"I don't know."

Faced with Goose Daxian's questioning, Ye Hanjun couldn't figure it out:

"The Heavenly Tribulation exudes the intent of killing, which is insurmountable. Near the end, it was shattered by an unknown force. ”

"From a realistic point of view, it seems that I have not survived the tribulation, I have not reached the standard of breakthrough, and I need to cross the tribulation again or continue to cross the tribulation."

"But from a spiritual point of view, I feel that the thunder tribulation seems to have passed, but there is something necessary missing in the flesh and soul, a piece of the puzzle is missing, and there is still a key piece to make up......"

"Gah! Sounds like a hassle! ”

The goose fairy put away his wings, and his eyes suddenly widened bigger than the copper bell:

"Why is this thing behind your kid a little familiar?"

"Fog grass! The breath of the same origin as the Heavenly Tribulation? What the hell?! ”

The goose fairy, who came over to see with his head down, jumped to his feet and retreated dozens of steps.

It stared at the Cross Blue Sword with fear, and the metal feathers on its body exploded outward, apparently amazed.

"Sword Thunder, a thunder elemental ......spirit that is suspected to be a fragment of the law left in my body by the Heavenly Dao," Ye Hanjun explained.

"Good boy, happy to be a father?"

"It's enough to be proud of it, if you don't say a word, you cut the way of heaven, and you don't say a word, it's you!"

The goose fairy raised his wings and almost gave a thumbs up.

You can see that it is not a joke, but a heartfelt admiration.

Don't do what normal people do, how awesome is this, the future Holy Nest lacks such talents!

"Ye Han-kun, I'...... I'm so full...... Belch. ”

At his right foot, a little guy shaped like a five-pointed starfish slowly climbed up along his foot and neck.

It hugged its calves and hung firmly on them, its big blinking eyes almost bloodshot.

"Too ...... It hurts so much! ”

"I've never enjoyed such a long period of pain, it's so comfortable! So happy! ”

Mo with his head tilted, a happy smile on his face.

Ye Hanjun checked its attribute panel and found that the rank suppression had changed from severe to very serious, and the small body seemed to be loaded with endless bloodline energy, which could explode at any time.

"Heavenly Tribulation...... Awesome! ”

"Grandpa Tiandao is so powerful, cutting the body inside and out, sour, numb, when I digest it, I must experience it again!"

Mo, who was full of happy smiles, rubbed Ye Hanjun's leg hair.

Then it aimed at the Cross Thunder Sword with a look of anticipation.

Obviously, because of the fit of the breath, it used the sword thunder as a new pain-making machine.

If it weren't for the fact that the power of calamity in its body hadn't been digested, it would definitely pounce on it, take the initiative to embrace happiness, and enjoy the comfortable demon life to the fullest.

"Where's Grandpa? It's in retreat again? ”

Guagua was still not interested in the rag, and he looked left and right to see the absolute string, and said very curiously.

"I can't summon it, it's similar to the state when I realized the Heavenly Fury."

Ye Hanjun nodded, confirming that Juexian was alive and well without too many worries.

This time the Heavenly Tribulation, combining all the divine and abnormal natures, has actually surpassed the nirvana artillery.

Relying on longevity and eternal life, stuck in the line between life and death again and again, if you can gain something, you think that the weakest is also an extreme skill.

If he mastered two unique and peerless skills at the same time, Ye Han Jun couldn't imagine how terrifying such a creature would be.

"Your Excellency...... This place is extraordinary, and there is something strange about it. ”

Hua Zhu, who listened quietly to the information, suddenly became alert.

She didn't do anything, but since she was summoned, her cold, dry body began to get hot.

In a few moments of effort, the pale skin that could be blown was flushed with the crimson of flames.

The coral-gold witch robe seems to have been eroded by the heat, and the unusually striking red silk thread, like the silk woven by a fairy, is draped lightly and gracefully on the body.

"Whew! Laugh at! ”

The ground was dark, lit up with a circle of crimson ripples.

A chain reaction is triggered, underfoot, around, overhead...... The whole world was brightened, and it was no longer so dim and gloomy.

"Fog grass!"

The goose jumped to his feet, and a fiery snort erupted from his flat mouth.

Just now, I just felt that the environment was barren, there was no grass and trees, no animals, and there was no trace of life here.

In the blink of an eye, the world came alive.

The ground and walls, which I thought were rocks, were actually crimson in color, covered with fascia, and faintly connected blood vessels.

They squirm in a faint but constant pattern, giving the impression of being less like a cold object and more like flesh and blood—the flesh and blood of some special creature.

"We're in the belly of a monster?"

The goose fairy was stunned, looking at his body, in disbelief.

It is now a solid body, with a wingspan of more than 100 meters, huge and heavy.

But this space is so large that it is more than enough to fly back and forth a few times.

Could it be that he is a freak like a labyrinth demon, and a belly can accommodate a small world that is half virtual and half real?

"Nope." Ye Hanjun said solemnly: "This world is real, not false. ”

Under the staring gaze of several pairs of eyes, the flower candle in the focal position, the delicate eyebrows wrinkled slightly painfully.

Her pupils are always bright golden yellow, like a variant of the golden-scaled king cobra, calm, noble, and does not eat the fireworks of the world.

At this moment, around these two eyeballs, the red light patterns are arranged horizontally and vertically, and finally intertwined into two strange characters that mirror each other, like two small insects that have penetrated into the surface of the skin, slowly climbing and wriggling, and they have a certain spirituality.

"Witch?" Ye Hanjun and Guagua, they were all stunned.

The former learned the language and script of the Wu tribe since childhood, and the latter was forced to take it thanks to the supervision of the former.

As soon as the characters appeared, they recognized that it was the exclusive text of the Blood Witch lineage.

This kind of writing was born from the ancient Wu clan, and has developed into a faction of its own, only circulating in the abyss of the dark lamp, once it leaves the dark lamp, it is a black eye for the alien race, and it is quite difficult to identify.

"The blood is boiling???"

Hua Zhu muttered to herself, her bright eyes full of confusion.

It didn't seem to be a curse or the like, but some kind of incomparable blessing that would be of great benefit to her.

"Qualification!"

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[Current Status]: Severely suppressed rank/Full of spirit/Health/Blessing of the Witch God/Blood Witch Family/...

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"Flower candle, can you control the blood?"

Ye Hanjun cut the palm of his hand, scratched a very small scar, squeezed out a drop of blood, and asked.

"To say control...... It doesn't seem to work. ”

Hua Zhu stared at this drop of blood, watched it fall to the ground, as if falling into the abyss, and was swallowed by the flesh and blood in one fell swoop, shook his head and said:

"But my perception has become stronger."

"I can feel your current state from the blood of adults, weak, tired, far less than at the peak, not even a tenth, extreme malaise."

"In other words, there is no mutation, there is no change in the essence of the wind element......"

Ye Hanjun was thoughtful and boldly guessed:

"We're probably in an incredible place......

"If it's really the legendary divine land, healing the flesh and bones of the dead, I can survive, and there is indispensable help here......"

"Buzz—"

Thoughts were still churning, and the frequency of the flesh world creeping suddenly accelerated.

Under the slightly stunned gaze, the "sky" above his head was lifted, and a huge thrust was lifted from the bottom to the top.

Ye Hanjun, Goose Daxian, Guagua, Mo, Hua Candle, one person and four beasts took off on the spot, and after a burst of clouds and fog, they fell down.

During the whole process, whether it was Guagua, Goose Daxian, or the flower candle that controlled the wind element, none of them could maintain their shape.

But their momentum was only seemingly ferocious, and as they approached landing, blood-colored buds bloomed on the ground, steadily unloading their momentum without causing them to take additional damage.

"Fog grass! Ben Daisen was in a coffin just now?! ”

The goose that landed stretched out his neck from the soft bud and looked back.

Unexpectedly, even after a hundred years and thousands of years, it will not be able to forget this scene.

This appears to be the belly of an ancient mountain range, or it could be the depths of the Earth's core.

At the end of the deep and barren place, the entrances of the three swarthy caves were like ancient beasts in a deep sleep.

They are dry, withered, and covered with the traces of age.

But Goose Daxian did not feel the comfort and comfort of the paradise, the silence that penetrated the heart, just like the chains entangled the soul, giving the flesh and blood absolutely suffocating oppression.

"Oh my God, we're in a coffin, someone buried us?!"

Guagua, who is ignorant of the world, is amazed again and again.

In the mysterious space, there is no sunlight, no plants, nothing, and it is empty.

Just in the deepest part of the three caves, there were three huge coffins, like three ancient trees, reflecting a strange light.

Their color, the leftmost one is golden, and the texture is close to gold.

The one on the far right is silver, and the texture is close to silver.

The middle one is fluorescent green, and the texture is close to jade, which is ingenious and beautiful.

Following the flight trajectory just now, it was not difficult for Ye Hanjun and his entourage of beasts to judge that they were in the silver coffin on the far right just now, and only after rushing out did they spy on the outside world.

"Sure enough, it's the three-mouth coffin of the Blood Witch God......"

"These three coffins are the treasures of the blood witch god's lifelong warmth, all beasts sleep in the coffin, all injuries are healed, and their life span is doubled, the most miraculous ......"

Ye Hanjun sighed, and suddenly looked at the other two coffins.

Compared with the terrifying aura of the jade coffin and the golden coffin, the silver coffin is harmless to humans and animals, and it is inevitable that it is a little weak and can't help it.

But their breath also exudes a strong sense of disobedience, a whale swallowing the sea, shaking the mountains and shaking the mountains, the bright red color of blood stains the corners and corners of the coffin, as if there are ancient gods sleeping inside, and no living beings can be disturbed and approached.

The other, the breath is slightly weaker.

But it was so evil that gray mist gushed out from time to time between the lid and the coffin.

Filled with the smell of rotten time and the corpses of stinky fish and shrimp, as long as it penetrates into the nasal cavity, it will definitely gause.

Ye Hanjun's face was purple, like an electric shock, and he suddenly took three steps backwards, farther away from the two coffins.

Goose Daxian and his movements are surprisingly consistent, but they are slim flower candles, looking at the jade coffin in the center, with a bit of trance and surprise in their eyes.

"The coffin...... Could it be that the Blood Witch God is buried?"

"I can feel that the words around my eye sockets are heating up, and the breath of the same origin forms a bond, inseparable from each other......"

"If nothing else, it is Him."

Ye Hanjun peeked twice, it was just a coffin, and his eyeballs tingled.

Unable to look directly, this is the embodiment of the law that only exists beyond the Holy Fetus, if it is not touching the gods, how can it make sentient beings panic?

"Ye Hanjun, the descendant of the Ye Clan, meet the noble Witch God."

"I took the liberty of breaking into this place, and I was about to leave...... We apologize for any interruptions. ”

Ye Hanjun stroked his chest and saluted, even though his soul was tingling, he also executed a whole set of actions meticulously.

This is the resting place of the Blood Witch God, who was the guardian of the Abyss of the Dark Lamp from the Seventh Age of the Ancient Epoch to the end of the First Age of the New Age.

It can be said that He is the successor of King Shura.

Compared to the Seven Mantra Ghost Monks who fell early, his relationship with the Ye Clan was even more complicated, almost reaching the point where blood was thicker than water.

"Great, rest in peace."

"After a lifetime of hard work, I can finally get a good night's sleep without thinking about anything."

"This must be the most comfortable sleep, you will have many, many sweet dreams, and you will definitely go to hell in the end!"

To go to hell - for the people of the abyss, it means the most sincere and simple blessing.

Xiao Guagua, who had long understood this kind of custom, folded his palms and prayed earnestly.

The flower candle also bowed slightly, carrying the witch skirt and saluting shallowly.

is also a witch spirit, even if the elements and bloodlines in charge are very different, this respect does not need to be deliberately concealed.

"Night Chill Gentleman ......"

"Raven ...... Raven said...... Stay away from that coffin...... Don't go near ......"

Mo, who acts as a calf pendant, has never understood the way of etiquette.

It stretched out a tentacle and pointed to the location of the golden coffin, stupidly dragging Ye Hanjun and wanting to go back.

"What else does he say?" Ye Hanjun's eyes were shocked.

At the time of the tribulation, the Lord of the Scourge Raven was silent, showing no sign of help.

How did he come to the forbidden land of the Blood Witch Clan, he actually opened his mouth and took the initiative to communicate with Mo.

"No ......," Mo stammered, "Raven...... Raven spoke, and fell asleep again. ”

"Raven won't lie to me, let's go, don't stay here......"

"Big tadpoles!"

Guagua rarely put on a rag, and said with a small face:

"The jade coffin in the center is buried with the remains of immortal gods, Bengua feels so powerful, what a pity."

"But the golden coffin on the left is indeed very weird, smelling the fishy gray mist, this melon will also be disgusting, disgusting from the soul."

"Isn't it another beast?" Goose Daxian glanced at him with slanted eyes, "Being able to be buried next door to the gods may mean some kind of fallen demon god." ”

"There's something wrong with this place, there's a big problem."

"Human Lord, in your current state, this great immortal advises you to settle down and stop exploring taboos and secrets."

"You've already dripped, you've got enough muddy water, let's settle it one by one, now give priority to recuperating your injuries, give priority to promotion to the 7th rank, and nothing else matters."

"I know."

Night Hanjun tapped his chin:

"I've heard the information of one scale and half a claw before, and the great elder of the clan mentioned that the three coffins of the Blood Witch God are for their own use and one for the clansmen."

"There is another mouthful, which has been used to seal something since a long time ago."

"Could it be that it's not a corpse inside, but it's still alive?"

The goose fairy shook his wings and said even more fearfully:

"That's even worse, the witch god is dead, if the dirty thing in here escapes, the blood witch clan won't be able to hold on to the bottom, and in the end, I want you to wipe your buttocks."

"You are worthy of allies, you are really difficult brothers."

"No, the catastrophe is coming to become this bear, this great immortal has not yet entered the ranks of high-level dependents, it's too fucked up, it's aggrieved......"

The scolding goose immortal, I don't know if he is complaining about Ye Hanjun, or cursing the way of heaven, and his emotions are output.

Ye Hanjun let out a long breath, turned around, and walked towards the light without looking back.

With his back to the direction of the three divine coffins, there was an extremely long blood-red road.

Large and small blood flowers bloom on both sides, all of which are very ancient varieties, enchanting and beautiful.

"You're awake."

The plain blood witch language is also like the whisper of a young girl without feelings.

Having just crossed the blood-colored gate at the end of the road, the suffocating pressure had just slipped down the heartstrings, and a completely different sense of heaviness jumped up.

"I've seen the goddess."

Ye Hanjun saluted generously.

The creatures stationed near the gate look like princesses in the kingdom at first glance.

She wore an elegant and simple blood-colored dress, and every right fold, line, and spot was eye-catching.

On the edge of the skirt, the blooming blood-colored embroidery is darker in color and heavier in texture, reflecting the touch of history and story.

Ye Hanjun couldn't see her feet, but he could see a pair of arms half-hidden under the sleeves of his skirt, as smooth as snow and dazzlingly white.

And on such a delicate body, the fog veil is hazy, and the face of Allure can be concealed; The blood cap has no light, and the fluctuations of life can be darkened.

The Relic of the Gods - Blood Witch Priestess!

This is the heir of the Blood Witch God, and the life form of his pure-blooded descendant, just like the core members of the Night Clan, belonging to the Supreme Royal Family of the Dark Lantern Abyss!

"Eighty years...... You have occupied the silver coffin for eighty years. ”

"I have a clan who has been with me for at least 8,000 years, and I have made room for you, but I can't wait for a second chance to renew my life......"

The ancient witch language of the Blood Witch Goddess is still not mixed with feelings.

But Ye Hanjun clearly sensed that his blood flow accelerated, and there was a moment of disorder.

"Hum—"

The Cross Thunder Sword, which hung behind his back like an ornament, suddenly let out a deafening roar.

With the blue light at the tip of the sword, a slender and faint sword ray, as if splitting through layers of waves, resolutely slashed in front of him.

"Dang!"

The Blood Witch Priestess didn't make any movements, and an equally slender blood thread stood up in front of her.

She was unscathed—the sword was gone.

The deafening thunder suddenly intensified, and he was about to slash out the second sword, and the frowning Ye Hanjun held the hilt of the void sword with his backhand, and the thunder sword suddenly became quiet.

"I'm sorry, but I'm taking up important resources from the nobility."

Ye Hanjun showed a hint of apology on his face and lowered his head slightly:

"Where are my people? Can I arrange for them to meet with me? ”

"It's a pity."

The Blood Witch Priestess slowly got up, and there was a wonderful rhythm in her flat voice:

"There's a big hunt coming up, and you're going to enter the game as a hunter."

"You must not leave here until that day comes—says your people."

(End of chapter)