Chapter 332: Xuan Ye went berserk

Why is it rumored among the Wu clan that as long as the sacred fire of the ancestral land is lit again, the Wu clan can rise again? And why is the ancient Wu clan so powerful, the Wu clan Zhantian disturbed the entire Nine Heavens, and knocked the Nine Heavens from the endless void with supreme power, twelve ancestral witches, hundreds of powerful witches, there were many strong witches at that time, according to Zhao Ping's analysis, this is all because the Wu clan occupies the source of the fire!

Tinder, this is the key to the promotion of the god and demon seed, a god and demon who has fire in his body means that he has opened the road of infinite evolution. The blazing fire burns in the heart, purifying the blood and strengthening the body. If there is any way for gods and demons to quickly improve their strength, then Tinder is their fastest, simplest and most brutal shortcut to becoming stronger!

"Roar!"

A furious roar suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain, and from a distance, a god and demon phantom with a dark golden light appeared in a corner of the mountaintop. The shadow of the gods and demons spread its arms and let out a deafening roar, even if it was far away, as long as it heard this terrifying roar, no matter what kind of creatures were terrified, they bowed and worshiped in the direction where the phantom of gods and demons appeared.

The allure of fire to people with the bloodline of gods and demons is incomparable, which is something that people who are not of the bloodline of gods and demons cannot experience.

When Zhao Ping took Xuan Ye to the top of the Wu Clan's Farewell Sacred Mountain, Xuan Ye, who had been struggling to endure the strong call from the source of the fire in his heart, instantly collapsed and lost his mind.

Dark golden magic patterns appeared on the surface of Xuan Ye's body, and the power of blood-colored qi and blood wrapped around his side, and a dark golden phantom of gods and demons suddenly appeared above Xuan Ye's head. The tall giant exuded boundless coercion, and he roared with his arms outstretched. Circles and circles of huge sounds erupted from Xuan Ye's body and spread out in all directions.

At the moment when Xuan Ye went berserk. The two guards of the Holy Mountain of the Sect Interception Witch Clan, who had only seen it not long ago, instantly appeared on Zhao Ping's side, and the two people holding spears looked at Xuan Ye with solemn expressions who burst out with terrifying might, and the two couldn't help but clench the spears in their hands, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

In the face of the great lich that erupted with boundless ferocity, although he knew that the two of them might be invincible to the rampage of the same senior brother in front of him, the two of them were still standing in front of Zhao Ping, no matter what, the Holy Son of Heaven must not make any mistakes!

Just when the two Holy Mountain guards gritted their teeth and were about to desperately block the rampaging Great Lich and buy time for His Highness the Holy Son to escape, the hand of the Holy Son of Tongtian suddenly put on the shoulders of the two. At the same time, His Highness the Holy Son was calm and a somewhat unusual voice sounded in the ears of the two of them: "Put away your vigilance and return to your post, this seat will deal with it here." ”

By the Son of Heaven? At the first time, the two Holy Mountain guards thought that this Holy Son His Highness had been kicked by a donkey not long ago? A demon cultivator who is at most no more than the combat power of the Yuan Infant Realm to deal with a great lich comparable to the Great Luo Golden Immortal, isn't the brain of His Highness the Holy Son pumped? The two Holy Mountain guards were full of entanglements at this time, the problem was serious, and if they had to deal with the great lich in front of them, they would have to separate their hands to take care of the Tongtian Holy Son who was obviously mentally ill, and it would be a big trouble!

"Pity. You leave here immediately with His Highness the Holy Son, and if it's just harassment, I should be able to hold him back for a while. "In order to prevent his own holy son from doing something stupid, the male holy mountain guard on Zhao Ping's left side immediately made a decision.

The pair of brothers and sisters guarding the Holy Mountain in front of them completely ignored Zhao Ping's words. Zhao Ping immediately showed a helpless wry smile, sure enough, the strength of the deity was too weak, and everything he said was regarded as a joke. With a sigh, Zhao Ping's mind was immersed in his sea of divine consciousness. A divine thought turned into a sharp awl in an instant, and a streamer of light crossed the sea of divine consciousness. It was stabbed into the golden divine consciousness as hard as a diamond in the depths of the sea of divine consciousness.

Boom!

In an instant, Zhao Ping erupted from the inside out. The rich holy power bounced away the two holy mountain guards who were on Zhao Ping's side in an instant, and at this moment. The holy power that spread out in all directions was suddenly suppressed by the power of the gods and demons that Xuan Ye burst out, and at this moment, it was like igniting a powder keg, and the domineering and incomparable holy power seemed to be furious, and a violent hurricane was set off on the top of the entire holy mountain.

"Tongtian sensei?!" The male guard of the Holy Mountain who had just ordered his sister to take away Zhao Ping, the Holy Son of Tongtian, felt this familiar domineering coercion, and his eyes suddenly widened in astonishment. At that moment, he clearly saw that where the Holy Son of Tongtian was standing, a huge ice-blue divine bird appeared, and the golden eyes of the divine bird were full of domineering and arrogance.

"Brother Yukasa, you can see clearly, how can Teacher Tongtian come to this place without any trouble, the teacher will definitely inform us if he comes. This should be a sacred relic given by the teacher to His Highness the Holy Son to protect His Highness's safety, and it is a sacred relic that contains the teacher's holy will. Yu Lian glanced at his brother, who was stunned by the coercion unleashed by the Holy Son of Tongtian, and couldn't help but remind.

Yukasa blinked, and looked in the direction where the Holy Son of Tongtian was located, the Holy Son was still the Holy Son, and there was still the figure of Teacher Tongtian.

Glancing at the rampaging Great Lich who was pressed back by the terrifying coercion erupted by the Holy Son of Tongtian, Yu Kasa shook his head and sighed in his heart, it seems that the Holy Son Hall really didn't fool them, and he who used the "Holy Relic" is indeed capable of dealing with what happened here. However, dealing with such things and using holy relics, is it really worthy of being the only seedling of the saint, and Teacher Tongtian's care for the Holy Son is really meticulous enough.

An unfathomable smile appeared on Zhao Ping's face, he slowly raised his right hand in the direction where Xuan Ye was, and confided indifferently, "It's time to wake up." ”

At this moment, Zhao Ping's words seemed to have the power of Xuan Xuan, and the phantom of the hundred gods and demons that appeared above Xuan Ye's head and roared turned into a ripple like a mirror and disappeared into the sky. Xuan Ye's sanity was finally taken back at this moment, and the dark golden lines were gradually suppressed.

Xuan Ye gasped, obviously because of Fang Cai's outburst, he himself was not very comfortable. Fortunately, now a thin curtain of light covered Xuan Ye's body, and the urgent call that filled his heart, as if he was not blocked, finally returned to normal from the chaos.

"Do you know how to light a fire?" Zhao Ping seemed to have expected what the party would encounter this time, and after Xuan Ye returned to normal, Zhao Ping asked Xuan Ye directly.

Xuan Ye frowned in an instant, he showed a contemplative look, and after a long period of hard thinking, he said with a little unconfidence: "...... Sacrifice? ”

"Sacrifice?" Zhao Ping immediately frowned, obviously he didn't expect to get such an answer.

"Rekindling the fire of the ancestral land requires the blood of the Great Witch Spirit!" (To be continued......)