Chapter 19: The Teacher Asks the Guilty
The junior at the door glared angrily at the people outside, and after Wu Xianyun shouted at it several times to no avail, Voodoo took out a small bottle from the storage bag.
Xiao San shouted violently: "The master of the door is in retreat and practice, and no one is allowed to enter, otherwise, he will be punished for the crime of betrayal." ”
Voodoo opened the cap of the bottle and sprinkled it casually, the dark blue water droplets turned into mist and shrouded in it, and the witch fairy Yun smiled predictably: "I have something important to ask to see the master, you flat-haired beast, I really don't know what to do." ”
The blue water droplets were extremely heavy, and after turning into mist, they had a very strong restraint effect on the flames on Xiao San's body. Xiao San's immature voice kept drinking, but voodoo seemed to be its nemesis, no matter how hard it tried, it could always be crushed to death.
The two sides were in a stalemate for about a stick of incense, and Xiao San finally couldn't do it, the flames on his body slowly dissipated, and it swooped into Wu Qiutian's body to seek protection.
Wu Qiutian had reached a critical juncture at this time, and the last layer of his arm was gradually dissolving under his efforts.
After a group of people entered the temple, when they saw Wu Qiutian in front of the statue, Wu Xianyun shouted: "Wu Qiutian, you are guilty." ”
Wu Yao felt that it was a little inappropriate to speak like this, and wanted to stop it, but he saw Wu Qiutian, who was sitting on the black stone bed, suddenly let out a loud shout: "Ah!"
The brilliance shone, and the thick barrier finally allowed him to break through.
As soon as the novel xstxt broke through, he immediately heard the voice of the witch immortal. Wu Qiutian, who had already woken up, turned his head slightly, and the people from the Gu Hall, Medicine Hall, and Immortal Hall had all arrived, and it seemed that they had already sensed the fact that the ancestral spirit was missing.
Wu Qiutian didn't speak, just glanced at those people, and continued to withdraw his gaze to the idol.
As far as the eye could see, the twelve strange-looking heads seemed to be alive, and Wu Qiutian felt that a hot breath in his abdomen kept rising, filling his limbs with hundreds of remains.
The feeling of being ignored was a great shame for Voodoo, she trembled all over, and Wu Xianyun's face became a lot calmer.
"Wu Qiutian, hand over the ancestral spirit, get out of the witch gate!" Wu Xianyun shouted violently. Her hand was still tightly gripping her daughter, but with the other hand, she pinched out the blood from her palm.
Wu Yao glared at Wu Xianyun, and said softly: "Please also ask the door master to invite the ancestral spirit, so that I can rest assured." ”
Wu Qiutian shook his head and said, "I don't know where the ancestral spirit has gone. ”
Hearing him admit that the ancestral spirit was missing, a smug smile hung on the corner of Wu Xianyun's mouth, but looking at the witch medicine, his face was gloomy and his face was incredulous.
Voodoo took a step forward, the two long snakes in his hands trembled, and pointed directly at Wu Qiutian's chest: "Since this is the case, either hand over the ancestral spirit, and I will spare your life and get out of the witch gate." Either wait for the old body to kill you, and then look for the ancestral spirit. ”
The witch medicine stepped forward and said, "Child, didn't you wrap the ancestral spirit with witch breath?"
"Need to be wrapped in witch breath?" Wu Qiutian exclaimed. At that time, all his attention was focused on the Heavenly Witch Ancestor, where would he notice that the Heavenly Witch Ancestor was wrapped in witch breath when he handed over the ancestral spirit to him.
Wu Yao shook his head, this matter was already clear, without Wu Qiutian's knowledge, the ancestral spirit was swallowed by him. This is a fatal blow to the entire Wumen.
As long as the ancestral spirit exists, the ancestral witch will be able to activate the mountain protection array to protect the witch gate, but once the ancestral spirit and the human merge, the power of the ancestral spirit will be weakened until the mountain protection array can no longer be activated.
And with it, the person who absorbed the ancestral spirit became stronger and stronger.
The angry Wu Xianyun took the lead in making a move, and dozens of sword intents galloped in the air, rushing towards the death hole around Wu Qiutian's body. And she held the witch spirit's hand, but she didn't have the slightest intention of letting go.
Seeing that she didn't have any signs, Wu Qiutian was also a little annoyed, he didn't know what the ancestral spirit was, but he inadvertently caused the current situation, and the other party didn't know how to say it, but did it directly.
Just as he was about to deal with it, he caught a glimpse of the witch spirit in the crowd, and when he saw the big eyes of the water spirit, he felt a pain in his heart.
But right away, he felt that something was wrong. His gaze paused on the witch spirit, and the witch spirit's eyes were blank, as if he had lost his soul, and he couldn't help but burst into anger.
Wu Qiutian stretched out his hand, and a huge cyclone appeared in front of him, exuding an astonishing aura.
The momentum was beyond everyone's expectations, and even Wu Qiutian himself was frightened. When did you have the ability to do this?
I didn't have time to think about it, the sword intent was already in front of him, and if he thought about it any more, he would be killed immediately. With both hands in his hands, he wanted to take something out of the storage bag to face the enemy, but he saw a flash of green light in the storage bag, and a large green moth about the size of a human head.
As soon as the big moth touched the sword intent, the sword intent that was twisted in front of the cyclone was immediately contaminated with the green powder on the green moth's body and flew away in all directions.
As long as the contaminated green powder touches the person's body, it will immediately corrode the touched area. For a while, some disciples who were affected by the materialized sword qi because they couldn't dodge it didn't even have time to scream, and they died with a whimper.
Although Wu Qiutian was also a little surprised by the appearance of the green moth, now was not the time to think about this, he was thinking about how to get rid of the joint attack of so many people.
Because when he was concentrating on dealing with Wu Xianyun, Voodoo and a group of disciples had already deceived him.
In any case, the ancestor has already left, and since the ancestor has handed over the Wumen to himself, it means that he is absolutely capable of leading the Wumen. And Wu Xianyun was going to do it without saying a word, it must be ill-intentioned.
At this time, he couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the black-clothed people and the pursuers of the Suyi Gang that he met in Yunmengze were all related to this woman, why did she do this? to prevent me from getting closer and closer to the witch spirit, or was there another purpose?
The strong momentum erupted as the Gu Hall disciples approached, knocking out the two disciples who were rushing to the front, and then, the palms shot out one after another, and several disciples at the early stage of the ground level were caught off guard, and they also forced him back to the same place with a pair of fleshy palms.
Wu Xianyun's eyes became solemn: "Ground Steps! I didn't expect the kid to have such an adventure." With that, she abruptly let go of the witch spirit's hand.
"Qiu Tian, don't!" Wu Ling's voice made Wu Qiu Tian's actions stagnant, he could do it to Wu Xianyun without the slightest concern, but he couldn't do it to Wu Ling.
After he slapped dozens of palms, the witch spirit was already much closer, and his palm could no longer be slapped because he didn't want to hurt the witch spirit.
Voodoo stood in place and shook his head slowly: "He doesn't have an earth-level cultivation, only a heaven-level peak cultivation, but he doesn't know why he was able to burst out with such a strong strength all of a sudden." ”
Wu Xianyun snorted coldly: "This son's realm has advanced by leaps and bounds in just half a year, he must have cultivated some kind of demonic Dao technique, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible for him to suddenly grow from a third-level waste to the point where he is today." ”
Hearing Wu Xianyun's slander, Wu Yao couldn't help but say: "Demon Dao? God Emperor Valley calls my Wu Sect a Demon Dao, is it possible that you Wu Xianyun also thinks that my Wu Sect is a Demon Sect?"
Voodoo also looked at Wu Xianyun with an unkind face, and the latter was uncomfortable by the two people's penetrating eyes, his eyes rolled wildly, and he explained after a while: "Witch medicine, don't spew blood, you know that I don't mean that." ”
Seeing that she didn't mean that, Voodoo hurriedly stood up and played a round, she already had an unsightly purpose with Wu Xianyun, as long as it wasn't such a rebellious thing as betrayal, she would definitely be willing to help Wu Xianyun instead of the lich.
With the appearance of the witch spirit, the surrounding witch disciples also stopped attacking, firstly, they were not Wu Qiutian's opponents at all, and secondly, the witch spirit was the daughter of Wu Xianyun, and they were somewhat afraid of it.
Obviously, he found that Wu Ling was a little sluggish, but Wu Qiutian still didn't have the mind to be vigilant. He would not have thought that Wu Xianyun would be able to put his own daughter in for the position of the master of the Witch Sect, let alone that this abnormality was completely aimed at him.
The two of them were so close that Voodoo suddenly closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to see what was next.
This move was immediately keenly captured by the witch medicine, and he leaned over to the voodoo and shouted, "What's the matter?
Voodoo shook his head vigorously, Wu Xianyun looked indifferent, and the witch medicine couldn't ask anything at all.
Although Wu Qiutian collected the Witch Breath Condensation Sword released from the outside, and also gathered the huge momentum, the green moth had been sowing bone-eroding poisonous powder in the air. However, as if he was not afraid of anything, the witch spirit pounced on him, and at the same time, a strange smile appeared on Wu Xianyun's face.
Smiling like a flower, as if she was happy that she would soon be able to throw herself into the arms of her lover, there was a struggle in the witch spirit's eyes at this time, the voodoo brow behind her furrowed, and a trace of blood slid down her tightly pursed lips.
When Wu Yao saw this scene, he immediately seemed to think of something, and the whole person was stunned, he looked at Wu Xianyun with an indifferent face, but his heart was full of turbulence, in this world, there are such ruthless people?
At this time, Wu Qiutian's attention was completely focused on Wu Ling, and he stretched out his hands to hug her. Even if he knew that something was wrong with her, he wanted to hug her.
The short distance seemed to have passed a few spring and autumn seasons for the two, and everyone looked at them nervously.
After a long time, Wu Ling finally ran to Wu Qiutian's side and threw himself into the arms that he had opened for a long time.
The warm fragrance of nephrite jade entered his arms, and the familiar feeling made Wu Qiutian intoxicated, burying his head deep into the black hair of Wu Ling, breathing the air with body fragrance, Wu Qiutian closed his eyes, and experienced every moment by himself.
However, good times are always short-lived, and reality is often much more cruel than ideal.
Just when she was intoxicated with the fragrance, a sudden change occurred.