Wu Ling's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and Wu Qiutian felt a burst of heat on his body, and his lower body stood up a little incessantly.

At this time, Wu Qiutian was not worried about what was going to happen next, but actually had **, which surprised Wu Qiutian himself.

However, he immediately became vigilant, things could never be so simple, it was not that he had hugged and hugged the witch spirit before, but there had never been such a situation today.

There are ghosts in things, and Wu Qiutian's first thought was like this. Suddenly, the witch spirit raised his head, his eyes returned to clarity, and he immediately fell into the red light of the demon.

A ghost-shaped pattern flashed in the palm of his hand, and he only felt that the heat that had just appeared because of the red light in the witch spirit's eyes flashed away, and then a coolness followed.

As soon as he regained his consciousness, the witch spirit suddenly retreated, spitting blood from his mouth, and the whole person flew into the air.

Wu Qiutian shouted: "Witch Spirit!" He wanted to catch the other party, but with Wu Xianyun and the others, he couldn't get close to the Witch Spirit at all.

The situation became clear in the blink of an eye.

Wu Qiutian knew that it was Wu Ling who had regained his consciousness at a critical juncture and was unwilling to hurt him, so he chose to hurt himself, preferring to die himself rather than be hurt at all.

Seeing only a flash of red light, the witch medicine was full of surprise: "This.this.this.lewd Gu!Wu Xianyun, why are you so ruthless, she is your biological daughter!"-一-本-read-small-say-

Wu Xianyun showed a crazy look: "What about my own daughter! Haha, witch medicine, if you stop me again today, don't blame me for being unkind to you. ”

The witch medicine turned his face to voodoo and glared angrily: "You are doing this for the tiger, if my witch sect falls into the hands of such people, there will be no peace." ”

Voodoo didn't speak, and the obscene Gu was what she cooperated with Wu Xianyun to put on Wu Qiutian, but she never expected that Wu Ling would choose to fight back at the last moment.

Madness occupied Wu Xianyun's heart, but not Voodoo's heart. It is said that the people in the Gu Hall are very spicy, but today she learned that Wu Xianyun, who looked like a god high above, was even more ruthless than herself.

However, things had come to this point, and it was too late for her to turn back.

The atmosphere at the scene was stagnant, and although Wu Yao asked Wu Xian Yunxing Master for his guilt, he could no longer protect Wu Qiutian, the sinner who had swallowed the ancestral spirit.

Hearing the lewd son's Wu Qiutian's eyes shrank, his expression was cold, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Wu Xianyun, you are a slut, Ling'er is your biological daughter, you actually teamed up with the old Gu woman to refine her into a lewd Gu." ”

Obscenity, with people as the carrier, once the refining is successful, as long as it is close to the opposite sex, the woman will come forward to have sex with it, and after the copulation is completed, the man will definitely die. And women will be reduced to **** all their lives, and if they don't have sex with people for a day, they will be miserable.

It can be said that this kind of Gu is generally placed on those sluts who do not keep their chastity for the mortal people. Under such an untrained virgin, don't say witch hatred, even voodoo is the first time to see it.

"Hmph, what about my daughter, as long as she can get back the ancestral spirit, no amount of sacrifice is worth it. "Wu Xianyun didn't have the temperament of an immortal wind at all at this time, and he became even more hateful than the old Gu woman.

A trace of worry flashed in Wu Xianyun's eyes, but it was fleeting, and he immediately continued to be ruthless.

The reason why people are called human beings is because they have human nature, and some people are inferior to animals after losing their humanity. Wu Xianyun is like this at the moment, the immortal hall master who usually thinks it is quite mysterious, but now he has become hateful.

This is in line with the saying, you can't just look at your appearance. Wu Qiutian dared to say that if he was a voodoo who had always prided himself on being ruthless, he might not be able to do such a thing.

The furious Wu Qiutian suddenly clenched his hands, and countless poisonous insects appeared around him, and colorful poisonous insects surrounded this group of people.

The so-called two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands, and everyone does not believe that Wu Qiutian can deal with so many people on his own.

Voodoo snorted coldly, his hands waved in the air, and the green powder floated in the air, as long as those poisonous insects touched the powder, they would immediately let out a terrible scream, and then fled in a hurry.

The witch medicine is as immobile as a mountain, and he didn't plan to intervene in this battle of the master from the beginning. The reason why he came up was because he was afraid that Wu Xianyun, a crazy woman, would be angry with the disciples of the Medicine Hall because he refused to go up the mountain.

The powder of voodoo played a big role, and many poisonous insects turned into poisonous water before they could get close to her.

The female sword cultivators of the Immortal Hall sacrificed their flying swords one after another, all of them were true qi condensing swords, and all the swords were aimed at the big cave around Wu Qiutian's body. These acupuncture points can abolish Wu Qiutian's cultivation, but they will not kill him.

However, the number of poisonous insects is too much, and the retreating poisonous insects are only a drop in the bucket, and the menacing poisonous insects make everyone change color, especially the green moth in the center, as soon as its huge wings flap, there will be a green mist floating towards the women.

Suddenly, the Heavenly Witch Array on the Heavenly Witch Peak emitted bursts of streamers to delay the attack of the poison, and the voodoo continued to spread the medicinal powder to stop the invasion of the poisonous insects, while the Witch Qiutian continued to summon poisonous insects while continuing to fight against the Witch Immortal Cloud.

Wu Qiutian's body was released with witch breath, and all the witch breath was condensed into a sharp sword shape in the air, and with a wave of his hand, the sword intent condensed by all the witch breath flew straight towards the people outside.

The blue droplets of water made Xiao San stumble, and a sentence sounded in Wu Qiutian's mind: "Boss, I did my best!" and then Xiao San was silent.

Wu Xianyun's body was also full of sword intent, her sword intent was different from Wu Qiutian's gray sword intent, but it was milky white, and the degree of condensation was much higher than that of Wu Qiutian.

The sword intent flew in the air, and Wu Qiu Tian resisted the two hall masters, obviously unable to compare to Wu Xianyun and Old Gu Po. In the statue of the ancestral witch, a pair of eyes are roaming over the people.

During the battle, Wu Xianyun didn't expect Wu Qiutian to have such combat power, and he was able to fight against her and be undefeated for a short time. But the two sides are not at the same level, so Wu Xianyun is not worried that Wu Qiutian will carry it for a long time.

The main reason is that the poisonous insects around are too annoying, and some poisonous insects that cannot be seen with the naked eye will always gnaw on the disciples from time to time. Some disciples didn't even know how they were poisoned, and they were killed by those poisonous insects.

The fight between the two entered a white heat, Wu Yao watched coldly, he couldn't deal with Wu Qiu Tian, whether it was for the sake of the face of the Heavenly Witch Order, or for the sake of the face of the Lich, he couldn't do anything to the Wu Qiu Tian.

Wu Xianyun is different, after making a move, he kills everywhere, and he is extremely powerful.

A flush appeared around her, and the milky white sword intent multiplied the power after the flush rendering. One after another sharp swords roared, slashing the poisonous insects that pounced on the two female hall masters, the poisonous insects in Wu Qiutian's hand were almost dead, and as soon as his sword intent touched Wu Xianyun's sword intent, it would dissipate immediately.

And every time the two sword intents collided, Wu Qiutian's chest felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he endured it desperately so that he didn't let a mouthful of reverse blood spurt out.

The sword intent suspended around him became less and less, and the witch breath in the dantian was almost empty, his eyes became gray, and the two sword intents were enlarged in front of him, getting closer and closer, and Wu Qiutian did not have the slightest ability to resist.

Although the sword of sword cultivation is aimed at the human body, the sword intent of the sword cultivation can be aimed at the soul of the person.

Even if there is a steady stream of ancestral spirits to provide repair power, Wu Qiutian's internal organs have already cracked, and there is no witch breath in the dantian, he is completely defenseless, and he can only use his body to withstand the attack of sword intent one by one.

Seeing that she was about to be hit, the witch spirit lying on the ground suddenly burst out, her speed was three points faster than the sword intent, and a black light emanated from her body, Wu Qiutian felt a pain in her heart, she was actually burning her life in order to save herself.

Poof, two soft sounds, the sword intent pierced the weak body of the witch spirit, and then rushed into the shoulder socket of the witch Qiutian. Because of the witch spirit blocking it, the sword intent only pierced into the shoulder socket and dissipated.

"Qiu Tian, in this life, it is my witch spirit who bears you, in the next life, if you have the opportunity to meet again, the witch spirit is willing to always be by your side. The witch spirit spat blood from his mouth, and his eyes were slowly closed when he said the last word.

"Ling'er!" Before he could let out an exclamation, the witch spirit closed his eyes.

The delicate body was in his arms, but it seemed extremely heavy, and the whole world in his arms, now that the world had collapsed, he felt as if he had fallen into an infernal hell, and he could no longer see any light.

The Ancestral Witch Idol moved slowly, and no one noticed that the eyes on the chest of the headless idol had lit up. The sword light flickered, poisonous insects filled the sky, and the disciples of the Wumen Sect had no time to deal with the poisonous insects, so how could they be in the mood to pay attention to the changes in the statue.

Wu Xianyun was also a little sluggish, why is this girl so stupid! I'd rather die than save his life.

Wu Qiutian hugged the corpse of the witch spirit, looking like a mad demon, tears raining down at the same time, his eyes became murderous. He rushed towards Wu Xianyun regardless of life or death, and when he saw his daughter sacrifice herself to save Wu Qiutian, Wu Xianyun was also stunned, she wanted to use her daughter, but she didn't think about killing her daughter, but for that purpose, Wu Xianyun gritted her teeth and turned her heart sideways.

Wu Yao's eyes were sharp, and all his spirit was poured into the twelve god statues, he rarely had the opportunity to go to the Heavenly Wu Peak, but the god statues in his impression would definitely not move by themselves.

Could it be that the lich is not dead? Witch Yao's suspicion rose in his heart, but he remained silent on the surface, because he wanted Wu Qiutian to escape.

The two sword intents once again mercilessly penetrated Wu Qiutian's shoulder, and the body of the witch spirit fell to the ground, followed by dozens of sword intents that continued to stab at Wu Qiutian.

Wu Qiutian looked at the sky above the hall with extremely empty eyes, and thought: Master, Master, I'm sorry, Qiu Tian has disappointed you. Ling'er, I'm sorry, I'm here to accompany you!

At that moment, the idol suddenly turned. A big hand stretched out, grabbed Wu Qiutian, and disappeared from everyone's field of vision.