Chapter 279: Lord of the Ancient Witch Clan, Ancestral Witch!

When Huai Zhi'an learned some secrets about the ancient Wu Clan's mausoleum from Qing Ying, he no longer hesitated and stepped directly into the valley.

Between the changes of heaven and earth, Huai Zhi'an seemed to have come to another world.

The sun, moon and stars all cross the sky, gorgeous and dazzling!

The fog dissipated, and it was pitch black at first, and the craggy stone cliff was infinitely tall, full of breathtaking momentum, and was reflected in Huaizhi'an Tongkong in an unparalleled attitude.

Three thousand miles of black stone rock cliffs, endless, countless soul flags are inserted all over, and the soul flags are written with the unique words of the ancient witch clan.

The wind rises, the flag moves!

Huai Zhi'an couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

I don't know if it's because of thousands of years of soul flags, or if this mausoleum is like this, every rock and cliff here is filled with the unique charm of the ancient witch clan!

The Wu clan can manipulate feng shui, thunder and lightning, reclaim the sea and move mountains, change the heavens and the earth, believe that all things have spirits, and can also communicate with all things, so when the ancestral witch dies, he incarnates this heaven and earth, and in the mausoleum built by the entire Wu clan, there will be such a strong remnant of the Wu clan's spiritual charm!

Each soul banner represents an ancient witch clan buried here, and on these three thousand miles of black stone cliffs, there are countless soul flags fluttering densely!

Weird and solemn!

The bloodline contract in Huaizhi Anxin Lake suddenly trembled, and there was a change.

A divine light emanated from the bloodline contract, passing through Huai Zhi'an's eyes.

When Huai Zhi'an opened his eyes again, there were no soul flags in front of him, only corpses!

The corpses were all tall and tall, each and every one of them, both men and women, as tall as two people, dressed in a service that did not belong to this era, simple and gorgeous, thousands of them, of all ages, sitting cross-legged!

From Huai Zhi'an's body to spread all over the three thousand miles of black stone cliffs, their skin is different from today's human race, although it is a little dark, but the surface of the skin has a pale that cannot be erased by time.

The corpses had their eyes closed and their bodies stiffened, and they had been dead for an unknown number of years......

The mystery from the ability of the fish and the drought fish washed Huai Zhi'an's eyes, just one glance, countless corpses, and then in the blink of an eye, the divine light dissipated, a large number of corpses disappeared, everything returned to its original state, countless soul flags were inserted obliquely on the stone cliff, fluttering silently with the wind!

Only at a glance, but this completely unexpected vision completely shocked Huai Zhi'an, making him a little dazed.

Under every soul flag, there is the corpse of an ancient witch clan buried!

At the same time, at the end of the three thousand miles of black stone cliffs, a pitch-black building complex suddenly appeared, all the buildings are all the same color, solemn, above the building complex, the ghost qi and yin qi condensed into clouds, covering the sky and the sun, the momentum is terrifying!

The soul flags rise with the wind, and they seem to be worshipping in that direction!

Huai Zhi'an raised his head and realized in his heart, it seemed that there was the burial place of the ancestral witch.

"If you're not here, that guy won't go in directly, will you?"

Huai Zhi'an's sword intent swept in all directions, but he didn't find Wu Bo's figure, and with the help of the connection with Yu Wei's bloodline contract, he vaguely noticed that Yu Wei was in the direction of the pitch-black building complex at this time.

But there seemed to be some interference in the complex, and even the connection of the bloodline contract had been weakened countless times.

"It's not going to go on like this......"

Huai Zhi'an let out a sigh.

He could vaguely guess Yu Wei's plan, which was very bold and dangerous.

But it is also the danger, so he must firmly grasp the situation in his hands, only in this way can he forcibly pull Yu Wei back in the irreparable situation!

It's just that just as Huai Zhi'an was about to leave for the pitch-black complex, the ground under his feet shook at this moment.

Sudden mutation!

The stars in the sky shattered, and a huge and hideous dragon head drilled out of it, and then shook its head and tail and rose to the sky, turning into a thousand-zhang long black dragon, with black scales, a broken horn on the top of the head, four claws under the abdomen, and a swaying body, a vast corpse qi appeared out of thin air, turning into a black cloud, covering the sky and the sun!

On the other side, a black shadow jumped onto the edge of the cliff!

The huge three-legged giant clam like a mountain is entrenched on the edge of the cliff, opening its mouth to swallow the clouds and mist, the frogs are roaring and exploding, and the terrifying and terrifying breath stirs the sky!

Between opening his mouth and swallowing, even the divine light of the sun, moon and stars in the sky seemed to be swallowed by it. )

Chapter 279: Lord of the Ancient Witch Clan, Ancestral Witch!

In a moment, the sky is dark!

Finally, there is a silver wolf sitting on the moon, looking up to the sky and howling!

The hair flutters with the wind, and the silver wolf with sharp claws on all four limbs is entrenched in the moonlight, looking up to the sky and roaring, and the silver moon in the sky suddenly turns into a round of ink moon.

The three ancient fierce beasts whose realm was comparable to the overhaul of the Vientiane Realm were now looking at Huai Zhi'an with undisguised killing intent in their eyes!

Huai Zhi'an didn't know these demon beasts, but he also realized that these fierce beasts with extremely strong aura seemed to exist as tomb keepers.

Even if you die, you will protect the mausoleum for thousands of years!

"I said I'm a good person, come and catch the grave robber inside, can you get way?" Huai Zhi'an had the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow out of the sheath around his waist and asked casually.

And Mo Jiao, the three-legged fierce clam, and the last Eternal Night Silver Wolf have been dead for countless years, so they naturally won't answer Huai Zhi'an's question.

Their duty is only to wipe out all outsiders who don't have a key!

"It doesn't seem like there's anything to talk about."

Huai Zhi'an shrugged his shoulders, raised his sword in his bare hands, and the crisp and melodious sound of the sword groan echoed on the three-thousand-mile black stone cliff!

The sword light rippled, and the sword intent burst out instantly!

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In the pitch-black building complex in the depths of the world, Wu Bo, who was holding the ghost pestle of the Northern Yin Division, heard the movement behind him and smiled slightly, knowing that Huai Zhi'an was behind, and he didn't care.

When he arrived here, he had no one to stop him with the key in hand, but Huai Zhi'an had to face the obstacles set up by the ancestral witch and the entire ancient witch clan here!

Wu Bo looked left and right, and what he saw was a black and gold wall, withered railings and jade pillars, and as far as the eye could see, everything in this magnificent building complex was made of the best materials, even the most inconspicuous black stone slabs on the ground, and the inside was hidden Dao patterns, which were connected with everything around them......

Different from the strange and dead place of the outside world, this building complex is not cold, nor is there the kind of dead silence that penetrates into the bone marrow, but it is like an ordinary nine-story building, with eaves and columns, no decoration, tiled windows, and all extremely rustic......

Looking up at the place of the main seat in the complex, there is the deepest night in the world, and it is there that it is exuding a terrifying, hairy bursts of death!

As soon as Wu Bo took a step closer, the rich dead aura instantly pounced on him like a poisonous snake.

Caught off guard, Wu Bo's right arm was stained with a bit of dead air.

In an instant, Wu Bo's face changed abruptly, and he didn't want to think about it, so he turned his left hand into a knife and directly cut off his right arm!

His right arm fell to the ground, and in an instant, it was devoured by death qi at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his flesh withered, as if he had been dead for thousands of years, without the slightest life!

Wu Bo hurriedly took a pill of the best elixir and reborn his severed limbs, and there was not much trouble.

But when he looked at the place in front of him that was shrouded in death, there was already a thick color of jealousy in his eyes.

Wu Bo thought for a moment and raised the jade ring in his hand.

The jade ring bloomed with light, and under the light of the jade, the shadow gradually dissipated, like the rising sun, dispelling the darkness of the night.

Under the shadows, a three-thousand-zhang tall nine-story black tower hangs at the end of the world!

Wu Bo took a deep breath and stepped forward again, this time without the dead air.

Walking all the way to the tower, with a gentle push, the door opened silently, and the inside was empty, except for the corner, a staircase leading to the top was very conspicuous.

Wu Bo walked up the stairs, the second floor was still empty, all the way to the top floor, only to see that in the center of the empty floor, there was a shadow in a simple dark red robe.

The woman was tall, even taller and taller than ordinary Wu people, but she was not bloated at all, but under the cover of the dark red robe, there was a sense of grace and luxury.

Qianying's eyes were lowered, she was extremely beautiful, she wore a forehead inlaid with rubies, her expression was peaceful, and her biggest feature was that she had a soft face, which seemed to be a gentle person.

At the first sight of this person, a thought came to Wu Bo's heart out of thin air, as if it was a deep-rooted truth that could not be refuted.

This is the Lord of the Ancient Witch Clan, the Ancestral Witch!

Chapter 279: Lord of the Ancient Witch Clan, Ancestral Witch!