"Chirp~"

Suddenly, just as the strange and terrifying figure was rising, a sharp hissing sound broke the dead silence around it in the midst of the ruins.

Looking back, things are not people, he is no longer him, how terrible is the existence conceived by the Wuling Clan who has used all the strength of the whole clan to gather all the grievances and deaths in the southern Xinjiang into the Gathering Spirit Coffin?

At this moment, Mu Da's divine consciousness that was about to be lost was once again startled by that shocking roar, and with the sudden violent wind around him, countless black shadows began to surge wildly from all around the ruins, and countless pairs of scarlet eyes loomed in them!

"Death to the deity!"

Another roar shook the sky, it turned out that the demon venerable had struck again, only to see those black shadows rolling in black mist, and finally shrinking under a terrifying force, and finally condensed into a huge skull in front of Xizhu's body suspended in the air.

Demon Venerable really did his best, exuding a terrifying momentum.

I saw that he was condescending, like a giant beast that had awakened, and once again opened his mouth and bit down on the body in front of him that was not proportional to him at all with a seemingly irresistible might!

But in the face of all this, the terrifying figure in the air only slowly raised his head, only to see that his eyes were clear but expressionless, and he just watched quietly when facing the scene that anyone would be afraid to see it.

However, if you look closely, you will find that some kind of weird change is taking place in Xizhu's eyes at this moment.

After a while, I saw that the pitch-black eyeballs in his eyes suddenly split in two, and then the split eyeballs split again.

And so on, until finally there were seven eyeballs in each of his eyes!

"Impossible!"

The exclamation of the Demon Venerable was heard in the air again, but everything did not stop there, and the skull still swallowed Xizhu in one gulp.

In an instant, the surroundings suddenly fell into silence.

"Hoo ......"

Seeing this scene, Mu Da, who was paralyzed on the ground at this moment, finally took a mouthful, because at the moment when the terrifying figure that came out of the spirit gathering coffin was swallowed by the demon venerable, it seemed that the strange power that oppressed him had finally disappeared completely.

Although Mu Da was extremely weak at this time, his body finally regained his temporary freedom, and at this moment he seemed to have just come out of the mud.

So he struggled to lay his body on his back on the ground, and gasped heavily.

At this moment, there was no longer that smell of blood in the air, and the fresh air was surprisingly fresh for him!

"Huh?"

At this moment, the relieved Muda's eyes shrank again, because he saw that above the dark sky above him, there was a glimmer of white light looming.

He stared at the white light, and his eyes were full of doubts when he had just come to his senses, and finally even became confused again.

"Ahami ......"

Just as Muda was in confusion, suddenly a strange chanting sound sounded faintly in his ears again, and the strange chant was like an illusion.

At the same time, when the chanting sounded, a kind of tiredness gradually hit Muda's mind, and he felt that his eyes had become extremely heavy at this moment.

At last Muda's eyes began to close slowly, but the chanting did not disappear because of his deep sleep, but became more rapid and clear!

Even in his sleep, Muda's brows furrowed tightly, and his whole body began to struggle, because the sound seemed to come from the depths of his mind.

It's like a nightmare that no matter how hard he tries, he can't get rid of it.

Muda's breathing became more and more rapid and heavy, like a man on the verge of suffocation breathing frantically and greedily into the last remaining air around him.

Suddenly, when Mu Da took another deep breath, his face had turned iron-blue.

Maybe it was the unwillingness and restlessness of the life-and-death struggle, Mu Da, who was confused at the last moment, finally couldn't help but open his eyes suddenly!

"Knock...... Knock ......"

It was the sound of water droplets, and when Mu Da opened his eyes, he was stunned, he felt a strange cold feeling, and at this moment he was sitting in a pool of water.

He was already sweating profusely as he struggled, and the sweat was dripping down his cheeks and falling onto the water, and then rippled in circles around the pool.

When he saw this strange scene, Mu Da slowly raised his head, and an old man in gray cloth appeared in front of him, looking at him quietly.

"Who are you......"

As the words fell, Muda's eyes were removed from the old man again, and he looked around the waterhole again, and then he was surprised to find that there were many other people around him who were also dressed in strange coarse cloth and were looking at him with the same eyes.

From their eyes, Mu Da gradually noticed a strange emotion, which was a look of hope.

And when those figures appeared, the strange chanting sounds around them finally disappeared completely at this moment!

"This ...... Where is this? Who are you...... Who the hell are you!"

Mu Da was almost venting his inner struggle and uneasiness in a hissing way, but those strange eyes were unmoved, still staring at him quietly.

"Kid ......"

Suddenly, another old voice sounded, and Mu Da turned his head sharply, and it was the mysterious old man in front of him who finally spoke.

The old man was the closest person to him, and the first person he saw.

"You... Who are you!"

Muda asked again, trying to get up from the pool, but he soon realized that he couldn't.

He stared at the old man, and a kind of uneasiness began to appear in his heart that he had never felt before, even when he controlled the ghost flute to roam the southern frontier.

Muda felt that something was eating him, and he tried to get rid of it all, but after frantically struggling, he lost hope again!

When Mu Da was struggling, he saw that the old man suddenly moved, and walked towards him step by step, as if the other party's rickety body was hidden in the shabby cloth clothes, but it could still give people a sense of decay.

The moment Mu Da stopped struggling, the old man finally stood in front of him, and then in the reflection of his panicked pupils, the old man slowly stretched out a dry hand to him and slowly pressed it on his forehead!

"Our people ......"

With another murmur, Muda's mind went blank, and the moment the hand was on his forehead, it seemed as if his whole body no longer belonged to him.

Then the chanting began to sound again, and in Mu Da's mind, some intermittent images began to gradually unveil the mystery of the ancient witch clan that had been sealed for many years!