The leader of the Ancient Witch God Cult, the Wu Xing clan.

The legendary martial arts king, the real martial king powerhouse!

Not only has he mastered the power of nature, but he has also inherited the Taoist system of the ancient witch god cult, and his strength is very strong.

In the entire martial arts world, the Wu Xing clan is definitely a legend!

At this time, Wu Xing's strange steps and fierce aura solidified under his feet.

With every step he took, the congregation followed him, shouting ancient scales.

In the whole valley, all the reverberators are the soul-seducing sounds.

The drowsy, disoriented, manic sound was powerful.

Not only ordinary martial arts powerhouses, but even martial arts grandmasters can't stand it!

Under the martial arts master, all his limbs could not move, and his body was sluggish, and everyone was amazed.

"How can this be, my hand...... I didn't listen to the call......"

"I ...... I...... I can't control myself anymore......"

The panicked cries resounded through the valley, not only the major martial arts families watching the ceremony, but even the invincible sect up and down, also appeared, such a terrifying situation.

Sun Siyuan and Cao Zhidao, looking at each other, took the lead and joined forces to kill Wu Xing's clan.

The old voice of chanting is really unusual, it is the ancient witch god sect, the soul of the soul that has been passed down for many years.

Even if the Martial Dao Venerable can fight against the sound of soul hooking, his body will not completely stagnate, but it will still be affected.

This is also the reason why Sun Siyuan and Cao Zhidao are rushing to attack, they have realized that if they don't defeat the Wu Xing clan as soon as possible, all of them will become live targets.

"Kill!"

The two martial arts forces together, and there seems to be a momentum of splitting the mountain, and everyone is like it, caught in a storm.

"What a horrible attack!"

Everyone was amazed, and looked at Sun Siyuan and Cao Zhidao in astonishment, and they were frozen in the air.

Wu Xing still walked slowly and leisurely, as if he had done nothing.

His body looked extremely weak, but the effect it could bring shook the audience.

He didn't do anything, he just kept chanting, and the sound of hooking the soul made the two great martial artists unable to move.

The body can't move, it's as strong as Wuzun, and it's also fish and meat, only the part that is ravaged!

"I'm going to rip your chest open!"

"I'm going to smash your brain!"

Wu Xing finally walked in front of the invincible gate, looking at the air, the two martial artists who couldn't move, let out a weird guttural sound, which sounded extremely terrifying.

And the moment he spoke, his arrogant momentum made everyone feel the fear from the depths of their souls.

Everyone's bodies are only shivering and trembling!

"Die!"

Say kill and kill, or in the face of the two great martial venerables, the terrifying ability of the Wu Xing clan has finally been shown!

He jumped up ghostly, like a lewd little old man, with big withered hands, like huge white bone claws stretched out from hell.

Sun Siyuan Cao Zhidao, tried his best, but he had no power to resist.

The cracking sound was close to my ears, and the big hands like white bones shattered into countless powders on the spot.

Click!

Bang!

The continuous roar makes people completely confused.

The lightning-fast battle changes are even more unimaginable!

It seems that Wu Xing's clan wants to catch the two martial artists, but the final result is that he himself is like a broken arm.

The little old man was slapped down from the sky.

If it weren't for his strength, Wu Xing would probably have to make a fool of himself on the spot.

"What kind of person, so bold, looking for death?"

The Wu Xing clan has been crisscrossing the southwest for many years, and I don't know how many strong people have been pinched to death in their hands.

Martial Venerable, in the eyes of the Wu Xing clan, is like an ant!

Even if it's Cao Zhidao, a strong man who has awakened the power of nature, still can't fight against him!

But Wu Xing's family, how could he believe that someone didn't even need to show his face to hit himself hard?

His angry face was full of shock and mania, and his injured left arm was actually broken!

It's just a one-move exchange, just a blink of an eye, and Wu Xing's clan seems to be decades old!

Originally, the Wu Xing clan looked like dry bones!

A withered wreckage with terrifying abilities, but at the moment its aura is chaotic.

"A mere martial king, who has cultivated a little bit of the means of ancient witch and divine dao, dares to be presumptuous in front of this seat?"

The grand voice, like the instructions of the gods, shook everyone's heart!

Everyone looked back in a hurry, and their bodies finally had a little strength to move, and they saw the dragon bamboo chariot, which slowly rose up, extremely majestic.

Sun Siyuan and Cao Zhidao, the two great martial venerables, resumed their normal actions at the same time, and immediately knelt on the ground and shouted master!

"I'm not strong enough to disgrace my master!"

"Ask the master to punish him!"

The dragon bamboo chariot flew up slowly, and in the originally mysterious valley, it was even more magical.

Wu Xing snorted violently and scolded, "Where did you come from, a dog mongrel, pretending to be a god and a ghost, in front of the sect leader, let out a big word, the ancient witch Shinto, you can judge, can you accuse at will?

"The ancient witch and god is the starting point of the inheritance of Chinese Taoism? Hahaha, this is the biggest joke I've heard in this life. ”

Xuanyuan Invincible finally revealed the appearance of the deity, he smiled faintly, put his hands behind his back, stood proudly in the air, condescendingly, looking at Wu Xing's clan, looking at everyone.

His towering god-like temperament shone like the sun shining on everyone.

The places that were penetrated by his gaze were all fatherly care and gaze, which made people want to bow down and bow down three times and bow nine times!

He looked at Wu Xing and said indifferently, "Wu Shendao, hehe, it's not enough!"

"Ignorant fool, you actually blasphemed my ancient witch god!"

"The witch god will definitely punish, you idiot who doesn't know the height of the sky!"

To blaspheme the ancient witch god is to slander the witch clan and the ancient witch god cult.

At this moment, not only the Wu Xing clan was extremely angry, but the entire Wu God Sect, all the sect members, were also boiling.

They chanted in unison, ancient mystical scales.

The power that controlled the mind once again permeated the audience.

Wu Xing's arrogant roar and mutilated broken arm were actually reborn in blood and reborn.

His majestic body was constantly expanding and full, constantly revealing strength and wonder.

Originally, Wu Xing's clan looked like a withered little old man, thin as white bones, but now it has gradually become bigger and stronger, and a powerful aura is raging in every angle of the audience.

His astonishing expansion, terrifying blood and qi churning and flying, a human being, at this moment, seems to have the power of a god!

"Resurrection Blood Technique ......"

"Ancient Witch Shinto Secret Techniques!"

"Hide your life's cultivation and essence into your body, and release it at a critical moment!"

"This kind of blood rejuvenation technique can not only prolong life and hide strength, but also avoid the erosion of time......

"Look, Wu Xing...... Oh my god, isn't he over two hundred years old?"

"Now it looks like he's not even twenty years old!"

A young and strong sturdy man with white hair and a shawl, powerful and terrifying!

That's the Wu Xing Clan, the real state!

That's the king of martial arts, the ability of perverts!

That's the ancient witch Shinto, the secret art of defying the sky!