Jiuli Chen's soldiers invaded, dug into the mountains, touched the nine shadows, the yin qi gushed, injured hundreds of soldiers, and got the crystal remains in the cave, called the crystal of the nine shadows, forged it with the combination of dark iron, into an axe body, Pei Chi especially fought for thousands of miles, and ordered it in the name of Jiuli.

——— "Divine Soldiers: Jiuli Axe"

"Buzz!"

The Lingshuang Sword let out a crisp sword sound.

Yu Xi's eyes were firmly fixed on the old man in front of him who seemed to be harmless to humans and animals.

Although the old man's body did not fluctuate at all, as the actual controller of the Witch God Sect, his power would not be much weaker than that of her master.

Besides, they are now in the temple of the Witch God Cult, and they don't know what kind of arrangement they will have here.

"Haha, don't be nervous about the two little friends."

Seeing Luo Mingzhang and Yu Xi as if they were facing great enemies, the old man said with a smile.

"The Gu Master among the Four Evils in Southern Xinjiang has nothing to do with our Wu Clan, the reason why I know about Mingyu Zhenren is because when Xiaoyou was showing his might, Wu Li and I noticed the fluctuation of qi and went to investigate, we were far away at that time, so you didn't sense us."

When Yu Xi heard this, he said coldly:

"As far as I know, Gu art is unique to the Southern Xinjiang Wu Clan, and the Great Elder said that the Gu Master has nothing to do with your Wu Clan, which seems unconvincing."

She heard from her master that when Ming Yuzi faced the Six Immortals in the Northeast and the Four Evils in Southern Xinjiang, she was also a fifth-order cultivator.

With the power of one person, he killed ten monks of the same rank, which shows the danger of that battle.

There is something heartwarming about Luo Mingzhang's body.

She had already linked the Gu Master to the Witch Clan, so she made no secret of her hostility.

"If you dig deeper into the roots, it can't be said that it doesn't matter at all."

Wu Xian sat on the ground in front of the statue of the god of war, his body wide open, full of flaws.

He was expressing himself in this way with no ill intent.

"Are you interested in listening to my old man's chatter?"

Luo Mingzhang looked at the old man's appearance, walked in front of him, and sat down as well.

"Then let's sit down together and listen to the Great Elder tell the story."

He beckoned to Yu Xi.

"If Great Elder Wuxian wants to be unfavorable to us, it doesn't make much difference if we don't resist or not."

When Yu Xi heard this, he also gathered his sword intent and sat next to Luo Mingzhang.

"Yuexi, you go get some tea and fruits."

The old man said to Wu Yuexi.

"In the battle of Zhuolu in ancient times, the two little friends must be no strangers to each other."

After Wu Yuexi turned to leave, Wu Xian looked at the two of them:

"This is a secret that has been passed down from generation to generation, and it all started thousands of years ago."

The old man's desolate voice seemed to be able to bring people into the ancient wilderness.

"The ancestor of our Wu clan is the god of war Chi You who once competed with the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, our Wu clan was originally called the Jiuli tribe, the battle of Zhuolu, after the defeat of our clan, there are different opinions about the ending of the leader Chi You, some say that he was subdued by the Yellow Emperor, attached to the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, Yu Taishan drove for him, and it is also said that he was defeated and captured, and beheaded for the Yellow Emperor......"

However, the truth is that the artifact in Chi You's hand, the Jiuli Axe, is refined from the crystals of the Nine Shadows Leyline, and is the only existence among the ancient artifacts that can compete with the Xuanyuan Sword.

After Chi You led the Jiuli tribe to defeat the Yellow Emperor, he was not willing to fail, and used the Jiuli axe as a guide to lead the Jiuli evil qi into the body, demonizing his own body, and at the same time demonizing it, there were a total of eighty-one people in the remnants of the Zhuolu battlefield.

The sudden appearance of the Nine Gloomy Evil Qi made the Zhuolu battlefield dark for a while, flying sand and rocks.

The Yellow Emperor's army was in chaos, and the demonized Chi You and his eighty-one people were not only not affected in the Nine Evil Spirits, but their strength increased greatly, and they directly defeated the Xuanyuan tribe.

After that, the Yan and Huang clans joined forces, and with the help of many forces, they finally defeated Chiyou.

In order to prevent the demonized Chi You's body from changing into chaos and causing trouble to the world, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor and the ancient power beheaded his body into six parts and sealed it in six secret places in the land of Shenzhou.

After the defeat of Jiuli, in order to continue the ethnic group, the people of the Great Wu Leader in the clan belonged to the Yanhuang tribe, and after that, they migrated several times and came to southern Xinjiang and became the current Wu tribe. We took the god of war before the demonization as the totem ancestral spirit, and then gradually formed a witch god cult with the god of war as the main god and the ten witches of Lingshan as the auxiliary gods. ”

The old man's eyes revealed a complicated look, and he continued.

"And the soldiers who survived in the battle of Zhuolu, and a small number of Jiuli people, think that the demonized Chiyou is extremely brave, and its power is the embodiment of the true gods, for thousands of years they still call themselves the Jiuli tribe, they take the demonized soldier master Chiyou as the most divine faith, and its demonized eighty-one soldiers are the totem beliefs of the auxiliary gods, they believe that we are traitors who betrayed the Jiuli clan and the soldier master Chiyou, and the grievances between our two have been running through thousands of years......"

At this time, Wu Xian returned to his original calm appearance, he looked at Luo Mingzhang and Yu Xi and smiled:

"Okay, the story is over, and the two little friends are still satisfied."

"You're saying that Gu Master belongs to the Jiuli Clan?"

Luo Mingzhang asked.

Wu Xian nodded:

"Our Wu clan and the Jiuli clan are of the same lineage, and we have the same cultivation system. In fact, that Gu Master has been a disaster in Southern Xinjiang for a long time, and Wu Li and I found his traces that day, chased him, and finally saw the scene where they intercepted and killed you. ”

Luo Mingzhang looked at Wu Xian:

"What do you want us to do?"

From the old man's words, everything can be compared one by one.

Wu Xian was not lying.

The Witch God Cult has no ill will towards them, so there is only one possibility, and the Witch people are seeking some kind of cooperation.

"I want to ask you for your help in fighting the Jiuli Clan together, and Yuexi will act with you when the time comes."

Wu Xian looked at the two of them and said sincerely.

"Yuexi told me that you saw a patrol of our Wu clan being swept away by an axe, I suspect that this incident is also related to the Jiuli clan, and the axe you saw should have been cut out of the Jiuli axe."

Luo Mingzhang's eyes froze.

Artifact Jiuli Axe!

This is tied with the Xuanyuan Sword as the sharpest ancient artifact.

No wonder, the qi engine that remained on the crack at that time made it difficult for him to approach.

"Why us, your Ten Witches are much more powerful than our two third-order minor cultivators, wouldn't it be better for you to take action?"

Wu Xian shook his head:

"There is an existence equal to our strength in the Jiuli clan, and it is possible that a blind shot may be in their arms, and another point, according to the existing clues, there are other forces behind the Jiuli clan involved in it this time, our Wu clan has been closed for a long time, and has little contact with the outside world, if you want to seize this force, I am afraid that you will not slack off."

"If you want me to help you, you can, but you also have to do something for me."

Luo Mingzhang looked at Wu Xian and said.

"Before you do, though, answer me a question."

He stood up and stared at the old man with burning eyes:

"My grandfather's body was stolen, does this matter have anything to do with your Witch God Cult?!"