The sun was setting, and it was already evening.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Ling Xian, as if he was the only luminous body in heaven and earth, and they had to look at him.

The eyes of the people were very complicated, some were surprised, some were bitter, and some were shocked.

Lone Sword had already made it clear that the reason why they appeared in the Second Ancestral Land was because they came to track down the core treasure. In other words, the core treasure of the first and third ancestral lands was the same as the second ancestral land, and they were all a drop of Tianzun ancient blood.

And these three drops of Heavenly Venerable Ancient Blood automatically entered Ling Xian's body, especially the ancient blood of the First and Third Ancestral Lands, which was thousands of miles away, breaking through the sky.

You must know that this is the blood of the Supreme Heavenly Venerable Pangu, even if it is the power of the seventh realm, don't even think about refining it. However, he took the initiative to enter Ling Xian's body, how incredible was this, and what kind of grace?

Everyone was shocked, and those who did not know the secret were confused, but those who knew the secret fell into an unprecedented shock.

"Can anyone tell me what the situation is?Tianzun Ancient Blood, why is it missing?" Lone Sword frowned, his eyes were as bright as a fairy sword.

"The initiative entered his body, and the Heavenly Venerable Ancient Blood of the Second Ancestral Land was the same. ”

A Seventh Realm powerhouse had a bitter look on his face, and his tone was full of disbelief.

"What?!"

Lone Sword was shocked, and everyone who came with him was also stunned.

The entry of Tianzun Ancient Blood into the body of a human race is already a shocking thing, and if the word 'active' is added, it will be even more unbelievable.

What kind of existence can make the blood of the Supreme Heavenly Venerable Pangu take the initiative to enter?

"Impossible! What kind of person is Lord Zuwu? How can his blood enter a person's body on its own?"

"That's it, don't say that he is a Sixth Realm cultivator, even if he is a Seventh Realm peak power, he doesn't have this qualification!"

"It must be some kind of demon magic used by this person, damn it, he actually dares to collect the treasure of my witch clan and look for death!"

Some people who don't know the secret have opened their mouths, and in addition to unbelief, there is murderous intent in their words.

It's just because Ling Xian is a human race, and Tianzun Ancient Blood is the supreme treasure of the Wu Clan, so naturally he is not allowed to touch it.

However, the person who knew the secret was silent, just looking at Ling Xian with that complicated gaze.

This made Ling Xian's brows furrow, quite incomprehensible.

He knew the reason why Tianzun Ancient Blood had taken the initiative to pour into his body, but he didn't know anything about the strange reactions of some people.

"Shut up, and keep talking, it will only appear that you are ignorant. Lone Sword spoke slowly, making everyone stunned.

After that, his gaze swept over the seventh realm powers of the few people present one by one, and said, "You guys, or me?"

"Come on, I'm in too much trouble at the moment to talk. ”

A gray-haired old man sighed, and the rest of the Seventh Realm powers also shook their heads slowly.

"Then I'll do it. ”

"There is a legend in the Witch God Domain, or a secret, that only circulates at the top, and no one who is not strong enough can know it. ”

"In the codex left by Lord Zuwu, there is a decree that as long as someone can absorb the ancient blood of Tianzun, it is the son of Zuwu, the king of the Witch God Domain!"

"Any tribe, any witch clan, must obey the king's orders!"

Lone Sword slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, as if he wanted to vomit out all the shock in his chest, but when he thought that Ling Xian, as a human race, had become the son of a witch god, the shock filled his heart again.

The same is true for all of you.

Especially those who only knew, their eyes widened, and they couldn't help but freeze their breathing.

Son of the Ancestral Witch, King of the Witch God Domain?

How is this possible?!

Everyone's eyes were about to pop out, and they just felt that this was a fantasy that couldn't be pulled anymore, and it was impossible at all!

Even Ling Xian thought so.

At the same time, he also felt quite funny, saying that he was the king of the Witch God Domain, was he really the king? He didn't think that the major tribes of the Witch God Domain would obey his orders.

"I've heard of the legend of the Son of the Ancestral Witch, but don't forget, he's a human race!"

"Yes, how can the human race be the son of the ancestral witch, let alone become the king of the witch god domain. ”

"I won't admit it anyway, I will never allow a human race to step on my head!"

Everyone fiercely refuted, and their eyes looking at Ling Xian were full of murderous intent.

"Even if you don't admit it, it won't change the fact that he is the son of the ancestral witch. ”

"Maybe I didn't say it clearly enough, either the person who can absorb the ancient blood of Tianzun is the son of the ancestral witch, only the person who is originally can absorb the ancient blood of Tianzun. ”

"And don't forget, the Heavenly Venerable Ancient Blood actively poured into his body, which means that he is the true son of the Ancestral Witch. ”

"As for the identity of the human race, have you forgotten the characteristics of the Heavenly Venerable Ancient Blood? Whether it is the Demon Race or the Spirit Clan, there is a possibility that the Heavenly Venerable Ancient Blood may appear in the body. ”

"In other words, he is the true son of the ancestral witch, the king of my witch god domain who has been waiting for endless years!"

The lone sword shouted loudly, shaking the heavens and everyone present.

His words had already been made very clear, whether he admitted it or not, Ling Xian was the son of the Ancestral Witch, this was a fact that no one could change!

Therefore, everyone fell silent, feeling unbelievable and at the same time, they were also in extreme entanglement.

On the one hand, it is the decree left by the ancestor Pangu, and on the other hand, it is the true thoughts in the bottom of my heart, who can not be entangled?

Ling Xian couldn't laugh or cry, he never thought that he would become the son of the ancestral witch and the king of the Witch God Domain.

"Interesting. ”

Ling Xian secretly laughed to himself, he didn't take this identity seriously at all, because he knew very well that the vast majority of tribes would not admit it.

In the hearts of all the Wu clans, the ancestral witch is the supreme being, and his words are holy decrees that must be obeyed. But that was when he was alive, and now, after endless years, how many people will listen?

The king of the Witch God Domain, these five words are not just a title, it means to obey Ling Xian's orders!

Let's not talk about anything else, just talk about those top tribes, they are all overlords of the Witch God Domain, enjoying boundless power, how can they tolerate being ridden on their heads?

It's obviously unrealistic, and even if there are top tribes who are willing, it's a very small minority.

Therefore, Ling Xian didn't take this identity seriously, he looked at the people with complicated expressions, and said with a faint smile: "I'm not interested in this identity, as long as you disperse, we will never see each other again, how about it?"

"Dreaming! I still want to leave after taking my witch treasure, leave my life behind!"

"What a bullshit son of the ancestral witch, the king of the witch god domain, Lao Tzu doesn't admit it!"

"Hehe, if I kill you, there will be no son of the ancestral witch. ”

Some people spoke, and the eyes that looked at Ling Xian were not only fiery, but also killing intent.

And listening to what a few people said, the rest of them were also a little moved.

Just because he killed Ling Xian, the son of the ancestral witch no longer existed, and there was no need to struggle between the ancestral training and the heart.

Therefore, everyone's eyes showed killing intent, especially a few Seventh Realm powers, and they were even more murderous.

This made Ling Xian's heart sink, and his face became gloomy.