Chapter 347: The Might of the Ancestral Witch (Part II)

When the man left with the stone talisman, Leng Lange suddenly seemed to be relieved, and the red giant sword in his hand suddenly came out of his hand, turning sharply, and at the same time, he opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of blood mist again, wrapping the huge long sword all over his body. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I only heard a loud buzzing sound, coming from the giant sword, the flames that jumped around the giant sword, as if stimulated by something, shrank and rose in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, the blood mist around the body was swallowed up.

After devouring the blood mist, the greatsword suddenly burned like a burning flame.

A suffocating mighty power burst out from around the sword.

"How did you get this ancient witch clan's blood sacrifice technique that has been lost for thousands of years?"

From the distant ink clouds, a surprised and angry voice suddenly sounded, and the ancestral witch tenshu was obviously surprised.

In the First World War of Antiquity, the mysterious and strange witchcraft of the ancient witch clan once attracted the attention of many people, and even several of the powerful people of the witch clan joined forces to perform the secret art of the witch clan, which has the power to destroy the world and move mountains and reclaim the sea.

Even the previous generation of demon lords retreated under the power of this heaven and earth color change.

However, the ancient witch clan was already sparsely populated, and in the ancient war, it was almost wiped out, and it was even rumored that the only remaining witch of the ancient witch clan also fell after that battle, and the mysterious ancient witchcraft was naturally lost.

Others may not know it, but the castle tower, which is one of the few remaining sacrifices of the ancient witch clan, does not understand.

Why doesn't he want to revive his former prestige and tell the world that the ancient witch clan has not been destroyed!

But how can the twists and turns in this be explained in a few words?

In the epic battle of the world, one peerless powerhouse after another fell like autumn leaves, and the ancient witch clan had a deep enmity with the demon world, and it was like fire and water, but now? Known as the genius of the ancient witch clan for thousands of years, Wu Zun Chi You, has now become the master of the new generation of demon realms!

In a past, what kind of heart-wrenching and tragic stories are there?

Is it sarcasm? Or sadness?

"Do you still recognize the blood sacrifice of this witch? I thought you had forgotten who you were! ”

Leng Lange let out a long roar angrily, and the giant sword in front of him, which was leaping like a flame, grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge supernatural blade that was several feet long, swaying upward, with the power of annihilation, and slashed fiercely on the huge black claws.

An earth-shattering loud bang burst out in an instant.

The huge sword of flame was like a blazing sun hanging in the air, and the rolling red flames instantly crushed the claws of demonic energy.

The world is bleak, and Luo Xue is white.

In the vast valley, it seemed to be silent again.

"Sky Swallowing Flame Blade! You...... Are you a cold hater? ”

Ancestor Wu Tianshou's words were a little excited, a little surprised, and more indescribably stunned.

The rolling demon clouds in the distance were churning, and suddenly they were like a long whale sucking water, all of them disappeared, the demon clouds dispersed, and the huge body of the ancestral witch heavenly guard slowly appeared in front of everyone.

It's just that at this time, he is no longer the half-demon body before, but has become a one-armed giant man who is a few feet tall.

At this time, his dark blue eyes stared at the red giant blade that was still hanging in the air, and his face was slightly distorted.

"Cold hatred? Is it cold and hateful......"

Leng Lango seemed to be muttering to himself, his eyes muttering a little dazedly.

Suddenly, his gaze became fierce again, and he said sharply: "Leng Tianqiu is dead, and now it is Leng Lango who is standing in front of you!" ”

After hearing this, a strange look appeared on the castle tower's face, and after a while, he slowly spoke: "It's been more than a thousand years, how can you not know what happened back then, and at this time, you are still lying to yourself?" ”

Leng Lange looked angry, and said sharply: "You rebelled against the training and betrayed your soul to the Demon Lord, among the ancient witch clan, you have already been removed from the list, and you still have the face to bewitch me, it's just wishful thinking!" ”

The celestial guard's face was extremely complicated for a while, and he was silent for a long time before he said leisurely: "The vast land of the human world belongs to our Wu clan, you threw away the oath of the year, and now you are willing to die for these ants, it really shouldn't be!" ”

Leng Lango said coldly: "Shut up, you are not qualified to say these words now!" ”

Suddenly, the castle guard raised his head and laughed, and said, "I am not qualified, who is qualified?" Are you qualified to say these things, regardless of your karma and surviving in the human world? ”

After speaking, his face gradually became hideous, and he smiled cruelly: "When I capture you, I will send it to my lord Chi You!" ”

After the Ancestral Witch Heavenly Guard finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened, his one arm slowly swiped, and one by one ancient and complicated handprints condensed out, and at the same time, the black mist rolling around him churned again, and strange spells like chanting continued to come out of his mouth.

This mysterious and ancient incantation, as if it had a certain rhythm, slowly reverberated in the vast valley.

Gradually, the snow seemed to slowly stop, and the entire breath of heaven and earth seemed to beat together with this lengthy spell.

Plop, plop, plop......

Everyone in the valley clearly heard their heartbeat.

Slowly, one by one, following the spell in the mouth of the ancestral witch tensei, they beat together.

It was only a short time before and after, but Cheng Yiming felt as if a long time had passed, as if time was slowly condensing, making him feel extremely depressed and uncomfortable.

Leng Lango's face was gloomy and terrifying at this time, but he still stood in place and did not move.

It's just that the corner of his eye keeps sweeping to the side of the valley, and in the depths of his gaze, he can't help but show a little anxious.

There was silence between heaven and earth, and the snow was falling.

Suddenly, a slight but piercing 'click' sound, somewhere in the valley, suddenly sounded, this sound was not very loud, but it was clearly reflected in everyone's ears.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of 'clicking' in the entire valley was endless, sounding everywhere, intertwined, and the bloody breath that had been somewhat faded in the air was also thick again.

Strange noises abounded, looking so weird and terrifying.

Roar~

Suddenly, only a long and mournful howl could be heard, which reverberated from afar.

Everyone followed the reputation, only to see the white bone demon snake that was already dead, at this time trembling and climbing up again, the only four remaining giant wings, constantly vibrating, and the dark fire in their eyes that had already been extinguished burned again.

The sky and the earth changed color for a while, and the yin wind gusted like a knife.

In the entire valley, the corpses of those monsters that had already died slowly rose up one after another.

For a while, the demon shadow was longing, the sound of the beast's roar was undulating, and between breaths, there were more than 10,000 monster armies, and they came to life again!

Although the number was only one-third of what it was before, and the movements were far less swift than before, and there were even some munnas and machinery, such a mighty momentum still made the people in the entire valley gasp.

Is that purgatory-like apocalyptic scene going to be staged again?