"Master, you're back. What kind of peach is this, it smells so good. Although Yang Qijin is no longer small, every time he sees Qiu Ming, he still looks like a child.

"This is a peach, it is rumored to be born from a peach tree made of the cane of the great witch Kua's father, and eating it will be of great benefit to you."

Yang Qijin nodded as if he didn't understand, took the peaches, and ate them all in a few bites...... The peach pits were chewed and eaten, and nothing was wasted.

"Why did you feel full after eating such a little peach? Master, the aura in this peach is more than the flesh and blood of the spirit animal, and I want to meditate and absorb it. ”

Yang Qijin sat cross-legged on the ground, letting this power be used to nourish his body. Although witches can also do witchcraft, they prefer to fight with their bodies, or it is the innate instinct of many creatures to fight with their bodies, not to mention that Yang Qijin doesn't know any witchcraft.

Carpenter Yang also came over when he heard Qiu Ming's voice: "Brother Qiu, every time you have something good, you think about seven catties." ”

"He is my apprentice, the first disciple I accepted, and I love him no less than you. By the way, how are you feeling now, what's wrong with cultivation? ”

"There's no problem, the cultivation speed is faster, I feel that soon I will be able to become a real warrior of the Wu Clan, and these are thanks to you."

"In that case, why don't you eat this peach, it will be of great help to you. Ah Bao and Ah Hua, you don't have to worry, there is another one, they should not eat too much, one and a half are just right. ”

Carpenter Yang grinned, ate a medium peach, and went back to his room to meditate and cultivate. Ah Bao and Ah Hua shared a peach, and the two children were also very grateful to Qiu Ming.

Three days later, Yang Qijin woke up first, and Qiu Ming saw that his breath had condensed a little more. Yang Qijin is already a real war witch, and his strength is definitely not weaker than that of human immortals, and even if he is a Xuan Immortal, he can fight.

His bloodline was better than that of Carpenter Yang, and he had not yet entered the formation that Qiu Ming had arranged for the statue of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. This time, Qiu Ming and Zhao Gongming learned a lot of formation knowledge and had a better understanding of the Twelve Heavenly God Evil Formations.

Now he plans to arrange the formation again, so that Yang Qijin can also enter the formation and improve his strength again.

"Seven catties, I have improved the formation, the power will be greater, but the effect will also be better. You may have some pain and more bleeding during this period, but you must hold on and never pass out, understand? ”

Carpenter Yang fainted when he received the blessing, and although he also gained a lot of benefits, if he did not faint, the benefits would be even more.

Although Yang Qijin's strength was stronger, Qiu Ming's improved formation was also more powerful, and he was also worried that Yang Qijin would not be able to withstand it. However, with this kind of formation, Qiu Ming couldn't help, so he could only let Yang Qijin hold it by himself.

"Master, Qijin will definitely not faint, Qijin is a Wu Clan warrior!"

"Okay, go to the middle, drop your blood in the middle of the array, and then instantly drop a drop in front of each ancestral witch statue, and then continue to drip blood towards the middle of the array, I can't stop until I shout to stop, understand?"

Yang Qijin nodded vigorously and walked up to the formation plate barefoot. The carving knife in his hand slashed at the palm of his hand, and a drop of blood fell in the middle of the array. Yang Qijin quickly threw twelve strokes at the twelve ancestral witch statues, and the twelve drops of blood fell in front of the ancestral witch statues almost at the same time.

All the ancestral witch statues lit up, Yang Qijin's blood was absorbed by the statues, and the array disk also lit up, emitting a gray light.

The light is usually very bright, but this light is very strange, not only is the color strange, but it can also isolate the line of sight, if it weren't for the spiritual power to operate into his eyes, Qiu Ming would not be able to see the scene inside the array.

"Okay, stop dripping blood!" Qiu Ming shouted outside the array.

Yang Qijin quickly clenched his fists, controlling the strength to make the wound heal instantly, and then he looked around blankly, why can't he see Master? Where did this gray mist come from?

Twelve rays of light emanated from the body of the Twelve Ancestral Witch statues, all aimed at Yang Qijin in the middle.

"Hmm~~"

Yang Qijin suddenly felt a heart-piercing pain, this pain, deep into the bone marrow. He tried his best to keep himself from screaming.

Hearing that suppressed voice, Qiu Ming also knew that Yang Qijin must be very painful at this time. In fact, if you faint, you can accept the blessing of the ancestral witch, but you have to get a lot less inheritance.

Now the Twelve Ancestral Witches are passing on their witchcraft to Yang Qijin, and helping Yang Qijin condense his bloodline and evolve towards a higher bloodline.

A tyrannical aura suddenly appeared inside, Qiu Ming's expression was grim, there was a problem with the blessing?

The Twelve Ancestral Witches have long since fallen, at least in this world. However, even if they fell, their remnant souls still existed, otherwise when Carpenter Yang used the formation before, he would not have been blessed.

Could it be that it was because the Twelve Ancestral Witches had fallen, so he arranged the formation like this, and there was a problem? Will Yang Qijin in the deep formation be in danger, should he use the remnant soul of the ancestral witch summoned by the formation to take away?

"Seven catties, hold on, think about your father, remember what you want to protect, don't lose your mind!"

"Ah~~~"

Yang Qijin's voice changed, and he let out a cry of pain, but Qiu Ming couldn't interrupt this formation. This formation was still beyond his expectations, and he calculated that the formation should not be so strong.

The array suddenly emitted a bloody light, and a terrifying aura rose, Qiu Ming quickly pinched his handprints with both hands and quickly cast spells on the surroundings.

The formation in this courtyard has been activated, and this force must be controlled, otherwise this force will explode out, and no one in the tribe will be able to live!

Rumble~~~

A burst of light flashed, and the formation arranged by Qiu Ming instantly shattered, and Qiu Ming himself controlled the spiritual power to block this power.

Burst~~~

Qiu Ming fell to the ground, staggered two steps, and spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth. Xiao Qian appeared beside him and immediately supported him: "Brother Qiu, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Leave me alone, go in and see, how is the seven catties." Qijin is at the center of this power outbreak, Qiu Ming is injured, Qijin shouldn't die, right?

Qiu Ming is very remorseful now, he shouldn't be too anxious to adjust the formation, and he shouldn't let Qi Jin try to get any ancestral blessings again, so that none of this will happen.

He often told others not to be greedy for merit, but now he has forgotten this and made such a big mistake. Not to mention with Carpenter Yang, he can't explain to himself!

"Brother Qiu, what's wrong?" Yang carpenter ran over, looked at the huge pit that appeared in the yard, and looked restless, this is a seven-pound yard!

Qiu Ming was thinking about how to tell Carpenter Yang when he heard Xiao Qian's shout: "Brother Qiu, come here!" ”