At the beginning of the morning, Qilitong completely changed, and no one knew that the Miao people who had happened in a corner of the southern border had experienced last night's miserable bloody night. br>

Of course, for the simple Miao people in Qilitong, this is an unforgettable night, relatives and friends were mutilated by demons, as far as the eye can see, there are all the cold and broken corpses of the deceased, what a tragic word!

"Woo......

Some people cry miserably, the voice is desperate and mournful, lingering in the entire Qilitong, the simple mountain village of the past is no longer there at this time, there are few familiar old people left, plus the children and women who hid in the cave in advance by the patriarch, and now there are less than one percent of the survivors, which is the misfortune of the entire ethnic group, and even in a sense, the Miao tribe can be regarded as suffering from the disaster of extermination.

"Ahem!"

A violent cough sounded from halfway up the mountain, and a rickety, old figure struggled to sit up, but finally his face turned pale, beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead, and he fell to the ground again.

"The Great Priest!"

Some Miao people exclaimed, last night the demons attacked, and the big sacrifice can be described as the hope of the entire ethnic group, and protected the last wisp of blood of the entire Miao tribe with its old and thin figure!

After the black jade bone staff was robbed, the high priest was already seriously injured, and when the demons danced wildly, the great wizard still struggled to stand up, consumed his life potential, and killed countless demons.

It can be said that if there was no great wizard last night, there would definitely not be any living people in the entire Qilitong at this time.

So at this time, the living people worship and respect this old man and the patron saint of this race to the extreme.

This awesome old man, the Great Sacrifice, must not have an accident.

"High priest, are you alright?"

With a crying voice, everyone ran towards the platform where the high priest was located.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

A series of violent coughing sounds sounded, and the high priest was bleeding at this time, and his wrinkled face looked sallow, like a person who was about to die, and it was extremely miserable.

"Ahem...... I...... Ahem...... It's okay......

The Great Wizard spoke, and there was a thick exhaustion in the old man's voice, just a few words, and it was extremely laborious to say, which showed that he had consumed too much last night, and overdrawn his life potential.

"Woo...... The great priest, the patriarch is gone!"

Some people mourned and cried, last night the patriarch took the lead in fighting the demons, and was torn to pieces by the demons, and at this time he couldn't even find the whole corpse.

How could the Great Wizard not know about this, at this time, he could only keep his sadness in his heart, and he had more important things to do.

The black jade bone staff was snatched away by the demons, and the demons in the 100,000 mountains are about to be resurrected and return, and there will definitely be a catastrophe in the world at that time.

At this time, he must lead the surviving people to live, waiting for the witch god to come and sweep away the darkness of the world.

But according to his current state, his life potential is seriously overdrawn, can he wait until the day when the legendary gods come?

The Great Wizard was full of sorrow and hope to meet the greatest god of legend in person, but could this wish come true now?

As the supreme belief of the ancient witch tribe and the god of myths and legends, every descendant of the witch clan is full of admiration for him, and the great wizard is naturally no exception.

Even as a rare inheritor of witchcraft in the world, the witch god is a kind of spiritual sustenance for the great wizard, the entire ancient witch clan for endless years, day by day, month by month, perseverance, after thousands of years, finally in this life to wait for the ancient gods to come to the world, this is the fortune of all the clans in this world.

But just when the gods came, when the glory of the witch god was about to shine on the world, he was in his last years and couldn't hold on for long, how could this not be a pity?

Even, the fog of immortality that has plagued the world for thousands of years may also be broken and unraveled in this life, as a great wizard who has practiced for hundreds of years, at this time, it is about to pass away, dust to dust, dust to dust, earth to earth, which has to make his heart extremely bitter.

However, looking at the clansmen rushing towards him in front of him, they all looked worried and concerned, the Great Wizard

But he could only sigh heavily.

Last night, he consumed his life potential to protect his people, and he has no regrets!

"Maybe this is the darkness before dawn?"

The Great Wizard sighed slightly, his face showed a look of hope, looking at the sun slowly rising in the distance, only to see the bright sun falling, dispelling the last ray of darkness between heaven and earth, bringing endless warmth to the world.

"Witch God bless, Witch God bless!"

The Great Wizard muttered to himself, tears sliding down the corners of his eyes, mixed with blood stains on his face, and he looked depressed and old at this time, which made his heart clog.

100,000 mountains, on the cliffs in front of the Black Forest.

At this moment, Xu Zifan's body is full of magical power, and the strange aura is permeated, and the other has reappeared in his hands with the witchcraft that has disappeared from the world for thousands of years.

He had been in this place for months, and during that time he had been immersed in the mystical sorcery of witchcraft, unaware of what was happening in the outside world.

Witchcraft was different from any other method he had practiced before, it was profound and strange at the same time, opening another door to his cultivation path and allowing him to see different and beautiful scenery.

Witchcraft is a spell that is performed based on witchcraft, but what is witchcraft?

Through the past few months of practice, Xu Zifan has probably concluded that the so-called witch power involves the soul, the principle of the prosperity of heaven and man, and the way of decline.

People are born, old, sick and die, grass, trees, poultry and livestock are also born, old, sick and dead, and even heaven and earth are born, old, sick and dead.

Witchcraft is the power that is gathered by intercepting the rise and fall of all things, and this power is the most strange and unpredictable, and it is impossible to prevent it.

Moreover, unlike the cultivation of the true cultivation of the Dao, the cultivation of the true cultivation of the Dao focuses on refining qi, so the cultivator is also called the Qi Refiner, and the practice of witchcraft is mainly based on condensing the witch seal and carving it on the body.

Those who condense the thirty-three witch seals are sorcerers, those who condense one hundred and eight witch seals are sorcerers, and those who condense three hundred and sixty witch seals are witch saints, which is the method of dividing the witchcraft realm of the ancient witch clan in this world.

At this moment, Xu Zifan recalled the breath of the great wizard of Qilitong, and it could be roughly estimated that the great wizard almost condensed more than two witch seals.

The comprehensive combat power of the Great Wizard is equivalent to the Qing Realm in Middle Earth, as for whether the Witch Saint has reached the Taiqing Realm, Xu Zifan also has some guesses.

There was a stunningly talented woman among the ancient witches of this world, that is, Linglong Niangniang thousands of years ago, and she was also the maker of the beast god.

According to records, this lady was full of witch power, reaching the peak of the peak, and her witchcraft realm reached the realm of witchcraft.

And Linglong Niangniang, her combat power started too clear, so it can be seen that the so-called witch saint realm is the target of the Taiqing realm of Middle Earth.

As for the realm of the witch saint, it is unknown, the ancient witch clan records, can achieve the witch saint, there is no one in the ages, as for the witch saint after what kind of scenery, this is simply unimaginable, maybe there is a legend of the witch god, but this realm is also a legend in the ancient witch clan, no one can say whether it is true or false.

In fact, even in the Middle Earth Cultivation Realm, the Taiqing Realm is a legend, and as for the realm after the Taiqing Realm, no one knows at all.

At this moment, the reddish light in Xu Zifan's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand slightly, only to see a series of black marks in his hands that were extremely strange as ghost painting talismans floating and flashing, looking ups and downs, disillusioned.

In addition, there are also countless marks on his body, dense, flowing with an inexplicable aura, which looks weird and terrifying.

These marks are the witch seals that Xu Zifan has obtained from sitting in the penance for the past few months, and they are the purest condensation of witch power, with a total of 486 seals, far beyond the great wizards, and have already reached the realm of witch saints.

This kind of cultivation progress can be said to be rare in ancient times, at least in this world, no one in the records of the ancient witch clan can compare to it.

And Xu Zifan's cultivation of witchcraft has such a speed, which is nothing more than three points.

The first point is that at this time, under the influence of the tower-shaped alien fruit in the sea of knowledge, Xu Zifan has a superb understanding and unparalleled talent, far exceeding the so-called geniuses in the world.

Of course, the tower-shaped heterocarpus has also consumed a lot in these months, and there are only four layers left at this time.

The second point is that because the practice of witchcraft involves the divine soul, and Xu Zifan's original spirit is condensed, and the divine soul is extremely powerful, which can be said to be unparalleled in the world, so in the way of witchcraft cultivation, it is natural to travel thousands of miles a day, and the entry is extremely amazing.

As for the third point, it is the most important reason, it is precisely because of the method of condensing the magic power in the Heaven and Earth Harmony Blood Spell, and the magic power condensed by using the Heaven and Earth Harmony Blood Spell is not only majestic and vast, but also extremely pure.

It is precisely because of these three reasons that Xu Zifan can achieve a realm that others may not be able to achieve in a few months.

"When it comes to witchcraft alone, I wonder if I can compete with Linglong Niangniang or the beast god at this time?"

Xu Zifan thought in his heart, at this moment, he was full of witchcraft and mystery, and he had been practicing penance for several months, so that his sorcery attainments alone were not weaker than the achievements he had achieved in refining qi, and even surpassed.

In the past few months, he has cultivated a lot, so that his own comprehensive strength has improved a lot again, especially the means of resisting the enemy, which is countless times richer than before, and in terms of witchcraft cultivation alone, he thinks that he is not weaker than Linglong Niangniang a thousand years ago, and his comprehensive strength is definitely far beyond his people.

At this moment, Xu Zifan's eyes were shining, at this time, he could definitely run rampant in this world, even if the Qingyunmen Qingye Patriarch was resurrected and controlled the Zhuxian Sword Formation, he could be fearless, and he could even win in a battle.

"At this time, the strength may be able to return to the earth world, right?"

Xu Zifan clenched one palm of his hand, visible to the naked eye, between his fingers, black electric light as thin as a hair crackled, and there were circles of black ripples visible to the naked eye with his palm, with his fist as the center, spreading out in all directions, as if the entire void was rippling with the power of his grip.

"Boom!"

The surrounding stone walls were touched by black ripples, and they cracked instantly, and the whole cave shook even more, and a huge stone fell, but it was about to collapse.

And at this moment, the talisman seal around Xu Zifan flickered, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a black light smoke and shot out from the cave.

The next moment, in front of the cliff, the black light smoke transformed, Xu Zifan's figure manifested and stood in the air, and behind him, with a loud bang, smoke and dust rose into the sky, but the cave completely collapsed.