Chapter 178: What kind of god is this!

Wind Spirits!

During the heyday of the ancient witches, the ten spirit clans followed, leading hundreds of millions of demon soldiers to conquer the heavens and all the worlds.

Invincible, invincible, invincible!

The wind pillars in the distance, the internal figure is one of the ten spirit clans, the wind spirit clansmen. They are natural wind darlings, gifted, born with Dao bones, proficient in all kinds of wind supernatural powers, and extremely powerful in combat.

Five hundred Wind Spirit Clansmen!

Wang Hao's consciousness swept away, and his face was full of excitement. Before, he only cared about inspecting the demon beasts, but he never wanted to expand his territory, and there were actually five hundred wind spirit clansmen in it, inhabiting and breeding.

Didn't think much of it. Under Wang Hao's guidance, Long Ao teleported over and had already arrived.

The wind is howling!

The pillars of wind that rose up one after another, when Wang Hao came to hold the mountain and sea monument in his hand, all collapsed and disappeared, showing a famous Fengling clansman.

It's weird, they're all young men and women. The man is strong, and the woman is soft. Dressed in animal skin dresses and accompanied by dense drums, they soon lined up in formation.

A beautiful girl with snow-white skin walked out. She was different from the rest of the clans, wearing a white robe and holding a jasper staff, and her majesty was extraordinary.

"Wind Bell, the current priest of the Wind Spirit Clan, meet the Witch Lord!"

"I'll wait to meet the Witch Master!"

Under the leadership of this girl named Wind Chime, five hundred Wind Spirit Clansmen, with their hands on their chests, facing Wang Hao, knelt in the air and bowed.

Needless to say, all are surrendered, and none are rebellious.

Wang Hao was overjoyed, his face did not show it, and nodded lightly: "Get up!" At the same time, he was a little curious in his heart, according to the records of the ancient witch inheritance, the ten spirit clans are talented, and any clansman will have the power of heaven and man when he becomes an adult.

The so-called celestial beings are similar to the Heavenly Monarch and Heavenly Demons, controlling the power of the laws of the Heavenly Dao.

These five hundred Wind Spirit Clansmen are all adults, but their cultivation is not high. The leading wind chime priest is only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and the rest are only Jin Dan cultivators.

Wind Chimes seemed to see what the witch lord was thinking, and took a step forward, instantly approaching. He saluted Wang Hao again and said with a smile: "We are all 'seeds', we have been sealed for too long, and the loss of the origin is too huge, so the cultivation is reduced, and one hundred is less than one!"

"Seeds?" Wang Hao was surprised. He could see that the human body of these Wind Spirit Clans was weak and weak, and their breath was unstable, as they said, it was caused by the excessive depletion of the origin. But I don't understand what the 'seed' in the mouth of the wind chime means.

"Witch Master, please come with me!"

Wind Chimes stretched out her hand to signal. Following the direction of her finger, Wang Hao saw an incomparably magnificent and majestic hall, lying across the earth.

Witch Temple!

This is the palace built by ancient witches, and it is also the ruins of ancient witches that Wang Hao saw for the first time in addition to the mountain and sea monuments.

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The immeasurable sea.

Infinite vastness, abundant resources, feeding hundreds of millions of mortals, and benefiting countless monks. Ancestors have inhabited this sea for generations, toiling to thrive and thrive.

A group of monks harnessed a shuttle-shaped magic weapon, which was 100 meters high against the surface of the sea, and flew rapidly. They have a strange aura around them, or they are violent, or bloody, or cold like ghosts. If there are immortal cultivators from the Southern Regions here, they will definitely shout 'Demon Cultivation', either besiege in groups, or flee. But in the eyes of the mortals on this island, they are all worthy of admiration and worship.

The true identity of this group of monks, an island thousands of miles away, a disciple of the Yin Ghost Sect of the second-rate Demon Sect. The leader is a man and a woman, the man's name is Kuifeng, and the woman's name is Biluo, all of whom have a foundation to cultivate.

"Senior Brother Kuifeng, have you noticed that there are many fewer demon beasts on this side of Qihai?" Biluo looked pretty like a girl, holding a gloomy banner, which made people feel a little weird.

"Well, it's a little weird!" Kui Feng looked loyal and old. If it weren't for the slightest trace of blood floating out of the body, it would be very similar to a mortal trader in the market.

Today, they brought a group of Qi cultivation disciples to Qihai to carry out a mission, with the goal of hunting sea beasts in exchange for cultivation.

The immeasurable sea is vast. The proximity to the islands and waters all have their names. Qihai is rich in a sea beast called the four-winged swordfish, hence the name. Kuifeng Biluo and the two of them have entered the Taoist practice, and often come to hunt the four-winged swordfish, the meat of this beast is delicious, and the swim bladder is its essence, supplemented by several kinds of elixirs, which can refine the evergreen pill of immortality.

The higher the sailfish trail, the more valuable the swim bladder is. With the cultivation of Kuifeng and Biluo, the ordinary Qi Cultivation Realm swordfish is no longer eye-catching, and the foundation building realm is the goal. But it's strange that in the past, the scene of sailfish skimming the sea here is not visible today. Occasionally, there are a few swordfish gliding on the surface of the sea, all of them are grandchildren's fish cubs, not long after they were born, they have no qi cultivation and no value.

"Let's go, fly high, go ahead!"

Kui Feng pointed straight ahead. The team is offshore and relatively safe. Further on is the deep sea, inhabited by all kinds of sea beasts, and there is no shortage of powerful ones. Since you are leading the team, you can't go home empty-handed. As long as you are careful, even if you enter the deep sea area, there should not be much problem with your own cultivation.

"Good!"

Biluo nodded in agreement. Then he drove the fusiform magic weapon under his feet and flew straight ahead.

"Senior brother, look!"

It took less than a hundred miles. As soon as he entered the deep-sea area, Biluo found rubbing. Pointing over, I saw the sea in front of me, rising a hundred feet high mist. Inside the mist, a strange fish with transparent wings on its head can be seen, shuttling and parading.

"All over here!"

Kui Feng's face was full of excitement, and he began to beckon his disciples to get ready, and when they got close to the fish, they immediately started to hunt and kill.

"Yes!"

A group of Qi cultivation disciples received their orders in unison. Sacrifice all kinds of strange-shaped magic weapons, just wait for the master's order, and immediately attack.

However, before Biluo could manipulate the fusiform magic weapon to get closer, a low roar suddenly sounded.

An indescribable fury enveloped him. Biluo directly covered his head with both hands, and the fusiform magic weapon under his feet went out of control and went straight into the sea below. The same is true for Kui Feng, who has a splitting headache and is unbearable. A group of Qi cultivation disciples were even more miserable, bleeding from the seven orifices, and the injuries were not light.

"Soul Bead!"

Kui Feng's cultivation was profound, and he reacted quickly, and waved his hand to sacrifice a black bead, diffusing the ghostly light to protect everyone. At the same time, he shot out a distress jade slip, and flew through the air with a piercing roar.

Do it all. He turned his head to look in the direction where the roar came, and at first glance, he was so frightened that his soul was broken.

The mist of the water that rose hundreds of feet high was gone, and the huge number of fish was gone. A crystal palace appears ahead.

To be exact, a monster beast that looks like a dragon and a turtle and is extremely large is carrying a crystal palace and marching towards it.

"Sequoia, bring those juniors here!"

A majestic man's voice rang out. Without waiting for Kui Feng and the others to react, a big hand shrouded their heads and took them away with magic weapons.

Call!

The outlook changed. In the middle of a large hall. The spirit stone is a brick, and a variety of rare materials are beams and columns. Resplendent and luxurious. Kui Feng and the others sat on the ground, their bodies trembling, and they didn't have the slightest intention to appreciate it.

The reason is simple, there are five people standing next to them. Except for the expressionless middle-aged man, the other four people either had horns on their foreheads or blood wings on their ribs...... All of them are out of phase.

Yuan Infant Demon Cultivation!

Kui Feng and the others hadn't seen it, but they had heard of it. Only the Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator can transform into a human form. And not one, but four. There is also the dragon turtle demon beast carrying the crystal palace outside, and it is not surprising that it is also a primordial infant demon beast.

The ferocious nature of the monster. If you fall into the hands of these Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators, how can you live!

Kui Feng and the others turned pale one by one, their bodies trembled, and they closed their eyes and waited for death.

"Don't be afraid, this emperor invites you over, and he has no intention of harming him!"

A majestic male voice sounded in his ears. It seemed to ignite the desire to survive in the hearts of Kui Feng and the others, and the fear and fear eased slightly, and they opened their eyes and looked in the direction where the words came.

The whole hall scene came into view.

Not only the five around him, but also many women in palace costumes, one by one, exuding the aura of a Jindan powerhouse, they also look graceful and moving. But the facial expression is hard, and it is clearly a humanoid puppet.

Kui Feng is still somewhat knowledgeable. I dare to confirm this, and my heart is shocked at the same time. Not to mention the few Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators beside him, just the nearly 100 Jindan puppets show the extraordinary identity of the owner of this hall.

Above the front of the temple. They finally saw the true face of the master of this hall, a middle-aged man with a pale golden face, wearing a crown on his head, wearing golden armor, and a large red cloak. His bearing is as majestic as an emperor, but his eyes are extraordinarily warm, and he looks at it with a smile.

There was also a demon beast beside him, which looked like a lion beast, but it had nine heads, and it was meekly lying next to the kitten. But the aura that diffused was as violent as a beast, even more terrifying than the few primordial demon cultivators around him.

What kind of god is this!

Kui Feng couldn't see the cultivator in front of the hall, and he didn't dare to look at it at all. His heart trembled, and he first fell to the ground and kowtowed a few times, and then reported to his family: "Kui Feng, a disciple of the Yin Ghost Sect, has seen his predecessors!"

"Yin Ghost Sect disciple Biluo, meet the seniors!" Seeing this, Biluo also had the courage to kneel down and salute. As for the rest of the Qi cultivation disciples, how dare they squeak, they can only learn from the master, like a chicken pecking rice, kowtowing again and again.

"Xuanming Jasper, it's all a few of you who are ugly and scaring the guests of this emperor!"

The middle-aged man in front of the hall laughed. The few people standing beside Kui Feng immediately retreated to the side. This made Kui Feng and the others feel less stressed, and they couldn't help but gasp for air.

"You juniors, if you break the floor tiles, what will you pay for!" The middle-aged man who claimed to be the emperor said with a mocking smile: "Get up and talk!"

Kui Feng and the others could feel that this one didn't seem to have malicious intent, otherwise they didn't need those few Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators to make a move, and any Jindan puppet in the palace could easily take their lives.

"Thank you, Senior Emperor!"

Kui Feng's frightened mood calmed down a lot, and his head also brightened, and he gave him an honorific title in the tone of the other party. Then he stood up, but he still bowed respectfully, not daring to be disrespectful.

"The deity is the holy land of Middle Earth, the top of the extreme east, the lord of the Ziwei Shaoyang Palace, sealed by the Heavenly Dao, and the emperor of Donghua is also!"

The 'Emperor of Donghua' in front of the hall said his name indifferently. At the same time, he expressed his attitude, just happened to travel and passed by, and wanted to understand the customs of the nearby area, so he invited Kui Feng and them to enter the palace to meet.

"There are seats on both sides of this hall, and non-Yuan Ying is not allowed to sit down, so I have to wait and stand and talk!"

'Emperor Donghua' looked at them and said with a smile: "You don't need to be restrained, you can speak freely, whether it is a sect or a mortal, you have the right to tell stories boringly...... Whoever said it well, this emperor has a heavy reward!"

A group of Qi cultivation disciples didn't dare to say anything. But Kui Feng Biluo looked at each other from the corner of his eyes, and they were all moved. At a certain moment, the two had a tacit understanding, and at the same time bowed to the front of the hall, and said: "The younger generation respectfully obeys the order!"

Then, as soon as you said a word, I said a word, according to the meaning of the one in front of the temple, and began to speak.