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The old blood witch king walked slowly to the backyard, holding a cane in his hand, aggressive, and the tail of the cane struck the bluestone slab, making a dull sound.

Recently, because of Zhang Xiaohu, he has not been in a good mood, and the entourage 'waiter' and 'woman' behind him have opened up a position more than usual, carefully following behind, bowing his head and bending over, staring at the ground with his eyes, and walking lightly and silently.

After the Witch King sat down, the entourage intuitively withdrew from the courtyard, and by the way, the forbidden array was also opened, and a huge light shield slowly rose, enveloping the courtyard inside, and the entire courtyard became silent, there was no human figure, only the old Witch King sat there alone.

Every once in a while, the old blood witch king will come to this courtyard to meditate, the people have long been used to it, not only opened the forbidden array to prevent someone from interfering, people are far away, dare not make a little sound, the last time there was an ignorant guy coughed a few times, the result was a miserable death, peeling the skin 'cramping' the sky lantern, tortured for half a month, now these people, do not want to follow in his footsteps.

The old Blood Witch King sat quietly until there was no one around him, and then he sketched a rune in the air and pressed it on the coffee table next to the chair.

The table tops glowed, and a hidden talisman emerged from the wood, the light and shadow swayed, and the tables and chairs disappeared without a trace, along with the old Blood Witch King.

It's just that from under the ground, there is an extremely faint human voice.

"Father, these witch kings still refuse to make a move" This was the voice of the old blood witch king.

A hoarse voice coughed lightly, old and weak, "Think of a way, if you can't do it, there are only two ways, or you can make more wishes, or you will simply sacrifice them"

"They're Witch Kings"

The Old Blood Witch King was silent for a long time, as if he was thinking about the gains and losses between making a wish and killing him.

The old voice said that the witch kings were going to be sacrificed, as if they were not at all alarmed or surprised.

"So what?"

The old man's voice was a little angry, his voice became much louder, and it became sharper, "In order to prolong his life and advance, this king has to turn to the blood witch, just in this dark place, this king has stayed for more than two hundred years, and this king has had enough."

Finally, there is hope now, one by one still pushes and dodges, the reason why we want to come out, they only care about profits, is not that they are younger, there is capital to consume, since this is the case, then don't blame us for being ruthless, to be honest, this king has always wanted to drink the blood of the witch king

Just thinking about it makes people 'excited', the Witch King's 'essence' blood, perhaps, he can be worth more than 100,000 blood pills refined by mortals, maybe he doesn't need to sacrifice them all, if there are two or three, our father and son can meet all the needs of promotion."

There was no sound in the courtyard, as if the two of them had disappeared, the old voice did not speak again, and the old blood witch king was silent.

After a long time, the old voice said lightly, "Count it, your time is about the same, if you don't want to be like me, hide here and survive, then work hard, or give up those things outside the body, organize the people and horses, and recapture the boundary stone, or find a way to coax the witch king over one by one, with our two fathers and sons, maybe, the witch king's 'essence' blood effect is better than the migration."

After a moment of silence, the old Blood Witch King whispered, and the voice came through the ground, indistinct, and could not be heard too clearly.

A faint light flashed, and the old blood witch king reappeared in front of him along with the table and chairs, the ground was neat, and it was impossible to see where the passage was, and the table top returned to its original appearance, and the talisman array disappeared, only the clear wood grain remained.

The old blood witch king was silent for a long time, and finally got up and walked out slowly with a cane, using a crutch on a mechanism at the courtyard 'door', the shrouded forbidden array was retracted, the light mask dissipated, and the entourage 'servant' and 'woman' who were waiting in the distance rushed over like a gust of wind, followed behind the witch king, and gradually moved away.

The courtyard was empty, the courtyard 'door' was tightly closed, and there was a death-like silence inside, even the chirping of insects, there was no here, closer, there was a kind of 'yin' cold breath that eroded into the heart, for a long time, no one dared to come alone, even if it was close, no one wanted to.

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In the forbidden land, on an empty wilderness, flying sand and rocks, smoke and dust filled, and the earth continued to shake, as if the earth was shattered by a mountain and the universe was overturned.

Two voices confronted each other in the gray sand, one of which seemed incomparably large, and the other much smaller, but no matter how huge or small, they were all on top of each other.

Zhang Xiaohu was wearing a vest, 'exposing' his thick and strong arms, with large muscles and 'flesh' bulging, and his arms and feet were as thick as his big legs.

The silver-white 'colored' vest is dotted with pieces of silver light, and from a distance, it looks like fish scales flashing.

On both arms, as the strength gradually increased, the runes hidden in the body gradually lit up and appeared from the skin.

The green tendons between Zhang Xiaohu's hands jumped up, and they were extremely thick, like a cyan 'colored' rope tied to his hand.

In front of him, a bison more than five meters long was now red-eyed, with a nose constantly spewing out, its front hooves bent, its head rushing down, and it kept screaming at him.

Whether it is a bison or Zhang Xiaohu, under their feet or under their hooves, there is a faint layer of light shrouded, as if they are stepping on the earth, but in fact, there is still a little distance from the ground that is not a hair's hair.

The soles of the feet stepped on it, and the infinite power overflowed from here, conducting to the ground, and the huge cracks, centered on the soles of the feet and hooves, continued to extend in all directions, and the ground continued to shake, and the sand and stones danced happily.

Of course, the bison is not an ordinary bison, as far as Zhang Xiaohu is now successfully drawn with runes, and he is in the middle stage of the transformation of the gods, he doesn't even have to think about it, this is a demon emperor, and only the demon emperor can be worthy of the brute strength of this body.

The power witch rune is successful, of course, you need to verify your strength.

Zhang Xiaohu searched for many days, and then found a stupid cow in the forbidden land.

The reason why it is said to be stupid is because of such a fight, there have been several fights between the two, and it is obvious that Zhang Xiaohu is a little out of water, but this bison is rough skinned and has a thick memory of "sex", and the next day he forgot about it, continued to come to the old place, and then continued to fight like this.

Xiang'er sat in front of an old tree a few miles away, with all kinds of spiritual grass melons and fruits in front of her, and there were many times such fights, and she had already regarded this as an outing.

Xiao Bai held the spirit fruit and gnawed non-stop, occasionally he would look at the side of the fight, for it, fighting is not fun, far from catching up with the good of a full meal, I can't understand, how can this violent maniac master like to fight with people so much.

The big eyes smiled like two crescent moons, Xiang'er wanted to laugh every time she saw the wrestling between the two, okay, the two didn't compare anything, and they began to fight with brute force as soon as they got on the field, which would laugh to death if they said it.

So that's a stupid cow.

There were a few rounds of fighting on the first day, and when they met on the second day, they began to look like this, bowing their heads and corners as soon as they met, Zhang Xiaohu didn't have to bother to get the best sparring partner.

Xiang'er has also finished drawing the runes, and Zhang Xiaohu is there, and all the positions are set accurately for her.

Although it was inconvenient to help her paint it by herself, as a master of refining, Xiang'er was easy for her to use the runes, and there was no danger, and all the runes were painted on her body, which made Yun'er, the only little audience around her, widen her eyes and drool.

After learning the news, the white clothes were even more unbearable, completely shocked, and did not speak for a long time.

To say that Zhang Xiaohu is a great cultivator of the gods, equivalent to the level of a witch king, he drew the power witch rune from scratch, and the few people in white never thought that it would be unsuccessful, even if they used the original rune, they also had great confidence, after all, in their eyes, Zhang Xiaohu was too powerful, he was simply omnipotent.

However, even Xiang'er, who was at the same level as them, succeeded, which made several people feel incredible.

Doesn't it mean that no one has ever succeeded? Doesn't it mean that you need to be very qualified?

Bai Yi suddenly understood one thing, that is, how precious the kung fu they had learned, I am afraid that it was this kung fu that made this impossible possible.

When Zhang Xiaohu went out to find the Demon Emperor for trial, the ape green red elephant stayed in the valley every day, constantly discussing the possible 'sex' of washing away the runes.

Wash away the runes, at the beginning of cultivation, or when the drawing is wrong, someone does this, of course, the cost will be very high, so high that they would rather give up, and no one will do it, but after cultivating the Great Witch, they still want to wash it and start over, and they are the first people in the history of the Great Witch.

The rune combination is the most powerful inheritance in the entire Great Witch, but after seeing Zhang Xiaohu draw the original rune, they can't sit still anymore, especially after knowing that this rune has increased Zhang Xiaohu's strength by at least nearly double, they can't do it at all.

Bai Yi is practicing the exercises hard, since Xiang'er can succeed, as long as he reaches this height, he should also be able to draw the power witch rune.

No one will dislike their own strength, they didn't draw runes before, that is between the power witch and the white witch are two routes, one is to require strong physical qualifications, the other is to require strong witchcraft qualifications, two non-intersecting routes, here, for the first time, there is the possibility of 'intersection', and Bai Yi is constantly working hard for this possibility.

Zhang Xiaohu's face was covered with sweat, and one by one he rolled down and fell into countless fine particles on the ground.

Even if he successfully advanced to the level in the forbidden land, even if he successfully drew runes, there was already a difference in strength between humans and demon beasts, especially this kind of bison, which has always been known for brute strength, under the same realm, Zhang Xiaohu's strength could not be cheapened.

The sole of the foot took half a step back, and the retreating ball of the foot fell to the ground, unloading endless power.

The ground made a muffled sound as if it had been bombarded with a giant hammer, and the sound rolled beneath the ground, as if a beast was roaring below.