Suddenly, a cool air rose from the soles of his feet and surged straight to his head.

Bertnall's eyes narrowed, his five fingers grasped unnaturally, and blood-red goosebumps appeared on his chest and back.

He and Wu Yundie have been fighting for a long time, only to say that the other party is a senior and holy consummation, witchcraft mysteries, skillful skills, and difficult to grasp.

Unexpectedly, this is just the strength on the surface, Wu Yundie has been playing, teasing him like a monkey, even if the fight is turned upside down, it is impossible for him to win the final victory.

"Great Witch...... Are you a false god? ”

"It's the same as the Guangqing Priestess of the Light Witch Clan...... You have reached the realm of false gods...... Coming to Transcendence to the Holy ...... Winning the gods? ”

There was a surviving cloud witch goddess, her pupils were mixed with shock and horror at the same time, and she asked tremblingly.

"Yes."

Wu Yundie slowly got up from the ground, the illusory witch body became more and more real, and the chaotic breath of life gradually stabilized.

Her body overflowed with the ancient aura of a prehistoric creature, as if she was a creature of the old times sealed under the abyss of ice, rekindling the fire of life and possessing a new life magnetic field.

At that time, the abyss of the dark lamp, which should have been shrouded in darkness, was clear and clear.

In such a rare picture in the world, Wu Yunbutterfly soars into the air, her skirt swaying, her sleeves fluttering, the beauty and pride above the nine heavens, like watching the fire, straight to the soul of every creature on the battlefield.

"My people...... There are even false gods......"

"Since the fall of the first ancestor, our clan has not been able to afford it, even in the name of the relics of the gods, there are a lot of holy spirits who regard us as food and toys, and vainly try to get involved in blasphemy......"

The surviving Cloud Witch Priestess was so excited that she knelt on the ground, and some of her eyes were splashing, and she actually dripped pearl-like tears.

"Heaven will not die in my Yunwu lineage, and the sky will not die in my Yunwu lineage!"

"Cloud Butterfly Great Witch, since you have survived the strongest blow of Chonglong, this place is regarded as your bag, ploughing the fields, plowing the ground, covering the clouds and rain, there are no taboos!"

"Wu Yundie!"

The Light Witch Witch is shining, her neck is stalked, and her eyes that shine with golden light are almost fire-breathing:

"Hide your strength, always look forward to the will of our clan, and it has always been a groveling posture!"

"I didn't expect obedience to be fake, but harboring evil intentions is true!"

"You obviously want our clan to act as the main force of the attack, whether it is to fight back at a critical moment, or as you are now, under the pretense of our clan's hand, to undertake the counterattack of the Night Clan and the Blood Witch Clan, so that the combat power of both sides is greatly reduced, you will become the final winner!"

The Light Witch Goddess Witch Guangjing, her face turned red, and her roaring voice was even more deafening:

"Wu Yundie! How dare you trick me into a witch and kill my clan's half-step gods?! ”

"Do you know that the ancestor of my clan has not fallen yet, no matter how old he is, he is also a real god, and he can destroy your entire clan with his backhand!"

"The Light Witch God is old."

Wu Yundie, who was stared at by several light witch goddesses, did not have any waves on his face, and said casually:

"As the Blood Witch described, he is so old and smelly, that he has long lost his peak level."

"You see, He didn't even dare to descend into the Abyss of the Dark Lamp, and he didn't even want to bear a small price, for fear of affecting his few lifespans."

"That's it, you still want two gods to merge?"

"Back then, the ancestor of our clan was willing to give up his godhead after the fall, and it was also to ensure the survival of the Yunwu lineage, and he signed an agreement on an offensive and defensive alliance with the Light Witch God, who had not yet become a god at that time."

"However, over the years, the Light Witch God has long forgotten what he said at the beginning, dominating the sea of clouds, treating us and others as maidservants, coming and going when he calls, and leaving with a domineering posture that makes the witch disgusting."

Wu Yundie looked down on the light witch goddess at her feet with disdain, and her mouth was arrogant and hateful, and she could only win:

"That old thing, kneeling in front of my clan's temple, swore an oath."

"Once you become a god, you will definitely help Yunwu to cultivate a pseudo-god, and then find a godhead to realize the iteration and handover of power."

"Now that the opportunity is in front of him, he wants to swallow it alone, but as long as I expose the realm of false gods in advance, in the sea of clouds, he will destroy my cloud and witch gates."

"What? I finally endured it so far, you juniors who don't know what is going on and sit back and enjoy it, do you still have resentment in your hearts? ”

"The glory of your clan is completely based on the charity of the ancestors of my clan, and it is you who are treacherous, do not pour dirty water on me!"

"When I become a god, I want to see if it is the old thing that has been preaching for a long time, or whether I, a radiant new god, have more power and right to speak!"

"The position of the overlord of the sea of clouds, which once belonged to my Yunwu lineage, will definitely return to the second era of the new era!"

Wu Yundie's oppressive gaze suddenly looked at Ye Hanjun and Bertner, as well as Wu Xuelu, who was lying in a pool of blood and dying:

"The Night Clan, the prince of the vampire clan, and the acting patriarch of the Blood Witch clan."

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you, hand over the corpse, I will let you die happily!"

"If you dare to delay any longer, I will push the entire Blood Witch Ancestral Land, and by the way, let you experience the ten tortures of the Ancient Sea of Clouds!"

"Coincidentally, I also know a little bit about the ten tortures of the ancient sea of clouds."

In the cloudless Blood Witch Ancestral Land, a beam of light suddenly fell.

A fairy-like jade-colored humanoid figure, hazy, gradually manifesting its silhouette in the light of light.

Wu Yundie's willow eyebrows were upside down, and he immediately waved his scepter, summoning thousands of white clouds to block and block the condensation of the beam.

But it was in vain, no matter how the clouds swept away, the beams did not go out, and the warmth was as good as ever.

"Sunny Witch!"

Wu Guangguang and Wu Guangjing, who were still looking at each other angrily, swept away the gloom and hatred of the rain, and instantly became happy.

Their eyes widened, staring at the figure that had come from nothing and finally succeeded in condensing the flesh and blood witch body, with an incredible expression.

"Wu Yundie, your methods are indeed good."

"If you hadn't taken the initiative to break the seal, I really wouldn't have known that you had reached this realm."

Wu Guangqing opened his eyes, the golden wheel in his eyes slowly turned, and the golden rays, which were more dazzling than the sun, wantonly blasted away the clouds and mist around him.

Wu Yundie's expression suddenly became gloomy, and a large cloud was so dense that it could not penetrate a trace of breeze, like a suffocating poisonous mist and swamp gas, which continued to converge:

"You're ...... Not dead? ”

"I've let you down."

Wu Guangqing lifted her eyes, her long eyelashes were stained with a hint of bottomless calm, and she said in a cold voice:

"Chonglong's strongest blow, I really can't take it."

"But I carry the Witch Ancestor Treasure, as long as the soul is preserved, the missing flesh and blood can be remodeled once."

"I didn't expect to hear such an interesting conversation during the remodeling, which was an unexpected gain."

"Hehe......"

Wu Yundie smiled sarcastically, her eyes glanced up and down, and her lips hooked upward:

"Although resurrected, it seems that you don't even have the standard combat power of the Holy Perfection now."

"I'm not going to give you time to continue recovering, rest in peace, the godhead of the Blood Witch - it can only be mine."

"Whew-whoa-ulla-"

Patches of hemispherical shaped white clouds are spread on the body of Wu Yundie.

Her witch body quickly enlarged, and after it was completely giantized, the scepter in her hand was like a groundbreaking white cloud war spear.

She held the spear in both hands, and with absolute coldness on her face, she slowly but straight stabbed Wu Guangqing's chest.

"Boom!!"

The golden beam of light that surrounded him was finally extinguished.

Wu Guangqing's already pale face disappeared even the last wisp of blood.

But strangely, she didn't make defensive moves, and she didn't even release any of her skills.

It was obviously her who was in the lower position, but Wu Guangqing held her head high, as if the whole world should be under her feet.

"Do you know what kind of consequences will happen once I trigger death and passively activate the Witch Ancestor Treasure?"

Wu Guangqing asked a question softly, gently.

Wu Yundie, who was in the upper position, turned pale inexplicably.

But the white cloud war spear she held in her hand not only did not slow down, but the speed of the stabbing was a little faster.

"Wow-"

A second golden beam of light fell from the sky, cracking a gap in the void, and a round of sun popped out of it.

The Abyss of the Dark Lantern has always been a sacred place for dark creatures, and it has never been so dazzling, blooming between heaven and earth without restraint.

But it just came, every ray of light was like the footsteps of an angel, the arid soil became moisturized, the barren hills grew grass and trees, everything began to recover, and the vigorous life force gave the world all kinds of beauty.

"God of Light...... God of Light......"

At one end of the horizon, blood-soaked invaders prostrate on the ground, kowtowing respectfully.

And their prey, the natives of the Abyss of the Dark Lamp, as long as they possess the dark element, all let out a heart-rending scream, melting their flesh and blood in the rising green smoke.

"God's Descend! It's from God! ”

"There is also an invincible god's fetus, crossing the great plane and descending with a true body!"

"The night clan is finished, the heroes are grabbing food, dividing up a treasure, how can there be a reason to survive?"

"Brothers, kill fast! Don't fall behind! ”

"We can't go to the Sunless City or the Blood Witch Ancestral Land, but the rest of the places are not at the mercy of slaughter?"

Wait until the magnificent beam of mythology, pouring thousands of miles, slightly away from the realm of flesh illumination.

Creeping intruders leap to their feet, flailing their claws and flapping their wings with even greater fervor, and swooping down on the unknown land.

……

The abyss of the dark lamp, the ancestral land of the blood witch.

The darkness was completely shattered, and as far as the eye could see, whether it was above the nine heavens or under the nine shadows, the divine light was indelible.

A round of boundless sun, towering, with the momentum of the jade pillar optimus, the eyes are empty, and I am the only one.

The invaders who were distributed in the Blood Witch Ancestral Land in a scattered formation were only illuminated by that ray of light, and even the slightest desire to fight would be wiped out, and they had to show horror on their faces and lie on the ground trembling.

"Uhhh

Dense lines of blood burst out from the ancestral land.

Witch Blood Lu who fell in a pool of blood, and the panting Witch Blood, Witch Blood, Witch Bloodstone...... Even the Night Chill King and his contract spirits, as well as Bertner, the Chimera cubs, and the Nightdrift Fireflies......

As long as they belong to the blood witch camp and shoulder the belief of guarding them, all of them have been forcibly swept away, and no one has been left behind on the scene.

Ye Hanjun looked left and right, only to feel that the breath that oppressed his soul suddenly relaxed, and his body regained the ability to move, and he was able to breathe normally.

Nocturnal Fireflies, Burtner, and others were all beside him, and the living beings appeared on a path full of blood flowers as if they were concentrated in refuge.

"This is the passage to the ancestral tomb...... At the end of the place is the corpse of the Witch Ancestor......"

The withered Wu Xuebi seemed to have lost the strength of his whole body, and suddenly fell to the ground, retching.

She couldn't spit out anything, but her exaggerated movements and amplitude seemed to turn all her internal organs upside down.

"Light Witch God...... ...... the hell you're here?"

"What can I do about this...... We've struggled so far...... Is it still inevitable to lose fate......"

The witch's face was like ashes, and he slammed the ground with anger, and the anger in his heart was nowhere to burn.

"Young Emperor of the Night Clan, is there any strongest blow similar to Chonglong?"

"Nope! The god of light and witches is in person, and under the gods, he is regarded as a mustard, and there is no possibility of cutting down at all......"

"Only the same level of god combat power has the qualification to block and obstruct, but is that really possible? How can a dead god be compared to a living one? My blood witch lineage, after all, I can't escape the fate of extinction, do I want to go to Huangquan with the Ye Clan? ”

The despair that penetrated the soul was revealed by the witch's blood, and all thoughts were burned, and all hope was swallowed up.

Ye Hanjun, who was inexplicably in the focus position, seemed to have not heard the inquiry, silent, and his eyes were glazed.

He wanted to respond to his companion's panic, but he couldn't.

In his mind, a picture scroll opened, and the picture presented in it happened to be stitched together with what had just happened in the outside world.

He saw the sun, the super sun that held up the sky and the earth.

Boundless light and heat envelop the entire ancestral land, and the ancient buildings that have precipitated the traces of time are vaporizing at a slow rate.

Right in the very center of the sun, an unusually small figure, standing trembling with its eyes closed.

He was too old, in the prime of life, and the Witch Priestess were in their early two meters and less than three meters tall.

He was only 1.5 meters, hunched over, with a pitiful look of an old dragon.

He also did not have an ornate witch dress, but only wore a milky white robe, similar to the authority of a priest, exuding an aura of holiness and peace.

But when he opened his eyes, Ye Hanjun's eyes were dripping with blood, and he only felt that the light in the heavens and the earth was full of flames, except for the light was heat, and the darkness and coldness that he was familiar with and loved could no longer approach his body.

"Little girl in the Yunwu lineage, you have crossed the line."

The expression of the light witch god is faint, he is in the heart of the sun, accompanied by the divine curtain, bright and immortal, and has a majesty beyond the world.

Wu Yundie, whose legs trembled, endured it for a long time, and finally fell with a pop, and was forced to kneel in a blooming blue blood flower, unable to bow for a long time.

"Light Witch God...... You...... There is a dishonesty about ......"

"The ancestor of my people...... So trust you...... I am willing to entrust the Godhead to you......"

"But you are greedy and tyrannical...... Witch-Faced Demon Heart...... It's ...... Pigs and dogs are not as good as ......"

Wu Yundie couldn't raise his head, and he couldn't look directly at the god body of the Light Witch God.

But the poignant words that she was about to utter when she bit her tongue resounded throughout the world and endured for a long time.

"So what?"

The light witch god fell faintly, and then the poignant words blew away.

"How can a man who is a god be soft-hearted?"

"Those who are not of my race must have different hearts."

"I left you Yunwu lineage, and I didn't kill them all after becoming a god, which can be regarded as repaying the kindness of the god of Yunwu."

"What's more, the original godhead of the Cloud Witch Godhead, do you know where it came from?"

In the constant trembling, Wu Yundie's body began to melt, from the bottom to the top, irreversible.

She gritted her teeth, and a large amount of clouds poured out of her body, trying to block it, wanting to escape.

But she was still held in place, as if an invisible palm pressed against her shoulder, and she could only listen to the last ancient secret in such despair and fear:

"In the ancient period, there were two eras in the sea of clouds, which were ruled by the rain witch god and the water witch god respectively."

"These two were originally one family, but the latter's bloodline mutated, so it changed its name."

"The godhead of the Cloud Witch God was obtained from the Water Witch God."

"But he also did something ungrateful, taking advantage of the fact that the heir of the Water Witch God was in a state of retreat to absorb the godhead, leading another clan into the sea of clouds, causing both the Water Witch Goddess and the more ancient Rain Witch Goddess to perish, and the heir of the Water Witch God was also distracted and failed to ascend, and was finally taken away by the Cloud Witch God, thus laying the foundation of becoming a god......"

The Light Witch God squirmed his lips and smiled kindly:

"At that time, my light and witch lineage already existed."

"But at that time, we were not the Protoss, the strongest person in the clan was just the Holy Spirit, and he was a vassal of the Water Witch Clan, and after the Holy Spirit was killed, the Cloud Witch God incorporated the younger Light Witch and wanted to cultivate a guard army."

"Unfortunately, the Holy Spirit whom He slew is my ancestor."

"It's just a retribution and a retribution, killing and killing, this world has always been like this, what is there to hate?"

The words fell, and Wu Yundie completely evaporated.

Evaporated at the same time, as well as those panicked cloud witch goddesses, there was not a single one left, and all of them disappeared.

This is the embodiment of the magic of the god of light, the light shines, the thing is not hidden, the life of the creature, the death of the creature, a thought.

"Meet Wu Zu!"

Wu Guang Guang and Wu Guangjing led the remnants of the Light Witch Party, no matter how heavy the injury was, a holy light sprinkled down, and the witch body healed.

They saluted with their skirts in high spirits, some smiling like honey, and some with stars hidden in their eyes, worshiping to the bones.

"Stay here, I'll go back."

The Light Witch God shot out a divine light, and the weakened Wu Guangqing immediately recovered to his full state.

She bowed lightly, and the twelve-winged holy angel behind her dispersed, and a small sun appeared instead, hanging high for nine days, faintly exuding the breath of a god.

"Whoa—"

The holy light fell casually, and in the slightest vibration, the blood cocoons on the outside of the Blood Witch Ancestral Land all melted.

The light witch god slashed a palm in the air, and the time was as bright as day, and a sun god bridge with the light of endless life was spewing thin, spanning between the sky and the earth, and the brilliance could not be seen directly.

At the end of the Divine Bridge, a jade coffin with blood and light suddenly shook like crazy.

(End of chapter)