According to Burigud, there are also witches in the witch path who have the lowest rank called shaman, and according to the current language, they are the kind of temporary workers who have not yet been regularized, and they are the lowest level of witches. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

One level higher than the witch is called the witch sacrifice, it is a formal witch, the span of the witch sacrifice power is very large, the weak one is not strong, the realm has reached the yin god, and the one who can sense the soul is the witch sacrifice, but the stronger combat power can not be underestimated, the peak of the witch sacrifice is the yang god Dacheng, whether the witch sacrifice is strong or weak, they have the right to preside over a sacrifice, of course, if there is a stronger one, the natural tribe will not choose the weak witch.

Further up is the earth witch, to the earth witch can not preside over the sacrifice, the earth witch is the strongest force that can be accommodated in the world, in the world combat power to be able to fight the immortals, and then go one step further, is the real immortal realm.

The Wu clan that is on par with the realm of immortals but whose combat power far exceeds that of ordinary immortals is called Heavenly Witch, and this kind of power will naturally not stay in the human world, and they have already gone to the heavenly realm to find trouble for the heavenly court.

Above the Heavenly Witch is the Great Witch, like what Punishment Heaven, Kuafu, Jiufeng, and Qiang Liang are all good hands of the Wu clan at this level.

Above the big witch is naturally the ancestral witch, but the witch clan has been scattered since the fall of Buzhou Mountain, and the only ancestor who can be sure of the existence is Houtu Pingxin Niangniang who sits in the underworld, and most of the rest of the ancestral witches have fallen.

The strongest power that the world can bear is the golden pill, you must know that if you swallow a golden pill in your stomach, my life will be up to me, and the cultivators of the golden pill level can be called land immortals.

The golden scepter shaman in shamanism has been passed down for several generations, and most of them are earth witches, which means that the golden scepter shaman is a golden pill cultivator.

And because the Golden Scepter Shaman practices orthodox witchcraft, his combat effectiveness is far beyond that of the same level, and it is estimated that there are no three or five good players of the same level who fight to the death, and they can't beat the Golden Scepter Shaman.

Since I came to the backer town, I haven't encountered anything good, my face has changed from solemn to more dignified, and then to the very dignified now, forgive me for not thinking of any other words other than this word to describe the feeling of the day now.

The hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, not to mention the witch clan with extremely strong vitality, the zombies can fight again, and the tomb in the golden staff shaman tomb under the group mountain can also stand up, I swear I won't be surprised.

And now it's not to fill in the pit dug by Zhang Guangyi and a few of them, this matter can be over, since the wolf-turned Ge Wen ran into the real tomb, the matter has been completely out of our control.

Therefore, I can only put life and death out of the way, of course, this is just my own comfort, in fact, I have long been complaining in my heart about Lao Mo, there is no good place, I have to find this bad place to make trouble for me.

At the same time, I also regretted that I should have rotted in my stomach when there was a tomb under Tuan Mountain, but as a result, I not only got drunk and talked nonsense, but also told a bunch of unreliable gangsters.

The debts I owe can only be repaid by myself, but it is difficult for Gou Xiaochun and Bu Rigude, who came from afar, and even Huang Bawang, who was just fooled by me.

At noon, when the yang energy is the heaviest in the day, although today is a cloudy day, it is better than nothing, and more importantly, Gou Xiaochun has finally recovered, although the python is tired and can't help recently, but Gou Xiaochun still insists on going down.

Huang Bawang also relieved himself, although I very much doubt that he can be able to explode twice in a day, I guess he can't, but a dead horse should be a live horse doctor.

I didn't persuade him before he got to the grave, and I didn't say anything nonsense about making him wait on it, because I knew that this guy would never give up.

Our group of dead people soon touched the stone chamber under the mountain again, and the tomb behind the wolf's head statue was still open, and a very strange smell wafted from it from time to time.

We fell for this thing last time, so as soon as we smelled it, we immediately put on our gas masks.

While gas masks may not be useful against this thing, be prepared.

It wasn't the gas masks that could really help us, but the Buzhigud, who came in with us, and he sniffed the smell for a moment, then nodded to himself.

"That's right, Mo Ye, this is indeed the smell of burning wheat. Břigud said after hearing it.

I introduced this kind of thing before, so I don't want to talk about it now, so after Bu Rigude was confirmed, I almost didn't vomit when I thought of Gou Xiaochun and I smelling the smell of placenta burning in the middle of the night.

Gou Xiaochun, who was on the side, also twitched after hearing Bu Rigude's words, although not long after the smoke was thick, his body was under the control of the python, but what happened last night, he still has a memory.

This is the difference between being possessed by a ghost and being a disciple of the horse, although they can't control themselves, but being possessed by a ghost, if the ghost is willing, the person who is possessed will not have the memory of that time.

Only the Yellow Overlord was standing on the side, as if he hadn't heard anything, no wonder, when we said this, the Yellow Overlord had already gone to the side to eat, and when I was talking about this with the python under the tomb, the Yellow Overlord was still on the ground.

"Only when I go in can I actually turn off the lights, and I can't use them outside, so let's go in with me. ”

Břiggood stood in front of the wolf's head and leaned hard into the graveyard, and when he said this, we had no choice but to agree, though I really didn't want to smell it anymore.

Soon we were in the middle of the grave, where the mermaid oil and the others were still lit with black wheat flour, and still emitted that ominous green glow.

It didn't take long for Gou Xiaochun and I to roll our eyes upwards and our heads dizzy just like we did last night, and it was clear that the gas masks we had specially asked for from the CDC were useless.

Břigud stood at the entrance of the tomb, with the statue of the wolf's head behind him, his eyes closed and his mouth muttering, and soon he was jumping up and down.

A series of copper bells suddenly sounded in the graveyard of 'Bell Bell', and soon a dull but distant sound of leather drums sounded.

The sound came from Břigud, but he had no bells or drums on him.

However, when he arrived, he carried a long knife with a wooden handle made of bronze, and a long staff made of bronze wrapped in colorful snakeskin.

After dancing for a while, he stopped, and at the same time, the drums and bells also stopped.

Then he took out a bronze mirror from his bosom, this bronze mirror looked very strange, there were twelve corners in total, the front was shiny, but there was a sacrificial picture behind it. (To be continued.) )