Of course, the most famous are the demon clan and the witch clan.

Once one was the race in charge of the Zhou Tian Xingchen universe, and the other was the race that guarded the boundless land.

Now, he has retreated to this dark place.

In the north, Luzhou, in the east is Wu, and in the west is the demon.

In the east, there is the supreme shrine of the witch clan, the ancestral witch hall, and the temple has the oldest and most real ancestral witch statue in the world.

In the west, there are the glorious statues of the demon gods and saints of the demon clan, the death of ten thousand demons, and the cemetery of the demon clan.

The nine lions went east, through the miasma, the fog, and it took five days to reach the place that Qingluo wanted.

Qingluo touched the green lion's head, looked at it as tired and almost collapsed, and said with a smile: "Okay, you can rest here for a while." ”

The green lion nodded, and as soon as his body was weak, he stuck to the ground, motionless, his eyes rolling, and he didn't know whether he was comfortable or tired.

Qingluo was alone, walking towards the miasma and poisonous mist ahead.

After dozens of steps, it suddenly became clear. The land is flat, the houses are like that, and there are good fields and beautiful ponds and mulberry bamboos. Qianmo traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other. Among them, the men and women are dressed like outsiders. Yellow hair hangs down and is happy.

The peach blossom scenery in the peach blossom source, the hermit family lives in seclusion.

The beautiful scenery in front of you seems to be not in the north of Luzhou, where poisonous insects and beasts are everywhere, and the miasma and poisonous fog are full of air, and even the lives of ordinary people in Nanzhan Buzhou are excellent.

These people are all witches, and their clothes are still the clothes of ancient mulberry linen.

Above this village, there is a blood light, which turns into a barrier, isolating the poisonous mist, isolating the beasts, isolating the disturbances, and leaving a side of peace.

Qingluo walked strode towards the blood-colored light curtain, those witches were shocked, they were just ordinary witches, at most they had the strength to fight with the monks who had not completed the immortal path, and the people who could walk in front of them alone were not weak.

Qingluo ignored the vigilance of the witches here, panicked, frightened, and hesitant. These witches, you don't need to look at the cultivation to know that they are just some nascent witches.

Because, in the eyes and hearts of the ancient witches, there is no fear, there is no fear!

Qingluo put his hands behind him, as if he was walking on the usual road, and walked towards them leisurely. On the blood-colored light curtain, blood patterns flowed, and a big witch pattern appeared, blocking in front of him.

Qingluo had never seen it, and stepped straight through, and with one step, the blood lines shattered. When I stepped on it again, I walked into the blood-colored light curtain.

More than 100 sorcerers were frightened in their eyes, and some old men shouted, "Hurry up and invite the high priest." ”

There are also young and strong witches holding swords in front of a group of young children and the elderly.

Qingluo ignored them, walked to a field planted with elixir, and looked up at the sky.

He looked at the sky as if he was stupid, motionless.

Those witches looked at each other, and this person in front of them could break through the big formation without any action, and broke into the formation without saying a word, and entered the formation but did not move. Odd.

But they didn't dare to do it, even if there was no great witch in their tribe, but this witch vein array, together with the ancestral witch hall, could not be broken without the power of the great witch. The person in front of you is unfathomable.

Qingluo looked at the sky, in the east, there was a huge red light, that was the direction of the Ancestral Witch Palace, from the Ancestral Witch Palace, blood light was released from all directions, covering a radius of 100 million miles, and there were 100,000 witches living in this blood. The last 100,000 witches in the world.

The movement of him breaking through the formation was not concealed at all, presumably the two people in the Ancestral Witch Hall should have noticed it, he just waited here.

Further, he didn't dare and didn't want to go. Because he didn't know what kind of existence and what kind of mystery there was in the ancestral witch hall. There, the legend has the heart of Pangu, the place where the twelve ancestral witches are born, the ancestral witch hall, and no one from outside the witch clan has ever entered or exited.

There may have been a secret agent of the demon clan who entered, but he would never come out of the ancestral witch hall again. This distance of his, at the door of the Wu clan's house, is not far. It's a little far from the core tribe of the Wu Clan, and it's not close.

Here he waited for the shaman to come.

Qingluo glanced at the witch clan who were guarding against him, some were trembling, some were panicking, and some wanted to get out.

He sighed, one side of the water and soil to support the other side.

Once the Wu clan was in charge of the earth, the boundless and vast ancestral witch clan domain, and the vastness of the earth gave birth to a witch who did not know what to fear. At that time, Wu only died in battle, not escaped.

No witch will think about escaping, only a witch who thinks about how to fight, even if the difference in strength is more than ten times and a hundred times, even if there is no victory in the battle, the body of the witch clan will stand up at the last moment of the battlefield.

Today's newborn witches have never seen the vast and boundless earth, have not seen the magnificence of hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers, they were born in a narrow area, do not see the sun, do not see the emperor and the queen of the earth, such witches, have lost their hearts.

The heart is owned by a witch, and how strong the heart is, how big the witch is. The heart of the great witch can hold thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, can fight the sun, moon and stars, and the heart of the ancestor witch can swallow the sky and the earth, can look at the world, and can crisscross the four seas.

When their hearts are strong, their blood is strong. The blood of the Wu clan is the most precious thing left by Pangu to the Wu clan, and there is everything in the blood. Therefore, the Wu clan does not need to practice qi, they do not need to cultivate the Tao, they only need to strengthen their hearts and refine their bloodlines, and they can become the masters of the earth.

The witch in front of Qingluo can't be called a witch, he should be called a witch.

The Wu clan is still like this, not to mention the demon clan? The demon clan in the past was all cultivators of heaven and earth, and they were all Taoists. The ancient demons never relied on the flesh and blood of those weak human races to cultivate, they relied on their own desire to seek the Tao.

Most of today's newborn demons have taken the evil road, the road has gone crooked, eating people and drinking blood, devouring souls and sucking souls, not thinking about the way to the road, and only relying on the rapid cultivation of killing evil, what is the difference between the demon and the demon cultivation? Therefore, the demon is juxtaposed with the demon by the people, and is equal to the demon, and is called a demon!

The sky was whistling, lightning and thunder roared, and a slender figure appeared in front of Qingluo's eyes.

Qingluo smiled indifferently and said, "Jiufeng Daoyou, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

When those witches saw the visitor, they all bowed down and said, "Lord Ancestral Witch." ”

Jiufeng's eyes were cold, without saying a word, a palm was slapped, the thunder flashed, the roar sounded, the nine heavens god thunder became one palm, and one palm came out like ten thousand thunders.

At the same time, behind Qingluo, a giant axe, with a terrifying cold light, cut through layers of void, saying that everywhere he passed, the space was all fragmented, breaking the law, breaking everything before the axe, and breaking everything in the world.

Qingluo's unhurried sleeve flies, one sleeve breeze, two colors of yin and yang, one yin and one yang are divided into two, yin into thunder, and yang into the axe.

"Boom~"

A loud sound of heaven and earth trembling came, and Qingluo's entire body turned into nothingness.

The unique Qingluo is still unscathed, and the two sleeves are blowing in the breeze, and all kinds of magical powers are not close.

With a single blow, he used the upside-down power of the Yin and Yang Banner to make the Divine Thunder and the Divine Axe collide, and the power of the two was wiped out.

Qingluo was still smiling on his face, not angry at all. He said: "The two ancestors are seeking peace today. ”

"Seeking peace?" "Seeking peace?" After Qing Luo, Xingtian broke out of the ground, with no head and body, chest as eyes, navel as mouth, one hand in the hand, and Qi in the other, and said coldly: "Your Excellency is a cultivator who has a bad brain?"

Qingluo said disapprovingly: "The head of the poor road is very good, but the head of the Xingtian Ancestor Wu is not very good." ”

Xingtian was furious, and his battle intent exploded in an instant, surging like a tide, stirring up layers of wind.

Jiu Feng glanced at Xingtian, and the battle intent on his body instantly dissipated.

Jiu Feng sneered: "Your Excellency is not a kind-hearted person. ”

Qingluo turned around and said, "But he is not a very vicious person. ”

Murderous intent appeared in Jiufeng's eyes, and he said, "In the past, you killed the two great witches of my clan, so forget it?"

Qingluo said: "What happened back then, the Nine Phoenix Ancestral Witch didn't know the reason, and now the Ancestral Witch still doesn't know?"

The heavens will raise people, and those who hinder the human race will be destroyed, and no matter who dies in whom's hand, they will die. The death of the two great witches was not intentional on my part.

What's more, in the battle of Never Night Sky City back then, the two Taoist friends were enemies with me, and this cause and effect was not small. If the Wu clan is in trouble in the future, the poor road will fall into the well again...

Of course, when he says this today, he is sincere reconciliation and sincerity.

Poor Dao promised that from now on, if there is no reason, Poor Dao will not directly kill any witch.

The head of the Ancestor of the Heavenly Punishment Witch was also returned immediately. ”

Jiufeng's eyelids jumped slightly, and his words were even colder: "If I leave you behind today, I will directly cut off the cause and effect, why is it so troublesome?"

Qingluo shook his head and said, "Even if the two of you leave the poor path, the head of the Heavenly Ancestor Witch is not in me. On the contrary, if something happened to the poor Dao, not only would the head of the Heavenly Ancestor Witch explode immediately, but even the three natal blood birds of the Nine Phoenix Daoist would also dissipate into the world. ”

The killing intent on Jiufeng's body rolled up in all directions, and she said coldly, "Are you threatening me?"

Qingluo smiled leisurely: "There is no threat, just let the two Taoist friends calm down a little and think carefully."

Staying in the sky city with me, reconciling with the poor Dao, is only beneficial to the Wu clan, and I ask Taoist friends to be cautious, even if it is not for themselves, but also for those witches behind them. ”

Jiufeng and Xingtian were silent for a moment, and Qingluo stopped speaking, how to choose depends on them.

Reconciling with the Wu clan, Qingluo is really sincere and kind. Not only is the smile relative to the former enemy, but also willing to return the spoils, in addition to Qingluo, how many other heaven and earth powers are so open-minded?

Reconciliation with the Wu clan is essential. Because the Wu clan also has a peaceful mother. The Lord of Reincarnation, Pingxin Niangniang, her fate celestial phenomena, in the screenshot of Yuan Shi Tianzun, are a line higher than Lao Tzu and Nuwa.

There are six saints in the Heavenly Dao, but there is only one saint in the Dao!