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Generally speaking, after the trialists entered the Immortal Venerable Space, it was impossible for them to return here, because the Witch God Temple did not allow them to return, and all the immortal cultivators who came to the Ancestral Witch Battlefield had to be sent away within the specified time.

It is indeed an incredible thing that Mo Wen can still appear here.

Don't say you've seen it, you haven't even heard of it.

However, when he saw Mo Wen, he knew in an instant that he was finally saved.

"Who are you? It is a capital offense to mention the Ancestor easily. ”

The yellow-robed old man looked at Mo Wen with a gloomy face, his tone was tough, but his eyes were very solemn, because he couldn't see the depth of Mo Wen at all.

He is an immortal cultivator of the Taixuan Great Perfection, and he can not even see the depth, which is indeed rare. There are only two possibilities, one is that the young man's cultivation is too high, and the other is that the young man has some treasures on his body that covers up his cultivation.

"Don't ask Xiaoyou, these people are heinous, they kill people like hemp, I don't know how many tribes have been destroyed, and our alliance is destroyed in the hands of this group of people. ”

Wu Qiyan said with a sad and indignant face, a tribal alliance in the good end was shattered in an instant, the family was broken, and the people who are still alive now are either fleeing and homeless, or they are captured alive and put in prison.

"Hmph, it turns out that you are a group of people, kill me, kill them all. ”

The old man in the yellow robe had a cold face, knowing that these two people were probably not the same as them, so he immediately attacked first and ordered them to be killed.

Mo Wen glanced at the yellow-robed old man coldly, and a sharp light suddenly bloomed in his eyes, and the sharp light flashed away, as if it had never appeared.

However, the old man in the yellow robe, who was still upright just now, stiffened his body, and then fell straight down, and when he fell to the ground, he had already turned into a corpse, and there was no longer any breath of life on his body, and even his soul was completely dissipated.

"Boss!"

"What's going on, what's wrong with the boss!"

"Boss, he'...... He's dead......"

……

The faces of the other immortal cultivators who surrounded Wu Qi changed greatly, and they looked at the yellow-robed old man who fell to the ground with a shocked expression, their souls were scattered, and they could no longer find any breath of life from him.

A good person died in the blink of an eye, and the death was unknown, revealing a silent weirdness and horror.

Wu Qiyan's eyes were also shocked, and he looked at Mo Wen in disbelief, the fierce and powerful Huang Lao Wei actually died like this!

He knew very well how famous Huang Lao Wei was in the vicinity, he was also an immortal cultivator of the Taixuan Great Perfection, but his cultivation was far higher than that of the leader of the Blood Ying Tribe, Ji Yue, the number one master of their seventy-two tribal alliances, couldn't hold a few moves in front of Huang Lao Wei.

Such a terrible existence was actually looked at and died, without any signs, and it was still gone.

"Brother Mo, your soul cultivation is much more profound. Yun Xiaoman said with some admiration.

She naturally knew that Brother Mo was a soul cultivator, and his attainments in the soul field had become more and more profound over the years, and he had reached a rather terrifying level.

Although Brother Mo didn't do anything on the surface just now, he had actually used the soul secret technique to directly wipe out the soul of Old Monster Huang.

"There's something wrong with this person, run!"

Several other immortal cultivators glanced at each other, couldn't help but gasp, and without saying a word, they turned around and fled, like ghosts.

Mo Wen sneered, and invisible sword qi suddenly appeared in the air, and those sword qi crisscrossed the heavens and the earth, catching up with those fleeing immortal cultivators in an instant.

The sword light flashed, and there was no fierce battle or blood flowing out, and I saw five figures, falling from the air in a daze, falling freely, and smashing to the ground.

As an immortal cultivator of the Taixuan Realm, there would be almost no damage to the body if they fell from this height, but the five people had already turned into corpses, and there was no longer the slightest breath of life.

"Elder Wu, who are they, and what happened to the Tribal Alliance?"

Mo Wen didn't look at the five corpses, and looked at Wu Qi Dao.

"They are the people who hunted the ancestors of the borage, and the alliance of the seventy-two tribes and many nearby tribes were wiped out by the ancestors of the borage hunting. ”

Uki said with a sad face.

It turned out that Borage Hunting Ancestor was an Immortal Cultivator of the Merge Dao Realm in the wasteland, and unlike other old monsters of the Merge Dao Realm, Borage Hunting Ancestor was an old monster who had just been promoted to the Merge Dao Realm in the past two years, and his background and team were far inferior to other Hedao Realm old monsters.

Therefore, in recent years, the Borage Hunting Ancestor has frantically expanded his power, thrown out various olive branches and benefits, and recruited a large number of masters to come to serve in a short period of time.

The area where the Seventy-two Tribal Alliance is located is within the scope of the expansion of the Borage Hunting Ancestor's power, and the immortal cultivators and immortal cultivators in this area, all the people who do not submit to the Borage Hunting Ancestor have been wiped out.

The Seventy-Two Tribal Alliance is only a small tribe, different from other big tribes, so in this kind of matter, they can only bow down and submit, and basically have no choice.

According to the normal trend, the alliance of the seventy-two tribes will not be destroyed. However, no one thought that one of the disciples of the Borage Hunting Ancestor would inadvertently know the secret of Zagul's body, and know that she had received the inheritance of an ancient immortal cultivator of the Divine Void Realm.

So, in order to get the inheritance of Zaguli, the apprentice of the borage hunting ancestor was wiped out together with the seventy-two tribal alliances.

"I see!"

Mo Wen sighed lightly, the inheritance of the ancient immortal cultivators is indeed very attractive to today's immortal cultivators, and the inheritance on Zaguli is not the Divine Void Realm, but the inheritance of an old man in the Dao Realm.

If they knew that it was the inheritance of the ancient immortal cultivators of the Hedao Realm, I am afraid that the Borage Hunting Ancestor would snatch it.

"There is something about Zagul's ancient heritage, only the top of the alliance knows about it, and there must have been an inner ghost who betrayed the alliance at that time. ”

Wu Qi Yan said angrily, if he hadn't been betrayed, how would the apprentice of the Ancestor of Borage know this secret.

"Are all the people in the alliance dead?" Mo asked lightly.

Wu Qiyan wiped a handful of blood from his face and said gloomily, "Most of the people died, and only a small number escaped. The leader of Ji Yue was captured alive, and Zagul was also captured by the disciple who hunted the ancestor. However, the high-ranking monks of the alliance did not die much, but they were more painful than dead. The apprentice of the borage hunting ancestor had a bad mind, and he practiced a forbidden and taboo evil technique, which required a large amount of flesh and soul of immortal cultivators as sacrifices, and over the years, I don't know how many immortal cultivators had died tragically in his hands. ”

"Ji Tong and I, as well as a few Alliance Immortal Cultivators, escaped by luck and secretly hid in the Ghost Moon Maple Valley. ”

"Take me to meet her. Mo asked lightly.

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