, the dense dust in the pit was actually endowed with extremely powerful energy, like countless sword lights, quickly colliding chaotically and quickly in the deep pit, forming dazzling lights and energy.

In this deep pit, a natural killing array was formed.

Anyone who enters this pit will be strangled into powder by the terrifying killing array formed by the combination of coercion and dust.

Even the divine consciousness of many alien races around was shielded from the outside by this natural killing array.

"I didn't expect that the coercion would be so terrifying when the eleventh ancestral witch statue was activated, and the average Tongtian would be seriously injured when he entered this pit in the early stage!

The patriarch of the Moon Wolf Clan, Etaihe, looked solemn, shocked by this terrifying coercion.

"Then why hasn't Long Wen come out yet, he may have been holding on before, and now he may have died inside!" Qianping, who was standing beside Etaihe, said softly with her beautiful eyes.

"That Long Wen's strength is not strong, but this body's defense is very strong, this son should have specialized in cultivating the secret method of physical defense, otherwise, it would be impossible to survive until now with his strength. Etaihe shook his head.

E Taihe's words were approved by many of the surrounding patriarchs.

They also all think that Long Wen's strength is very average, and the reason why he has been able to survive until now is completely because this guy has specially polished his physical body and specialized in the secret method of physical body defense.

"I see! This Longwen is just a little thicker-skinned, and his strength may not be as good as Miss Ben!" Qianping regained her self-confidence and thought she was authentic.

She once laughed at Zhuo Wen in every way, and called Zhuo Wen a hillbilly.

Now, this hillbilly in her mouth has such an eye-catching performance in the Wu Song Society, much stronger than her, she is naturally very unhappy in her heart, and her mood is very complicated.

Now she has found a reason to regain her self-confidence, and she feels that Long Wen is nothing great, that is, she is lucky.

At this moment, Wu Wuxian played the twelfth colorful brilliance, and the last ancestral witch statue was activated.

In the natural killing array in the deep pit, a terrifying storm was formed, tearing at everything in front of him.

A muffled grunt rang out from within the pit, attracting the attention of all the aliens around it......