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The two lich leaders joined forces to attack, and their two sharp claws poked down, bringing a fierce sound of breaking wind, enough to pierce through the golden stone. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 For more exciting novels, please visit

The golden man's eyes and feet were fast, faster than the lightning avoided, and then he jumped up violently, striking with both fists, like two dragons out of the sea, with a fierce momentum, and a blow to the heads of the two lich leaders, the fists spewed flames, and the destructive power increased sharply.

Two poofs, two streams of blood gushed out, the two lich leaders were wounded in the head, they screamed in unison, became more and more crazy, and swept the golden man out with a wave of their claws, but the golden man was invulnerable, his defense was strong, and there was no sign of injury, and a carp stood up, got up from the ground, and continued to fight with the two lich leaders.

For a while, the fierce battle continued, one person and two beasts kept colliding, hand-to-hand combat, at least a hundred rounds of fighting, the golden man was unharmed, and the two lichs screamed again and again, covered with scaly wounds, but they were all persistent, frantically attacking the golden man, never dying.

It's a pity that the defeat has been decided, and after a while, after two streams of blood rushed up, the heads of the two lich leaders were twisted off by the golden man, and the corpses were killed on the spot.

"Torture and killing, this is completely one-sided torture and killing, how did he do it!?" Many of the Ancestral Witch Sect disciples went completely insane, almost thinking that they were hallucinating, and the images they saw were not real.

"Haha, amazing, amazing!" Shi Yu danced with his hands, as if he was the protagonist of the image, and he was excited.

"I've passed the eighth layer!" While Su Ziyao and the others breathed a sigh of relief, they were also secretly happy for Yang Xuan.

"Alas, the virtuous nephew really has a unique vision, this son is a piece of jade, with a little carving, there will be one more true disciple in the Sword God Palace!" Wu Ming sighed, he had already seen the image before, but now that he watched it again, his heart still couldn't calm down for a long time.

Whether a sect can develop and grow depends on its disciples.

For example, the reason why the Sword God Palace was able to rise in just a thousand years and become one of the overlords of the state was because of the disciples.

In Wu Ming's view, an amazingly talented disciple is worth tens of millions of ordinary disciples, which is the foundation of the sect.

"The Witch Sect Master has been promoted, and my junior disciple is strong if he is strong, but he may not be able to break through the ninth layer. Di Tian said with a smile.

"Well, he shouldn't be able to climb to the ninth floor. ”

"Oh, why is that?" The smile on Di Tian's face converged, although he didn't want Yang Xuan to be in danger, but when he saw Yang Xuan break through the eighth layer strongly, he also saw that Yang Xuan had the hope of breaking through the ninth layer, who knew that Wu Ming bluntly said that Yang Xuan couldn't go to the ninth layer.

"Don't hide it from my nephew, only people from my witch god clan can ascend to the ninth layer, and he doesn't have the blood of my clan, even if he breaks through the eighth layer, the master of the Ancestral Witch Tower's machine spirit will not allow him to enter the ninth layer. Wu Ming said truthfully.

"That's right. ”

Di Tian understood, and a smile appeared on his face again, "That's okay, the little nephew was originally worried about what accident would happen to him when he forcibly broke into the ninth layer." ”

With that, the image of the blood-colored eyeballs disappeared, and at the same time, no one came out of the Ancestral Witch Pagoda, only seven or eight hundred Ancestral Witch Sect disciples entered, and in the end, only more than five hundred people came out alive.

"Sect Master, Senior Brother Tao hasn't come out yet, this?" At this moment, a disciple of the Ancestral Witch Sect asked.

"Alas, Tao Ming fell, he cultivated himself to break through the eighth layer and died on the eighth layer. Wu Ming sighed, Tao Ming was the group of disciples of his Ancestral Witch Sect who entered the Ancestral Witch Pagoda with the best potential, but he died on the eighth layer not long ago, on the other hand, Yang Xuan, an alien boy, broke through the eighth layer, and Wu Ming also felt that his face was dull.

"Woo, no, no, no, Senior Brother Tao promised to marry me, what, how could he leave me alone?" A female disciple of the Ancestral Witch Sect couldn't bear the blow, and suddenly fell to the ground, howling and crying.

Seeing this scene, Shi Yu and the others were silent, and they realized that the Ancestral Witch Tower was very cruel, no matter how talented you are, you may die in it.

After being stunned for a moment, Su Ziyao thought of something, and said worriedly, "Senior brother, didn't you say that Yang Xuan couldn't climb to the ninth layer, it's been half a day, why hasn't he come out yet?"

"This?" Di Tian was slightly stunned and asked, "Witch Sect Master, why hasn't my junior brother come out yet?"

"What, he hasn't come out yet!?" Wu Ming's eyes scanned the audience, and sure enough, he didn't find Yang Xuan's figure, so he couldn't help but be surprised, and hurriedly resorted to means, and the blood-colored eyes of the altar suddenly glowed.

"Lord Blood Spirit, I don't know where the young man from the eighth layer of the Ancestral Witch Tower is now?" Wu Ming bowed and asked respectfully, don't look at him as the master of a sect and a powerhouse at the peak of the Destiny Realm, but in front of the Ancestral Witch Tower, he didn't dare to be disrespectful.

"He went to the ninth floor. An indifferent voice came from the blood-colored eyeball, making Shi Yu and the others stunned, they couldn't imagine that one eyeball could still speak human words.

"Well, he's not from my witch god clan!" Wu Ming exclaimed.

"That's right, he is indeed not my lord's descendant, but for ten thousand years, who else but you kid has been able to break through the eighth layer?"

"That being said, but that's a bit out of the ordinary?"

"Rules, what bullshit rules, my words are rules, okay, I will soon fall into a deep sleep, and I won't be able to wake up in 10,000 years, by the way, that kid is not simple, if you can come out alive, you treat him well, and make a good relationship with him, maybe you can help in the future." ”

With that, the blood-colored eyeballs fell silent.

Wu Ming shouted a few times but didn't see the blood spirit respond, he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot, he didn't expect the blood spirit to look up to Yang Xuan so much, and actually told himself to treat him well and form a good relationship with him.

However, the blood spirit is the ancestral witch tower weapon spirit, an immortal existence that has lived for countless years, it must have seen something, otherwise it would definitely not be like this.

Thinking of this, even though Wu Ming couldn't figure it out, he still decided to have a good relationship with Yang Xuan, of course, the premise was that Yang Xuan could come out of the Ancestral Witch Tower alive, if he couldn't get out, everything would be empty talk.

Not far away, Di Tian's face was shocked, as if he didn't expect that the Ancestral Witch Tower's instrument spirit would actually value Yang Xuan so much.

"Senior brother, Yang Xuan won't be in danger?" asked Su Ziyao.

"Of course, the ninth layer of the Ancestral Witch Tower is in danger, and whether or not you can come out depends on his creation. Di Tian sighed lightly.

Hearing this, Su Ziyao's delicate body trembled, and her heart rose to her throat.

Shen Yuexin, Shi Yu and the others were also full of nervousness, afraid that something would happen to Yang Xuan.

……

A vast blood-colored wasteland, Yang Xuan just appeared here, the void in front of him distorted, and a huge phantom appeared.

As the phantom gradually solidified, Yang Xuan finally saw what this thing was.

Obviously, this is also a lich, but compared to ordinary lichs and lich leaders, this one seems to have evolved in the direction of humans.

It stood on the ground with its feet seven or eight meters tall, its arms long and thick, its sharp claws and its red glow, which made people shudder.

Especially the eyes, the scarlet ones are not the slightest bit of color, and they are full of the smell of killing.

"The Lich King!"

Yang Xuan spat out three words in his mouth, legend has it that the ancient witch god once recovered a powerful evil beast, and that evil beast was the Lich King, the king born from hundreds of millions of lichs, with strength comparable to the supreme.

Of course, that is the Lich King in his peak state, and the Lich King in front of him is obviously not the real Lich King, but a blood spirit copied by foreign means, and his strength is far from the Supreme, otherwise who can break through the ninth layer?

But having said that, Yang Xuan also understood that the big guy in front of him was not easy to deal with.

"Roar!"

There was a loud roar, and the Lich King moved, no, its body didn't move, but its eyes glowed with blinding blood.

Yang Xuan suddenly felt a pinprick-like pain in his eyes, making him almost scream.

"Is this the ninth layer, and it seems that I have to go all out to fight a Lich King. Yang Xuan's expression was solemn and unguarded, the Lich King was too powerful, it was just a look that made his eyes hurt.

"Roar!" Another roar, the Lich King really moved, rushing over at a gallop, the blood-colored giant claws poked out, grabbed downward, and let out a sharp roar, wanting to tear Yang Xuansheng apart.

Not to mention people with flesh and blood, even if it is hard gold and iron, or a mountain peak can be directly grabbed and shattered, the blood-colored giant claws are extremely intimidating.

Yang Xuan's black hair flew backwards, it was impacted by a terrifying strong wind, there was a cold light flickering in his eyes, his feet stepped on the ground, and he swayed seven or eight meters high, narrowly avoiding the Lich King's killing blow, and then swooped down and punched the Lich King's head.

The Lich King reacted very quickly, shaking it with his claws, and the two collided, bursting with light, and the ground collapsed, like a great earthquake, and a cloud of sand and rocks flew away.

This is a duel of physical strength, one man and one beast are evenly matched, and they all fly sideways.

However, as soon as they separated, the Lich King stabilized his body, and his momentum became even stronger, and his blood basin opened wide, spitting out countless blood rays, turning into a rainstorm of blood-colored light in the sky, like sharp arrows, shooting towards Yang Xuan like a mountain and a sea, trying to beat him into a sieve.

This is obviously a kind of talent of the Lich King, Yang Xuan did not dare to use his physical strength to fight, the true yuan in his body was extremely fast, and he used the Powder Body Bone Shattering Fist, and a huge fist flew out of the air, colliding with the incoming blood-colored light rain.

Thundered!

The sound of the sky cracking and the place between the two kept exploding and dusty.

Soon, everything calmed down, and the lich charged at him again, claws sharp and terrifying.

"Kill!" Yang Xuan was prepared, his right leg swirled, and he kicked out with all his might, colliding with the sharp claw, and then both flew out upside down.

Yang Xuan bared his teeth and grinned, his right leg was in severe pain, if it weren't for his recent breakthrough to the seventh level of the Quenching Body Realm, and his physical body was stronger, he might have been injured now.

"Roar!"

The Lich King roared angrily, and slashed again, and the blood-colored giant claws erupted with immeasurable light, grabbing Yang Xuan's head and face, and the speed was incredible.

"Shadow Escape!"

Yang Xuan saw the horror of this blow, and immediately used the shadow to dodge, but it was still a little slower, and the blood-colored giant claw grazed his left arm and roared, peeling off a layer of flesh and skin, and blood splattered.

Bang!

One blow didn't kill Yang Xuan, and the Lich King went crazy, stepped on the ground with both feet, and killed Yang Xuan at an unparalleled speed.

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