Looking at the situation, Yi Jiuxiao had already guessed the reason, which should be related to whether the fifth girl practiced curse techniques.

Wu Suifeng, Nizi, and Mo Yue'er had all practiced curse techniques, while Qi Qingru and Qi Qingyun had never practiced before.

The curse god platform in front of him should be a curse altar, if you don't practice curse magic, it will be difficult to resist the attack of soul magic.

After waking up, Mo Yue'er, Nizi, and Wu Suifeng were stunned for a moment, and began to call Qi Qingru and Qi Qingyun with spells.

What is the great inconsistency, the Pure Heart and Soul Fixation Mantra, the spells and supernatural powers that can be used are all used.

Only a quarter of an hour later, Qi Qingru and Qi Qingyun woke up one after another, and Yi Jiuxiao couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Seeing that the five girls were fine, he hurriedly took back the divine thought in the Cangtian Continent, and at this moment he sensed that a strong man was coming.

He didn't need to guess or think too much, he was sure that the person who came was the patriarch and high priest of the Wushan clan.

But Fang Cai was just an induction, and Yi Jiuxiao had never seen the figure of the strong man at all.

Immediately, he stretched out his divine thoughts to the front to investigate, and after that, he determined that there were three strong men twenty thousand miles away.

Yi Jiuxiao wanted to immediately stay away from this Spell God Platform at his feet, he was almost certain that this Spell God Platform would be unfavorable to him.

If he wanted to leave, he still had time at the moment, and he was completely confident in his flight speed.

But he was a little hesitant, and he vaguely felt that this Spell God Platform had a big secret, or a kind of chance.

Risk and chance, like a double-edged sword, are choices that every cultivator will face.

Yi Jiuxiao is a cautious person, but he is by no means a timid person, and he will not easily miss the opportunity in the face of fate.

In the end, he chose to stay on the Spell God Altar instead of having the option of escaping.

He wanted to take a good look at how the powerhouse of the Wushan God Clan would treat him, the true god.

Under Yi Jiuxiao's divine gaze, the three powerhouses of the Wushan clan flew closer and closer, and finally stopped outside the curse god platform.

Among them, there was one Yi Jiuxiao who had seen before, and it was the witch cloud priestess who had left from the Spell God Platform before.

Along with Wu Yun were two giant cultivators, a man and a woman, whose cultivation realms were stronger than Wu Yun's.

Among them, the male monk's cultivation was in the late stage of the cave void, while the cultivation of the female monk turned out to be in the early stage of Mahayana.

Yi Jiuxiao easily guessed the identities of the two, the man should be the high priest, and the woman was likely to be the patriarch of the Wushan clan.

Facing the two powerhouses, Yi Jiuxiao couldn't help but gasp, he was not sure of winning at all.

After coming to the Giant Continent, he had only fought face-to-face with the Yuan Infant cultivator among the giants.

Of course, he has also seen Qi Qingru and Wu Ke fight with his own eyes, and Wu Ke's realm is only in the late stage of transforming into a god.

The combat power of the late stage of the Transformation of God is definitely not comparable to the late stage of the Cave Void, let alone the early stage of Mahayana.

However, Yi Jiuxiao was only a little worried, he was not afraid, he had faced many people who were stronger than him over the years.

The Wushan clan patriarch and high priest were also looking at Yi Jiuxiao, and the two of them showed surprised expressions at the same time.

The first to speak was Priest Wuyun, and I saw her shouting: "Patriarch ~ High Priest ~ , the five elves on the original spell god platform are gone, and they must have been teleported to the small world by this true god elf, and we are all about to subdue them." ”

The Wushan clan patriarch and high priest did not answer Wu Yun, but the expression on their faces changed slightly.

At this moment, their attention was focused on Yi Jiuxiao's body, as if they wanted to see Yi Jiuxiao through.

"Patriarch, this elf is indeed a true god, but I can't see his realm clearly. ”

The high priest of the Wushan clan looked quite peculiar when he spoke, both a little surprised and a little puzzled.

After a few breaths of silence, the matriarch of the Wushan clan spoke: "Since you can't see clearly, let's ask him first." ”

After finishing speaking, she looked at Yi Jiuxiao and asked, "Little elf, are you from the Pangu Continent?"

Yi Jiuxiao was taken aback, not because the matriarch knew where he came from, but because she spoke the language of the Nine Heavens Continent.

How is this possible? Since coming to the Flood Desolate Continent, all Yi Jiuxiao has heard is muttering words.

After a moment of silence, Yi Jiuxiao replied, "I am from the Pangu Continent, may I ask if you are the patriarch of the Wushan Clan, how can you speak our language?"

"You are really elves from Pangea. The matriarch of the Wushan clan groaned.

Then she replied: "I am Wu Xin, the patriarch of the Wushan clan, and I am accompanied by Wu Feng, the high priest of the Wushan clan, and I speak the language of the ancient Wu clan, so you can understand it." ”

"Patriarch Wu Xin, what ancient Wu Clan's language is the same as that of our Cangtian Continent?" Yi Jiuxiao asked very puzzled.

Hearing this, Wu Xin smiled faintly and said: "The ancient Wu clan is the clan where Pangu is located, you are the flesh and blood of Pangu, so naturally you use the local language of the ancient Wu clan." ”

"As you said, the native language of each clan in the Flood Desolate Continent is different?" Yi Jiuxiao asked again.

Wu Xin's face froze and he replied, "That's right, most of the clans in the Flood Desolate Continent have their own native languages. I won't say more to you, you are the elf of the ancient Wu clan, the enemy of our Wu Mountain clan, and now I will give you two choices. ”

"Eh~" Yi Jiuxiao was stunned, he didn't know what two paths Wu Xin gave him, but he could guess that it was not a good thing.

In fact, Yi Jiuxiao heard Wu Nan say that the strong men of the Wushan clan had failed to compete with Pangu for the mainland, and it was not surprising that they were enemies of each other.

He guessed that this was just Wu Xin's excuse, whether the enemies all had the same result, and they wanted him to become the spirit of the Wushan clan.

Even if Wu Suifeng is the descendant of the elves transformed by the strong men of the Wushan clan, the Wushan clan has no mercy on her.

At this moment, Yi Jiuxiao's mind is very calm, he has never been afraid of intimidation, let alone coercion.

He glanced at Wu Xin and asked lightly, "Patriarch Wu Xin, I don't know what kind of choice you gave me?"

Wu Xin looked at Yi Jiuxiao quite solemnly, and said after a while: "The first choice is to become my elf, and the second choice is to die, because you are the elf transformed by the enemy of my Wushan clan, and we must kill you." ”

Yi Jiuxiao laughed, he had already guessed the two choices given by Wu Xin, but he just asked her to say it.

Wu Xingui is the patriarch of the Wushan clan, how can he ever be laughed at, and he can't help but be furious.

"Little elf, dare to be so rampant! Now that you are on our spell god platform, don't even think about leaving even if you have the ability to reach the sky. ”

"Hmm~ Could it be that there is something strange about this curse god platform?" Yi Jiuxiao suddenly became uneasy.

He was standing on the curse platform at the moment, but he didn't find any vision, and it was just an ordinary stone platform under the divine thought.

However, Yi Jiuxiao instantly realized, since this curse god platform is called this name, it must be extraordinary.

I wanted to think about it, but he didn't show any panic, but said lightly: "Then it depends on whether the patriarch has the ability to keep me." ”

After finishing speaking, Yi Jiuxiao flew up, as long as he flew into the air, Wu Xin would not be able to do anything.

But Yi Jiuxiao only flew to a height of 10,000 zhang before he was blocked by an invisible barrier, unable to take another step up.

The secret path in his heart is not good, and the enchantment above his head is very similar to the enchantment of the Heavenly Dao, and it is a few points worse than the enchantment of the Heavenly Dao.

"Hahaha~ I see how you go to escape?"

Wu Xin laughed out loud outside the barrier, and the laughter was so bad that she trembled.

Because she is extremely beautiful, although she is 700 feet tall, she looks very graceful.

The high priest Wu Feng, who was standing not far away, did not smile, but showed a faint sadness on his face.

I saw Wu Feng whispering: "Patriarch, I feel that this elf is not ordinary, we must not underestimate the enemy." ”

"High priest, you don't have to worry too much! if he wasn't on the altar, I wouldn't have taken a shot at him, and now that he's on the altar, we're afraid of what he's doing, and I'm sure I'll take him as my elf." ”

At this moment, Yi Jiuxiao had already fallen from the sky and landed on the edge of the stone platform, and he did not rush upward.

In his mind, the side of the barrier should be the weakest point, and he had to break through from the side.

After standing for a few breaths, Yi Jiuxiao made a move, and it was a punch that broke the air.

After taking the Dharmakaya Fruit, he didn't need to condense the Dharmakaya at all to directly use his great supernatural powers.

Yi Jiuxiao's strength is so great, under his punch, even thousands of mountains can be shattered by it.

But his fist struck the barrier with no effect, not even a sound.

Countless runes emanated from the barrier, erasing his supernatural powers into invisibility.

"It's really weird!" Yi Jiuxiao once again struck the Void Breaking Punch, punching his left and right hands respectively.

The earth-shattering two punches also had no effect, and more runes poured out from the barrier, dissolving the power of the supernatural powers.

"Little elf, you know it's amazing, you just have the ability to penetrate the world, don't even think about turning over on the spell god platform, or obediently recognize me as the master and be my elf, otherwise you will suffer. ”

Wu Xin shouted at Yi Jiuxiao outside the barrier, as if he was giving Yi Jiuxiao his last advice.

How could Yi Jiuxiao be intimidated by Wu Xin, he stood on the edge of the enchantment and replied loudly: "Wu Xin, don't be too happy! ”

These words made Wu Xin furious, and her pretty face was full of anger, but it looked even more beautiful.

I saw that she no longer spoke, but raised her right hand, turned her palm to the sky, and began to chant an inexplicable incantation.

Yi Jiuxiao could see clearly in the enchantment, the Wushan clan used his right hand, and he must have used the curse technique.

Curse is an attack spell of curse art, which is quite powerful, and after being hit by the spell, you will survive but not die.

It is rumored that the Heavenly Dao Lord has fallen under the curse of the head of the Wushan God Clan, and it will not be able to be lifted for ten thousand years.

The spell came quickly, and suddenly a black light flashed from the spell god platform, and the heavens and the earth suddenly darkened.

Immediately, Yi Jiuxiao was surrounded by darkness, which was a kind of darkness different from the demons.

The darkness of the demon race is the purest black, and the darkness in front of Yi Jiuxiao's eyes is a gray color.