In front of a magnificent temple.

Thousands of Wu clans knelt at the door of the temple with a reverent face, singing ancient songs that Yang Jian couldn't understand.

The patriarch of the Wu clan knelt at the front, holding a leg bone in his hand and chanting words, not knowing what he was saying.

And for Yang Jian, who was tied to an altar, this scene was not so friendly.

It was as if he had seen countless sacrificial scenes in his previous life, which made his whole person angry to the extreme.

He didn't worry about his safety, although he didn't know what he was fed by these witch clans and caused him to be unable to move, but the master in the Qiankun Realm left him a teleportation charm that could still be used, so he was not worried about the danger to his life.

The main thing is the blood of the ancestral witch!

This is about his Nine Turns Xuangong, and he will never give up.

"What should I do? I don't know if they only need my blood or my life to break the seal of the Witch Temple, if they only want my blood, then I still have a chance!"

In fact, now, he is also beginning to wonder if he really has the blood of the ancestral witch in his body, after all, the performance of these witch clans is really not like acting!

"Blood, ancestral witch blood?"

Yang Jian thought back to everything in his memory, and suddenly, his heart shook violently, and he thought of something that he had ignored for a long time.

And at this moment, a sudden commotion sounded in the distance.

Yang Jian instinctively looked up, and a touch of strangeness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Because, in the distance, a tall female witch with a cane like a tree branch walked towards this side with dozens of witches.

Among them, there are Wu Jiu and Wu Hate that Yang Jian has seen.

It's just that at this time, Wu Hate shrugged his head and had a depressed expression.

"Could she be Wu Jiu's mother, the Great Priest of the Witch Spirit?"

Yang Jian secretly guessed in his heart.

At this time, the Wu clan who were sacrificing also discovered this situation, and with a commotion, some Wu clan showed hatred, and some Wu clan bowed their heads in shame.

"Patriarch, please stop sacrificing to witches!"

As the voice of the female witch clan slowly echoed around, the originally solemn Wu clan patriarch Wu Jue's face turned cold and stood up coldly.

"Witch Spirit, what do you want to do!? Didn't you see the witch clan doing a sacrifice?"

Before Wu Jue could speak, a somewhat old Wu clan couldn't help but let out a loud shout.

"Elder Wu Yu, you are not a sacrifice, you are blaspheming the glory of the ancestral witch!" The witch spirit looked around in disappointment, and the heads of some of the witch clans hung lower, "Clansmen, don't you think this is the greatest humiliation to the ancestral witch by sacrificing a human race with the blood of the ancestral witch in front of the witch god temple now?"

The body of the Wu clan kneeling on the ground shook, and even those Wu clans who were staring at her with hatred also hesitated.

At this time, Wu Jue seemed to see that something was wrong with the situation, so he couldn't help but step forward and said in a deep voice: "Great Sacrifice, what you said is not right, our Wu Clan was the overlord of the desolate land countless years ago, and the twelve ancestral witches were all over the world, even the Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Clan could not help us, as a result, because of the calculation of the Heavenly Dao, our Wu Clan was almost wiped out, if it weren't for the Houtu Ancestor Witch who saw through the heavens and took the initiative to sacrifice himself, our Wu Clan would have been extinct long ago!"

In the last sentence, Wu Jue almost roared, and tears of resentment flowed from his face.

"Bastard, this guy is inciting hatred!"

Sure enough, as Wu Jue knelt on the ground with a face of "grief", the surrounding Wu clan roared with red eyes: "Blood sacrifice to the human race, destroy the Heavenly Dao!"

"Blood sacrifice to the human race, destroy the way of heaven!"

Wu Lingqi's whole body trembled, and the cane in his hand pointed at Wu Jue and was speechless.

At this time, Wu Jue waved his hand and continued, "High Priest, I know that you have always been dissatisfied with the removal of your position by the Council of Elders, but I beg you to see that our Wu Clan has fallen to this point, let me Wu Jue bear this shame!"

"You ......"

"Great Priest, I swear, as long as our Wu clan rises again, I am willing to cut myself off in front of the Witch God Temple to wash away the honor of the ancestral witch!"

"Please fulfill the Great Sacrifice!" Wu Jue kowtowed his head heavily.

The surrounding witch clan seemed to have been infected by the witch spirit, and those witch clans brought by the witch spirit, except for Wu Jiu, all knelt on the ground with red eyes.

"I beg the Great Sacrifice to be fulfilled!"

"I beg the Great Sacrifice to be fulfilled!"

"I beg the Great Sacrifice to be fulfilled!"

......

"You ......"

Wu Ling looked at this scene blankly, his heart like a knife.

She didn't want the Wu clan to rise again, she didn't want the Wu clan to return to her home again, but ......

No!

The fate of the Wu Clan has been sealed, and doing so now will not only exterminate the only remaining Wu Clan, but also completely cut off the plan of the Houtu Ancestor Witch!

No way!

I'm going to keep this Terran doll no matter what!

As soon as she thought of this, she took a deep breath, looked at Wu Jue and said, "Patriarch, do you still remember Jiu'er's father's kindness to our Wu clan!"

Wu Jue's body was shocked, and he said in a deep voice: "The benefactor told us the truth about the Lich Tribulation, taught us how to survive, so that our Wu clan can survive in this cage, we naturally remember, otherwise Wu Jiu would not have been alive in the tribe forever!"

"Okay, then for the sake of Jiu'er's father's kindness to our Wu clan, you have to leave this human doll with a life!"

"Huh?" Wu Jue frowned.

"Patriarch, all you want is his blood to break the seal, there is no need to kill him, as long as you promise to open the seal and release him, I will not stop him this time!"

Wu Jue's body stiffened, and after only a moment of hesitation, he nodded heavily: "Okay, I promise you!"

In his opinion, the most important thing at present is to obtain the blood of the ancestral witch in the witch temple, as long as this is obtained, their witch clan will have the hope of giving birth to the ancestral witch again.

As for Yang Jian......

Hehe!

A cold light flashed in his eyes: "Great Sacrifice, Great Sacrifice, Don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame your man for teaching us the truth!"

"This world is unreasonable! This is what he said himself! Hahaha......"

Wu Ling was relieved to hear Wu Jue's promise, and hurriedly ordered the Wu clan beside him: "Go quickly, put this Terran doll down!"

Wu Jue sneered and didn't stop it, after all, he had already laid his Yellow Snake Gu on this human race, and this little doll couldn't make any big waves.

As Yang Jian was untied by the Wu Clan, the Wu Spirit came to Yang Jian with an apologetic face: "I'm sorry, please don't hate our Wu Clan, they ...... They're actually ...... too."

"Well, there's no need to explain!" Yang Jian shook his head and said lightly: "The strength is not as good as others, I have nothing to say!"